The low, violent wolf howl swept across the earth like a gale, carrying fury and hatred. Like ancient war drums pounding in their skulls, the sound made listeners' eardrums throb with primal urges to kill and tear.
Thump-thump! Thump-thump! Go fight, go bite! Go rip them apart!
"Merlin—what—what terrifying monster is that?!" a native wizard trembled and murmured. In his wide-staring eyes reflected two constantly tearing, splitting wolf heads that blocked most of the vast sky, making him doubt the black-haired youth's human origins entirely.
They looked desperately at Snape for answers, only to find deep solemnity and shock in his eyes—as if he too was stunned by the apocalyptic scene.
The native wizards exchanged panicked glances: Wait, what? He's your general, isn't he? Why are you also surprised?!
If Snape knew what these "foolish" wizards were thinking, he'd definitely tell them disdainfully: I'm human—how could I possibly understand the Red-Skinned Skeleton King's eldritch thoughts?
In midair, goblin leader Ranrok stared at the writhing shadows devouring the sky. His once-massive dragon form now seemed insignificant. He couldn't sense the ancient magic—it felt utterly consumed.
What—what is happening? I was about to win—!
[Name: Split Wolf]
[Type: Concept Painting]
[Tier: Second Order - Purple Epic!]
[Description: Split Wolf was born for only three things: destruction, destruction, and destruction]
[Effect: Split Wolf has only one effect—devour all life and magic within an area except the caster. Make life cease, make magic nullified]
[Rating: Compensates for the magical world's lack of nuclear weapons]
"Ah... what magnificent creations, purifying all things." Ethan looked up like a father watching his child mature, showing a paternal smile of pride. Blood dripped onto his face—warm, like rain nourishing all things.
RIIIP! With a loud tearing sound, the two wolves completely separated from each other.
[Hiss, hiss, hiss—] Their heavy panting sounded like blades scraping across iron. They fixed their blood-red eyes on the sun suspended in the sky, hating its wholeness and completeness.
Under all creatures' terrified gazes, those two massive wolves opened their bloody maws impossibly wide and bit down on the celestial body.
[Crunch crunch, crunch crunch...] Terrifying chewing sounds arose, as if something was gnawing one's own bones right beside the ear. Sunlight disappeared from the earth bit by bit. Pitch-black color rapidly spread across that orange-yellow disk, devoured by the violent black wolves until it was completely swallowed whole.
Darkness shrouded the earth like a tide of ink. Magic, life's breath—all disappeared simultaneously. Deathly silence reigned, as if the world was returning to that chaotic era before creation. Only two pairs of blood-red eyes stood above the darkness, coldly and bloodthirstily looking down at everyone, triggering humanity's most primal fear of the unknown and darkness.
[Solar eclipse]. The word floated through everyone's minds like a death sentence. Darkness stealing light—also stealing the very magic wizards depended on for survival!
"It's—it's a natural disaster..." One native wizard could no longer endure the pressure, collapsing to his knees and praying through tears. Even worse than the goblin army...
Harry froze completely, looking up at the sky covered by two black wolves, his brain shutting down—as if he'd already become their next meal. Strangely, Harry suddenly felt relieved.
As expected, Ethan's paintings always bring huge 'surprises.' I was ignorant before. Humans have limits, but eight-armed octopuses don't. The Chosen One should just surrender with both hands raised high.
Like an eraser wiping away marks, the ancient magic was annihilated in the absolute darkness. Ranrok froze. Losing magical support, his body began to crumble—unable to resist at all.
Clang.
In this chaotic darkness, a single point of golden light appeared—like clashing weapons, brass bells ringing clearly. That powerful sound made the goblin leader tremble involuntarily.
Clang.
Golden light flared again. This time Ranrok saw clearly—the black-haired youth's smiling face reflecting the light's glow.
Hehe, here I come, little buddy~ Ethan thought cheerfully.
Ranrok's eyes widened in horror: But I can't move at all, only able to watch helplessly as— With each flash of golden light, Ethan's figure rapidly approached, flashing closer with each strike! Until reaching him.
