Since even the giant and Sirius could not pull it out, Elwyn could not pull the scabbard out. He did not have the strength to do so.
However, Elwyn felt that the scabbard was waiting for him. The power that Gryffindor had left on it was guiding him.
It was part of Gryffindor's sword, and belonged to Gryffindor's true heir!
Elwyn walked over, took a deep breath, and gripped the scabbard tightly.
A strange magic came from the scabbard. This was an unfamiliar power that Elwyn had never seen before.
It was a bit like the power of the cyclops, but it clearly had the aura of Gryffindor himself.
It quickly spun in Elwyn's body and returned to the scabbard. Elwyn could feel the power in his hand.
It was the power of destruction, the overbearing primal power that could destroy everything.
The scabbard was calling for Elwyn, calling for its new master.
Elwyn looked at the ordinary scabbard and lifted it up slightly. It was lighter than he had imagined.
With a click, the scabbard left the statue of the cyclops, and the seal that had been sealed for thousands of years was released.
"Success!" Elwyn said happily, looking at the scabbard in his hand.
In the next second, the astonishing statue of the cyclops collapsed rapidly with a loud rumble.
Countless cracks spread out from the cyclops under Elwyn, and soon covered the entire statue.
An ancient and powerful aura filled the entire cave, and Elwyn seemed to hear the roar of the cyclops!
He quickly turned into a phantom and left, retreating with Sirius.
Dust flew everywhere as they watched the magnificent statue crumble in front of their eyes, creating a huge pit in the ground. The scene in front of them was particularly shocking.
Elwyn's attention was not on the collapsed statue, but on the scabbard in his hand.
After pulling it out, the mysterious power with Gryffindor's aura became more obvious.
Like using a meditation basin, Elwyn's consciousness quickly moved forward and focused on the scabbard. A closed silver-white circular space appeared in front of him.
The young Gryffindor was waiting for Elwyn there. He had his hands behind his head and a familiar lazy smile on his face.
"I sense Godric Gryffindor's power in you. So, you're his successor?" The young man said, looking at Elwyn. "I didn't expect that after a thousand years, I would finally be able to wait for his heir to come to this place."
"I received the Sorcerer's Stone from Gryffindor, so I should be his approval. Who are you?" Elwyn asked.
"I am a combination of will and various powers, a very special existence. The core part is a trace of will that the seventeen-year-old Gryffindor left on the scabbard. The outer layer includes the magic power of the sealing magic left by Ravenclaw, the power of the scabbard itself, and the huge power absorbed from the cyclops, and … "
Elwyn blinked and looked at the handsome young man in shock, not understanding what he was saying.
A combination of will and energy. What was this thing? Was it a kind of soul magic?!
"Well, looking at your expression, I know you don't understand. To put it simply, you can see me as a special Godric Gryffindor. After all, my core is his will, so I inherited the seventeen-year-old Gryffindor's personality, knowledge of the world, knowledge of magic, and so on. " The young man said and put his hands down. "To others, I am the purest power, but because you are his heir and have that Sorcerer's Stone, it is the same as the magic power of my core will. I can communicate with you simply, just like now, but only at this moment, because I am about to disappear!"
"Why?" Elwyn still did not understand what he was saying.
"Of course. Godric Gryffindor himself is gone, and my core is just a trace of his will. How can it continue to exist? If not for the protection of a powerful power, I would have disappeared long ago, and it would not have lasted until today."
"Just a trace of will …"
"When you have that kind of power, you will naturally understand what is going on. You are too weak now, and compared to Gryffindor back then, you are too far away. You still cannot understand the essence of power," the young man said and walked in front of Elwyn. "Alright, you don't have to worry about me. That's not the point. Anyway, I'm going to disappear soon. We'll never meet again. What you need to worry about now is that big guy down there."
"Is it the Cyclops that existed in the melting rock core that you showed me before?!"
"That's it. I was originally a seal that Gryffindor left here, and I have fought with that monster below for thousands of years," the young man said. "Oh, I forgot. You may not know about this, after all, so much time has passed. In short, a thousand years ago, Gryffindor came here and fought with the terrifying Cyclops. He was defeated, but in the end, both sides should have been injured, because the Cyclops was too old, and had to return to the magma to recover his strength. "
"Return to the magma to recover his strength?" Elwyn looked at him in shock.
He had always been curious about what kind of monster the Cyclops was, to absorb the power of the magma to recover his strength?!
"Creatures like the Cyclops are different from normal life forms. It is said that it is the creation of an even more powerful creature in ancient times, the Titan. It was originally a combination of the earth and magma, but after a little weakening, it had flesh and life. " The young man paused, and said again, "Of course, these are all legends. No one can go to the Mythological Era to verify such things with the Titan, and this is not the main point. Anyway, after Gryffindor was beaten away, the monster ran to the underground magma under the lair and hid. It probably did not expect Gryffindor to come back with Rowena Ravenclaw. "
"Why did they come back?"
"To take revenge, of course. In the battle with the Cyclops, Gryffindor was seriously injured. He had never suffered such a big loss before, and that woman Rowena Ravenclaw was there too, so it was impossible for them not to come back!" The young man continued, "This time, there was no battle. With Gryffindor's help, Ravenclaw used a powerful magic to make the Cyclops hide in the underground magma fall into eternal sleep, leaving only a living body …"
This reminded Elwyn of the Soul Catcher's kiss. This was the state of a person whose soul had been sucked away by the Soul Catcher.
Like a walking corpse, muddle-headed. Although they were still alive, they were actually dead.
Of course, this was for normal creatures. For a powerful ancient creature like the Cyclops, it was difficult to use magic to do anything to its soul.
Elwyn did not know what magic Ravenclaw had used, it was simply too unbelievable.
"Your current level of power is too low. It is very difficult to explain that level of magic to you." Noticing Elwyn's expression, the young man paused for a while before continuing, "It is not a simple Soul Spell. In layman's terms, this magic is equivalent to a soul seal. Ravenclaw used magic to create a membrane in the Cyclops's body. She used that membrane to separate its soul, consciousness, and body. No matter how strong the Cyclops's body is, whether or not it has recovered its strength, its consciousness is constantly having nightmares. The nightmares will never end, and it will never wake up."
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