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Chapter 38 The Prisoner and the Demon King

"A very exquisite hidden curse!" Chen Ang sighed.

The sun shone on Chen Ang's fingertips when he touched the ancient castle gate, and a long shadow projected on the gate of the ancient castle. Chen Ang's palm gradually paralleled the gate of the ancient castle. The shadow of his hand poked out from the door, and his hand reached into the door, while the shadow of his hand reached out from the door and intersected with his fingers.

Chen Ang flipped his hand and exchanged positions with his shadow.

In front of him, the whole world suddenly flipped, and the shadow of the island where Azkaban was located suddenly became three-dimensional, and the island that was just sunny just now turned into a shadow instantly. Heavy rain poured down from Chen Ang's head, and the strong wind raged wildly. Chen Ang was on a small island that could only be called a reef. He turned around and saw no trace of the ghost ship he was riding on.

What appears in front of him now is the real Azkaban, hidden by an ancient hidden spell in an island in an introverted place on the North Sea. Some people divide the space here into two worlds with spells. What seems to be protected by the spell in the fog is only the Azkaban that represents the world. Only through the shadow can the real Azkaban enter.

A short shadow appeared at Chen Ang's feet, and Gulu walked out of the shadow.

This island is amazingly small, and the entire castle occupies 90% of its land. Azkaban is a triangular tower. The front of the tower collapses in a corner. Dementors are flying over it. Huge waves rushing to the base of the tower. It seems that it is always in a storm. The waves slapped the reefs under Chen Ang’s feet, and the splashing waves were showering behind Chen Ang’s back.

The dementors dancing wildly in the wind discovered Chen Ang's traces. They roared. This was the sound of the wind, and the dementors themselves would not make any sound. Chen Ang could only smell the rotten smell and the breath of death brought by the sea. They saw these black-robed monsters flying in the wind. Their empty bodies were wrapped in black cloth and swooped towards Chen Ang.

Gulu nervously pulled out his wand behind Chen Ang's back, and a bright white light at the head of his wand had begun to flash slightly.

"I didn't expect that the black wizard Bojin could learn to call God to protect him!" Chen Ang thought calmly, and then he inspired the real name given to him by Morgoth. At this time, the existence named "Chen Ang" gradually retracted back to the inside of his soul. The external belonging to Darth Morgoth replaced Chen Ang and became his body and outside.

At this time, a figure about three times taller than ordinary people appeared in the place where Chen Ang disappeared. His face was hidden in the darkness, with only a pair of light like a fiery eye, bright like a fire in the darkness.

The dementors who were swooping down towards Chen Ang, when they saw their eyes, they all made roars that seemed to vibrate their decayed vocal cords.

In the storm, the black-robed dementors who looked directly at these eyes made the last and first roar in their lives, and turned into a handful of black ashes in the wind and rain. The ashes were swept away by the storm in the blink of an eye.

In the land covered by Morgoth's power, it seemed as if the light around it was slowly losing. The dementors lost their power and had to land. Their black robes became weak and wet, and they were pulled on the ground. Morgoth easily absorbed their power and souls as if dark. Guru became smaller and smaller in front of Chen Ang who turned into Morgoth. He crawled on the ground in fear, because he felt that the figure in front of him was the source of all evil and darkness.

Rapastein felt as if he could not breathe, his brain was blank, and the heat between his mouth and nose was sucked away by the darkness. A numbness different from the dementor kiss gradually controlled him. From the outside, his skin was pale and he could see the blue-black blood vessels below.

In his blurred vision when he was suffocating, Rapastein, who was sticking on the fence, saw an indescribable figure, being released from the side.
Chapter completed!
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