Chapter 54 Collecting Herbs in the Underworld, Ask Tom Again

Facing the unknown depth of the pitch-black doorway, even though they had known about this situation from the book, Clark and Hermione were still a little apprehensive.

However, no matter what, the water of the Styx River was a necessary material in their plan, so after hesitating for a moment, the two held hands and walked into the gate together.

Gray, gray, endless gray!

The earth is dark gray, and the sky is also gray-white. The whole world seems to be stripped of its dazzling colors the moment it steps through the door.

Clark raised his eyes and saw that the alchemy room, which was originally only a dozen square meters, had grown in size by an unknown number of times.

The black soil mixed with white bone fragments spread towards the sky, forming continuous hills.

In the low-lying area between the hills, a dark river that seems to absorb all the light, just like this quietly flowing, I don't know where it comes from, and I don't know where it goes.

And what Clark and the others were looking for happened to be on both sides of this dark river.

It was a large area of ​​manjusawa extending far away. The fiery red color was the only color in this gray and white world, like blood flowing on the ground, and like a flame rising to the sky, it was so bright and eye-catching.

Clark and the others didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurriedly ran towards the manjusawa. They knew that because of the magic ritual, this alchemy room had already overlapped with somewhere in the underworld at this moment.

This is the real underworld and the underworld, and that river is also the real Styx and the underworld.

The so-called Styx water refining formula in "Powerful Potion" is actually to open a magic ceremony leading to the underworld.

After all, how can the wizard's alchemy match up with the natural power of creation in this world.

The water of the Styx River here is the most authentic.

Of course, if they haven't left here before the end of time, they will be left in this dead place forever.

And this is why this ceremony was put in the restricted area.

Fortunately, the two of them were not far from the manjusawa, and there was no barrier in front of them. They just turned over the hills and the fiery red flowers were within reach.

But these were not what they were looking for,

Clark's eyes widened, and he carefully searched among the flowers, the monotonous red almost dazzled his eyes.

Fortunately, what they were looking for did not seem to be difficult to find, but in a short while, Clark found a black fruit among the fiery red flowers.

It was a small ball growing on a bare branch, about the size of a fist, and it was very conspicuous among the fiery red manjusawa.

Not far away, Hermione also found her target, a manjusawa fruit full of water from the Styx River.

The two rushed into the flowers without hesitation, and rushed towards the two fruits.

The flowers along the way were pushed away by them, and the fiery red spots withered instantly, turned into crystal light spots, and rose into the sky.

"Clark!"

Clark seemed to hear someone calling him behind him, the voice was so familiar, as if it was someone he knew.

Subconsciously, he wanted to turn around and answer, but in an instant he came back to his senses,

No, this is just the unique call of the dead in the underworld.

Clark quickly settled down, continued to bury his head, and marched towards the black fruit.

As he pushed down more and more manjushahuas, the calling behind him became louder and more familiar. He even heard his parents in the previous life calling his name heartbreakingly.

Clark had to use Occlumency to fake his own memory, and the shout behind him was replaced by Professor Lockhart's voice.

He rushed to the fruit all the way without any risk, and stretched out his hand to grab it. The cold touch penetrated through the rubber gloves, making him shiver.

Slap!

Fortunately, this thing is not difficult to pick, just a light break, the fruit fell from the branch.

Clark grabbed the fruit and didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly ran towards Hermione again.

Fortunately, she also followed Clark's teachings, kept her mouth shut, gritted her teeth and did not respond, and soon picked a manjusawa fruit.

The two joined together, and Clark took Hermione's hand, turned around and ran towards the door where he came.

Although it is impossible to tell the time in the underworld, they should not have exceeded an hour.

And the calls of the dead that had been lingering in their ears seemed to have slowed down and disappeared because they had touched the manjushahua bushes.

Holding the fruit, the two trotted over the hills all the way, and on the flat ground not far away, a glowing portal stood in the air.

"Clark, wait, I can't run anymore!"

Clark walked very fast, and Hermione couldn't keep up, so she called out to him, but Clark didn't respond to her, and even quickened her pace.

"Why are you running so fast, haven't we already obtained the potion?"

Hermione grumbled behind him.

Clark still ignored her. Through the door, they could already see the brightly lit living room on the other side!

Suddenly, Hermione tripped over a stone with an "oops".

Clark felt the pulling force from his hands, and was about to turn around to help her up, when he suddenly realized that there was only soft rot on the land of the underworld, so where did the stones come from?

so close! Clark's back was almost wet with cold sweat.

He didn't dare to delay any longer, and directly dragged Hermione, who fell to the ground, to run towards the door.

Hermione was pulled by his arm, dragged on the ground, and kept calling him, but this time Clark would not be fooled again.

Finally, the two of them rushed out of the door one after the other, and behind them, the temporary underworld space also disappeared into the dark vortex after a burst of flickering.

Only then did Clark turn his head and look at Hermione.

Fortunately, the other party was wearing a thick rubber protective suit, even if he dragged on the ground for a certain distance, he only suffered a little flesh injury.

But compared to the physical injury, the little girl's mental trauma is not light.

Even before taking off the hood of the protective suit, Clark could hear Hermione sobbing softly.

But the only good thing is that the girl didn't blame Clark for his violent behavior.

Instead, after calming down, she took off the headgear and offered to thank Clark.

"The situation was very complicated just now, I..."

Clark was about to explain when Hermione wiped away tears and interrupted him with a smile.

