When an Acromantula transformed with the blood of a basilisk fights a real basilisk, what will be the result
Not to mention magic schools in other areas, at least wizards who graduated from Hogwarts still have enough understanding of these two magical creatures that are both level 5X in the Ministry of Magic.
After all, the textbook used for the Care of Magical Creatures class at Hogwarts has always been "Monsters and Where to Find Them" by magical creature expert Newt Scamander.
It was written very clearly in that book. It has been proven through research that the Basilisk has always been the natural enemy of the Acromantulas.
"boom!"
Maka followed the two little guys and walked around in the invisible sewer. Step by step, they came to a certain main waterway located deeper.
And then, he heard a rumble coming from the corner in front, and the dull impact was clearly audible.
To be honest, Maka is also very curious about the battle between the alienated Acromantula and the Basilisk. Because no matter what, it would be difficult for him to find another basilisk other than the one in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets from other places.
Of course, the outcome of the battle was actually not what he wanted to know most. He just wanted to see if these alienated Acromantulas, who had not awakened the fatal sight talent from their modified bloodline, could withstand the gaze of the basilisk.
"Just close your eyes for a moment!"
The eyes of the basilisk are connected to death, and those who look into it will surely die. As the first breeder of this dangerous magical creature, Haierbo may have planned to violate the rules of death.
However, perhaps it was the birth of the basilisk that made Haierbo see the horror of the rules of death. That's why he didn't gradually deepen his research, but turned to the safer soul rules.
Maka could even follow this guess and think that the method of making Horcruxes invented by Haierbo might be a method developed to keep herself away from the rules of death.
The eyes of the basilisk are dangerous... In other words, anything related to the rules of death will make no one dare to take it lightly.
"If we accidentally die under the sight of the basilisk, Haierbo will have to look at our corpses and laugh at us for three days and three nights before he gives up."
After giving a reminder to the windbreaker wizard walking behind her, Maka closed her eyes slightly and followed the two little spiders around the corner ahead.
Although it was pitch dark here, not to mention the basilisk's eyes, he couldn't even see his own hands. The reason why the two of them can still move freely at this moment depends on their subtle perception of the magic around them.
But it's better not to take it lightly, isn't it
When the two followed the little guys to the other side of the corner, they could go no further. Because here is a very spacious passage, and the basilisk is screaming and deadlocked not far away.
Maka sensed that many Acromantulas had returned to their original size, crowding the originally huge passage.
"Hiss—"
Listening to the Basilisk's low cry, even Maka, who is not a Parselmouth, can hear it. This voice is full of threats and warnings.
On the ground on the other side, several large alienated Acromantulas had fallen down. Most of their legs were partially broken, and a smelly and thick liquid gurgled out from the fractures, quietly flowing all over the ground.
Snake teeth are used to spray and inject venom. They are not very hard, and snakes are not in the habit of biting their prey.
Fortunately, judging from the situation at the scene, the Basilisk's sight did not seem to have a fatal effect on his alienated Acromantulas. At most, it made the spiders' movements slower.
But relatively speaking, the petrifying vision of the spiders was obviously useless—even if it was surrounded by so many Acromantulas, the basilisk showed no signs of turning into stone.
However, in terms of physical combat alone, this basilisk is obviously larger than the one in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets. Under several sieges from a large number of Acromantulas, not only did they not harm it, but they even knocked down several of them in succession.
While Maka and the windbreaker wizard were "watching" the confrontation ahead, they saw the Acromantulas suddenly surrounding them again.
Just in the blink of an eye, spiders of all sizes began to move. Their long and flexible legs appeared to be extremely flexible among the crowded companions, and they were not affected at all when coming and going. Some even climbed to the top of the waterway and launched attacks from the air.
For a moment, the dense "click-click" footsteps drowned out the basilisk's screams, and the strong claws and sharp mouthparts bit at the basilisk one after another.
When the petrified sight has no effect, injecting venom has become the Acromantula's preferred attack method. In this regard, snakes and spiders are actually inexplicably similar in some aspects.
