Chapter 95 The Rose and the Snake 35
At Malfoy Manor, the bells tolled softly, and a cold rain fell. The mourning hall was a solemn place, the black coffin covered with a dark green family crest, and the sweet fragrance of the piled white lilies pierced the nose.
Orion Barnold died of "magic exhaustion", the truth was poison and shock.
Abraxas, dressed in pure black, stood beside the coffin, his face as pale as porcelain, his back straight, his gray-blue eyes frozen, and only a slight tremor revealed that he was on the verge of collapse.
Voldemort (Tom Riddle) sat in the honored seat with a sad posture, but in his scarlet eyes was solidified ice and a burning mark - last night's poisonous rose, the evil spirit swallowing, and the silver cold blade of the thorn totem dagger were like a huge rock pressing on his heart.
The air in the mourning hall was like cotton wool soaked by cold rain, so heavy that it made it hard to breathe.
The mourners' sobs and the sound of rain mixed into a chaos. Abraxas' fingers hanging at his side curled up almost imperceptibly, and his nails almost dug into his palm - the wound caused by the dagger was still aching slightly, echoing the brand on Voldemort's wrist.
Tom Riddle sat upright, his eyes sweeping across Abraxas's tense profile. The fishy-sweet smell of the manor last night seemed to still linger at his nose. The faint blue halo of the obsidian bottle and the scarlet of Clarisse's skirt at this moment strangely overlapped in his mind, causing his fingertips to unconsciously stroke the burning totem on his wrist.
At the moment of farewell, Clarice Black emerged like a venomous snake from its den, her scarlet dress blinding! She held aloft a small obsidian bottle (which had fallen from the nest last night, leaving a trace of blue poison) and screamed, piercing the silence:
"It's him! Abraxas Malfoy poisoned Orion! Evidence! He used the antidote in the Forbidden Forest! Fingerprints! The poison residue is all there!"
Panic erupted! Disdainful glances shot towards Abraxas like arrows! Millicent recorded, and reporters' cameras snapped!
Abraxas remained motionless, a cold smile curling his lips. His magic surged, and the dagger projection deep within the brand tore through the summons.
Voldemort's eyes were filled with murderous intent—a clumsy frame-up! Irritated!
Clarisse rushed over frantically: "Devil! You poisoned your wife for the Dark Lord! You..."
Abraxas suddenly raised his finger and pointed at her. His voice was as cold as a poisoned ice spike, instantly piercing through the surrounding noise:
"Clarice, if your sadness were genuine, it might be moving. Unfortunately—" He paused, the coldness in his gray-blue eyes almost freezing her, "Your screams are too loud. They will scare your sister."
[Warning! Malicious third-party defamation! Mandatory quest: 'Proof of Love'!]
[Kiss the target immediately! Prove your 'loyalty'! Failure: 90% synchronization rate + Thousands of arrows piercing the heart (empathy)!] The system's shrill alarm exploded in their heads!
Time freezes! A kiss? A funeral? In public? Humiliation!
Voldemort's body tensed like a bow, his eyes shimmering with blood! His wand clutched tightly in his sleeve! His murderous intent was overwhelming! He would rather be punished than humiliated!
"Ugh!" Abraxas groaned in pain, covering his heart with his left hand, his body shaking violently, a bluish-gray deathly color crawled up his cheeks, and dark red blood overflowed from the corners of his lips.
The brand flashed with blood, and the projection of the thorny snake-patterned dagger deep in the brand was as solid as a real thing. The silver-gray cold light flashed wildly like a needle tip, and the soul-tearing pain swept through the body, a sign that the 90% synchronization rate penalty was coming.
The body fell backwards towards the cold coffin.
Voldemort's pupils suddenly shrank. He could not bear the punishment of empathy, and his instincts drove him to do so.
A ghostly figure flashed, and a strong arm wrapped around Abraxas's leaning waist. The other hand roughly grabbed his chin, forcing him to turn his head.
Beside Orion's coffin, in the rain of white lily petals - Voldemort lowered his head, and his cold, bloody lips kissed Abraxas's bloodstained pale lips with destructive rage and humiliation.