"It's okay, I know, 'The Return of Orpheus', I've been making up a lot of fairy tales lately."

Legend has it that in ancient Greece, there was a god son named Orpheus, who was distraught because his wife, the water god Eurydice, was bitten to death by a poisonous snake.

His father, the sun god Apollo, told Orpheus how to enter the underworld, so he came to the underworld, and moved the hard-hearted Hades through beautiful music and touching love.

Hades promised to let his wife back, and warned him that along the way, he must never look back at his lover.

In the end, because of turning back at the last moment when leaving the underworld, the lover failed to return to the world.

Although this is just a myth, as Nick Flamel told Clark, any myth that has been handed down in this world must have a deeper meaning behind it.

Therefore, when Clark dragged Hermione away in the underworld, he remembered this fairy tale, so he became ruthless and did not look back.

The two tidied up a little, and then looked at the two manjusawa fruits they had just picked.

After leaving the underworld, the two originally dark and cold fruits immediately lost their mysterious color.

The black peel began to lose its luster, and its volume began to shrink greatly, and finally turned into a small gray bead the size of a marble.

"Does this thing need to be processed again?" Hermione looked curiously at the two beads in Clark's hand.

Clark put them away.

"No, the water of the Styx in it will soon disappear in the material world, so when you use it, just bite it and swallow it."

After speaking, he looked at Voldemort's diary on the coffee table not far away. Naturally, Hermione also noticed his gaze, and suddenly hesitated.

"Clark, are we really going to do this? What if..."

Clark interrupted her with a wave of his hand, "Don't worry, I'm here, nothing happens."

As he spoke, he picked up the diary and went into the next room.

"You are finally here!"

As the diary was opened again, Tom Riddleton, who had been imprisoned for more than a month, was overjoyed and greeted Clark who had just entered.

However, when they met, Clark shouted to him with surprise: "I succeeded."

"What worked?"

Looking at the excited Clark, Tom Riddle was stunned.

"Pray to the gods... Ah, no, no, I mean I'm ready to perform the aptitude changing ceremony you mentioned."

Clark almost blurted out, and then seemed to suddenly come to his senses, and immediately changed the subject.

But who is Tom Riddle, he subconsciously used Legilimency just now.

Therefore, he judged that the few words Clark said earlier must be the truth.

Pray to the gods?

What god? Lucifer?

No, he just used the word "god", but now that the gods have disappeared, where does the word "god" come from?

Tom pondered secretly in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he followed Clark's words.

"Really, that's great, since you're ready, let's get started."

"What's the first step?"

Clark asked him, and Tom wasn't hiding anything.

"Before we talked about the three steps to change the affinity of magic, and the key point in these three steps is how to affect the soul.

Whether it is to weaken the stability of one's own soul, or to reshape and deform the soul, an external force is needed to influence it.

And this power is the soul of other people. "

"The souls of other people!"

??

Clark pretended to be shocked when he heard Tom's words. ??

"What happens to those whose souls have been taken???"

Tom looked at him and smiled, "Is there any need to ask? If the soul is gone, that person will die naturally. ????"

His voice was very indifferent, as if a dead person was no different from an ant.

Clark's face is full of struggles and hesitation, desire and conscience one after another, even the best actor at the Oscars has to bow down.

After a tough psychological struggle like this, he finally asked in a dry voice: "Is it okay to use a Muggle soul?"

Tom knew that the child in front of him had finally been defeated and started to take the first step towards degeneration.

He himself was this kind of person, and he had seen too many wizards who had the same experience and were tempted by power, so he didn't doubt him, and sneered.

"How can the filthy souls of Muggles compare with the souls of wizards? The essence of alchemy is equivalent exchange. If you want to change your aptitude, you have to sacrifice the life of another wizard."

Clark remained silent, and Tom Riddle only regarded him as acquiescing, and continued: "To completely strip out the soul, we need another thing."

He glanced at Clark, who was still silent, but not leaving, which was actually the best answer.

"Remember the secret room I told you before? After I caught the person who opened the secret room, I also found some amazing things in it.

Only that thing can completely strip the soul. "

Having said this, Tom stopped talking suddenly. He knew very well that if he wanted to change a person, he couldn't give too much pressure all at once.

Killing people is a very difficult decision. If you force it too much, it may have a counterproductive effect, making the hesitant Clark shrink back.

So he changed the subject and said, "Of course, that's for later. The most important thing right now is to pray to the Demon God first."

He waved his arms, and the statue of Lucifer appeared in front of the two of them again.

"Just as sculpting requires careful observation, shaping the soul is not something that can be done instantly.

You have to pray devoutly to the demon god first, and ask him to give you strength, and then use your soul to slowly contact, so that your soul will gradually be infected by higher-level power in this communication, and gradually become his. appearance.

When you can resonate with the demon god and the god image appears in your heart, you can start the next step. "

After speaking, he wanted to lead Clark to go forward to complete the first prayer, but Clark refused.

"No! I have better options."

As he spoke, he hesitated again, but Tom Riddle knew that this must be related to the problem he discovered at the beginning.

"What choice?" He used Legilimency again, and at the same time, somehow, a desire surged in his heart.

He knew that this was a reminder from his spirituality, and what Clark was about to say would definitely bring him a huge surprise.

Sure enough, after some hesitation, Clark finally said.

"That is the inventor of writing, the scribe of the gods, the god of wisdom, knowledge and magic—Oghma!"

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