Chapter 55: Tracing the Eight-eyed giant spiders

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Once, Wilkes thought in himself. If he faced the eight-eyed giant spider alone and a hundred eight-eyed giant spiders surrounded him, he would choose to escape.

Three hundred spiders? He will flee desperately!

Five hundred spiders? He will be dead even with seven lives for sure!

A thousand spiders or in the den of the eight-eyed giant spiders, He will be dead even with ten lives for sure!

Although he is indeed incomparable with his previous self at the moment, at that time, he was not even capable of fighting against several spiders, not to mention hundreds of spiders.

It also shows that the eight-eyed giant spider alone is already a dangerous creature, but being able to fight against them by himself shows that Wilkes is even more dangerous than the eight-eyed giant spider.

"AHH…"

Wilkes suddenly let out a deep breath and began to force himself to calm down.

Emotion is a double-edged sword. In this situation, every mood change may be a fatal flaw.

Wilkes knows the consequences of extreme happiness.

At this moment, Wilkes, whose eyes were indifferent again, stretched out his left hand, waved it forward, and said calmly: "Return."

Hum!

Immediately, hundreds of eight-eyed giant spiders at the size of horses turned into a flood of fluorescent light, retreated towards the back of Wilkes's left hand, and were collected into the mark there.

After doing all this, Wilkes turned his gaze to the direction where the eight-eyed giant spider had escaped to, muttering in his mouth: "They haven't gone far yet."

I predicted the speed of the Eight-Eyed Giant Spider, and the time that has just passed was not enough for them to disappear beyond the range that he would not be able to track.

Thinking of this, Wilkes suddenly stared at the Shadow Bear, who had been standing at his side, had a meaningful smile on his face.

"Let's go, Shadow Bear. Take me to catch up with the group of giant spiders."

"Roar..."

Hearing what Wilkes said, the Shadow Bear roared twice. Although it was a little hesitant, he finally fell awkwardly on the ground, on all fours, and signaled Wilkes to ride his back.

Wilkes did not waste time and rode directly on the back of the Shadow Bear.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The next moment, Wilkes sat on Shadow Bear's back, rushing wildly with all his limbs in the direction of the giant spiders.

Do not look at Shadow Bear's usual stupidity and slow movements, but when he ran, it was unexpected to Wilkes.

Not only is it flexible, but even the speed is probably comparable to that of a real horse.

"Is this the shadow bear I know?" Wilkes patted it from time to time, and the Shadow Bear beneath him was surprised and delighted.

He wanted to make the chasing process easy, but he unexpectedly unlocked another use of the Shadow Bear.

After a few minutes, Wilkes, who was sitting on the Shadow Bear's back, sank into the dark, forbidden forest and disappeared.

The air was filled with smoke and the smell of burned meat on the battlefield area, but as the eight-eyed giant spider and Wilkes left the place one after another, the place gradually fell into calm.

...

"Flap!"

However, a few minutes later, there was a sudden sound in the center of the battlefield. Then, a whirlpool appeared in the sky, and another person came out from it.

It was an old man in a gray-white wizard robe, with dark blue eyes and long silver-white hair and beard. He is no longer the same as his previous self as a wise man.

Instead, there was a cautious look on his face, and he looked around with a serious face, the battlefield where the battle had just ended not long ago.

He was the principal of Hogwarts, Dumbledore.

As the principal of Hogwarts, he is praised as the greatest wizard of this century. If he does not even know the changes within his school, it will be underestimating him.

Dumbledore squatted down gently, with his slender fingers like dead wood, stroked the ashes on the ground as if feels something.

"Eight-eyed giant spiders? Huh, maybe I shouldn't have agreed with Hagrid to find a 'wife' for Aragog." Dumbledore was still distracted and suddenly told a joke to himself.

However, he has never relaxed in his eyes because he can still feel the battle that has happened here.

"It's not easy to destroy so many eight-eyed giant spiders just by relying on the Fire Charm. Did they use the Transformation Charm..." Dumbledore guessed in his heart.

If Wilkes were here at this moment, he would be very surprised. He really deserves to be Dumbledore. After a while, he has guessed the basic methods used here.

"There are some others, some..." thinking of this, Dumbledore's eyes suddenly became more cautious because he noticed a wave of magic power that he had never seen before.

"It's not as black magic, but it's not an ordinary spell. What is it...?"

Dumbledore's brows furrowed. He had never seen such a special magic wave, he could not tell, and it even made him feel helpless for the first time.

Any magic, as long as it is released, is traceable.

In this world, there is even an unprecedented wave of spells that even he cannot recognize, which made Dumbledore think.

Dumbledore stood up; his eyes suddenly looked in a direction, which was the direction that Wilkes had just left.

"Very special, carrying... the fluctuations of the soul..." Dumbledore muttered.

That is what made Dumbledore feel helpless.

The fluctuation of the soul!

Only the evilest black magic mostly touches the realm of the soul, but he cannot feel any trace of black magic.

As he is the greatest white wizard, in terms of understanding black magic, I am afraid it is rarely comparable in the world, but this is the first time Dumbledore has encountered this situation.

This strong soul fluctuation is not black magic, but on the contrary, it is unexpectedly pure, and it can even be assumed to be 'Holy.'

It almost demolished Dumbledore's perception of the world.

"What did happen here?"