Abraxas's gray-blue eyes widened instantly due to the aggressive cold touch, reflecting Voldemort's distorted amaranth eyes that were so close.
[Ding! Mission accomplished! Pain Reversal activated!]
[Synchronization rate breaks through the critical point: 50%! ]
[The ultimate rule is unlocked: '100% damage transfer in both directions'! ]
[Hidden Hint: The God-Slaying Dagger's form solidifies! Related Prophecy Compatibility: 100%!] The Voice of Judgment descended.
“Buzz——!!!”
The terrifying throbbing of the soul's essence erupted from the brand on Abraxas' chest! Under the forced blood kiss, the unlocking of rules, and the "tempering" of the icy blue and scarlet magic within the body, the dark red dagger with thorny snake patterns broke free from the brand's constraints and completely materialized.
A foot-long, dark-red dagger, entwined with burning thorns and hissing snake symbols, emerged from Abraxas's heart, piercing through his body! It hovered between their chests, its silver-gray icy light transforming into a tangible, poisonous blade! It exuded an aura of pure destruction!
"Ah! Devil! Summoning the devil!" Clarice screamed, pointing at the Dagger of Destruction!
Panic broke out! The crowd pushed and shoved to escape!
Voldemort suddenly loosened his grip and stepped back! His crimson eyes locked onto the dagger! 100% match! The God-killing Dagger! The prophecy was true! The source of destruction!
"Avada Kedavra!"
The wand was raised! A thick, solid scarlet killing curse, condensing all the fury and fear, shredded the soul and screamed, shooting straight at Abraxas' heart! Directly at the dagger!
In the chaos, Clarisse screamed and "threw" towards Abraxas (seemingly tripping), blocking the path of the killing curse!
The Death Ray Arrives!
Abraxas raised his kissed hand suddenly and grabbed the dark red thorn dagger floating above his heart!
The moment your fingertips touch!
“Buzz——!!!”
The dagger gleamed with blood! Thorny vines, like living creatures, grew wildly and wrapped around his right arm! The silver-gray, poisonous blade precisely met the killing curse!
"bite--!"
The glass shattered with a crisp sound!
The Scarlet Killing Curse touched the silver-gray blade, melting like ice and snow, silently absorbed and devoured! The destructive energy flowed into the dagger! The thorns wrapped around his arm showed scarlet veins, and icy power surged into Abraxas!
Voldemort's body shook violently! He felt his heart tighten and ripped apart! His magical power was instantly depleted! 100% of the damage was transferred! The energy of the Killing Curse backfired on him! He stumbled back, his face pale!
Abraxas devoured the energy, a silver gleam flashing in his gray-blue eyes. He gripped the blood-red thorn dagger tightly, pointing the blade directly at the weakened Voldemort! The corners of his blood-stained lips curled up coldly:
"Dear... they say I'm a murderer..."
His eyes swept over the frightened Clarisse and the horrified crowd.
"...Now, are you going to let them slander your 'lover'?"
Voldemort suppressed the backlash of emptiness, his crimson eyes fixed on the dagger of destruction and the hunter-like silver light in Abraxas's eyes! Killing intent, humiliation, rage, and fear tore at each other madly!
Those fatal guiding words pushed him to the edge of the cliff!
The wand suddenly rose! The tip of the wand condensed and compressed the dark destructive light to the extreme! It locked onto Clarisse, who was lying on the ground and incontinent! The voice was like the judgment of hell:
"Then let the real murderer... shut up forever—"
The dark killing curse tears the air!
The vines wrapped around the dagger tightened violently! The silver-gray poisonous blade sensed Voldemort's pure destructive killing intent (not targeting the host), and its cold light intensified! A stream of pure silver-gray energy flowed like a venomous snake, piercing deep into the mark on Abraxas' heart!
At the core of the brand, where the dagger projection disappeared, a tiny and complex rose stone emblem appeared, emitting a cold glow.
The system prompts quietly:
[Detecting the ultimate pure 'destructive killing intent' (non-host).]
['God-killing Dagger' poisoning completion rate: 99%.]
[Ultimate Form Unlocked: 'Rose Stone Key' Charging Begins...]
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