Vol 2 Chapter 465: Be careful

I don't know how much time has passed since the sacrifices were swallowed by flames, and the patterns in the flames were constantly moving.
The sacrifices kept trying new combinations, and the flames on the stone walls began to become unstable.
Perhaps they would release something extraordinary if they did this. Fanlin's mind was a little confused. He felt that there was a kind of eager power in his body. He seemed to feel something, even if Fanlin used magical power to calm the chains in his body. But it kept exuding that kind of cold magic.
This is the same kind of magic power as him. Fanlin is very clear about the source of this magic. He relies on the magic stone gradually, and the chains that need to be restored are also constantly drawing power. As early as Boothbarton, Fanlin had I feel that the chain has recovered.
Finally, the sacrifice found a viable combination, and the flames rose fiercely, and then in front of them, a vortex of flames seemed to swallow everything.
"Come in, I am here, this flame will not hurt you." Said the sacrificial priest, supplemented by the divine nature, the sacrificial priest seemed to have completely recovered, and his pale face became ruddy again.
"Of course, I'm not worried." Dumbledore nodded, he held the bone wand in his hand, and then he stepped in.
Fanlin felt a little cold in his body. After the door was opened, the cold air from the chains became more obvious.
He knew that they had to eliminate this thing, which had already appeared in their lives, so there was no possibility of avoiding these things.
They are wizards, so they should be dealt with by Muggles?
Fanlin thought his thoughts were a little ridiculous.
With a light touch on his chest, the ice wheel staff appeared in his hand completely, and he was in the best state now.
It is worth mentioning that Nicholas Lemay’s design is still very considerate. Fanlin can use this staff as a magic wand because it is weak. After all, the clumsiness of the staff is well known, and it is really too weird.
For some reason, Fanlin thought of Hermione.
He left the wand that took the trace away where Hermione was, it shouldn't be a surprise.
Fanlin thought in a random manner. It was all trivial things. He needed to relax. Having too many images in his head didn't seem to be a good thing.
Fanlin took a deep breath, Sirius had already walked in, and the priest was waiting for him at the door.
"Somewhat nervous?" the priest asked.
"No, I totally believe in you, I just feel a little irritable." Fanlin said as he stepped straight into the vortex of flames.
In fact, this is like a teleportation array, or a Floo fan. Fanlin only felt a little warm on his face, and then his feet touched the ground.
Compared with the fire outside, several people seemed to have returned to the time when they had just arrived in this world.
These gods are really interesting. Their method of sealing is to enclose one space in another, relying on countless layers of space barriers, and then depicting exclusive runes.
This place is also a piece of land, like a bubble, but fortunately, this space is not very big.
The joining of the sacrificial offering brought light to everyone, and his right hand was still burning with flames of divinity.
Dumbledore smiled, and he nodded lightly, and then, a burst of flame erupted from the bone wand.
With a light stroke of Dumbledore, the flame burned around the small space.
"Fire is the thing that humans first grasped to bring light, and it is also extremely powerful, capable of driving away darkness and beasts." Dumbledore said.
The flame quickly grew bigger, as if there was something burning on the ground.
But no one paid any attention to these changes, Fanlin's eyes were completely attracted by the temple in the middle.
"Welcome to Parthenon." The priest said that the temple here is no different from the Parthenon temple built by the wizards later. It can be said that the outside is a replica of here, and the Parthenon here is even more impressive. Gorgeous and ancient.
There seemed to be something wrong with Dumbledore's flames. A breeze blew from nowhere, and the flames burning around the small world became bright and dark.
This is not a normal phenomenon. Just like the outside, it is an absolutely dead space, and this wind is obviously created by someone.
Could it be said that the thing is not dead?
Fanlin was taken aback for a moment, and then he felt that his thoughts were really too ridiculous. If this thing died, then what else would they do.
"From now on, even if it is me, it is very likely that you will not have time to take care of your safety." Dumbledore said seriously, "Although this is very irresponsible, I still hope you can protect yourself."
"Please rest assured, Professor~EbookFREE.me~ Fanlin nodded, "If there is something wrong, I believe Sirius will definitely take me away as soon as possible. "
"Of course" Sirius said.
"Don't use apparitions, unless it is a last resort," Dumbledore said, "the space mezzanine here is the outer wall of flames. If you apparate rashly, you will easily be trapped inside. The power of those patterns."
"I'll remember." Fanlin nodded, and he looked at Sirius. Before he had time to learn Apparition, he obviously had to rely on Sirius when he needed to avoid it.
"Let's enter." Said the priest, his right hand only held the scepter, Fanlin felt a constant burst of power from the body of the priest, to be precise, from the arm of the priest.
Dumbledore's Bone Wand did not respond this time. It was just a weapon, a powerful weapon, and naturally, it was to be controlled by a wizard.
Several people walked cautiously to the central temple. They were extremely careful, for fear of touching something that shouldn't be touched.
Everyone's footsteps have become very slow, as if they are old, the brilliance of magic power is hidden on their own wands, and everyone is accumulating strength.
In fact, Parthenon does not have a gate. To be precise, the black hole that is not lit by the fire is like a behemoth that devours everything.
Fan Lin always had an illusion. He felt that he should stop. The more he walked forward, the stronger the thought became. Fan Lin's back was wet with sweat.
"Strengthen your faith." Dumbledore said, "You know what it is better than anyone else. It should be said that you have destroyed a part of him, the invaders from the void, I think we must fight. "