Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 424 The Prisoner of Time

Al-Kaim.

The moment the Jesus statue destroyed the Brazilian Ministry of Magic, the Holy Wall seemed to flicker due to the instability of its magic.

At the same time, the increase in magic concentration also gave the spear that had been trying to break through the Holy Wall's blockade a sudden boost. It immediately seized the moment when the barrier was unstable, mustered all its magic power, and thrust it downwards.

With a loud "clang!", a huge crack appeared on the barrier, which then shattered like glass.

With a whistling sound, the spear suddenly expanded hundreds of times, becoming like a giant pillar piercing straight towards the Spring Palace at the mountaintop.

At the same time, it shone brightly, and countless spears split from those points of light. Then, around the spears, winged angels gradually appeared. They held up those spears and swept down towards the wizarding holy city below.

On the terrace of the Spring Palace, Sophia looked up at the sky full of enemies, knowing that the time had come.

She looked at Mrs. Jaga beside her and said, "I'll leave the rest to you."

Mrs. Jaga's wrinkled face revealed no emotion. She sighed, "I'm already starting to regret helping you get this position. Otherwise, you wouldn't have to bear this fate."

"You yourself said it was fate," the Queen smiled. "But you don't need to be sad. I wasn't forced by fate, but rather I made my own choice after understanding my role."

"And I have no regrets."

As she spoke, she raised her left hand, and a gold ring suddenly flashed on her finger.

A surge of magical power was frantically drawn from the nodes of the magic network beneath the holy mountain. With a deafening roar, the holy mountain seemed to split open, and thick white mist billowed out from the crack, instantly covering the entire holy city.

The Spring Palace was shrouded in thick fog, and Sophia stood in that fog, unable to even see the ground beneath her feet.

She closed her eyes, ignoring the various inexplicable sounds around her, and took seven steps forward. When she opened her eyes, she found herself beside a vast lake. White mist swirled on the lake's surface. Although there was no sun, the sky was dazzling. On the opposite bank, the grass was lush and green, and flowers bloomed everywhere. In the distance, she could vaguely see an ancient castle standing atop the mountains.

A black boat slowly approached from the lake. The boat was empty, yet it moved on its own. As it drew closer, Sophia saw that the boat was covered with a velvet carpet and had bouquets placed on both sides.

Upon seeing the ship, she knew what she had to do. She took a step forward and entered the cabin, only to find herself in a deep, well-like space.

In the distant sky, a star slowly descends.

In the deep darkness, a crystal coffin stood before her, and a woman who looked exactly like her stepped out of the coffin.

The moment Sophia saw her, it was as if she were seeing a vast network of thousands of completely different timelines. Countless worlds and countless strange yet familiar memories flooded into her mind, making her feel dizzy for a moment.

However, as the woman took a step, most of the chaotic world was immediately shredded away, and the other person's figure became even thinner until he came in front of her. Then, the person's body suddenly dissipated and merged with her.

At the same time, all those countless timelines were cut off, leaving only the present world.

More than a thousand years of memories flooded her mind, and she witnessed more than a thousand years of history. She saw that the cycle of time was flowing back and forth with itself as the fulcrum.

Time is recorded, and the endless wave function collapses during observation, becoming an unalterable fact.

At this moment, she became both an observer and a bystander.

She is both fate and a prisoner.

"boom!"

An explosion seemed to have occurred at the center of the fog, and a dazzling golden light shone through it. The fog was dispelled, and a small golden chalice suddenly appeared in the air above the holy mountain.

The moment the Holy Grail appeared, it instantly expanded, growing from the size of a palm to half a person's height, and then continued to expand until it resembled a mountain, covering the heavens and the earth.

A tremendous force of absorption radiated from the Holy Grail, and the thousands of angels that were originally in the air suddenly exploded into a thin mist of blood, which, together with the spear in the center, became a thread of blood and was thrown into the Holy Grail.

Elsewhere, Odin had just transformed into a bolt of lightning, his body half-burnt and in a sorry state, yet he had still managed to escape from the explosion in the underground laboratory. But before he could even catch his breath, his body suddenly stiffened, and an invisible chain appeared between his chest and abdomen, dragging him away into the distance.

Brazil.

The giant stone statue that smashed the Brazilian Ministry of Magic, as well as the magical node there, was also stunned for a moment. A similar chain appeared in its body, dragging it into the air.

However, the magic node had been destroyed, and the binding force of the chains was much weaker than elsewhere. He struggled desperately for a few moments, then made up his mind to relinquish most of his divine power, letting the colossus be torn into a cloud of blood mist and taken away. He himself transformed into a small ball of blood light and flew out from the colossus, disappearing into the ground.

The same scene played out in several locations around the world, where gods who had just been resurrected through various means were all pulled back into the Holy Grail.

The Holy Grail shrank again and disappeared in the next instant.

A catastrophe that seemed destined to destroy the world suddenly vanished.

……

"The Colossus breached the Brazilian Ministry of Magic, causing the Brazilian Magic Network node to shatter," an analyst stated at the post-war debriefing. "To this day, there is still no sign of the magic node recovering."

"According to observations, the destruction of the magic nodes has caused chaos in the magic near Brazil. The power of wizard spells has been greatly enhanced, but their stability has become very poor, and their controllability has been greatly reduced."

"This phenomenon is regional; once you leave this area, the effect of the spell's disruption will disappear."

"However, it is worth noting that magical creatures and other magical beings are less affected by this disorder when using their own innate magic."

"What about the magic devices?" someone asked.

"The more sophisticated the magical instrument, the greater the impact, and the same applies to technological creations," the analyst said. "Simply put, the magic here has become more chaotic."

"It is conceivable that the more magic nodes are destroyed, the less effective the magic network will be in restraining magic, and the greater the level of magic and chaos will be worldwide."

"This isn't a big problem for magical creatures and gods who rely on instinct and use magic crudely, but it's a big problem for wizards and us."

"Therefore, the gods will dedicate themselves to destroying magical nodes, and once they do, much of our technology and magical techniques will be relegated to a century ago. At that time, we will be powerless against gods who can create miracles at will."

"Fortunately, this progress seems to have been temporarily halted. We have won this defensive battle, which should buy us some time."

"How much time can we buy?"

……

"At most, one year," said Lady Alkaim, Jaga.

"His Majesty told me that by doing this, she could at most buy you a year."

"Furthermore, from this day forward, you are the Emperor of Al-Kaim."

Murphy listened silently, gazing at Sophia, who lay on the bed in the palace as if fast asleep. "Did she leave any messages?"

"She said she had no regrets," Mrs. Jaga said. "And she said you will meet again."

(End of this chapter)