In the London underground shelter full of radiation and despair, Morgana did not just stay in the observation stage. In her purple eyes, countless data streams flashed across the sky. With Ian's acquiescence, she cast a super-large search spell that covered the world.
Under the vibration of the arcane wave frequency, the underlying causal lines of the entire planet were clearly presented in front of her like a spider web. After only a few seconds, she successfully locked the precise coordinates of Voldemort's closely protected pet snake - Nagini.
"He opened up a secondary dimension deep in the Malfoy Manor's cellar maintained by blood sacrifices," Morgana reported to Ian in a low voice, with the corners of his mouth raised. A hint of mischievous smile, "This hiding method may seem like a miracle to Harry and Ron at this time, but in front of us, it is as conspicuous as a bonfire in the dark night."
Then, Morgana tapped his fingertips. A piece of parchment with the coordinates and the method of breaking the formation appeared silently on Harry Potter's simple desk.
In order to ensure that the already frustrated the Chosen One could rekindle his fighting spirit, Morgana also attached an extremely secret "spiritual hint" on the paper, which would lead Harry to subconsciously believe that this was the only opportunity to overthrow the dark rule.
"The gears of cause and effect have turned, and the next road depends on how they go." Ian looked at Harry's bloodshot eyes in the projection, and a glimmer of light rekindled, and he calmly withdrew his gaze.
Ian no longer paid attention to the subsequent development of that timeline. He activated his magic power again and used Astral Projection to open a new door to time and space.
After crossing the ripples of the portal, the scene in front of me still did not get rid of the iconic gloominess of Dark Multiverse. The sky showed a sickly gray-purple color, and the air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur and rotten souls.
"Master, the environmental parameters here are very extreme," Morgana immediately gave the data analysis, "The current year is 2007. But according to my scan, the global population of this planet is only about 3.3 billion."
Ian frowned slightly. "3.3 billion? At the original node in my memory, the population this year should have exceeded 6.5 billion. This means that in the past few decades, more than half of the human race has been forcibly wiped out due to some unnatural factors."
"Yes, and this sharp population decline is not caused by nuclear war, but a kind of continuous and systematic 'consumption'." Morgana's tone also became serious.
Ian decided to follow the biggest "whirlpool of destiny" in Law of Causality to find the answer. His projection body flashed, and Teleportation arrived at a luxurious villa near Godric's Hollow. This was originally the former site of the Potter family, but at this time it was shrouded in an extremely vicious Dark Magic defense formation.
When Ian and Morgana Silencio walked through the wall and entered the hall, the sight in front of them was enough to make any sane wizard feel outraged.
In the center of the hall, a familiar but extremely unfamiliar figure was facing away from them. It was Albus Dumbledore. His originally silver-white beard now looked messy and yellow, and his whole body exuded a dead atmosphere. In the midair in front of him, floating in the air, was an almost transparent young female soul - Ariana·Dumbledore.
"Come on, Ariana... just hold on," Dumbledore's voice was hoarse and trembling.
At the moment when Ariana's soul was about to completely dissipate due to environmental rejection, Dumbledore waved Elder Wand like crazy, activating the huge black magic circle on the ground.
In an instant, the entire villa reverberated with shrill screams. Countless tentacles of flesh and blood, as black as ink and with barbs, spurted out from the depths of the ground, pouring streams of extremely pure souls of living people with crazy resentment into Ariana's soul shell, in order to forcibly maintain her "existence".
"I can't believe it...Dumbledore, who calls himself the leader of light, actually turned the entire earth into a 'soul pasture.'" Morgana's eyes that could see through matter passed through the floor and saw the disgusting scene in the cellar of the villa - thousands of civilians were locked in iron cages like livestock, and their souls were continuously drained by some kind of alchemical device, leaving only shriveled living dead bodies..
Ian's face, which had always been strategizing, was now so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water. By reading the remaining spell wave frequency, he instantly restored the tragedy of this timeline.
