"For the sake of fellow travelers, I give you the last kind advice," Ian looked directly into Charles's eyes and said calmly, "Do you know who is currently the greatest threat to this planet?"
Charles frowned when he heard this. The first name that flashed in his mind was Voldemort, or someone like Dumbledore or Grindelwald.
But from the other person's tone, he realized that the answer was by no means that simple, so he shook his head.
"It's 'Herpo the Foul'."
"The ancient Greece dark wizard who invented Horcrux?"
"That's right. He not only successfully promoted to Bleach, but also created the legendary Deathly Hallows." Ian said slowly, "He is currently trapped in Underworld and has been trying to escape. The war you fought with Muggles happened to provide him with enough death energy to regain his freedom. Soon, he will come to you to settle matters. At that time, you have only three options: die, run away, or become his believer and sacrifice your soul."
Charles's face instantly turned pale.
"Mastermind of that war, could it be him?" Charles has always felt that there was something fishy about that war. He had tried to end the war quickly by Law of Thunder many times, but always encountered inexplicable resistance at critical moments, and ultimately failed. He had long suspected that there was an invisible black hand manipulating everything secretly, deliberately prolonging the lives of Muggles and letting the war drag on endlessly.
"Nine times out of ten." Ian nodded.
"How strong is he?"
"Eighth Tier." Ian replied, "In my timeline, because he did not have the worship of believers and was trapped in Underworld, his strength was greatly reduced. But in your world, the situation may not be so optimistic."
Charles's mind suddenly flashed into a terrorist organization that has been frequently active in the Empire recently; this group of lunatics seem to fanatically worship "death" itself, and their only purpose is to cause killings and death everywhere.
At first, he didn't take these clowns seriously, after all, Wizarding World would always have a few such cults pop up from time to time; they were usually farces caused by some misguided wizards or Muggles who came into contact with some lost Dark Magic knowledge.
There are also some Pure-blood nobles with ulterior motives who will secretly support the cult to seek personal gain. But now it seems that there is a more unfathomable conspiracy hidden behind this.
"Thank you." Charles said these two words with difficulty. Ian just nodded slightly and did not reveal any more information.
He did not tell Charles the information about Atlanteans who had reached Sixth Tier civilization, nor did he mention the tragedy Civil War that Mars people were experiencing, nor did he mention the coming of Prophecy Guznader in the future.
In any case, the reason why he gave the warning was entirely for the sake of the little girl named Phoebe. His kindness was nothing more than that.
Charles turned around and returned to his family, on the pretext that he had something to deal with. After putting the children to sleep, they came to a secret room deep in the palace. The room was filled with huge glass culture cabins, filled with green nutrient solution, and a naked body floated in each cabin.
"Are you really going to follow him?" Bellatrix asked with worried eyes.
"Do I have any other choice?"
"We can use [Nexus Weapon]! I don't believe this fair-looking guy can resist Bloodline Curse!"
Charles sighed. Bloodline Curse is indeed an extremely powerful ultimate weapon. He combined the resentment hidden in countless Magical Creatures bloodlines with the remaining will Fusion to create this kind of terrifying killing weapon that can ignore the gap in rank.
"You don't understand how far his Empire has developed. It shows overwhelming advantages in all fields."
He knew that Arcane Empire not only had dragons, but also True Dragon of Pure-blood, not the inferior flying dragons in the world of Harry Potter. The only explanation for this situation was that they had mastered the technology to perfectly raise Pure-blood's pulse, a technology he was still struggling to explore to this day.
"Then we will detonate [Death Chamber] and die with him!" Bellatrix shouted unwillingly.
"Even if your plan succeeds by chance, what happens next?" Charles waved his wand and cast a Levitation Charm on the cultivation cabin numbered 1.
"If their emperor dies here, Arcane Empire will definitely take revenge crazily. They only need to send a few Sixth Tier Arcanist at random, and they can easily blow this planet into ashes. By then, what will we do to survive?"
The room fell silent for a moment, with only the heavy and rapid breathing of everyone left.
"This is still the best case scenario. In anger, they may even destroy the entire Milky Way Galaxy to bury their ruler. Even if we successfully escape to other dimensions, with their technological strength, it will be easy to hunt us down."
This once arrogant Imperial Family family felt such profound powerlessness and despair for the first time. Except for that war, it can be said that their life has been smooth sailing.
But today, they finally realized the cruelty of the universe and the sad fate of weak civilizations in the face of absolute power:
They have no dignity, no pride, and even the will to resist has been deprived of them; the life and death of billions of people only depends on the thought of that man.
"Is there really no other way?" Hermione's voice was full of unwillingness and Wrath. Charles's body was trembling slightly. Although he looks calm on the surface, how can he not be full of Wrath and grievance in his heart? He has always tried to play the role of an omnipotent and indestructible protector in front of his family, making them believe that no matter what danger they encounter, he can protect them.
However, the appearance of that man ruthlessly shattered his pride and all his achievements; the majestic image he had worked so hard to build collapsed in the face of absolute strength.
"At least, he gave us a way out."
Charles's only thought now is to survive. As long as he can save his life, nothing else matters. As long as he is still alive, he still has a chance to return to the top and even surpass the limits of this universe.
After sighing, he controlled the huge cultivation cabin and came to another room in the castle; to be precise, this was a replica of Ministry of Magic [Time Room]. Without any hesitation, he placed the cultivation cabin in the center of the room, and then began to use his wand to quickly carve dense runes on the ground.
After everything was ready, he closed his eyes, mobilized the abilities in his body, and activated the rune array on the ground.
Click!
The door of the training chamber slowly opened, and a naked body came out. His appearance and body shape were exactly the same as Charles. The clone seemed a little confused at first, and he needed some time to synchronize his memory with the original body.
"What is the success rate this time?" Charles asked.
"12 hours."
"Enough." Charles said in a deep voice. Although this clone has inherited his time ability, it can only go back 12 hours, which is only half of his original body. However, it is better than nothing.
"You must prepare for the worst: if I fail to come back, you will have to deal with the threat of Herpo alone," Charles warned. "In addition to Herpo, there may be other potential crises that he has not disclosed. You must always remain vigilant."
"I understand." The clone nodded. He knew that they had to speed up the progress of many plans, especially the project about interstellar navigation; that was the only hope for the Magic Empire to survive the coming disaster.
"Very good, everything here is left to you."
Charles took a deep breath, and then walked out of the room without looking back. He did not look at his family again, let alone say goodbye to them; he was afraid that once he looked back, he would not be able to control his emotions and collapse.
"Are you ready?" Ian looked at him calmly.
"Okay."
"Let's go."
Ian boarded the spacecraft with Charles. As soon as Charles stepped into the cabin door, his eyes darkened and he fainted, and was then taken away by Golem. The spacecraft opened a Spatial Door and returned to Void outside the timeline where Charles was located. After completing the extremely complicated access procedures, it officially returned.
After returning to Prime Universe, Ian immediately took action. He handed over the body of Charles to Time-Space Aurors and ordered them to speed up the research on [Time Lord] at all costs.
He promised to provide unlimited financial support, and all he wanted was results. Later, he sent C-137's body to the laboratory to study the Divine Power and magic Fusion mechanisms.
After arranging all this, he contacted Luna non-stop and asked about Divination's progress. However, Luna said that she was still working hard to dig out more information and needed more time.
So, while Ian began to crack the secret of that [Wizard Tribe Cube], he patiently waited for the task force sent to Multiverse to bring back other Cosmic Cube bodies.