[HP] Devil is alive

"Luce, you have to act like a Malfoy..."

"Protect your family."

"Mia... my baby..."

"Ah—" Messiah sat up suddenly, unable to tell whether it was dizziness or something, which made him pull his hair tightly in the next second.The big mouthfuls of breathing still couldn't stop the indescribable feeling of suffocation.

The man woke up immediately, wrapped his arms around the boy's trembling shoulders, gently and firmly opened his fingers, and called out his name.The boy turned around and hugged him tightly, grabbing the man's nightgown like a life-saving straw.They hugged each other like this, warming each other as if they were still young, but they didn't want to let go of the pain and hugged each other tightly.

Why didn't you hold him so tightly?

Why didn't he try his best to keep him?

The words the man whispered in his ear were too messy to remember clearly. Messiah touched the chain he had hidden under his clothes. Somehow he remembered that it was the Xin Deo necklace he gave to the man casually. wear it all the time.And at this time, this has become a tool used by men to save them.

Xin Deo, the classic work of the great alchemist Nick, the magic vines that are perfectly integrated with the soil will wrap the person safely like a silk cocoon, impenetrable by water and fire.In addition to being unable to move at will, its concealment performance is almost comparable to that of an invisibility cloak.However, the so-called invulnerability to fire and water is defined by Nick according to his first subject, the level of the defense mechanism is directly related to the magic power of the user, and Nick's first subject was Voldemort.

"As soon as Xindao's time is over, Luce, immediately take Mia back to Endless City."

"You are not allowed to see anything, and you are not allowed to turn your head. Leave as quickly as you can." Even if the monster is only a little away from you, you must believe that Dad can hold him back.

They threw thick towels into the fairy spring, mixed with the magical soil and spring water, and wrapped the boy who was about to wake up layer by layer, making him look like a silkworm baby with only a head left, fat more than one lap.

"Okay, wrapping it again will affect your speed." Abraxas carefully inspected Messiah's towel, for fear that if one of them didn't pay attention, all previous efforts would be wasted.The time was so tight that sweat rolled off their smooth skin and stuck to their hair, making their complexions a fiery red.Lucius saw his father's hands trembling, and he was trembling too. At this moment, he realized very clearly that there are always some things and some people, even if they give up everything including life, they will not regret it.Perhaps one day, he will follow his father's path and make a similar choice as his father. In his heart, apart from his reluctance to his relatives, there is only deep love and firmness.

"I love you."

As the man spoke, the temperature around him suddenly dropped.The surroundings became silent and serene, like a strong fortress that someone forged with his heart, and nothing could threaten them.

—Abra, what reward do you want?

——Isn’t immortality a great temptation for human beings?

In the long history of the Malfoy family, some people have been given the chance to live forever, but no one has made such a choice.

Compared with eternal life, they seem to be more willing to see the brilliance of their children and grandchildren, and in this brilliance, they sleep with their pride as elders.A long time will cool the passion, the courage will be lost in too much thinking, and the opportunities will often slip away in hesitation, and slowly it will become a pool of stagnant water, falling into the embarrassment of being unable to get up or down.

It's early days, but Abraxas firmly believes that his Lucius will not disappoint, and the Messiah will not stand idly by.They brothers will support each other and go on, but dear Heber...

The cave is getting hotter and hotter, from the outside to the inside to the outside.The plants withered and burned quickly, the air was so dry that there was no water vapor, the cracks on the dry ground extended to the rocks, and in the swaying light, a floating shadow appeared.

"The stupid human beings inside should be punished! My warriors, you only need to bring out one living creature, and that is our Son of God!" There seemed to be a ruthless smile on the face made of Vulcan's magma. He waved the flaming spear, and the fire element became frenzied like a stimulant, rushing into the cave recklessly.

In this world, there is only one "human being" who is his opponent, but if possible, he really wants to kill him with his own hands.That evil soul who repeatedly blasphemes the gods, only the deepest and coldest abyss is his proper destination.Vulcan thought of that person's eyes, which were bloody red, but infused with a color that shouldn't belong to him. The fallen god son actually gave him the eye of truth!

