v2 Chapter 1122： Power of destruction (1/2)

After hearing the cracked sound, Ai Wen looked around and found himself in a strange state.

How to say, he is getting farther and farther from his body...

This description is strange, but he does see it drifting out of his body.

The soul is separated from the body and floats in the air.

Without physical restraint, Ai Wen felt like an unprecedented ease, like a phantom appearance, squeezed out of a very narrow rubber tube into an unfettered pool.

Gravity has lost its effect, and it is filled with magic to float him.

Under the effect of this kind of buoyancy, he floated in the air, a foot away from his body.

In this state, he can hear a lot of small sounds that are usually not heard.

It is the sound of magic running and colliding. It is very slight, but it is very clear. These are not heard under normal conditions.

At the same time, the scene he saw in front of him also became different.

Everything seems to have lost its entity, and instead consists of magical light of the same color.

The tiny magic particles in the air are constructed into a silver band of light, hundreds of feet wide, just like the Milky Way in summer nights.

They converge toward the statue of Slytherin and the location of Ai Wen, and they are constantly coming.

There are countless magics without interruptions, no stops, no end.

When the examples of magic collide with each other, a general-current sound is emitted.

The golden and silvery brilliance flashed out, and the flowers blossomed like a fire, and quickly dissipated.

The breathtaking beauty of the same amazing energy.

Ai Wen bowed his head and saw that his body standing on the altar also glowed brightly. It was a sign filled with countless magical powers. The light was pure and even dazzling. A dark blue light in the white light column was especially obvious. It was him. The color of the original magic.

In addition to the body of Ai Wen, who was filled with magic, Dumbledore had the strongest light on his body, and it was a dazzling gold.

Beside him, Carrex's body glowed red, but it was much darker and not as dense as Dumbledore.

The same red, Elaine's body is even darker than him, a little red, uneven distribution.

Hermione's magic is light blue, much stronger than Elaine, but far weaker than Dumbledore and Carresis.

Among the people in the place, the weakest is Riddle, only a hint of looming silver green.

It can be seen that there is still a light on his body connected to Dumbledore.

Just as Avon was preparing to observe it carefully, the emblem of the Slytherin family, which was green like a snake, suddenly entered his body.

This seems to be a signal, countless magical madness, and Avon sees himself getting closer and closer to Slytherin's illusion.

In a blink of an eye, he blended with it.

At that moment, he thought he was Slytherin, this is his will.

But Ai Wen still has his own thoughts, and he has not heard Slytherin speak to him.

He can clearly feel that the illusion that is integrated into his body becomes part of him, and countless flashing microscopic magic particles are attached, with the emblem of the Slytherin family as the core, he is building a new body by magic.