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Chapter 443 Death

After being helped by Hermione to sit up, Ryan found that there was gray fog all around. Only where he and Hermione were now were there was no fog, as if a hemispherical protective shield enveloped the two of them.

"I saw you create a gray flame just now. Then the flame grew bigger and bigger under the influence of your spell and enveloped the two of us. Then the gray flame disappeared and we appeared here." Hermione gave a brief introduction.

What happened just now, but she was also confused about this situation.

"I think I probably know what's going on." After sitting for a while and feeling that he was almost recovered, Ryan helped Hermione stand up, then raised the hand with the ring and used the power of the ring to surround it.

Circled the two of them. A gray mist similar to the surrounding one emerged from the head of the wand and submerged into the surrounding ocean of gray mist.

As he cast his magic, the surrounding fog suddenly faded a lot. Hermione was shocked to find that they were now in a palace filled with fog and with a hard iron-grey floor! The few floor tiles before were only an insignificant part of this palace.

Hermione took two steps forward gently. From the touch of her feet, she could feel that the ground was very solid, just like a real stone. Looking around, a gray-black mist enveloped everything she could see, except where she was.

Outside the palace, she could not see anything except mist, as if this was a kingdom of mist.

Where is this? Hermione turned to look at Ryan, but Ryan couldn't figure out the situation at this time. He just tried to use life magic and the death part of Maoshan Taoism to communicate with the surroundings, and received a response. Now he is in this

The best proof was in the main hall. But he didn't see anything for communication here.

Because Ryan couldn't find anyone to communicate with, such as the God of Death that wizards said lived in the world of death. In desperation, he could only explore around, and found that everything around him seemed illusory, except for the things under his feet.

The floor is extremely solid.

He knelt down on one knee and looked at the ground through the light mist. Hermione quietly walked to his side and stood there, observing the surroundings vigilantly.

After opening the Yin Yang Eye, Ryan discovered that the gray floor tiles on the ground were not the plain floor tiles he had imagined before. Each floor tile had a few portraits carved on it. Men's, women's, older, younger,

There were even some that were not human. For example, Ryan saw an image that was obviously a centaur.

Each figure on the bricks is extremely simple, even crude, but these figures all depict an extremely vivid feeling, as if they are alive.

Have life? When this idea appeared in his mind, Ryan immediately thought of something. He stretched out his hand and touched a floor tile with a centaur painted on it.

In an instant, pictures appeared in Ryan's mind: he was born in a tall wooden house, and learned to stand up on four legs as a child. In his youth, he found his sweetheart and became a hunter in the tribe. The child

The birth and growth, the huge psychological blow caused by the departure of his lover when his temples were frosty, and the accidental coldness caused this old horse man to close his eyes forever in his house.

These images passed through Ryan's mind so fast that he didn't have time to see the details clearly. However, he still learned about the life of an old horseman and figured out what these bricks represented.

Souls, the souls of those who have died. Ryan thought for a while and touched a few more bricks. Those bricks will also appear in Ryan's mind. Memory images of the deceased. Some of them died like old horses.

Some died of murder, some died of accidents, and some died of the plague.

But regardless of gender, age, race and manner of death. The only thing they have in common is that they are all dead.

Normally Ryan would be very happy about coming to this mysterious and mysterious place. Being able to get in close contact with the rules of death is actually very helpful for him to master the rules. But now that Hermione is by his side, Ryan just wants to get out as soon as possible. Even if he doesn't

The extinguishing fire can provide sufficient defense, but the ubiquitous death rules around it will still affect two living people.

The Eternal Fire did prevent the power of death from infiltrating, but what Ryan didn't expect was that under the premise that the surroundings were surrounded by death rules, living people would be infected by the death rules as long as they saw, heard or even perceived them. What Ryan suffered

The impact is not big. Even if he only has a preliminary understanding of the power of the rules, he has the ability to eliminate the impact of this little death rule on himself, but Hermione is different.

"Don't wizards always say that there is a God of Death? Where is he now?" Ryan thought anxiously, because at this time he found that Hermione's breath began to seep into a faint, full of desolate feeling, and the look in her eyes also changed.

Starting to become a little sluggish.

Suddenly he had an epiphany, stood up, clasped his hands and began to pray to the God of Death in his heart. Sure enough, soon after, gray mist condensed in front of him. First his hair, then his head, then his neck, and all the way down his shoulders. The surrounding mist

One by one, they submerged into the human figure made of mist in front of them, as if human flesh and blood and bones constituted the human body.

Finally, the fog in the hall completely disappeared, and a person stood in front of Ryan and Hermione. This was a very beautiful girl, who looked like a Eurasian mixed race, but if you look closely, you can tell that she is a beauty.

Lane after sexual transformation.

This shouldn't be what the God of Death really looks like. Just as Ryan thought of this, the girl opposite spoke, and an indescribable deep voice echoed in the hall.

"This body is just for the convenience of communicating with you. I know that intelligent creatures often like to communicate with the opposite sex, so I created this image according to the appearance of the communicator."

"Are you the God of Death?" Ryan asked hesitantly. He had never known that there were gods in the world of Harry Potter before.

"No, I'm just the Grim Reaper you imagined in your mind, just like everything around you. But in this place, fantasy and reality can be interchanged." The girl opposite said, and only then did Ryan realize that everything around him was frozen.

, as if it were embedded in a huge piece of amber.

After asking a few questions, Ryan discovered that the God of Death in front of him was not some kind of god with a self-personality, but just a set system that would only respond to certain questions.

This shows that there are no personal gods in this world, and the so-called God of Death is just a name for the embodiment of these rules of death. The three-piece Deathly Hallows set was probably made by a powerful wizard after mastering the rules of death.

The saying that one can conquer death by collecting the magic props produced by the Deathly Hallows should refer to the knowledge about the rules of death that can be obtained from the Deathly Hallows.

Ryan thought of this and said bluntly: "I hope to leave here with my companions. What should I do?"

"As long as you pay the price." The God of Death in front of him said unexpectedly. "It's just that your price is much higher than that of your companion. After all, you have touched the edge of the rules, and she is just an ordinary wizard.

."

"Can you tell me what the price is?" Ryan asked.

"Your companion only needs something equivalent to a life, and you need something that can contain the rules of life." The Death God opposite said expressionlessly. "And these things cannot come from other worlds."

Just after saying this, the God of Death in front of him suddenly froze for a moment, and then said to Ryan: "You only need something that can contain the rules of life, because your companion chose to use the power of a life as a bargaining chip to exchange everything about her.

Entrusted to you, you can now be considered one in my eyes."

At this point, the God of Death said again: "Since your companion has already brought out more than she asked for, I will provide you with everything you need, except life itself."

After finishing speaking, the God of Death nodded and disappeared, and everything around him resumed flowing. Only a scale remained in place. One end of the sky was raised high in the sky, and the other end was a gray translucent

Small ball. Through the small ball, Ryan could see the shadows of himself and Hermione inside. It seemed that the God of Death meant that he could get out as long as he balanced both sides.


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