Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Almost on the other side of the earth, deep beneath the Ketra volcano.

Through the narrow gap, across the long distance that almost reaches the asthenosphere, a vast new world comes into view.

The light dispelled the darkness that had been hidden for countless years, and brought life into the dead world.

Lin En's deep gaze continued to extend into the distance, until the end of vision and magic.

"This is really... a grand occasion."

Chapter 566: To cut the grass, we need to get rid of the root.

One hundred? One thousand? Ten thousand?

It seems like neither.

The monsters that appeared in Lynn's vision seemed endless.

They were unlike any monsters ever seen, yet they looked exactly alike.

There are six lower limbs, which are thick and powerful, with horse hoof-like structures growing at the ends.

There are two arms, but compared to human arms, they are more like some kind of traction tools acting on the front half of the body.

It appears to have a head, but no facial features can be seen. There are only dozens of black dots, and their purpose is unknown.

Where the upper torso should have been was a giant mouth, like a hole leading into the body, with two rows of teeth.

The physique of each monster is not as huge as that of a complete pseudo-god, but they are comparable to giants. Even a half-giant like Hagrid looks a little small in front of them.

They seemed to have remained in their present state for countless years before Lynn arrived.

Billions of years of baptism have changed everything, including the environment in which they work, the machinery and equipment that control them, and even the energy and minerals they collect.

Today, the only things that remain in their original form are these magical, unique existences between matter and energy - even these have many signs of turning black, perhaps because the energy has finally been exhausted in an extremely slow loss, or perhaps because of other influences such as high temperature, geological changes, etc. No one knows the answer.

Similarly, no one knows what kind of technology was used to create these things, and no one knows where their masters have gone. These big guys are now maintaining their respective action postures, frozen in various places - as if they are still mining, but have just pressed the pause button.

This place is dozens of kilometers underground, and the magma of the mantle is very close.

Perhaps many, many years later, these former mining machines will be destroyed in geological movements - silently destroyed, just like their "comparable" counterparts who have gone ahead.

But those possibilities are confined to the past.

The familiar magic power is spreading and spreading in the bodies of a small number of them, and the faint breath of life is undergoing a qualitative change from nothing to something.

The metal ball that had been gathering dust in the magic bracelet suddenly flew out, its entire body glowing with brilliant white light, emitting sound waves and signals that were unrecognizable to the human ear, and was blocked in a narrow space of several centimeters near the outer shell by the magic that had been prepared for a long time.

Lin En was neither anxious nor impatient, and the shock of arriving here for the first time was suppressed in his heart.

He was certainly not panicked, let alone frightened.

If there were thousands of false gods, he would run away without hesitation, but the reality is not like that.

Those false gods must be hiding other secrets, so the monsters before us are not as powerful as we imagined.

It can even be said... a little weak.

If it weren't for the magic from the octopus false god Baal that made him alert, and the fact that their body shapes were exactly the same as those of the false god, Lin En wouldn't even have regarded them as the same species and threat.

But another fact is also obvious.

Those monsters that have plagued humans and other intelligent life for tens of thousands of years were probably originally part of these ugly and numerous monsters here.

Now, the seeds of intelligence have been planted in the bodies of these monsters that seem to be no different from dead. Through some mysterious way that Lin En cannot figure out the reason, it has appeared in a small number of them and has taken root and sprouted over time.

Even though no monster has "woken up" and ushered in its own life, or the second life of "Bal".

But the budding of intellect has brought potential risks, because on them, Lynn has already felt the evil aura that is no different from that of false gods such as Baal and Knox, just like a drop of ink falling on rice paper, slowly spreading until the paper is completely contaminated.

Unfortunately, Lin En is not a person who likes to leave risks and threats to himself. He prefers to kill them all and leave no future troubles.

Taking a deep breath of the hot, murky air, he drew his wand.

"I wonder how many 'abandoned mines' like this are left. Consider yourself unlucky and be the first to go."

The silvery-white magic light covered the soft light spell. This was not some unique lighting magic, but hundreds of alchemical dolls with bodies as smooth as mercury.

