Merits and Wrongs Lost to History

"Have you forgotten that you gave this Invisibility Cloak to Ignotus Peverell more than a thousand years ago?" Xiwen looked up at Death's crimson eyes and said coldly. "It doesn't belong to Cloak; it belongs to the Potter Family."

"That was tricked out of me by Peverell through despicable means!" Death roared furiously. "They disguised themselves as my followers, gained my trust, and that's why I rewarded them with my Cloak. Who knew these traitors would use my Cloak and my power against me?!"

"You humans are indeed the most despicable race. You were like this a thousand years ago, and you are still like this a thousand years later, using my things to fight against me!"

"I told you, this is the Potter Family's Invisibility Cloak, not yours," Xiwen said coldly. "Besides, you were the one who invaded our territory first. Do you think it's ridiculous, Mr. Death, to expect us to reason with a thug like you who invaded someone else's home?"

Sensing Xiwen's unmoved words and emotions, Death paused for a moment, then laughed freely.

"Rozier, do you consider the Peverell Brothers to be heroes of your humanity, the Chosen One who saved your entire race from peril?" he asked Xiwen, his tone laced with undisguised sarcasm.

Without hesitation, Xiwen replied, "Of course."

"Do you know why I trusted these three people so much, even giving them my Invisibility Cloak as a reward?"

Xiwen frowned, wondering what seductive words Death was about to utter this time.

Before he could think further, Death's next words revealed the cruel truth of a thousand years ago—

"You probably don't know how many of your own people the Three Peverell Brothers murdered and how many heinous crimes they committed in order to gain my trust!" Death said mockingly. "You don't really think that after I was sealed away by those three traitors, with the power I had left, I could still bewitch those wizards who could pose a threat to them, do you?"

"You may know that a wizard killed Antioch Peverell in his sleep in a small town inn and stole the Elder Wand. But what you don't know is that the wizard didn't kill him out of greed for the Elder Wand or because of my influence. Rather, it was because his father was killed by Antioch, and he only wanted to gain my trust."

"As for the second brother, Cadmus Peverell, after they sealed me in another dimension, the wizards who had killed his relatives and friends sought revenge with burning rage. His wife was struck by a curse in the chaos. The Resurrection Stone couldn't truly resurrect her, so Cadmus committed suicide in despair."

At this point, Death let out a hearty laugh and continued speaking.

"It's a real pity. The third brother, Ignotus Peverell, was lucky enough to get my Invisibility Cloak. Therefore, no enemies were able to find him, which allowed him to live to the end." He said regretfully, then turned his gaze to Xiwen and asked:

Do you still consider those three villains to be heroes of humanity?

Under Death's expectant gaze, Xiwen slowly exhaled.

"Of course, they have always been heroes of humanity," he said, emphasizing each word. "I know perfectly well that the culprit is not those three great wizards who fought and struggled for the future of humanity, but you, the invader who invaded the human world!"

"I believe that when they harmed their fellow citizens to gain your trust, they must have felt immense pain and sorrow. But for the sake of humanity's future, such things are unavoidable; it's a tragedy that no infiltrator can ever escape."

"But as descendants, we cannot blame these brave ancestors for the disaster. Instead, we should seek out the culprit who caused it. That is, you, Death!"

With each additional word Xiwen spoke, Death's gaze grew colder, until the last word fell, and Death's look at him completely transformed into that of someone looking at a dead man.

"Since that's the case, I'll grant your wish."

His deep, hoarse voice echoed throughout the space.

The next moment, countless skeletons densely covered the blood-red earth, swarming towards Xiwen; countless Dementor and ghosts with blood-red eyes also swept across the entire sky, and for a moment the world was plunged into darkness!

Faced with this scene, Xiwen's expression became more solemn than ever before.

"El!" he shouted.

An invisible, colorless Cloak was lifted, revealing a pretty girl with golden hair on the blood-red ground.

She is the trump card that Xiwen has been saving until today, the one she is willing to use. Her bloodline contains Blood Curse known as the "Death's Curse," and she is actually the owner of the highest-level Death's Mark from a thousand years ago— Elshiona Greengrass.

With Xiwen's help, the girl completely concealed her presence with a full-body Invisibility Cloak, even fooling Death's eyes and making him believe that only Xiwen had come to this Dimension of Death.

Without the help of the Death's power borrowed from the girl, Xiwen probably wouldn't have been able to open the Dimensional Gate leading here!

Xiwen had hesitated for a long time about letting Elshiona come along.

On the one hand, her strength was still far from sufficient, and on the other hand, borrowing the power of the Death Reaper carried the risk of being discovered. Fortunately, after conducting numerous experiments, Xiwen discovered that borrowing a small amount of power would not be detected by the Death, who was constantly transmitting energy to his followers, which finally made him make up his mind.

Looking at the overwhelming and terrifying enemies before her, Elshiona's face paled slightly, but she still resolutely followed the method taught to her by Xiwen, forming hand seals and drawing upon the vast black energy from the Death's Mark deep within her bloodline.

Standing beside her, Xiwen used the power of Death to create a larger, purer space unaffected by the Dark Barrier, while secretly preparing for another spell.

Meanwhile, Death also sensed Elshiona's greatly amplified power and clearly perceived the draining of his own energy. He glanced at her in surprise, then gave a cold laugh.

"So you're still going to use my power against me? If I don't lend it to you, what other options do you have?"

But then Death's gaze changed.

"What exactly did you do?!" he asked in astonishment.

Seeing Death's reaction, Xiwen, who had been somewhat tense, breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled, saying, "Mr. Death, some powers aren't something you can simply refuse to lend."

That's a method of borrowing power that has been honed over Ancient One hundred years; how could it be so easily broken!