Death God Sect

"Truly remarkable..." Abaddon exclaimed deeply, "A 15-year-old Grand Sorcerer —even if he barely achieved that level of power through special means, it's still an astonishing achievement. At least I didn't have that ability at that age..."

Amilo hesitated for a long time before speaking, "Master, no matter how talented Malfoy may be, he is still just a 15-year-old boy. He hasn't experienced the baptism of blood and war like we have. In my opinion, you don't need to worry about this boy posing a threat to us."

Abaddon shook his head slightly and said, "It's precisely because he's so young that I have to worry. Normally, a 15-year-old boy is barely at the level of a senior student, and even if he's taken some kind of secret potion, he's at most at the level of a novice adult wizard. Yet he's able to leap four levels and do things that only a mage could do—"

"Such a situation is unprecedented not only in the current Wizarding World, but also in the entire history of the Wizarding World over the past thousand years—" Abaddon said coldly, "He has only just turned 15 years old. If he undergoes another ten or eight years of training, who can guarantee that he will not become a genuine Archmage, or even go further and become a Super Archmage comparable to a god."

Upon hearing Abaddon's high praise for Malfoy, the four men below the steps fell silent.

Seeing his subordinates fall silent, Abaddon broke the silence and asked, "So, have you found out who he's fighting?"

"It should be Voldemort —we made a discovery in Little Hangleton Cemetery. A grave with Tom Riddle's name on the tombstone was dug up, and the remains inside were nowhere to be found. They couldn't even be tracked by magic, so it's certain that they were hidden by some kind of magic... or even sacrificed as an offering in some kind of magical ritual... I believe it's highly likely that Voldemort used the flesh-and-blood resurrection magic ritual that the High Priest gave him to resurrect himself..." Amilo said cautiously.

"Heh, Tom... you certainly didn't disappoint me. All my efforts weren't in vain," Abaddon sneered. "I knew you wouldn't die so easily."

"Our leader is wise!" the four people below the stage responded in unison.

"If we are to restore our Death God lineage, we must create enough conflict and chaos, Voldemort is undoubtedly a suitable candidate..." Abaddon sneered, "Now that he has been resurrected as planned, our plan should move to the next stage— Olihua!"

"Here!" Olihua responded loudly.

"It's time for your pawns to reveal the existence of the Elder Wand — Voldemort needs it to defeat Dumbledore and take control of the Britain Ministry of Magic, but don't easily reveal the Elder Wand's whereabouts. For someone like Voldemort, only information he finds himself is truly reliable. Let him find the Elder Wand himself, understand?"

"Understood!"

Is there anything else?

Naro spoke up, "Master, it seems that Yan Feng from the East and Anubi from Egypt have Knights of Walpurgis. Are we really going to do nothing?"

Abaddon said, "Ignore them. The Underground Necromancer Guild has always been a loosely disciplined organization. Its purpose has always been to provide a place for necromancers and undead to roam and communicate, and there has never been a concept of Yan Feng —it's their freedom to do whatever Anubi want."

"But..." Naro hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped himself.

"Don't worry about them, Naro. You must remember the goals of the Death Cult. Everything else is just a process and not worth mentioning," Abaddon said, his tone rising and becoming slightly stern.

"Yes, I understand. I'm just unwilling..." Naro lowered his head tightly and said in a low voice.

"I understand your thoughts—" Seeing the slightly fearful reaction of his subordinates, Abaddon's voice softened slightly, "Yan Feng has violated the taboos of the Eastern wizarding world, offending almost all the wizarding families and forces in China. We showed him tolerance and protection... Anubi in the same situation back then. When he was wanted and hunted by the entire Egypt wizarding world, we secretly lent a helping hand, which allowed him to gain a foothold and develop the Cairo Underground Market into what it is today..."

"Yes... If it weren't for us, Yan Feng and Anubi have been torn to pieces by their enemies long ago... These ungrateful wretches forget our kindness as soon as they see the benefits and go to other people. I wish I could..." Naro said angrily, and the other three beside him nodded in agreement.

"Yan Feng and Anubi have never been on our side... They only pursue worldly things like power, status, and wealth... These things are like fireflies compared to the sun when compared to the noble goals of our Death Cult..." Abaddon continued, "But don't forget—we need them—"

"The first phase of the Death Cult's goal was to create chaos. Our first leader created the Elder Wand for this very purpose, intending to exploit people's pursuit of power and their greed to incite conflict and slaughter in the wizarding world. If enough people died because of the Elder Wand, we could create a vast number of dark vengeful spirits..." Abaddon sighed softly. "We thought this would be a natural progression, but so many unforeseen changes occurred in the wizarding world, and now, nearly a thousand years later, we're still stuck in the first phase of our plan..."

The upheaval Abaddon described occurred after the medieval Egbert the Egregious took over the Elder Wand. At the time, the incredibly arrogant Egbert, after acquiring the Elder Wand, went on a killing spree, with many wizards from both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds falling victim to his staff. This infringed upon the interests of those who had already benefited from the system, resulting in a night when numerous forces joined together to assassinate Egbert.

Unexpectedly, Egbert managed to fight his way out and escape with his severely wounded body, but ultimately died at the hands of his despicable apprentice, Godelot. The Elder Wand disappeared without a trace, and the major wizarding powers at the time issued a decree, ostensibly forbidding anyone from searching for the Elder Wand. The whole affair was temporarily suppressed, and the wizarding world enjoyed a brief period of peace—of course, many wizards were still secretly searching for the Elder Wand, but that's another story.

"Today, the Wizarding World has established rules, laws, and order through the magical governments of various countries. To think that a few treasures alone can create bloodshed is an unrealistic fantasy. Fortunately—" Abaddon chuckled, "The wizarding world will never lack those willing to fall into darkness in pursuit of power— Yan Feng and Anubi precisely such people, and these are exactly the kinds of people we can use..."

"Their current cooperation with the Knights of Walpurgis... Heh heh, I know a thing or two about the mastermind behind Walpurgis; they've been old friends for many years... Let them wreak havoc on the Wizarding World... If chaos truly arrives, then perhaps our sect can take its first step towards its ideal goal!"

"Your Excellency is wise! Your subordinate is in awe!"