Chapter 756
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Sirius widened his eyes in disbelief at what was happening in front of him.
The figure of a woman gradually appeared in the red mirror. It was Ariana whom he and Elwyn had met before.
She was still wearing the aristocratic clothing from a hundred years ago. Her expression was gloomy and cold, but there was something different.
Her skin had become even paler, an unhealthy shade of white. Her eyes were a strange blood red and her long tongue was sticking out.
The most shocking thing was the horn on her head. It was a black horn. It was not very long, but it was the symbol of a demon.
"Demon!" Elena gasped. She knew that this was the most evil black magic and it had been extinct for a long time.
Because of her nervousness, her left hand tightly held onto Sirius's arm and she tried to lean towards him.
She forced herself to open her eyes wide and looked at the strange scene in front of her. An ugly Skull and the gloomy demon woman in the mirror.
Sirius also stared at her and held his wand tightly. He secretly tried to make himself appear, but it was useless.
"Oh, it's you, teacher from Boothbottom. Where's the little wizard that was with you?!" Ariana said in a casual tone, "How disappointing. I thought you would be able to break that woman's magic."
"You are the real demon …"
"Please watch your words. The living are the demons that I raised. I am the master here!" Skull interrupted Sirius and shouted with a sharp voice, "Although my happy memories have not ended, since Ariana has come out, your lives should end here. Kill them, my baby. I want to taste that witch's blood. I can't wait! "
"As you wish." In the mirror, Ariana stretched out a finger with a bright red fingernail.
She pointed at Sirius and Elena. The iron chains above the room began to shake.
They danced quickly in the air, like venomous snakes flying towards the two of them, carrying with them a terrifying momentum.
Sirius waved his wand and cast a spell, knocking one of the chains away. He and Elena climbed up from the pile of bones.
His injuries had already recovered. Although it was still a little painful, it wouldn't affect his ability to fight.
He and Elena kept knocking away the chains that were flying toward them. Elena performed very well, fully displaying the strength of an Auror. Sirius also used Transformation Curse. This was a spell that Elwyn often used, but it didn't have much effect.
In front of him, the iron chains were still flying towards him endlessly.
A strange force field shrouded their surroundings. The speed at which the Magic Power in their bodies gathered became slower and slower …
Sirius didn't know how long he could last. The two demons in front of him didn't seem to want to deal with them quickly. Ariana floated in the mirror and kept laughing, while the Skull outside kept talking crazily.
It was toying with them and torturing them for fun!
.....
Inside the secret room, after knowing that Sirius and Elena were in danger, Elwyn quickly turned to leave, but Shuklia stopped him.
"Your companions entered that room. They've already become the demon's prey," Shuklia said calmly. "But, don't worry. They'll be fine for a while. We have enough time. Based on past habits, that demon likes to torture its prey to death and enjoy their desperate expressions and cries before death. Wizard, if you want to save them, you can only choose to help me. Only I know how to destroy that demon, and only I can succeed. "
"How?" Elwyn asked hurriedly. "Destroy the mirror you mentioned, the demon's true form?!"
"No, you won't succeed. That mirror is very strong. No magic can destroy it."
Hearing Shuklia's words, Elwyn instantly thought of soul tools.
Soul tools were the same. Although they might have been very ordinary in the past, they were protected by powerful magic and could only be destroyed with special methods.
Elwyn didn't know much about demons, and he wasn't sure if they were the same as soul tools.
He only knew that summoning or defeating the demon had to involve the Demon Altar. That was the key to everything.
"Demon Altar?!"
"Yes. Only by destroying that Demon Altar can we completely defeat it!" Shuklia said and nodded. "After hundreds of years, I slowly learned that the Demon Altar is inside the mirror. We have to enter it to have hope."
"What do I have to do to enter the world inside the mirror?" Elwyn asked with a frown.
"Only with the demon's consent can you enter its mirror. I can't do anything about it." Shuklia said and looked into Elwyn's eyes. "But we have a chance now. This is also one of the reasons why I hope you can help me. You just have to do as that demon said and use the demon blood it gave you to destroy this totem and the magic I left here. The souls residing in the castle will lose the protection of nature and return to their original state. That demon will definitely not be able to resist devouring them. At the same time that the mirror devours the souls, we will sneak in, find that Demon Altar, and destroy it. "
"Wait, I'll become a soul too?"
"Yes. You just have to wear this tribal relic around your neck and the ancestors' souls will protect you." Shuklia pointed at the owl pendant on the totem. "It will help you become an owl with a special energy form. To some extent, it's similar to a soul state. It will allow you to enter the mirror with us."
Becoming a special energy form similar to a soul was something Elwyn had never heard of before. This was the power of Shaman magic.
Among the Magi's spells, the only ones that could achieve this were black magic related to the soul. Furthermore, the process was irreversible.
"Tell me your choice, wizard?" Shuklia said calmly. "Escape or fight. If we fail, we will all be devoured by that demon and become its power. But no matter what, this nightmare will end."
"I promise you!" Elwyn said and made up his mind.
He had thought about it carefully. There was nothing wrong with Shuklia's method. It was the only way at the moment.
The only thing he needed to worry about now was how powerful that demon was and whether or not he could successfully finish it off.
There was no point in staying here and worrying. Whether or not he could win could only be determined by seeing it with his own eyes. Elwyn had never been afraid of fighting.
Under Shuklia's gaze, he walked up and took down the owl on the totem. Gentle magic slowly flowed from the pendant into his body. The power of nature surrounded him, and his body changed at a speed visible to the naked eye …
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