In the development of this version, Dumbledore failed to escape the shadow of Ariana's death. After getting Resurrection Stone, he completely became Herpo's puppet. Herpo used Dumbledore's guilt to transform Resurrection Stone into a greedy filter: the Ariana it recalled was just an empty shell. In order to maintain this shell, Dumbledore had to pay a massive amount of souls as fuel.
At first, he may have just used Death Eaters for experiments. But as his appetite grew, he killed billions of civilians over the decades. Sadly, most of these souls were actually devoured by Herpo who was hiding behind the scenes. The "return" of Ariana was nothing but a bloody scam used to enslave the great white wizard.
"Write down the underlying logic of this Soul-Draining Formation," Ian coldly ordered Morgana, "Herpo is in These extreme variants on Soul Alchemy are of reference value for the research on Life Code of the Empire. As for this Dumbledore... he is hopeless."
After experiencing several extreme timelines such as "Hermione became Dark Lord" and "Harry completely went dark after the death of Ron", Morgana asked a little tiredly, "Master, don't you have any clues about ourselves?"
Ian was silent for a moment, Blink's pupils shone with silver light. He decided to cast a brand new spell developed based on the Authority he realized in Naruto World - Causal Tracing.
"Since Dark Multiverse reflects the collection of all negative possibilities, then in countless timelines, there must be a node where 'I' also goes to the extreme."
Following the guidance of the spell, Astral Projection opened a door to the deepest shadow.
As soon as he arrived, Ian was shocked by the sight before him. It was no longer the ruins of London, but a large-scale interstellar battlefield that perfectly combined technology and magic.
In the earth's low-Earth orbit, tens of thousands of arcane battleships are spitting out beams of light that destroy the world. Countless high-level Arcanists in purple robes are fighting in Voids. The collision of magic and energy gunfire burns the atmosphere into blood.
"This is... Empire in Civil War?" Ian looked at those familiar battleship paintings and unique spell models, and felt a strong sense of strangeness in his heart.
"Master, according to the underlying memory bank of this planet," Morgana's face turned extremely pale, "In this timeline, you had an accident during a forbidden experiment to promote Fifth Tier.
Your soul has been infected by some Chaos will coming from the depths of Void, causing you to completely fall into a frenzy called 'seeking knowledge'."
After that disaster, Ian became a tyrant with no bottom line. In order to study the ultimate secret of the soul, he did not hesitate to dismantle more than half of the Empire's people alive.
In the end, the royal family members headed by Hermione and Olivia united with all the elders of Illuminati and jointly launched the tragic regicide Civil War.
"Because you have set up too many back-ups and defense protocols, even they can't kill you easily," Morgana sighed. "This war has lasted for ten years and almost wiped out all of the Empire's background."
Ian looked at "himself" in the distance who was being besieged by several wives and exuding an unknown black energy. There was no Wrath in his heart, only an inexplicable coldness.
"Have I been eroded? This is indeed true in terms of probability," Ian calmly analyzed, "If I didn't have that almost pathological caution and paranoia of constant introspection, I would have had countless opportunities to become such a monster on the road to pursuing Truth."
"Have you finally admitted that you are a paranoid?" Morgana turned over Byakugan, trying to ease his inner uneasiness in this way, "If you didn't have these defense mechanisms, you would have died ten thousand times, or become such a bastard that everyone wants to strangle to death."
Ian put away the projection, and Astral Projection's power began to dissipate.
"I am the perfect Arcanist: Infinity's curiosity, supplemented by the most extreme caution," he said lightly, his figure gradually fading, "Dark Multiverse is like a mirror. What it tells me is not who I will become, but who I must not be."
With Blink and Ian transmitting light, they officially embarked on the journey back to Prime Universe with a cabin full of precious data about "wrong evolution". These studies on Negative Karma and soul collapse will become the most solid stepping stone for the Arcane Empire to enter the Tenth Tier position, or even a higher level.