They fell to the ground like stars in the sky. At first, they were metal ingots that were cast under a shrinking spell. In just a few seconds, they condensed into a huge human figure about three meters tall, and their arms changed into the shape of swords.

Pitch-black magic wrapped around the blade, faint but distinct.

It is the magic against false gods that was created, transformed and perfected by three generations of wizards: Herpo, Slytherin and Lynn.

Although it was so weak that it could not only not be compared with the above three people, and was even inferior to the puppet demonstrated at Hogwarts that day, it was completely sufficient for such an occasion.

As the sharp blade chopped down, the budding buds of intelligence and malice were uprooted, along with the resentment and hatred of the false god.

In a blink of an eye, the black monsters scattered everywhere were chopped into pieces like rice ears fallen under a sickle.

Lin En stood there alone, with mist-like ice crystals condensing in his palms. He held the metal ball that began to emit high temperature again firmly, and from time to time looked at the few monsters around him that were deliberately left behind. Some of them exuded magic power, while others did not.

This wait lasted for a full half hour.

There is no powerful magic that can solve the problem once and for all. Even if there is, it cannot be used easily in such a fragile and dangerous environment. Otherwise, once the magma in the asthenosphere pours in, even the volcano above is not without the risk of eruption.

In comparison, the efficiency of the puppets is not unacceptable.

But things never go as smoothly as expected.

Just as no two living organisms are exactly alike, the same is true for monsters that appear to be produced on an assembly line.

There will always be outliers.

Just when Lin En was thinking about whether he could completely eradicate the monster tonight, a monster that had been motionless like a sculpture from beginning to end suddenly went berserk in the distance.

With its slender upper limbs, it grabbed each of its companions in each hand, and then it ran away with its six legs at full speed.

While running, the big mouth on its chest swallowed and chewed frantically, and swallowed the two monsters into its stomach in just a few seconds.

The body, which was originally only two or three meters tall, expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its movements became much more agile.

A puppet came close to it, and it just slapped it with its beast instinct, but one of its arms was easily cut off, and its body was covered with a faint black aura.

"Roar!--"

The monster that suffered a loss no longer dared to fight back. It ran away quickly, screaming for help.

Several more aliens responded to the call.

Their behavior and logic are exactly the same, with some shadows of the octopus false god.

Lin En did not rush to do it himself, and even asked the puppet that was chasing it to slow down its pace, allowing the puppet that was initially injured to continue devouring its own kind to repair its body.

Other monsters were not so lucky.

They were besieged to death in just a few seconds without causing any ripples, nor even causing the others to slow down a bit.

Time passed minute by minute, and the fleeing monster had already devoured hundreds of its own kind. Its body swelled to the size of a pseudo-god, and it could easily grab several monsters of the same size as itself and stuff them into its mouth.

Even those monsters that had developed some intelligence and animality and had hidden themselves by relying on their instinct to seek profit and avoid harm were not spared. Lin En alone saw several of them - they struggled and were swallowed up, with all their magic and lives devoured.

"No wonder those guys are all big, it turns out that's the reason..."

Lynn sighed softly, glancing at a monster beside him from the corner of his eye.

"That's a good performance, but since you already have a research subject, you're useless. I hope you have better luck in your next life."

"Teng"

Blue and white flames ignited, and the struggle lasted less than a second. The creature that was originally preparing for a sneak attack was reduced to ashes.

The monster that was just running and swallowing at a fast speed suddenly froze, and its big mouth that had been chewing non-stop maintained the same movement as in the previous moment, dropping half of the monster that was bitten into two pieces.

It seemed to have turned into a sculpture, watching Lynn approach, raise his wand, and say "Shrink quickly". It then turned from a mountain of flesh into a keychain-sized toy and was put into a strange wooden box.

In the following time, there were resistance, escape, and struggle, but in this huge yet enclosed space, facing the alchemical puppets that were more meticulous than robots, the fate of every monster was predetermined - it became the statistical result in Lin En's notebook.

Until you fall into eternal darkness.

