Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil.

Puni chanted the double incantation in a deep voice, and two extremely destructive magic beams burst forth from the tip of his staff. The pure white magic aura, carrying extremely strong corrosive and destructive power, rushed straight towards the thousand-year-old serpent monster with the momentum of tearing through the air, so fast that there was almost no room for evasion.

The fact that Puni had remained behind and refrained from making any rash moves was not because he was powerless, but because he had been secretly accumulating and storing up his own magical power.

Taking advantage of the brief moment of confrontation with the basilisk, he continuously compressed and condensed the magic power within his body, eliminating all excess magic power from leaking out, all in order to push the power of these two attacks to the peak of his current state.

Moreover, at the moment the spell was released, Puni was still precisely controlling the trajectory of the two beams of light, using precise magic to fine-tune and lock onto the basilisk's body, blocking all its evasive paths of sidestepping, retreating, or deviating, completely locking down conventional evasion methods.

But what happened next completely exceeded Puni's expectations.

Faced with two deadly spells powerful enough to severely injure a giant beast, the thousand-year-old serpent monster showed no intention of dodging.

It abandoned all defensive and evasive maneuvers, focusing solely on maximizing the speed of its internal breathing, forcibly activating its power channels to expel the prey stored within its body, attempting to intercept magical attacks in the most direct way.

At this moment, the height of the basilisk's forebody standing upright has exceeded six meters, and its body size is extremely terrifying.

Just as the two beams of white light were about to strike it, it finally spat out a huge, strange object, which precisely blocked the trajectory of the first spell, thus taking the brunt of the devastating magical impact.

This spit-out mass, which is considered relatively "small," is only relative to the overall bulge in the basilisk's abdomen.

When viewed separately, the compacted body of the prey is extremely large, comparable in size to a standard bedroom, and is thick and dense.

The ultimate magical destructive power was instantly unleashed upon the prey's body, and the two forces collided and canceled each other out in an instant.

The surging magic exploded through layers of light and mist, instantly tearing apart the heavy body of the prey, sending fragments flying everywhere.

Amidst the shattered remains, several pieces of hard chitinous shell and numerous thick, sharp pincers fell one after another, landing on the stone ground with a heavy thud.

Puni immediately recognized the ownership of the remains, confirming his guess that the basilisk had been hunting giant demonic spiders in the Forbidden Forest, and judging from the number of remaining limbs, there were definitely more than just one or two.

The power of the first spell was completely blocked and neutralized, failing to touch the basilisk in the slightest. Only another pure white beam of light broke through the smoke and dust, accurately striking the basilisk's forehead.

Puni's original aim was the basilisk's eyes, intending to disable its deadly gaze ability.

But at the last moment, the basilisk slightly turned its head, relying on its millennia-old fighting instincts to avoid a fatal blow, barely managing to get its eyes out of the attack range.

Ultimately, the spell, brimming with peak magical power, landed entirely on the top of its head.

The expected severe damage did not occur.

The basilisk's hard, petrified scales provided unimaginable defense; even the most extreme magical erosion had only a negligible effect on it.

The only visible damage was to the tuft of flamboyant, striking, and extremely intimidating scarlet crest on its head, which was completely torn apart and shattered by the magic, falling off in large swaths and becoming messy and disheveled, no longer possessing its previous upright and ferocious posture.

If we were to make a human-like comparison, the basilisk's current state would be equivalent to having its iconic crest feathers blasted off its head.

Looking at the other person's unharmed body and the only remaining damage to its appearance, a bizarre yet realistic thought flashed through Puni's mind.

The well-known rule is always this: when a living being sheds its external adornments and discards superfluous physical enhancements, it often means that its true strength is about to be completely unleashed.

With its crest completely shattered, the basilisk monster is likely even more troublesome and powerful than before.

The basilisk spewed out a large amount of undigested prey that had accumulated in its throat in batches, as it mobilized all its muscles.

Huge chunks of prey remains, like high-speed projectiles, were blasted out of the snake's mouth one after another, scattering and bombarding the airspace ahead, covering a large area of ​​the battle zone.

At this moment, Puni had already changed his position, his feet firmly resting on Puni's broad shoulders, occupying an excellent high-altitude view, and coordinating and commanding all of Puni's combat actions throughout the entire battle, firmly controlling the initiative in the whole battle.

In response to the basilisk's wide-range attack of spraying prey, Puni devised a meticulous defense plan.

He commanded Puni to continuously spew out high-temperature dragon flames, scorching all the remains of flying prey over a wide area, striving to burn all the debris completely.