Unfortunately, although their mouthparts are sharp, it is difficult to penetrate the basilisk's exceptionally tough skin. On the contrary, as for the Basilisk, its sharp fangs are not only effective, but its powerful tail can often sweep away several Acromantulas at once.
"Bang! Bang..."
With a series of crashing sounds and masonry flying, Maka waved her hand and caught several of the spiders that were blown away.
Most of those on the opposite side who didn't have time to take care of them were hit hard on the wall, and then slid to the ground. They didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
"Do you need some medical treatment?"
The windbreaker wizard's hoarse voice sounded softly in his ears. She seemed to want to treat those Acromantulas that were injured but not dead. After all, these were the "companions" raised by Maka.
But at the next moment, Maca immediately shook his head.
"No need," he said, "for the Acromantula tribe, death is not a sad thing... Well, although it may be difficult for us humans to accept their values, sometimes I also think , ideas like that might make life easier."
While Maka was talking to the windbreaker wizard, the dead or dying Acromantulas were quickly surrounded by little spiders - they began to quickly gnaw at the same kind that had been sacrificed in the battle.
After the Acromantula dies, there are rarely any corpses left, because almost all of them will become food for the descendants of the same race.
So, if spiders also feel sad about death, then perhaps their way of paying homage to the deceased is to make them as much of a part of themselves as possible!
"Everyone stop, get out of the way!"
Seeing that the Acromantula really had nothing to do with the basilisk, Maka understood that even if the fear of natural enemies was eliminated through blood transformation, natural enemies would still be natural enemies after all.
Even though this basilisk is unexpectedly huge, so many Acromantulas can't even hurt it, which is enough to explain a lot of things.
As Maka shouted, a large number of Acromantulas decisively began to retreat and disperse, making way for a path between Maka and the Basilisk.
"hiss-"
Compared with the Acromantula, which is smart enough to learn human language, the Basilisk does not have that talent. Although they can survive for a long time through suspended animation, and their strength will continue to grow with age, their intelligence has never been very high.
But even so, the other party seemed to have clearly judged the current situation at once - it understood that the human being who could stop the Acromantula with just one sentence should not be underestimated.
As a result, the snake's caution was immediately reflected on its body.
However, Maka did not pay too much attention to the warning of the basilisk, nor did she look at its gradually rising snake head. His focus was always on the area around it.
When facing the basilisk, you just need to be careful not to open your eyes. Maka really doesn't think there is anything to worry about elsewhere.
I think when he was only in the second grade, he skinned a basilisk and even ate a piece of basilisk meat. Including the wizard robe he is wearing now and the staff he is holding are all made of those materials.
If Haierbo were not here, this basilisk would be just another pile of high-quality material for him.
Yes, if Herbo wasn't here.
"Aren't there any traces...?"
During the air-to-air confrontation with the basilisk, Makazi carefully sensed the surrounding space, trying to find signs of the possible existence of Haierbo.
However, he failed to get any gains.
In fact, it's hard to say whether this is a bad thing or a good thing. Because Maka couldn't be sure now whether she wanted to see him again.
Well, maybe he still wants to see him as soon as possible!
At least before that big rock falls from the sky, it would be a good idea to find a way to "kill" him again. After all, that way he can concentrate on dealing with the crisis of the falling meteorite.
However, Haierbo does not seem to be here, otherwise he would not be unaware of its existence at all.
"In that case, you'd better die!"
Naturally, Maka would not show any mercy towards this basilisk that was killing all living beings. Immediately, he raised the staff in his hand, and a bright ice-blue light beam shot out from the top of the staff.
On the opposite side, the basilisk, which had always been on alert, immediately noticed his movements and quickly sensed a huge threat.
Pure magic of the power of rules, this is one of the most powerful combat magics of ancient wizards. It is simple, crude, and effective, and maximizes its lethality.
Unlike summoning spells, which are usually used as distractions, this is a real fatal blow.
The next second, the basilisk quickly lowered its body and tried to avoid it, but it was still scratched a little.
And with just such a slight touch, the terrifying ultra-low temperature caused a shiny white patch to appear on its highly magic-resistant skin.
"Crack-"
With a slight freezing sound, Maka's staff waved again.
"Mr. McClain, wait a minute!"