Until the weak rock wall was broken and the surging magma submerged everything.

Chapter 567 Need for Unity

February 2, Namibia, Leviathan Stronghold.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald, who were studying a mysterious meteorite, received a letter and experimental samples from Lynn.

[Most monsters are still dormant, only about one tenth are affected by special magic]

[Magic source: Pseudo-god Octopus form]

[The vast majority of the eroded individuals are still in a state of ignorance, with a very small number of individuals possessing rudimentary intelligence]

[Number of intelligent individuals: 21]

【Total share: about 0.1%】

[Monsters can devour each other and grow stronger. The theoretical limit should be the average level of the eliminated false gods.]

[The metal balls of unknown material seized from the Leviathan headquarters in Venice also had special reactions. Perhaps they were some kind of transfer medium for information exchange with other similar metal balls.]

[Preliminary analysis results: The influence of the false god has not yet spread, and the short-term risk is not high. According to the predictions of the centaurs, it is judged that there are still multiple gathering points, which need to be identified and eliminated as soon as possible]

[More information needs to be obtained through detailed experiments]

[Attached to this letter are the experimental materials, including the prototype of a false god that devoured about one hundred of its kind, three of which did not produce intelligent individuals, and ten ordinary individuals that were not corroded.]

[Detailed discussion can be conducted in person in the near future]

"This kid is pretty quick." After reading the contents of the letter at a glance, Grindelwald said with a smile, "There are so many monsters. It seems that he has wiped out their nest in one fell swoop."

Dumbledore shook his head. "He rarely writes about things that need to be done independently in his letters. I'm afraid the situation is not optimistic. We also need to improve our efficiency. Let's start with ordinary individuals and figure out the mechanism of action of the meteorite. I believe it is the culprit."

He picked up the wooden box and slowly opened it, revealing the monster locked in the bound rune.

Except for the rational "quasi-pseudo-god", all other monsters were dead silent, but Lin En still cautiously cast dozens of magic spells on each of them just in case.

Picking up a palm-sized monster, Dumbledore said seriously: "From the perspective of human aesthetics, this monster is really ugly."

"You'll get used to it after seeing it too much, just like we get used to your crooked nose." Grindelwald said unhappily.

He thought that the serious Dumbledore would have something profound to say, but he never expected it to be a complaint about appearance, and he immediately felt disgusted.

But this sharp and heart-piercing complaint did not cause any harm to Dumbledore. He just touched his twisted nose and said in a light tone: "At least this makes me feel that I still have a brother and a sister."

This sentence made Grindelwald silent.

As a core participant in the tragedy of last century, he suddenly didn't want to face Dumbledore.

But not now, and Dumbledore would not allow it.

"Don't be in a daze, Gellert, come and help me seal this meteorite."

In the brief moment that he was stunned, Dumbledore had restored the shrunken monster to its original size and placed it next to the meteorite.

Visible black magic seeped into the body. In just a short moment, a breath that was different from all known life and undoubtedly carried the meaning of life was generated from the monster's body, like a tiny but real flame.

Sensing the breath of life, it became more active, to the point where Dumbledore alone could not restrain it quickly enough.

"……understood."

The handsome old man, whose verbal attack failed and whose defense was broken, said sullenly.

Then he picked up his wand and poured out his dissatisfaction on the meteorite that could not speak or move, but was extremely strange.

Just outside this secret underground base, groups of wizards have occupied a large area of ​​land using Muggle-repelling spells.

Many facilities and equipment that are unheard of by traditional wizards are transported here in an endless stream.

Various facilities for protection and experiments have begun to be built, and researchers from various countries will arrive secretly one after another.

This will be a complex experiment and may take a long time.

Everything is unknown and perhaps dangerous.

So Dumbledore and Grindelwald cannot leave for the time being.

They must ensure the absolute safety of the scene, and then track down and search for traces of other monsters.

Dealing with this unknown creature is not a task that can be accomplished by one or two people or one or two organizations. Even if the news cannot be spread quickly to cause panic, all forces must be mobilized.