great-warnovel Chapter 337 Moon Rune
Chapter 337 Moon Rune
Chapter 337 Moon Rune
On the water, which was dyed in gold and red, the four of them protected Maria in the middle and fought against the summoned spirit beasts.
Having just experienced a real battle, dealing with these wolves and mountain demons now is similar to dealing with werewolves and giants in real life.
The fire dragon is a bit troublesome, but they have already surrounded and killed the Shining Stone Dragon Smarag, so they are not too afraid.
"Maria, do you have a way to break free?" Draco's left hand transformed into a giant dragon claw, sweeping away the surrounding wolves.
"No, the Blood Moon's suppression on me is too strong," the werewolf said with difficulty. She was having a hard time maintaining her sanity. If it weren't for her unwavering faith in Hermione and the added boost from the Shadow Beast, an ordinary werewolf would have gone mad long ago.
Secondly, there's the binding effect of the crimson moonlight on her body. The invisible contract of the Shadow Beast allows her to share Hermione's light, but it also cannot stop the transmission of Hilmi's moonlight. She cannot break free on her own.
"Hang in there! Once we take down that fire dragon, the rest of the minions will be much easier to deal with!" Ron protected everyone from the other side, his cold-blooded short sword piercing the wolves that pounced on him like poison needles, turning them into deflated balloons.
Harry and Neville took the initiative, one engaging the fire dragon and the other distracting the troublesome trolls.
"Let me slay the dragon all by myself this time!" Harry shouted. The water beneath his feet seemed to come alive, transforming into waves that propelled him forward. He himself transformed into a fiery deer, leaping high into the air with the help of the surging waves, dodging the dragon's breath, and landing on its back.
The heavy chains kept pounding on the fire dragon's thin, long neck, forcing it to lie on the ground, where it looked like it was about to collapse.
Although only Harry underwent a significant transformation during the Battle of Hogwarts, this does not mean that the other children did not make progress.
They too ventured deep into the heart of the dangerous battle for their companions, holding out for a long time against the siege of werewolves and biphasic monsters.
Just like Neville now, the azure Kalia Swiftsword inflicted huge wounds on the legs of the trolls, and the mercury blades, sharp as fine threads, were unpredictable. He alone entangled these troll knights who wielded greatswords and would die if smashed or bumped.
"The Golden Moon and the Blood Moon are at war; we must rely on ourselves!"
Little did they know, the two people on the moon had already started chatting away.
"Although we've become great wizards, it seems we haven't obtained the Great Rune." Hermione and Hilmi confirmed each other's point.
Inside the two moons, there is only a similar, incomplete, hazy expanse, with lines that shift like moonlight.
"This is a gift from the moon, belonging to the laws of the Dark Moon—magic and miracles. However, it is not entirely in line with our original plan for Hermione. It was supposed to rely on the universal magic of this world, but due to various unforeseen circumstances, she still achieved her sublimation through the advancement of the moon form."
This meant she had returned to the path the Darkmoon had laid out for her. She even suspected that Greyback's arrival with a large number of werewolves, and Lily and Snape's battlefield Felix Felicis, were all part of a hidden arrangement of fate.
Perhaps it was all part of Darkmoon's scheme from the moment she first met Maria in the Weasel Village and first decided to eradicate the werewolf Hogg's clan.
But all of this is just speculation. Fate is too dark, and the stars mark everything. She is like a stubborn insect struggling in vain, and whatever she does only makes the gods laugh.
"Forget about it. It's a good thing that the Great Rune hasn't fully formed yet, isn't it? Maybe it means we still have a chance to reshape it into our own," Hilmi comforted her.
Hermione pondered, "But is it possible that the Archmage never possessed a complete Great Rune? After all, it represents a certain law, a personal elevation. How could it shape the laws of the world?"
"you mean?"
"Perhaps Dumbledore's great runes came from other sources, but he himself didn't know it?" Hermione suggested.
"Even possessing a Great Rune, isn't that a prerequisite for becoming a Grand Wizard?"
Just like in the borderlands, those who possess great runes are definitely demigods, but not all demigods possess great runes.
Weak as Grek with his limbs extended, he could be considered a demigod with the blessing of the Great Rune and his own bloodline, but Ni and Michaela, who were initially chosen as gods and for a long time afterward, did not have the Great Rune.
Ni briefly experienced her destined death after her own, and Michaela established her gentle laws, but these were not the foundation upon which they became gods.
Even the First King Gorgre, the Fire Giant, and the Dragon King Platons, who stand at the pinnacle of the borderlands in terms of rank and power, do not possess any great runes.
It is clear that this thing is only a necessary component to assemble the magic ring, and it is merely an aid on the path of personal advancement.
"So there's another reason behind Dumbledore's Great Rune?"
"He and Grindelwald were almost the brightest stars of the last era. If you put them in the border region, they might be equivalent to Marika and Rdagan?" Hermione guessed.
"Although they may not have an absolute will, perhaps the world will grant them something similar to a magic ring or a great rune?" A world with magic must have a certain degree of autonomy in its will, so it is quite reasonable to grant those who lead the era something similar to a great rune.
"It's a pity we didn't actually kill Voldemort, otherwise we could have dissected his soul and seen if he had any runes," Hilmi said with regret.
"But at least we have another reason to kill him, don't we?" he chuckled.
"The sample size is too small. Why doesn't this world have more great wizards, preferably enemies?"
"Hey, your idea is too dangerous!" Hermione interrupted him in time.
"Voldemort's matter is not over yet. After I get through this busy period, I need to find some time to go to Albania and completely wipe out his lair. How is that immortal being doing now? And what about the escaped Barty? We can't give them too much breathing room."
"Leave the teaching to me, I'll definitely do a great job!" Hermione could almost picture Hilmi patting his chest confidently.
"You can go directly to Professor McGonagall for school matters, or use your status to go to Beauxbatons and beg for money," Hermione said with a smile.
Hilmi is a great wizard, but as Hermione's half, strictly speaking, he doesn't even have a definite identity yet. His position at Hogwarts is inherited from his original self. When he goes out to cheat and take advantage, those merchants have nowhere to reason with him. They can't beat him in a fight, and they can't find the right person to reason with. They can only treat him as a plague god they've paid money to send away.