For some large, highly fire-resistant body fragments that could not be burned completely in an instant, Puni would personally cast spells to forcefully blast them away with precise incantations, eliminating any residue.

The core objective of the entire defensive tactic is to completely isolate Puni from all contact with the remains of these prey, giving him no chance to get contaminated.

Puni was well aware of the deadly risks involved.

Most snake venom is essentially a secretion from special digestive glands, possessing extremely strong corrosiveness and toxicity. However, the Thousand-Year-Old Serpent Monster's constitution far surpasses that of ordinary demonized snakes, and its digestive fluids are an extremely concentrated and highly toxic medium, with terrifying levels of contamination and lethality.

If Puni's body comes into contact with these remains soaked in highly toxic digestive fluids, it will inevitably cause severe poisoning.

Puni has extremely limited top-tier antidote resources, with only a small amount of Phoenix Tears in reserve, which is far from enough to help him neutralize such extreme snake venom. He absolutely dares not gamble with his life.

Therefore, completely incinerating and isolating all sources of pollution is the only safe option at present.

While methodically directing the defense and continuously clearing the wreckage, Puni, with his keen eyesight, clearly noticed many unusual bodily tissues among the scattered debris, which surprised him.

One of the thick, sturdy limbs belongs to the thigh tissue of the Forbidden Forest Giant, with thick, rough skin and flesh, retaining the unique physical characteristics of the giant.

This also means that trolls still lurk deep within the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts and have not been completely eradicated.

In addition, there was a section of the lower half of the centaur's body, the surface skin and flesh of which had long been corroded away by strong acid, with the bones exposed and broken.

Even more strangely, the soul fluctuations of this fragment had not completely dissipated; a faint life force remained, indicating that it was in a dying state of survival rather than completely perishing.

What shocked Puni the most was a highly recognizable snow-white body fragment.

Those were the body parts of a unicorn; its once clean and magnificent tail feathers and tail flesh had long been corroded away, leaving only a tattered torso.

Gazing at the remains, Puni couldn't help but ponder. Unicorn blood carries ancient blessings and a curse of destiny. The basilisk has been devouring such sacred creatures for a long time; he wondered if it might be tainted by the bloodline curse, negatively impacting its own condition.

After several rounds of spraying, the basilisk completely emptied its belly of all the prey stored up inside.

Having shed the burden of its full state, its bloated body quickly shrank and recovered, its lines becoming smooth and firm, completely restoring its lightest and most explosive original form, and its overall combat power instantly returned to its peak level.

The moment its form returned to normal, the basilisk did not pause for a moment and immediately launched a second attack, turning its massive body and charging at full speed toward Puni.

Its tactical intent is very clear: it no longer relies on long-range jets and tail whips, but intends to entangle and restrain its opponent at close range.

The constricting power of snakes is already extremely terrifying. With the size of this thousand-year-old behemoth, once it completes its full-body coiling and locking, it is enough to instantly crush the heavily injured Puni.

Having discerned the opponent's tactics, Puni immediately gave the order to counterattack, instructing Puni to retaliate using the opponent's offensive methods.

Puni summoned a giant dragon.

The dragon understood the command, and its tail, after gathering power, suddenly swept horizontally, lashing forward with immense force.

The serpent monster, which had just approached and hadn't even had a chance to bite or tear, was hit head-on by this powerful tail strike, and its massive body instantly went out of control and flew backward.

As it flew backward, the basilisk endured the pain of the impact and once again mobilized its tail muscles to swing its long tail a second time, attempting to use the force to launch a sneak attack on Puni's side opening.

But Puni kept a close eye on all its movements, anticipated the attack trajectory in advance, and immediately commanded the dragon to dodge to the side, perfectly avoiding this unexpected second attack.

In the lull between offense and defense, Puni continuously coordinated the dragon's movement and counterattack rhythm while constantly waving his wand, releasing various offensive spells to actively suppress the basilisk's counterattack momentum.

Regardless of the strength or attributes of the spells he released, all the magical beams that struck the basilisk's thick, dark green scales were deflected by the hard scales and could not penetrate to cause any damage.

The layers upon layers of ancient scales seemed to possess a magical insulating effect, capable of resisting the erosion and impact of most standard magic.

Looking back at all the attacks in the entire battle, the two compressed and charged shattering spells were the most effective attacks at this stage. Even though they failed to seriously injure the opponent, only those two spells broke through part of the scales' defense, causing visible damage. All the other spells were ineffective.

As Puni gazed at the thousand-year-old serpent monster with its indestructible scales, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of emotion.

The beast's current state truly befits its title as the strongest combat force in the secret chamber.

His extraordinary magic resistance made him virtually immune to the vast majority of attacks, effectively blocking and dispelling all of his conventional spells.

