The other half of Death's remains obtained! The [Fruit of Light] that controls life

Chapter 451 The other half of the Grim Reaper's remains obtained! The [Fruit of Light] that controls life and mutation! (Two-in-one)

I heard Ethan's voice.

The branches, formed of flesh and bone, swayed slightly, as if awakening a slumbering snake, and began to rustle and crawl.

【Haa...】

He parted his lips slightly, exhaling a damp breath, revealing a primal greed.

The allure of its potent magic gradually brought this long-dormant "tree" back to life.

Followed by.

Countless scarlet branches crawled across the ground, weaving together to form a moving carpet, slowly approaching Ethan.

Penetrate... thirst... devour this body that contains supreme magic!

The primal desires twisted that innocent face into a狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) expression.

"Another person corrupted by the remnants of death," Ethan murmured.

Despite the threat of death, his expression remained completely unchanged.

Gazing upon the twisted Nagini is like a judgment angel gazing upon a fallen, pitiful being.

The hunchbacked girl "Naga" is one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, the blood-cursed orc Nagini.

Simultaneously.

It is also a monster that has swallowed the remains of the Grim Reaper and lost its humanity.

Perhaps, being sent to kill him was also an order from the incarnation of Death.

The instant I saw this face.

Ethan then understood everything.

Somewhat surprised, but not much.

After all, regardless of Naga's true identity, his goal will not change—

That is to use the "lamp" of light to purify evil.

Obtain the other half of Death's remains!

"Click, click."

Sparks flew between Ethan's lips and teeth, reflected in his cold, diamond-blue eyes.

The complex spell of the dragon flame was poised to be unleashed on the tip of the tongue.

But at that moment...

A flicker of emotion crossed Ethan's eyes, and the sparks of fire gradually died down.

...As expected, something was still wrong.

"Swallowing the remains of the Grim Reaper will distort and mutate both the body and soul, just like the experimental maniacs in the depths of Azkaban."

"But Nagini's physical body in reality did not undergo any changes."

He was simply corrupted by demonic blood and permanently turned into a beast.

Ethan remembered the initial clue he had received regarding the remains of Death:

[The "snake," which was not a snake, swallowed the remains of a god. The soul then fell into a deep slumber.]

[But the body gained a lifespan and strength far exceeding its original limits.]

"Body and soul...the mind falls into slumber, leaving only the instincts of a beast."

The scarlet branches drew closer, their menacing rusty smell spreading through the air, causing a fine rash to appear on the skin.

Ethan's eyes flickered, and in his mind, the wisdom and composure characteristic of Ravenclaw surged forth.

Nagini's body and soul are separate!

"The body belongs to the beast, while the soul, because of the remnants of death, has fallen into slumber!"

Nagini, maybe there's still hope!

Ethan looked up at the head with its eyes closed.

He placed his palm on the side of her neck, grinned, and said, "Practice makes perfect. Before we have to destroy your beautiful body, let's verify it first!"

after all.

He wasn't like Voldemort, a killer devoid of any aesthetic sense.

The words fell.

A cold glint suddenly appeared from the side of his neck!

The icy cold air poured out, revealing a crescent moon with a very strong presence, just like the moon emerging from the clouds!

Stimulated by the sharp magic, the scarlet branches that had spread across the ground suddenly sprang up!

They transformed into countless sharp arrows, shooting densely towards Ethan!

Give me... your power!!

The head roared, but more tears gushed from its closed eyes.

next second.

"That's not it!"

Ethan moved the crescent moon aside, revealing two side-by-side bite marks beneath it.

Like rubies set in the skin, it exudes a bloodthirsty and wild aura.

It was Nagini, the one who bit down on the mark earlier!

"Nagini!"

Ethan shouted, his voice like a thunderclap!

His eyes were fixed on the face etched with death, and he shouted sharply, "Don't you even recognize the person you once begged so desperately for?!"

It's like pressing the pause button.

The moment Ethan showed the bite mark, all the branches stopped.

The sharp point, capable of easily piercing flesh, hovered less than an arm's length away from Ethan.

Just one second away from turning Ethan into a sieve!

[The object of this plea...?]

A hoarse voice rang out.

Nagini's head trembled, his previous madness vanished, and he slowly turned toward Ethan.

There was a long silence.

The veins and bulges throbbed, revealing a painful struggle.

It was as if reason was breaking through chaos and fighting against instinct.

Then.

The closed eyelids slowly opened.

His eyes, glistening with light, were moist and clear, his black eyes like a spring of water, looking at Ethan with excitement and surprise.