Vulcan stood quietly in mid-air, and his natural sensitivity to the fire element told him that there was a group of powerful and evil elements in the cave, which was very similar to that man.He will not make the same mistake again, this place is not their world, there is no Templar Knights and Priests waiting for his orders, but it doesn't matter, enough fire elements are enough to wear them down.As long as he brings back the Messiah as quickly as possible, he is protecting the continent he guards to the greatest extent.

The unreconciled "cracking" sound of the plants gradually subsided, the sound of flapping wings and dragging sound occupied the entire cave, and the dull and crazy fire elementals didn't care what was in front of them, a strange big bird?They only know that this is the enemy - kill him, this is the only will they have.

——You can mention something else, after all, this task is really difficult for you.

The man with the blood eyes said, his expression softened rarely. Of course, this was not directed at him, Abraxas knew very well.So there's no need to annoy others when Lord is finally in a good mood, right?Malfoy had never been one to wink.

Abraxas thought it would be difficult to come up with a "wish" that was somewhat difficult, at least in line with Voldemort's reward standard this time, but in fact, he thought of it almost subconsciously—that seemingly unreliable prophecy.Maybe subconsciously Abraxas still believed something, there seemed to be a curse in Malfoy's blood, at least in Abraxas's memory, no generation had two children.He had briefly doubted whether it was right to have a second child, even after the prophecy had already been made.This question only lingered in Abraxas's mind for a few seconds before being dismissed. This is probably the obsession Abraxas had when he was a child. A brother of the same blood, the temptation is really great.Parents always hope that their children can get the things they don't have but think they are precious, so as to dispel this regret in the next generation.

He asked Voldemort for blood.A long time ago, a stream of blood was injected into the body of the Malfoy family, and it settled in the blood as if sleeping peacefully, and the family tree couldn't tell where it got this bloodline from.People guessed from the platinum hair color of the Malfoy family that it might be the blood of some kind of magical creature, who knows.But what is certain is that this bloodline has brought many benefits to Malfoy. In addition to the iconic platinum-blonde hair color, the magic power of each generation of Malfoy is more or less stronger than that of purebloods from other families.In the long family history, even the eternally pure Black has had squibs, but the Malfoy family has never appeared, and even the magic riot will never happen.The only flaw, I am afraid, is that only one child is born in each generation...

This mysterious blood in Abraxas is the only one that has been fully awakened throughout the ages. No one except Voldemort knows this. Even Heber, who is closest to him, Abraxas didn't say it because he didn't want her to worry. .Worried that the human body would not be able to withstand such a heavy pressure, Voldemort thoughtfully transformed it into an Animagus similar to himself - a platinum phoenix.This must be Lord's bad taste.

When Lucius practiced Animagus, Abraxas regretted it a little. If it hadn't changed, the Animagus of their father and son would have a tacit understanding that they were all unicorns.

Abraxas thought about it bitterly, recalling the past bit by bit, it seems that it can relieve the severe pain on his body a lot.If the flames around Vulcan are the manifestation of the innate energy of his soul, the flame of Abraxas that can compete with him when it burns to its peak is the fire of life fueled by the soul .

After burning to the climax...

Voldemort thought that unless Abraxas wanted to turn against him, he wouldn't need to ignite this flame with his own life.

This force is too strong. From the very beginning, it seems to be pulling people's nerves, pulling out the muscles and bones, reorganizing in the burning, and then pulling out, burning, and reorganizing.You can think of it as evil, because eventually the soul will also be reduced to ashes in this karmic fire.But Abraxas guaranteed with the aesthetics of his Patriarch Malfoy that the fire was actually beautiful, whether it was in appearance or power, and in the end, it would protect his two children to return home safely, and that was enough.

The phoenix bird's wings fanned the blackened flames due to burning to the extreme, causing them to devour them and fight with the monsters in front of them.He had cleared a clearing, and it was still growing, like a garden that a simple father has planted for his children, to grow at last the roses of hope and life.

Vulcan knew from his "sister" that Voldemort had been fooled, it was inevitable, the undead was the one fighting alone.Looking at this world, even the liches under him cannot compete with the gods, especially the Vulcan they fear the most, who can easily burn them to pieces.

