piratefiction Chapter 221 The Snake Monster
Chapter 221 The Snake Monster
Chapter 221 The Snake Monster
Wait a minute—this man in front of me knows about the basilisk!
He admitted that he found this place by following the tracks of the basilisk!
Riddle's gaze swept quickly across Lynch's face, which held a faint smile.
How could a wizard who knew there was a basilisk in the secret chamber, yet dared to come alone and even talk to me so confidently, treating me as a research subject, be without any precautions?
This deduction sent a chill down Riddle's spine.
The basilisk's gaze is "unsolvable" because a direct confrontation inevitably leads to death, but it is far from "invincible."
Putting aside the rooster's crow that could end his life, a truly powerful wizard has many ways to end the battle without looking directly into those demonic eyes.
What truly determines victory or defeat is never the monster's innate magic, but rather the wizard's knowledge, preparation, and adaptability.
Summoning the basilisk rashly may not only fail to defeat the opponent, but may also reveal the basilisk's location, rendering this trump card attack ineffective.
Don't act impulsively—at least, don't summon him when he's fully focused.
or...
Riddle's mind worked at an unprecedented speed, and an extremely bold and sinister plan instantly took shape—to turn the tables on them!
Since Lin Qi knew of the existence of the basilisk, he must have made preparations. So I might as well let things proceed according to his plan.
While he was focused on dealing with that beast, a wide-open door opened behind him!
Thinking this, he no longer hesitated. The translucent spirit abruptly turned towards the towering Slytherin statue, and with all its might, emitted that cold, hoarse hissing sound:
"Speak to me, Slytherin—the greatest of the four great masters of Hogwarts!"
"Boom—"
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The statue's gaping maw expanded, and in the dark passage, the chilling rustling of scales amplified abruptly. Two enormous, deadly yellow serpentine eyes shone like beacons from the abyss in the darkness.
"Kill him!" Riddle issued the concise and cruel command in his Parsleyan voice.
Just as Riddle's cold Parseltongue voice echoed through the Chamber of Secrets, and the Slytherin statue's gaping maw expanded, Lynch moved.
His movements were fluid and swift, without the slightest sign of panic, clearly indicating that he had been prepared.
With a flick of his arms, the seemingly ordinary black overcoat on his body detached itself as if it had a life of its own and slid off.
With a skillful flick of his wrist, the robe, like a black dragon, swept precisely across the space and instantly covered Harry, who was slumped on the ground.
The robe changed shape the instant it touched Harry.
It was no longer a soft fabric, but rather, like a living shadow, it rapidly extended and solidified, instantly forming an oval, mirror-smooth, jet-black solid barrier that completely enveloped Harry and part of the statue base he was leaning against.
This barrier not only prevents physical contact but can also withstand a certain degree of magical attack, effectively ensuring Harry's safety.
Almost at the same moment the barrier was formed, Lynch calmly closed his eyes.
The instant Lynch closed his eyes, a thick, lifelike gray mist surged forth from beneath his feet.
This mist was not water vapor; it was more like solidified magical energy, with a cold touch, spreading silently and rapidly in all directions. In the blink of an eye, it filled most of the space in the secret chamber, engulfing Lynch and the towering stone pillars.
At the same time, the basilisk's massive body had completely slid out of the pipe and fallen into the gray mist. Its scaly head was raised high, and its deadly yellow pupils swept across like searchlights, instantly locking onto the only living creature standing in the room—Lin Qi.
However, Lynch had already closed his eyes.
Vision, the most terrifying means of killing for this serpent monster, was directly severed.
Sight is deliberately cut off, but other senses are amplified to the extreme through the resonance of magic.
The pervasive gray fog became an extension of his senses. Every wisp of fog flowed like his invisible fingertips, meticulously outlining the basilisk's massive and cold silhouette, the subtle tremors of its scales rubbing together, and even the slight changes in air pressure generated when its muscles were straining. All of this was captured in his "perception" without any discrepancy.
Although his eyes were closed, the entire battlefield was clearer to him than when he observed it with his naked eyes, leaving no blind spots.
As the fog thickened, Lin Qi's figure became blurred and obscured.
The basilisk was clearly agitated by the sudden fog. It let out a low, teeth-grinding hiss and, relying on its heat and sense of smell, lunged at the spot where Lin Qi had been standing, moving with lightning speed!
But Lin Qi's figure was like a ghost in the gray fog. Just before the snake's head attacked, he silently slid to the side and back, precisely avoiding the fatal blow.
The basilisk's enormous head slammed into the ground, splashing up large amounts of black water and shattered stone fragments.
Lin Qi raised his palm, and an invisible magical barrier instantly condensed in front of him. The splashing water and shooting pebbles crashed against it, as if hitting a transparent wall, deflecting and sliding down, unable to advance an inch.
Meanwhile, Riddle seized the opportunity when the basilisk attacked Lynch, and his spirit appeared beside the fallen Lockhart.
On the ground, Lockhart's wand seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, suddenly flying up and landing in his seemingly illusory hand that could interfere with reality!
However, Riddle's expression was not good after receiving the wand.
His plan went awry.
Not only did Lin Qi manage to defuse the basilisk's stare, but the eerie gray fog also severely impaired his vision and senses, making it difficult for him to pinpoint Lin Qi's exact movement and the best opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
Riddle harbored resentment, but could only wait patiently.
He was waiting for the basilisk's next, even more ferocious attack. He believed that under the absolute suppression of strength and speed, Lynch could not dodge perfectly forever. As long as he hesitated even slightly, that would be the moment the wand would cast the killing curse!
Missing its first attack, the basilisk's thick tail swept fiercely towards the approximate location of Lin Qi, like a giant battering ram!
"boom!"
A stone pillar, so large it would take several people to encircle it, was struck by the snake's tail. The stone snake statue coiled around it instantly shattered, sending fragments flying and shaking the entire chamber. But Lin Qi's figure vanished before the snake's tail and body—it was merely an afterimage left behind!
His true form, like a weightless ghost, appeared a few meters away on the other side, concealed by the gray fog.
The basilisk, having missed its first attack, hissed angrily and used its heat and sense of smell to lock onto Lynch again.
Its massive head suddenly turned, and its gaping maw spewed out dark green venom, shooting it towards Lin Qi like a high-pressure water gun!
Wherever the venom passed, the black ground sizzled and hissed as it corroded, emitting pungent white smoke.
Lin Qi didn't take the hit head-on. He gently pushed off the damp ground with both feet, his body flying backward. At the same time, he spread his five fingers on his right hand and flicked it through the air at the ground covered with a thin layer of water!