The root cause of this stalemate is ultimately the limited cultivation foundation of a first-year wizard.

At this stage, the maximum amount of magic power that can be used, the power of spells, and the means of casting are all extremely limited. When facing such an ancient and powerful monster, these shortcomings are magnified infinitely.

He secretly speculated that if Dumbledore had been here in person, this domineering basilisk would never have dared to withstand all magical attacks and crush him head-on without a scratch, just like it does now.

Faced with the offensive of a top-tier powerhouse, it will inevitably choose to evade and defend, daring not to be the slightest bit overconfident.

Puni's thoughts raced, and he couldn't help but recall the basilisk's molting skin, a deep sense of doubt rising in his heart.

Why did this once-powerful and almost unbreakable magically defenseless behemoth suddenly become so vulnerable during its molting phase that its eye defenses were pierced by the phoenix's claws, and it was ultimately killed by Harry with the Gryffindor sword, which he had not yet mastered?

The molting mechanism significantly weakened the basilisk's overall strength far beyond his expectations, enough to bring a top-tier ancient monster down from its pedestal and reduce it to a state where it could be defeated by mortals.

With conventional magic methods completely ineffective and conventional summoned forces unable to enter the fray, a direct confrontation would only deplete their own resources, leading to a complete stalemate in the battle.

Without much hesitation, Puni immediately decided to use his trump card.

Holy Light Spirit!

He mobilized the primordial magic within his body and directly summoned the Holy Light Spirit that had been nurtured in the Enlightenment Sacred Realm.

This is a special ability that he rarely uses, mainly because of the form of the prop itself.

The Spirit of Holy Light is an exquisite doll modeled after a human girl. Its soft and adorable appearance is extremely inconsistent with his usual calm and cold demeanor. He rarely reveals this trump card to outsiders.

Swish!

A thin mist of holy magic condensed on Puni's shoulder, and a small, exquisite doll suddenly appeared, settling steadily on his shoulder. Ancient spell patterns flashed across the doll's surface, and holy light slowly flowed around it.

The moment it broke free from its seal, the Holy Light Spirit's eyes lit up with tiny glimmers of light.

Puni pointed directly to the current battle situation and decisively issued combat orders.

"Immediately unleash your exclusive Holy Light to burn the basilisk in front of you."

Strands of dark and obscure special holy magic emanated from the doll's small body, causing the air in the entire area to become stagnant and oppressive.

After several rounds of attack and defense, and having just emptied its belly of prey, the snake monster's vision was already greatly impaired, leaving it almost blind.

It vaguely sensed a small, unknown object approaching it, but could not accurately discern the shape of the approaching person or the level of threat, and instinctively triggered a defensive counterattack.

The thick, powerful tail suddenly swept out, carrying a fierce gust of wind that accurately struck the suspended Holy Light Spirit. The petite doll's body was no match for such immense force and was instantly slammed to the ground.

Chapter 131 Killing the Snake Monster!

A dull thud echoed as the hard stone ground was blasted into a shallow, neat crater. The rubble around the crater cracked finely. This powerful blow, enough to severely injure an ordinary monster, caused no real damage to the Spirit of Holy Light.

The moment it landed, the complete Holy Light Burning was fully formed and took effect.

This secret technique is triggered by the caster's spiritual foundation. It forcibly suppresses the target's physical explosive power and magic efficiency based on Puni's intelligence limit, weakening the opponent's attack strength and magic energy storage in all aspects.

Holy light silently permeated the basilisk's body, precisely targeting its physical form and magical core.

The serpent monster, which had been launching a fierce and explosive attack just a moment ago, suddenly tensed up, and the surging, violent magic around it abruptly weakened, as if its continuous power had been invisibly drained away.

An extreme sense of fatigue and burning sensation swept over its entire body, causing its originally swift movements to become noticeably sluggish, its fierce offensive momentum to diminish significantly, and its explosive power at its peak to plummet.

The basilisk's massive head swayed slightly, its eyes filled with confusion and ferocity.

Unable to comprehend the sudden change in its own state, it instinctively felt doubt.

Having just completely emptied its belly of prey and freed itself from the constraints of its body, it should be in better condition, more ferocious, and stronger in combat. It should not be in such a weak and powerless state.

After a brief pause and stalemate of two or three seconds, the beast's fighting instincts overwhelmed the physical discomfort.

The basilisk forcibly suppressed its exhaustion and weakness, twisted its massive body again, and pounced on Puni in front of it, still not giving up its intention to hunt.

Puni, high in the air, took in the whole scene, his brows furrowing slightly.