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The mystery from a thousand years ago had been uncovered, but the matter had become even more complicated and confusing.
Through these ancient murals, Elwyn finally figured out what kind of enemy he was facing.
However, he found that the questions in his mind did not lessen, but instead increased.
No matter how he looked at it, Slytherin's last actions were too suspicious. Elwyn tried hard to recall his life story, but found that among all the known historical facts, only his participation in the establishment of the Hogwarts was described in the most detail.
There were almost no records of Slytherin's youth and his experiences after he left the Hogwarts. Like the darkness in front of him, it was a complete mystery.
Elwyn looked at the Slytherin Locket in his hand, which was glowing with a faint green light. Besides being the soul vessel of Lord Voldemort, this thing hid even more shocking secrets.
In the darkness, Malfoy groaned in pain, interrupting Elwyn's thoughts. He turned his head and saw Malfoy lying on the ground in extreme pain. His pale face was covered with tiny beads of sweat. The horrible nightmare seemed to have reached its most critical moment.
Elwyn knew that he had to hurry. With the help of Slytherin Locket, he could still hold on, but Malfoy could not hold on any longer.
If he delayed any longer, his soul would be devoured by the nightmare in his sleep.
Elwyn raised his head and looked at the monster above him.
It was waving its tentacles, and its huge eyes were staring at him and the locket in his hand.
Its eyes were cold and emotionless, as if it was looking at a dead person.
According to the information left on the wall, this monster's ugly, huge body and constantly waving purple tentacles were all illusions that did not exist.
Above him, only the pair of giant blood-red eyes were real.
Since entering this stone room, Elwyn had never looked at its eyes.
Every time, he only glanced at them hurriedly.
The disproportionately large eyeball and the slender pupil above gave off a bone-chilling oppressive feeling, as if it could evoke the deepest fear hidden in one's heart.
Elwyn knew that he could not back down. He forced himself to look into its eyes. Even with the protection of the green mist, his mind was still in a trance.
"Salazar Slytherin …" Whispers could be heard intermittently.
From his tone, one could tell that he hated Slytherin to no end.
Even though a thousand years had passed, this resentment had not diminished in the slightest.
"Lost lamb, you are making a futile struggle. You are tightly grasping your fate, as if you can really change everything, but you do not know that you are already on the wrong path …"
"Shut up. You've said enough nonsense. My fate is naturally in my own hands." Elwyn replied calmly, "I will not rely on others, nor will I trust a monster like you who only has one eye left."
He quickly waved his wand, and the red light quickly flew up.
"No …" The horrifying monster let out an ear-piercing scream that went straight to the soul.
Elwyn held his breath and took a step back, but the wand in his hand did not stop. He quickly chanted spells, one after another, aiming at the monster's eyes.
Boom, boom, boom.
Under Elwyn's attack, its body was quickly disintegrating.
The shadow blurred, and the rough, tattered body finally disappeared. Above Elwyn's head, only two large white eyeballs were left exposed, connected by a pile of rotten flesh that was a mixture of red blood vessels and muscle fibers, tightly stuck to the ceiling.
On top of the disproportionately large eyeball, the red that Elwyn saw all along only occupied a very small part, not even one-tenth of the entire eyeball.
"Heir of Slytherin, you must pay for what you have done …" It stared at Elwyn, its hollow voice was no longer vague, but gradually became stronger, "Since you are not willing to obediently give up your soul, then let me eat you …"
As soon as it finished speaking, the entire space began to shake.
The ground was shaking, cracks appeared on the rock walls, the murals on the walls shattered, and a loud rumbling sound came from the deepest part of the ground.
The thin and long pupils were torn, and the large eyeball split in the middle.
Elwyn took another step back, looking at the monster in disbelief.
Like the most ferocious monster, it had a terrifying aura, the huge crack in the middle of the eyeballs was filled with long and sharp teeth, the inside was a row of dense barbs, and the inside was mucous membrane and endless darkness, as if there was no end in sight.
Elwyn could not imagine what this monster was.
This was just the power of its eyes, if its body was here, he might not even have the chance to fight back. And such a powerful, evil monster, a thousand years ago, when its power was at its peak, it was defeated by the young Salazar Slytherin …
The two eyeballs shook, and fell from the rock wall of the ceiling.
They floated in the air, opened the huge bloody crack, and flew towards Elwyn.
Elwyn quickly retreated, not sure what kind of magic he should use to deal with them, the existence of this monster itself was beyond his understanding and common sense.
He waved his wand and cast a few spells, but it did not have any effect.
The ferocious monster was getting closer and closer, and just when Elwyn thought that everything was about to end, all the magic in his body suddenly poured out, pouring into the locket in his hand.
Slytherin's locket slowly floated up, the emerald inlaid on it emitting a strong light, even the strange inscriptions around it glowed a dark gold.
This seemed to be a signal, and the rock wall gradually glowed with a white halo.
The door of the stone room, which had been closed all this time, suddenly opened, and the statue of Slytherin in the hall outside also emitted a dazzling light.
The white floating objects in the cave quickly descended, like a school of fish migrating in the deep blue sea, they quickly spun down, surrounding the statue of Salazar.
Silver, green, and gold light gathered where Elwyn was, and merged with the green mist around the locket.
Finally, it gradually gathered, and a shadow of a person appeared in front of Elwyn.
It was a handsome fifteen-year-old boy, wearing a medieval wizard robe, with black jade-like hair, holding a pure white wand in his hand.
"Salazar Slytherin …"
At the same time that Elwyn recognized him, the monster in front of him also whispered.
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