great-warnovel Chapter 417 The Ring of the End
Chapter 417 The Ring of the End
Chapter 417 The Ring of the End
Human mental energy is limited; even a great wizard cannot perform high-intensity multitasking operations simultaneously.
Hermione is currently using a massive weather spell to summon torrential rain, while simultaneously casting the power of All Curses End and the Great Rune for direct suppression, supplemented by the magic of the Radiant Stone. These operations have already consumed most of her energy, so trying to micromanage on multiple fronts and set up Order Seals from all directions would be a bit of a stretch.
Moreover, the consumption of magic power is also a terrifying figure.
Apart from Umbridge, the Firewatchers are all elites of the Umbridge Party. Their magical power is at least above average in the group. Of course, strictly speaking, Umbridge is not bad either, but his character is not commendable.
They are also skilled at joint spellcasting, just like their colleagues in the Fire Army. In such group operations, their strength far exceeds that of individuals fighting alone.
The gushing water quickly formed small pools in the fire, which were rapidly evaporated but replenished even faster.
The deep chanting echoed among the rising white steam, and black flames were projected into the mist, like demons and monsters.
The ever-growing water surface moved undisturbed by the wind, and the not-so-clear water transformed into horses, pythons, and birds, which cried out and galloped in one direction, leaving white streaks in the fire with their powerful flow.
The flowing river of fire was severed by the water waves. The water, containing the power of the end of all curses and the power of order, was like a sharp blade, severing its connection with the fiery serpent.
Soon, the rushing waves connected the various pools, forming a giant water ring that encircled the towering hydra.
As the chanting grew louder, the rotating water ring rose into a curtain-like structure, the water flow causing the air to swirl and sending steam into the sky, replenishing the rain clouds with water.
The anomaly below caught the attention of the nine-headed fire serpent, whose supply was suddenly cut off. It lowered its head to investigate and, upon discovering that a group of ants were causing trouble, it angrily opened its mouth, ready to spew out a burst of flames to burn them to death.
"Where are you looking!"
Hermione’s voice came from above, and the massive lightsaber, tens of meters long, gave the opponent no time to react, and slashed down!
Ignoring the consequences, the Hydra, despite possessing consciousness, lacked combat experience and all nine heads looked down simultaneously.
He treated Hermione as if she didn't exist.
If that's the case, then we must bear the consequences!
Zun Yikalia swept his hand across the path, leaving behind a beautiful fan-shaped blue afterimage in the air. The four enormous fire serpent heads separated in response, turning into patches of black flame and dissipating.
A wail and a roar came from the remaining five heads, as they called for the surrounding fiery flames to converge on them while struggling to regenerate new heads.
The liquid fire river surged with raging flames, crashing against the seemingly thin water wall, but with the supply from its various tributaries and the blessing of the Order Seal, even the fiercest fire could not burn it dry.
The smoldering beast, at the cost of shrinking in size, finally regained its complete form.
Enraged, it gathered its nine heads together, and the nine black flames twisted into one, forming a terrifying pillar of fire that was black with a hint of white, which it then spewed towards Hermione.
The temperature was truly astonishing. Even during the accumulation phase, Hermione, who was quite a distance away, felt her long hair was parched and dry. And this was under the torrential rain; the rising heat even showed a tendency to counteract the celestial phenomena.
Hermione simply gave up maintaining the Weather Charm, pointed her silver staff forward, and the ancient darkness was unsealed once more!
A dark pillar of fire rushed towards them, but an equally deep celestial body blocked its path.
An immense suction force pulled at the wisps of flame essence, bending and twisting the straight pillar of fire into a rotating, inward-curving ring of fire.
But this Fiery Blaze was truly terrifying. Even the forbidden technique that could devour energy and magic—Eternal Darkness—showed signs of instability and softening after consuming a large amount of flames.
"This is a flame that has touched the laws of nature," Hermione thought with a chill. The spark that Grindelwald threw away decades ago has evolved into what it is today. What about the Fiendfire that Grindelwald himself is now releasing with the support of the Great Runes?
It may not be as large in scale, but the quality will probably be even higher!
Fortunately, Hydra couldn't maintain such an attack for long. Seeing that it couldn't break through the dark celestial body's absorption, it simply stopped.
Hermione quickly retracted the Ancient Darkness and resealed it, but the scorching heat within it was already seeping out, a sign that it could no longer control its energy. Perhaps for a while, until it completely digested the Fiendfire inside, it could no longer be used to absorb magical attacks.
"Samir's Ice Storm!" Hermione shouted, looking down.
The next moment, the fire watchers aimed their wands at the Order Seal on the suitcase and poured all their magic into it.
The only magical structure pre-stored in the seal is activated.
The harsh winter, summoned by the power of order, brought with it an unquestionable order to freeze.
The swirling, sweeping ice crystal storm merged into a gigantic glacial tornado, gnawing at the Hydra's foundation from the bottom up.
The Flame Serpent, having just unleashed a fierce attack, was not even able to revel in its triumph before being ambushed again by the ants below. The soaring Ice Dragon Tornado kept scraping against its flames, draining its power.
The earth trembled slightly again; it was Hermione, who had lifted the entire Negro River up once more.
The golden thief stone at his waist supplied magic, and his golden phoenix feather cloak fluttered in the wind.
Like a giant dragon standing tall, Hermione stood above the water, watching the fire serpents that continuously spewed flames downwards.
This was an attack fueled by the fire-watchers using all their magic; it couldn't be burned away quickly enough, and that was the opportunity Hermione had created for herself.
The rising Negro River began to swirl, and the witch dipped the still-hot tip of her staff into the water. The great runes of order caused two shimmering rainbows to appear at the head of the water, like the eyes of a dragon.
The rapidly rotating water flow is like a drill bit, condensing into cold, sharp ice crystal cones at its tip, with ice crystals forming inside the river.
boom!
Without another word, the majestic floating river surged toward the black flame serpent, whose massive body was bound by the ice storm and unable to dodge.
hold head high!
With a scream that echoed through the sky, Glacier plunged into the center of the hydra's many long necks with unstoppable momentum, and the cold river water rushed into the wound.
The evaporating water vapor continued to spread outwards, and under the combined attack from above and below, the Flame Serpent was unable to move, and could only tremble and twist its head, screaming in agony.
Hermione stood on the water, watching the giant snake's body gradually crack open under the erosion of the glacier.
"That is—"
She saw a tiny symbol, glowing with black light, spinning and appearing at the center of the gradually collapsing infernal body.
A thought struck her, and she plunged into the water, following the current, rushing into the blazing core of the Fiery Blaze.
That symbol! It's exactly the same as Grindelwald's!
It reveals Grindelwald's great runes! It is a projection of the Dark Lord's power here! And this is the perfect opportunity to glimpse his power!
Closer! Even closer!
The glacier was rapidly melting into boiling water, forcing Hermione to not only maintain the flow but also dedicate more effort to increasing the power of her cold magic.
Finally, she approached the complete symbol that shimmered with black light. It wasn't the real Great Rune, but the projection was still valuable; the twisted, flame-shaped patterns exuded an aura of annihilation.
Burn to ashes! Destroy to the very end!
That was an end more desperate than death, the future where Grindelwald sat alone on the gray hill!