"Me? Not Harry Potter? He is the one who defeated Voldemort"
"This is not a conflict. There can only be one between Harry Potter and Voldemort. In other words, Voldemort can only be killed by his own hands. But Voldemort is not a domestic animal left to be slaughtered, and he is not alone in defeating and
Killing is two different concepts."
Saint Modi walked to the altar and looked back at the two people
"I trust my own judgment. The centaurs trust warriors like you more than that young boy I have never met."
Hearing this, Ivey was slightly stunned. He had never regarded himself as so important. After being reborn here, he wanted to see the magic of the wizarding world with his own eyes. If he was strong, he could protect himself from Voldemort. As for world peace,
Of course, Harry is here to save the problem.
"The high priest came to me today just to tell me your prophecy?"
"Not only that. I have two more news, do you want to hear it?" Sage Modi said with a smile.
"It can't be a good one and a bad one~" This kind of vulgar plot, Ivey already knows the routine of it.
"Which one should I listen to first?" The saint nodded slightly.
"bad"
"The bad news is that the centaurs continue to remain neutral. They will not help you and will not participate in the fight."
"That's a good idea, but are you sure you can stay out of it?"
"No one can guarantee absolute safety. If necessary, the centaurs will not be afraid of any enemy. But their neutral attitude must be expressed first."
"Well - at least you don't have to worry about becoming enemies." Ivey said, "The good news is -"
"Although the centaurs will not help you fight against Voldemort, we are willing to help you."
"Oh! What do you say?"
"Look -" Sage Modi pointed to the sphere in the sky
Ivey looked in the direction and said, "What's wrong? There's nothing there? You want to give me this ball?"
"This is the soul of the centaurs' ancestors. If you are not afraid of being unable to get out, you can take it with you." The saint did not blame him for his rudeness. "The thing I want you to see is this -"
Saint Modi waved the high priest's scepter, and the inside of the soul of the ancestors began to surge like a tsunami. Amid the roiling waves, a dark golden arrow appeared, gradually flying out of the light group and hovering above the soul of the ancestors.
Ivey took a closer look. The arrow was made of metal and had a seamless structure without any connecting points. The arrow body was covered with black runes.
"The horse people's clan's sacred object, the arrow to destroy the devil"
“···”
"Why am I not surprised at all when I hear this name?"
"Horses are not good at those fancy things. The name directly shows its effect."
"Destroy the demon?"
"The Demon-Breaking Arrow is made of extremely precious titanium. Each arrow has been blessed by the high priests of all generations and has been tempered in the souls of the ancestors for a long time. This is a powerful wizard specially designed by the centaurs for the human world.
The gifts they prepared. In front of it, no matter how powerful the wizard is, they can only flee in panic - Voldemort is no exception. The centaurs tried their best to build only five in total, two of which were made by our tribe.
Take charge.”
"Can you just give me such an important thing?" Even if this treasure is not as important as the soul of the ancestors, it probably won't be too different. Ivey is afraid that he won't be able to get out even if he takes it.
"It's not given to you directly." Sage Modi dispelled his doubts. "The arrow to break the devil is the centaur's treasure. Even as the high priest, I have no right to give it to others."
"There are conditions"
"Of course! You need to pass the trial of the Ancestral Soul and become a warrior recognized by the Ancestral Soul, so that you can legitimately obtain the Demon-Breaking Arrow."
"Form of trial?"
"Fight. You need to fight with the remaining power of the high priests of the past generations in the souls of the ancestors. You don't need to win. As long as you can persist for five minutes, you will pass." Sage Modi said
"Five minutes? You seem to be underestimated," Ivey said rather self-deprecatingly.
"Mr. Shafik, please believe me, this is not an easy thing! As the prophecy of the centaurs, you will also be given a privilege. Miss Ethel can assist you, and the souls of the ancestors will not attack her."
Seeing that Ivey was silent, he added, "You can prepare first, and tell me when you're ready. Friendly reminder, this is a real battle, and someone will die if you are not careful. If you feel that you can't hold on, speak up immediately."
After saying that, Sage Modi stopped talking. Ivey didn't ask any questions either. He squatted down and thought.
"What are you thinking about?" Betty walked up to him.
"The Demon-Breaking Arrow is very important to me. With it, I can get rid of the embarrassing situation of lack of attacks." Ivey said softly.
"Do you need to be so nervous? The bone-hardening potion is, this time. It's just a prophecy. We have been in peace for so long." Betty knelt down and held his hand.
"When Voldemort returns, the countdown to peace will begin."
"What if I come back? I don't even dare to show my head, I can only instruct my men to sneak around."
"This is only temporary. But we must respond early, and we cannot wait until disaster strikes to think of resistance. As outsiders, the centaurs give up their clan's treasures based on just a prophecy. As parties involved, we must prepare in advance.
."
"You are only 11 years old. Don't be so extreme. Even if something happens, we don't need to bear it alone." Betty continued to persuade, "And this trial is not that simple! You should be able to feel the strength of Saint Modi. Since
That ancestral soul also contains the power of the high priest. Compared with the same direction, even if it is residual, what he just said is by no means alarmist. Besides, the power inside has been accumulated for who knows how long. It would be unwise to challenge rashly." Betty's mood became more and more intense.
Excited
"Betty!" Ivy stretched out his hands, held her shoulders, and looked into her eyes.
Eye to eye
"I know exactly what I am doing and I need you to support me" calm words came into my ears
Looking at his bright black eyes, Betty's attitude softened.
"Of course I will always support you"
After receiving a positive reply from her lover, Ivey smiled.
"Let's try it once"
"Um"
"High Priest"
The high priest who closed his eyes to meditate opened his eyes
"Are you ready?"
"Ready"
"Then I'll start summoning"
"Wait a minute" Ivy whispered "Betty"
"Light body technique, armor protection, aura, ice sealing armor, combat endurance" Betty stacked several layers of status for him.
"It's time to start," Ivey gathered a ball of energy in his hand and said to Sage Modi.
Sage Modi raised his priest's staff and struck it on the ground. The staff slowly lifted off his hand and rose into the air. A stream of cyan energy shot from the top to the soul of the ancestors. The soul of the ancestors expanded rapidly and scattered countless light bands around, and then inside
Gradually shrinking into a vortex. Under the starlight, the hilly space is like the northern aurora, very dreamy.
"Advent!" Saint Modi shouted. His eyes were also in sync with the state of the soul of the ancestors.
The command was shouted, and the cyan light strips that filled the space were attracted by the whirlpool. They converged below the sphere, condensing into a transparent cyan figure. His appearance could not be seen clearly. He was very tall, holding a one-handed war hammer.
"Be careful! Mr. Shafiq"
As soon as the high priest's voice sounded, Ivey rushed towards the phantom. Although the task was to persist for 5 minutes, in theory, it was most appropriate to keep distance to delay time. However, it was obviously unwise to give a high priest enough space to cast spells.
He raised his hand and waved, and the highly compressed energy ball came out.
"Petrified Armor"
The Ancestor Soul immediately raised his war hammer and cast a spell, and his body was instantly covered with a layer of rock.
Ivey's attack hit the abdomen of the Ancestral Soul. The impact of the energy mass caused the Ancestral Soul to slide backwards, its four hooves scratching long marks on the ground, and the dense violent air flow tore apart large rocks.
"Betty!"
"Coffin Binding Technique!"
A ray of orange-red light shot out from Betty's wand. The soul of the ancestors had just got a chance to breathe and was about to raise the hammer to cast a spell when a halo fell from the sky and bound him.
"Beautiful!" Ivy exclaimed in admiration. He took out his wand, and the magic power gathered at the tip of the wand.