Ranrok's pupils shook violently with shock.
Are you even fucking human?! I'm asking—are you human?!
CLANG!
The heavy hammer smashed down ruthlessly! Golden light blazed, sparks flew everywhere! Without ancient magic's protective shell, Ranrok's scales shattered like paper.
AHHHHHH—! Ranrok screamed soundlessly! Each hammer blow struck his very soul, making him want to tear his own eyes out from sheer agony!
Ethan grew more excited with each strike. "Evil ancient magic! Come out of the goblin's body already!" Ethan righteously shouted, raising the glowing hammer again with righteous fervor!
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Light continuously flared like a blacksmith's forge, like striking flint for fire. Each strike made everyone watching shudder involuntarily!
Professor Lupin watched with growing concern: After returning, I'd better thoroughly check the Book of Admittance's screening function. How did something like Ethan get enrolled safely into a school for children???
In the sporadic firelight appeared Ethan's pale face, splattered with fresh blood, smiling cheerfully like a child at play.
Slytherin's Miss Gemma Farley suddenly shivered violently, feeling immensely grateful she'd picked the right side early while Ethan was still recognizably human.
CLANG!
The final tremendous crash echoed across the battlefield! That massive dragon body actually shattered completely under Ethan's relentless hammering! The corpse slowly fell, raising vast clouds of choking dust!
[Congratulations!]
[You defeated goblin leader Ranrok! You drew the final period on this goblin rebellion war!]
[Your magic power has been fully replenished]
[Your painting brought tremendous shock to all witnesses!]
[Soul fusion increased by 2%!]
[72%→74%]
[Ancient magic refinement complete!]
Instantly, brilliant light burst from within Ethan's body like rushing water through parched channels, making him feel unprecedented refreshment and power!
"Phew," Ethan sighed comfortably, looking up at the Split Wolf standing menacingly in the sky. Magic nullification—absolutely a wizard's nightmare! What blocks magic isn't some sturdy shield, but directly banning the opponent's attack methods entirely! In major battles, a decisive strategic weapon!
"Worthy of the highest second-order purple epic," Ethan's eyes sparkled with satisfaction. "Each one brings ultimate shock to everyone!" Surely with such efficient conflict resolution methods, there'll be no more wars in the world! Today's another day, making efforts for world peace!
"Unfortunately, awakening the giant wolves has too harsh prerequisites. An entire goblin tribe only provided enough energy to awaken it once. Can't use it casually anytime." Ethan sighed with genuine regret, looking down at the collapsed goblin leader's corpse, licking his canines like a hungry wolf.
Ethan saw it clearly—crimson runes hidden beneath those shattered metal scales. That was the ancient magic finally condensed through furnace smelting and Ethan's personal hammering refinement!
Whoosh! Ethan impatiently descended, slowly extending his hand to touch those runes glowing like fallen stars. The instant his fingers made contact—
"Ugh!" Ethan's pupils contracted sharply with sudden pain! Supreme scorching heat burned his fingers! It felt like it would instantly incinerate his very soul! Without Split Wolf's magical suppression, Ethan was certain it would become horrifying reality.
[WARNING!]
[Current "mortal" body cannot withstand primordial rune "Sowelu (Sun)"'s overwhelming might!]
[Forceful contact will cause bodily mutation, mental distortion]
[Must find suitable container capable of holding this rune!]
Ancient runes' original usage was engraving on objects, thereby granting them special powers.
"I don't want to become an ugly half-dragon monstrosity like the goblin leader," Ethan muttered, grimacing. "Seems to properly use this powerful rune, I must follow the ancient methods and engrave it on something appropriate—"
As he spoke, that dazzling rune peeled away from the goblin leader's broken body, temporarily branding itself onto Ethan's palm with burning, scorching heat.
[You obtained primordial rune—Sowelu (Sun)]
[It will temporarily reside in your palm until you find another suitable container]
Charcoal-like burn marks began spreading across his skin like creeping infection.