He spoke in a trembling voice:

"Is that you, my master? Ah, you've come to find me..."

Master, owner?

Ethan's rock-solid expression was almost shattered by this unexpected address.

Why do I feel like I've heard this name so many times?

I don't have any fetishes in that area myself.

"Ahem," Ethan cleared his throat, removed his pure white mask, and nodded, "Very good, it seems you really can still talk."

"If you go completely insane, I'll have to burn your beautiful body. That would be such a shame."

Is she beautiful...?

Nagini looked at Ethan with a bewildered expression, at the genuine admiration in his eyes.

He looked down and then at his own twisted and grotesque body.

—Even when he was still human, Ethan had never looked at her like this.

Hehe—you're still so unique.

Nagini said softly, her eyes crinkling.

"Let's not talk about that," Ethan said, his eyes gleaming with intense curiosity. "You have a remnant of the Grim Reaper's spirit, don't you? What happened to you? What happened to you after Grindelwald that turned you into this?"

He bombarded us with questions, making no attempt to refute them.

His tone was light and cheerful, not like he was facing a terrifying monster.

It sounded more like friends chatting casually.

Upon hearing this...

Nagini's face paled, and his tree-like body swayed slightly.

Yes, I do indeed possess remnants of Death; they are currently within my body.

Meeting Ethan's suddenly brightened gaze, Nagini's expression softened, and she slowly said:

Of course I'm willing to give it to you. But before that, please let me answer your other questions—about why I became this way.

[And, the true form of Death!]

Upon hearing this...

Ethan raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise flashing across his face.

The true form of Death!

The remains of Death are the bodies discarded by Death, therefore, before becoming a "god", Death must first be a real "human".

But Ethan has never had any leads on this matter.

There is no record of it in historical texts.

It's like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, and the stars shining and fading.

"God" appeared so naturally.

Nagini: [Since your disappearance, I have been with Dumbledore's army, searching for Grindelwald and my last remaining family member, the Obscurial, Credence.]

After the final battle, Credence—ultimately died from exhaustion.

Ethan nodded.

This was all part of the plot he knew.

Although the last one, who had strayed from the right path, returned to the camp with his heart still with Dumbledore and helped Newt defeat Grindelwald's forces.

But he eventually died.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that being parasitized by the Silent One and still surviving to this age is already a remarkable gift.

No wonder Grindelwald wanted his power so much.

"Sigh, why are all the Deng family members so unlucky?" Ethan clicked his tongue. "They could practically put on a show of 'surviving.'"

But then...

Nagini's words struck Ethan like a hammer blow, instantly jolting him awake!

"—After that, Credence became Death."

Ethan: ? ? !

His eyes widened suddenly!

His usually calm face showed a rare look of astonishment!

A once "dead" Obscurus parasite, Dumbledore's nephew, is Death himself?!

The Deng family truly produces a wealth of talented people!

Ethan almost spat out his saliva. If he weren't so receptive, and if Nagini hadn't had no reason to lie to him, he would have been fine.

He could hardly believe that the Grim Reaper was actually that little Deng.

"Wow, this little Deng is really lucky! I knew he wouldn't have so few scenes!"

"Does dying mean you can become a god? Should I try it too—"

Ethan stroked his chin, deep in thought.

Nagini: [—Master, everyone's experience is unique and cannot be replicated.]

She offered her concerned advice.

It was terrified that the owner it had just recognized would suddenly die before its eyes.

After a pause, Nagini continued, "I don't know how he did it, but the scent on these remains of Death is unmistakable; I have no doubt about it!"

Ethan: "You guys have pretty heavy tastes."

Nagini: [————]

She shook the branch and took a deep breath.

As if suppressing the surging dark power, her grape-like black eyes welled up with tears, and she said in a hoarse voice:

I shamelessly beg you once again, Master! Please help Credence, he has lost himself!

They are less gods and more puppets of fate!

How can someone who has completely abandoned their past, their body, and their humanity become a qualified god?

Just as Voldemort feared death, he could never control something he himself feared—but you are different.

Nagini looked up at Ethan, her eyes filled with complete trust and unwavering determination.

You are the master of your destiny; you shape it, rather than be controlled by it.

Please—replace Credence and become the god of the new world!!

[Liberation—This pitiful person swept along by fate.]

He was switched at birth as a child, lost both parents, was tortured into oblivion by his adoptive mother, and was then targeted by Grindelwald, eventually dying from exhaustion.

In the torrent of fate, he was like a paper boat, helplessly and painfully swept along, his fate beyond his control.

