For a long time, Elwyn had faced the castrated evil god, Helbo. Every part of his body was shockingly powerful.
Helbo's strength in his complete state was beyond imagination. Even if he was still a human Wizard, even if he did not directly display any spells, the aura he emitted was enough to strike fear into people's hearts.
This was the fear of pure power itself, the fear of death and the unknown hidden in the depths of one's soul.
Elwyn had never felt such a powerful magic aura, not even from the Four Heads of Hogwarts.
Under the demonic glow of the ruby, everything in sight was plated with an ominous layer of red.
Facing this Dark Wizard who stood at the peak of human history, the uneasy feeling grew stronger. What kind of feeling was this? Death was approaching, and the instinctive fear shrouded one's heart.
A voice was frantically telling one that the end was coming.
If Helbo was allowed to complete his magic, if he was allowed to become a terrifying evil god, the heart of the world would stop beating.
Everyone would die and become a part of the new God of Death.
The Wizards in front of the temple also felt this aura, and the battlefield quickly changed. Dozens of Wizards floated up and flew straight to the top of the temple. Silver, red, blue, and green magical lights flashed in front of them, and magic runes and emblems appeared out of thin air. Magic emitted a huge amount of power, and with shocking power, it attacked Helbo and the ruby in front of him.
"Ridiculous resistance. My empire will be the only home of this world."
Helbo's voice sounded in everyone's heart, filled with excitement and boundless madness.
"Surrender, my magic is about to succeed. No one can stop me. You will be fortunate enough to see the arrival of the God of Death.
"Hahaha, such excellent flesh and blood, offer your souls to prove your value.
"Servants, stay here and serve me. Open your arms and accept my gifts."
Dense black magic runes flickered in the air, blocking all the attacks for Hael. The Evil God that Iven was familiar with began to appear. It was thousands of feet tall, and its flesh and blood were quickly gathered by Hael, gradually taking shape.
The attacks of the Wizards became stronger and stronger, and the whole space was filled with the radiance of magic.
A huge silver sword was summoned by the wizards, and its dazzling light dispersed the red light of the ruby. The entire space shook, and the huge sword slashed towards Halbo. However, a huge snake monster immediately crawled out of the temple.
The snake monster's body was cut in half, and the silver sword lost its power.
He waved his wand, and the snake monster's body began to transform. It turned into black smoke and charged towards the nearest wizard. The wizard let out a heart-wrenching scream as he was engulfed by the black smoke and turned into a pile of bones.
The Mages were not to be outdone. They used magic to resist the invasion of the black fog and created all kinds of powerful magical creatures, monsters, and demons to join the battle. They attacked the Evil God that was taking shape. The battle was more intense than expected.
Elwyn was not in the mood to continue watching. If he continued, he would be implicated sooner or later.
Without the protection of the time waymark, no matter what he did, it would be a serious act of changing time. It would lead to disastrous consequences. Also, because of the magic battle between the Mages and Helbo, the space was becoming more and more unstable.
Cracks in space and time appeared frequently around Elwyn, tearing apart the magic around him.
Even Gryffin's magic stone could not withstand such consumption, and cracks began to appear on it.
Elwyn had a premonition that he would not be able to maintain this state. If this continued, he would definitely die.
He had to leave this place and return to the right time before his magic ran out. Even if he returned to the time when the Ravenclaw family opened the Door of Death, or any other time, it would be better than staying here.
Elwyn tried his best to control his magic to activate the time converter, and violently poured the remaining magic into it. He did not care if this would completely destroy it. The needle of the time converter began to turn again, faster and faster.
He heard the sound of time again, and the last scene before him was like the end of the world.
Under the attacks of the Mages, Helbo also left the top of the temple and floated towards the newly born Evil God. The space was collapsing, and in the black fog, his body began to change. Soon, he no longer looked like a human, and became one with the Evil God.
In the end, he became the God of Death!
What happened next, Elwyn did not know. The scene around him changed again, from clear to blurry, and then began to change. He traveled quickly in a time tunnel, and the magic around his body protected him.
This scene lasted for about a few seconds, and the huge consumption of magic stored in the magic stone had depleted.
When Elwyn felt that he had reached his limit, the scene around him gradually began to solidify into a solid state.
A dark red light enveloped the world, and a huge ruby floated quietly at the top of the temple.
The surroundings were dead silent, and a mysterious feeling arose.
"What time is this?"
Elwyn looked around. The terrible battle had ended, and he could see that the temple complex below had become dilapidated, but the Eye of Death was still there. It should be some time after the battle between Helbo and the Mages ended, and before the Ravenclaw family opened the door.
He did not know who won the battle, or if it was a lose-lose situation.
Elwyn did not see Helbo, and the needle of the time converter did not stop turning, but the speed was getting slower and slower.
The magic stone could not push it forward, and it could not even let Elwyn break the shackles of time.
He was in a strange state, fixed here, drifting between reality and nothingness, and becoming a part of time with magic. It could even be said that he was time itself. An indescribable feeling emerged in his heart.
Time moved forward at a speed visible to the naked eye. Every second might be centuries, but it made no difference to Elwyn. Time seemed to have lost its effect here, and the scene in front of him never changed.
Only the traces of the passage of time were left on the temple building, proving that time was still changing, quietly passing under the influence of magic, reaching a new balance. Elwyn was swept forward. Maybe he could return to the right point in time, or maybe it would go on like this forever, just like what he saw in the big whirlpool, the consequences of time chaos.
After some time, a man in a black robe appeared in front of the temple.
Elwyn almost recognized the identity of the man at a glance. It was Salazar Slytherin!
The young Slytherin was even younger than Elwyn had seen him before.
He stood in the square in front of the temple. A long time ago, there had been a mountain of flesh and blood there, but now there was nothing left. Slytherin looked at the Eye of Death at the top, then turned his head to look at where Elwyn was, as if he had noticed him.
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