Chapter 537: Entering the Ruins

Such was Caresius' strength, and it was enough to show how powerful the ancient sorcerers had been.

Obviously, no matter what treasures might be hidden in the ruins, he was not going to go in and discover them.

From a rational point of view, his cautious view was absolutely correct.

Faced with powerful unknown forces beyond his ability, it was best to stay away from them rather than make random contact. Otherwise, they might not even see their death coming.

But there was a premise in this matter. If Ivan had not contacted the god of evil, if Voldemort had not taken the statue of the god of evil, he would have followed Caresius' advice and left here. But now, he had no choice.

The most important object in the Temple, the statue of the evil god, had been removed. There should be no other major danger left in it....

From the memories of the ancestor of the centaurs, Okegiga, it appeared that he found no obstacle inside the building. He entered the center of the ruins very smoothly at that point, and did not even encounter the Manticore.

Moreover, there was one more point that made Ivan firmly believe in entering to check it out.

The Gryffindor himself had to know. Ever since he had shown him the memory of Okegiga in his illusion, he must have expected him to come to this place. There might be a way to defeat the evil god in these ancient relics.

It could not be something outside Ivan's ability to defeat. Otherwise, Gryffindor surely would not have told him about it.

Thinking about this, Ivan decided to act as planned.

"Thanks for your advice, Caresius, but I still want to go in and take a look. We'd better set a trap here, and get the Manticore out from inside. You control it and give me time. I'll be back in an hour," Ivan said, signaling Buckbeak to land.

"Hmph, if you want to die, I won't stop you!" Caresius looked at Ivan with cold eyes and said slowly:

"Remember, I'll only wait here for you for an hour. If you don't come back, I'll leave directly and won't inform anyone else."

Ivan did not reply. He took the packet from Caresius, jumped down from Buckbeak and began to set the trap.

The mud on the ground was soft, there wasn't much water, and it wasn't a swamp-like trap.

Ivan buried the triggering device for the trap that would capture the magical creature under the earth, and then piled the meat of the Colagancho on top of it. He also poured a bunch of potions on them, which had a certain anesthetic effect. Although he didn't know if it would work on the Manticore, he didn't think it was a bad idea to try them.

The Manticore had abundant feelings and superb linguistic ability, but her violent nature prevented her from thinking carefully.

Most of the time, he made decisions impulsively, obeyed his instinct and fell into traps.

Ivan climbed onto Buckbeak and they rose into the air again and waited in silence.

Before long, a huge red lion emerged from the entrance to the ruins.

It looked about Hagrid's size, and where a lion's face should originally have been, there was the face of a middle-aged man.

The head was surrounded by long red hair, and the ugly big nose on the face was the most striking thing, with the red eyes above it.

His eyes were as red as a vampire's, but they were not the deep red of Caresius, nor the lovely crimson of Elaine with her faint charm, but blood red, and full of rage.

Three rows of long, sharp fangs protruded from its mouth, indicating to all that it was not a human face. There were also two long black horns atop the Manticore's head. The horns were thick, round and curved backwards, like those of male gazelles.

But more accurately, it looked like an evil demon.

On either side of its ribs was a pair of cyan-colored wings. Having the ability to fly, there was no doubt that the Manticore was even more dangerous.

At the end of its tail was a deadly scorpion-like stinger, much larger than that of a normal scorpion stinger. It was as if it had been magnified by the Engorgio Enchantment. It glowed with a piercing green light and had a high toxicity. To be stung by it meant death in the blink of an eye....

The manticore, coming out of the ruins, did not see Ivan and Caresius. It saw the food and emitted a soft humming sound.

The sound is sweet and melodious, mixed with the distant magnetic whistling, with some magic.

This was his habit of catching and devouring prey. All the creatures that heard the humming plunged into it, unaware that death awaited them.

The Manticore that emerged from the ruins did not stop, but pounced directly on the pile of flesh piled up like a hill.

"Bingo!" said Ivan, delighted. Things were going better than he had expected.

The wand in Caresius' hand rose upward. The next second, six thick chains sprouted from the ground, waving in the air with the sound of slapping, from bottom to top, falling from the sky at great speed. The trap wrapped tightly around the Manticore who was enjoying the meal.

Suddenly attacked, the beast seemed to be a bit surprised, as if it did not understand what was happening.

When it saw the chains around it, a furious look came over its face.

His blue wings opened wide, and he began to emit terrible howls, flapping vigorously, trying to free himself from the grip of the chains.

Its muscles were tense, its eyes bulged outward, and its scorpion tail thrashed on the ground, breaking a huge shaft.

The chains were strained to the extreme, making a snapping sound.

The Manticore was extremely powerful, and rivaled the power of the magic chain. With a snap, one of the chains broke.

Ivan, who was sailing with Buckbeak, was a little surprised. This was terrible!

Those chains were as thick as his arms and very hard. They were even said to be suitable for facing the fire dragon. Ivan hadn't expected them to break so easily. It was clear that the Manticore was in a totally different league than any other magical creature he had ever witnessed.

"Leave the monster to me, you hurry up!" whispered Caresius.

He didn't seem to care that the chain had broken, and he turned and leapt off Buckbeak's back.

At that moment, a strange red and black circular arc of light flashed, his body disappeared into thin air, and then he appeared out of nowhere in front of the furious Manticore.

Compared to the huge Manticore, Caresius' tall body seemed very small. His pale face was expressionless and, pointing his wand forward, he uttered a curse.

The next second, countless tiny red chains appeared on the firmly trapped Manticore.

The Manticore, which had found its target, let out a terrible roar. Even though its entire body was entangled in the chains, it continued to wear them and rushed towards Caresius' front, wanting to tear him apart.

There was no time to worry about the battle between the two. After Caresius moved on, Ivan didn't stop.

He controlled Buckbeak to fly to the entrance of the ruins, not far away. It was a huge pothole that had been transformed into a nest by the Manticore.

The entrance was large and Ivan found it very easy to enter....