It would not tolerate being challenged.
The Basilisk let out a deafening roar, its enormous body thrashing wildly within the Magic Formation, every lash carrying tremendous force.
The threads of light projected by the Beast-Taming Ring snapped one after another under its struggles. The entire Magic Formation teetered on the verge of collapse, and the Moonstones began to flicker.
Gerald desperately drove his Yuanqi to stabilize the Magic Formation, but the thousand-year-old Basilisk's Magical Power far exceeded Nagini's.
The man and serpent held out against each other for less than ten seconds before the Magic Formation collapsed completely. The Beast-Taming Ring rapidly shrank and flew back into his palm.
Freed from the Magic Formation's restraints, the Basilisk opened its enormous mouth and bit down at the intruder who had dared enter its territory.
Its jaws opened nearly a hundred and eighty degrees, wide enough to swallow an entire Muggle car. Two rows of inward-curving venomous fangs gleamed coldly beneath the eerie blue magical flames.
"Don't be rash! I'm Slytherin's heir! I've come to get you!" Gerald shouted in Parseltongue, his voice echoing through the Chamber of Secrets.
"Roar! There isn't a trace of his scent in your blood-kill!" The murderous intent in the Basilisk's slit pupils intensified, its answering hiss ancient and hoarse.
Its enormous jaws snapped toward Gerald with astonishing speed, bringing a gust of fetid wind.
Gerald pushed off with his toes and sprang backward. The Lightness Talisman flashed briefly against his chest as he slid several meters to the left, barely evading the strike.
The Basilisk's jaws clamped shut where he had just stood, the impact making the ground tremble.
It did not pause after missing. Its enormous head deftly swung through half a turn in midair, locking onto Gerald's position again, before its whole body shot