Who is that in the cave?Vulcan squeezed the spear tightly, and he could vaguely feel a flame approaching him, and the platinum feathers flickered, and he was almost at the entrance of the cave.Is that human?Or the magical creatures of this world?Vulcan couldn't help but think of the undead again. He also has the ability to turn into a bird, but he is different from the one in front of him.Vulcan can feel that it is a life energy, evil, but it belongs to life energy.It grew bigger and bigger like a balloon, from a small group at the beginning, it grew into a prairie fire in an instant. During this breath, it rushed out of the cave and began to sweep away the fire elements outside the cave.

Yep, it's getting bigger and bigger like a balloon, so... it has only one ending.

What exactly is this thing trying to do?Vulcan was puzzled, not to mention that their world did not have such cruel magic, and in his memory, he had never seen it before... This is clearly protecting the fallen God Son?Vulcan was displeased to find that the three "figures" in the original cave had all disappeared!

It seemed that Abraxas was unstoppable now, and the fire elemental couldn't stand a slap of his wings.But Abraxas and the flame giant not far away, they all know that the more powerful he is, the closer he is to the end.

The pure life energy attracted the low-level undead wandering around the plain. While they were afraid of Vulcan's supernatural power, they coveted that power at the same time.

Abraxas visually measured the distance between Vulcan and himself, and quickly planned a route that would be beneficial for Lucius to leave. He could hold them back, and in just a few minutes, he could bring the Messiah back with the speed of Lucius. Endless City!

Messiah vaguely saw flames soaring into the sky, accompanied by sharp screams and scorching heat.

They walked quickly, Lucius had never run so fast, and the unicorn's white mane could shine brilliantly in the dim sunlight.He kept running, running hard, letting the whistling wind fill his ears.I couldn't hear anything, even though my hooves were burned from stepping on the scorched ground just now, and every step hurt terribly.

He didn't remember how he ran into the endless city, the solid walls and towering castle were shrouded in warm sunlight, which stings his skin.The bustling crowd had all kinds of expressions, and even the furthest-eyed people couldn't see the blazing bald mountain in the distance.The sky here seems to be clear, indeed, you can see the blue sky at a glance.No clouds, clear, peaceful, quiet.

Before he fainted, Lucius saw it, it was a beam of light flying so high.Passing through the clouds in the distance, the brilliance released seems to peel off the sunlight and weave brilliant wings, blooming under the same blue sky...

Voldemort thought the Messiah was asleep, although the boy still held him tightly.He gently comforted her like stroking a cat's back, and kissed the platinum-blonde long hair that was washed softer by the faint moonlight.

Messiah didn't move, but he was awake.Unable to fall asleep again, he knew that once Vulcan came here, it meant that the continent he guarded was also threatened.That piece of paradise was about to collapse, and his younger brothers and sisters were like wanderers returning home to visit relatives...all came to collect debts.The god of fire is here, and the god of water is also coming, they are so eager...

In the end, only this has no connection with his soul. Strictly speaking, they are even "strangers" Tom, who looked up to him when he was a child, and still protects him like this when he grows up.Messiah sniffed the breath on Voldemort's body, it was slightly cold, but holding him so tightly was warmer than anything else.

Messiah could feel it, Tom was hurt, he was a lot less magical than the last time Messiah saw him.It doesn't look like anything on the outside, but... many people were injured, Messiah didn't even dare to go out of this room, how to face Hebe, how to face Lucius...

"Tom..." The boy's small voice was like a wounded cub.

Voldemort responded, wanting to show him with practical actions that he was not alone.But at this time, they can only hug each other tightly like this.He kissed the boy's hair with all his heart. Although he couldn't touch the boy's delicate face, he still did it patiently, letting the boy curl up in his arms.

"Tom, sleep with me for a while."

"Well, don't worry..."

"Good night, Tom."

"……Good night."

Voldemort was indeed tired, and usually he was forced to be so tired.

No one knew how fast Voldemort came back, no one knew what it was like to use Nirvana twice in one day.

No one knew that Voldemort was willing to bear such fatigue all the time... No, Messiah knew, but this was really too tiring.

There are many things that even God cannot control.It's like a pair of invisible hands weaving ropes in the void, pulling everyone, making them unable to control themselves.

Without the Son of God, without the original mistakes, the Messiah would never have come to this world.Either it does not exist, or it continues to sleep, or it is like Vulcan... Messiah thought, maybe this is cause and effect...

However, someone always needs to break the thread.