Even after abandoning everything in the human world and becoming a god, he only became a puppet of fate.

It's so pitiful.

But—

"Clearly, there are still people who care about you."

Ethan murmured, gazing at Nagini, whose body was contorted, a blood-cursed orc who was also a pitiful being.

Nagini: [After that, I wandered aimlessly, awaiting my fate of becoming an orc.]

I had intended to have Mr. Dumbledore end my life in the end—but I never expected to be targeted by Voldemort.

[On the verge of disappearing, he inadvertently swallowed the remains of Death, ultimately resulting in the separation of his body and soul.]

Perhaps it is due to the unique nature of the Blood Curse Orcs that this strange situation has arisen.

Speaking of which, if Nagini had been personally involved, would the development of the Blood Curse Orc Potion have gone more smoothly?

Ethan pondered.

"Gurgle gurgle."

The trees, made of flesh and bones, twisted and writhed, slowly surging from within, revealing a mass radiating a hazy light.

The powerful and profound magic it contained made Ethan recognize it at a glance.

This is the remains of the Grim Reaper that he has been searching for for so long!

【Give----】

Nagini's voice sounded inexplicably weaker, but Ethan, whose gaze was drawn to the remains of the Grim Reaper, didn't notice.

She wrapped the branches around that treasure—or rather, the source of all evil—as if making an offering.

He handed it to Ethan with utmost respect and obedience.

Ethan naturally accepted it.

It was a round object with a soft surface, radiating a brilliant light and carrying a faint sweet fragrance.

[Congratulations on obtaining the Remains of Death—the other half of the brain, the Fruit of Light!]

【The Bright Fruit: This fruit always enthusiastically helps dying lives, but it doesn't care about the final form of the life form.】

It takes root and sprouts within flesh and blood, and eventually merges into one.

[Possessing powerful magic for growth and mutation, its beautiful and radiant appearance is like a snake fruit tempting people to fall into depravity.]

[By crushing it or seizing its power through a painting, one can inflict a severe blow on Death.]

—Another Grim Reaper's remains found!

Ethan's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Another material that can be used to create a high-level fourth-tier painting! And after artistic processing, it can even be judged as capable of severely injuring the Grim Reaper!"

"The grand plan to renovate Hogwarts is precisely lacking such a complete remnant of Death!"

Previously, we would first defeat the monsters that occupied the remains of the Grim Reaper, which damaged the purity of the materials.

But this time, we did get a complete piece of material!

"Hehehe~ It wasn't for nothing that I spent so much time searching for clues; it came to me without any effort at all."

Ethan smiled and happily put away the treasure.

Looking up, he smiled at Nagini: "By the way, we're researching a potion to cure the blood curse. Would you like to join us?" Ethan's words abruptly stopped.

Because what appeared before him was a nearly withered Nagini!

The once full and glossy scarlet branches have now withered into a grayish-white appearance.

It looked as if countless matches were stacked together, and the entire tree's volume had shrunk by more than half.

Nagini's head was tilted to the side, and he was breathing weakly.

His bright, dark eyes gradually turned dull and lifeless.

however.

Meeting Ethan's stunned gaze, she still managed a forced smile and said in a hoarse voice:

Please—take away my flesh and blood, take away everything I can give—Master—

I implore you to become a true god who cares for the vulnerable.

She let out a long breath, as if she were expelling all the pain of her life.

A glimmer of gratitude shone in his eyes:

Thank you for being with me until the very end—my dearest owner!

—This body is constructed from the remains of the Grim Reaper. Without its core, it is as if it has lost its heart!

They will die quickly within a short period of time.

Ethan then noticed the heat emanating from the fruit in his hand.

—It was like cutting out her heart and handing it over to him.

"—Is this also fate? A cursed person destined for a tragic death."

Ethan lowered his head, clenched his fist, and gripped the fruit tightly.

Then, he suddenly raised his eyes, and from his cobalt blue eyes shot out a sharp, arrow-like light!

"But I, Ethan Vincent, love to say no to this damn fate!"

The words fell.

With a flick of his wrist, Ethan conjured a pyramid-shaped object in his palm!

"Go, Frozen Prison!"

"Freeze the constantly collapsing Nagini in the moment before death!"

Nagini stared in astonishment.

The magical artifact traced a graceful arc through the air, landing on her with a deafening "BOOM!"

Suddenly, large clusters of translucent solid ice burst forth!

In just a few seconds, it condensed into an iceberg several meters high, completely enveloping Nagini!