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Chapter 390

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Elwyn looked around. He felt like his body was weightless.

Gravity seemed to have lost its effect. He could reach the top of the rock wall with a light jump.

Then, Elwyn realized that he was in the state of a soul.

His soul had left his body and the real world. Under the effect of the strange nameplate from the evil god, he came here alone.

He didn't know what the situation was like in the real world, and he didn't know where he was. Maybe it was the same as what he experienced last night, another illusion magic.

The illusion magic left by Slytherin, maybe this was another test?!

After all, according to the legend, Azkaban was built by Salazar Slytherin himself. It was also the place where he lived in seclusion in his later years. There must be something unusual here.

Could it be that he hid the remaining part of the evil god's body here, and that was why the nameplate reacted?

If that was the case, would it be the brain or the body?!

Elwyn thought about it for a while and felt that something was wrong.

If the evil god created by the despicable Hilbert was really here, then it wouldn't be so quiet. Also, the whisper he just heard was completely different from the last time.

Even if it was an evil god, it wouldn't be the same guy.

Elwyn looked at the dark, bottomless pit in front of him, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.

That was the Throat of the Abyss that Dumbledore mentioned, the real underground abyss.

A voice was calling for Elwyn, and he hesitated whether he should go in or not.

A long time had passed, and Dumbledore still hadn't arrived. This meant that his current situation was terrible, and even he might not be able to do anything.

Other than the deep pit in front of him, there was no other exit in this room.

He couldn't continue waiting. If this was really an illusion left by Slytherin, then he might be trapped here forever if he did nothing.

Elwyn stopped thinking and decided to listen to his instinct.

He walked to the side of the dark pit and put his glowing magic wand into it.

It was dark down there, and he couldn't see anything. It seemed very deep.

At the next second, Ivan jumped in directly. After all, he was currently in a spirit state. Other than evil black magic, nothing else would be able to harm him.

He fell straight down into the endless dark abyss.

Even though he tried his best, the light from his wand was useless. Darkness pressed down on him from all directions, and Ivan couldn't see anything.

Despair and fear followed him like shadows, and the pressure grew stronger.

It seemed like Iven would never reach the end if he continued to fall like this.

However, he soon discovered that something was different. There was no longer air around him. Instead, there was a strange ice-cold substance that completely enveloped him.

Ivan was stunned for a moment before he realized that these things were water.

He was now in the cold waters of the North Sea. After jumping down from the deep pit, he had already arrived at the bottom of the island where Azkaban was.

Because he was in his soul form, Ivan didn't need to worry about oxygen and breathing.

Schools of unknown fish swam past him and circled around Elwyn for a while before disappearing into the cold water.

An unknown school of fish swam past him, circled around Iven for a while, and then disappeared into the cold water.

He didn't continue downward, and the glowing nameplate in his arms gradually calmed down. This meant that he had reached his destination.

He stopped descending, and the strange token in his arms gradually calmed down. This meant that he had reached his destination.

He didn't continue downward, and the glowing nameplate in his arms gradually calmed down. This meant that he had reached his destination.

Although what was happening before him was beyond Elwyn's understanding, there seemed to be something around him that was attracting him.

He could feel it. He tried not to think about it or use magic or science to explain these illogical things. He only knew that as long as he found what the nameplate wanted him to see, he could leave this place and return to the real world.

Elwyn swam in the dark water. The next second, he seemed to touch something.

He raised his magic wand, and in front of him was the body of a gray creature. It was round and long, and no matter where he looked, he couldn't see the end of it.

This creature seemed to have been dead for a long time. Its body was motionless, and there was no luster on its surface. It was a dark gray that was about to rot.

"What is this?" Elwyn asked curiously. "It looks like a giant rubber tube."

He moved forward along the "tube", and the more he looked, the more shocked he became.

After a few minutes, he saw more of these tubes, and Elwyn finally realized what they were. These tubes were probably the tentacles of some creature.

He couldn't explain why, but almost instantly, he thought of the Evil God from the tentacles.

In front of him was the body of an Evil God. Elwyn hurriedly moved away, but immediately stopped. He didn't feel any danger.

It was dead silent. The whispers and summoning voices had all disappeared, as if they had never existed in the first place.

This creature, regardless of whether it was an Evil God or not, was now dead!

Elwyn didn't know what kind of damage it suffered to make the powerful and terrifying Evil God from the void truly die.

He moved closer again, ready to take a closer look.

But he couldn't. The creature in front of him was too big.

Elwyn thought for a moment, and lightly tapped his wand on the tentacle in front of him.

He chanted a spell, and spots of light emerged from the tip of his wand, floating on the body of the Evil God.

The number of lights increased, from near to far, gradually covering the entire body of the Evil God.

Elwyn could finally see the creature clearly. He was shocked by the scene in front of him. In front of him was a monster shaped like a giant octopus.

Its body quietly tilted in front of Elwyn, with unprecedented pressure.

This octopus Evil God was more than a thousand feet long. Its head was submerged in the depths of the sea, as if it was connected to the underground abyss. Countless tentacles emerged from its head, grabbing the entire Azkaban island.

The edges of the tentacles had already begun to assimilate with the rocks, becoming one.

In the middle, where Elwyn had landed, countless black egg-shaped things came out of the octopus' mouth like a spray, slowly rising up.

The speed at which these eggs floated up was slow, but they were indeed moving.

Elwyn moved closer to observe and immediately recognized what they were. These weren't eggs at all. They were all Soul Eaters. This Evil God was making Soul Eaters.

Even though its body was already dead, it was still using its unique method to corrupt this world.

Elwyn held his breath, immersed in the shock before him.

The next second, the strange insignia on his chest flashed again. He knew that it was telling him that it wanted to absorb the essence of this Evil God.

Of course, it wasn't here. This was just an illusion that it had used special magic to let Elwyn's soul see. What it wanted to absorb was the Evil God in reality.

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