Chapter 55 The Gift to the God of Death

vatican,

confidential archives,

Located in a corner of the Borgia courtyard.

As a rare forbidden place for outsiders to step on, the archives have 84 kilometers of bookshelves, and there are 35,000 volumes of catalogues for reference only.

Although the number may not be comparable to that of the US Library of Congress, most of the books in the archives are out of print.

It can be said that there are the most ancient treasures in the world.

In addition to state documents, correspondence, papal ledgers, and documents accumulated by churches over hundreds of years, there are many... banned books!

For example, Galileo's banned manuscripts, and Copernicus's.

Many of the world's out-of-print scientific masterpieces have manuscript copies here.

Of course, as the two opposing sides of the Middle Ages, there are a lot of books about wizards and magic in the archives.

It can be said that this is the Muggle library with the most magical books.

But these things are hard to see the light of day.

Because of the Vatican's classified archives, outsiders are forbidden to enter.

Although you can submit an application if you want to read the documents, only a few people can pass the application, and the archives will only provide photocopied documents.

Some taboo things, such as magic, are also not in the public catalog.

However, outside this restricted area, a sixteen-year-old boy appeared at this moment.

Tom is holding a manuscript of Calabarian esotericism, wearing a yarmulke, and wearing the traditional Catholic purple robe and white corset.

He stepped onto the deserted Fonda Gate tower road leading to the archives, and entered the archives with ease.

For others, the archives were off-limits, but for him, they were the perfect sanctuary.

Not only can you avoid wizards and Muggles, but also the old man who calls himself "Slytherin".

The old man, I'm afraid he never dreamed, he would be hiding in the Vatican's secret archives - the lair of this wizard's foe? !

Through the dim door, Tom entered the inner chamber through the arched entrance.

He took a deep breath.

In order to preserve precious books, the oxygen level in the airtight archive room is very low, and it is almost a vacuum inside.

But ten minutes ago, he had controlled the Muggle guards and turned on the oxygen supply system.

Tom made his way to the transparent storage room, the flashing red indicator labels at the end of each bookshelf.

He ended up in the Jewish diocese and put the Kabbalah esoteric writings back on their original bookshelves.

Kabbalah is a branch of Judaism that requires adherents to adhere to a strenuous process of meditation and a strict ascetic lifestyle.

The most famous is the Kabbalah Tree of Life.

According to Slytherin, prehistoric mysteries are lost in these religious texts.

The harmony of Kabbalah esoteric hides a part of knowledge.

After Tom came back from the underworld, he didn't want to go to Constantinople for a short time. He needed to find another place to study.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} The secret archives of the Vatican are secret and, for Tom, a treasure trove.

After sorting the books, Tom sat on a chair and took out a strangely shaped coffin.

In the coffin flowing water, eight pieces of souls are swimming in the water.

The largest piece, larger than all the other soul fragments combined.

On the next door, Tom saw the news that Stark and Dumbledore had killed Voldemort.

He used the Soul Gathering Coffin to summon the soul of the body.

The remaining five pieces are of different sizes, but the difference is not large, occupying the second gradient.

This is the soul fragment of the five Horcruxes.

There are also two smallest fragments, almost indistinguishable... These are the two souls that appeared one after another on Harry's forehead.

At this moment, Tom has collected all his souls.

All he needs to do is to be one again, to have a whole soul again.

The production process of Horcrux is evil, but it does not mean that this process is reversible and cannot be restored.

Wizards can make Horcruxes, and they can disarm Horcruxes.

The key to both processes is "regret".

When creating a Horcrux, a wizard first commits a murder on purpose.

Killing in self-defense or to protect others is not enough, killing must be committed intentionally and consciously without feeling...regret for it.

If you want to disarm the Horcrux and restore your soul again, you must truly feel what you have done, and then… repent.

But correspondingly, the pain of repentance may destroy the Horcrux maker.

In Tom's view, it wasn't that difficult.

The so-called repentance... In the eyes of a wizard who has learned prehistoric profound meaning, it is just a use of emotional power.

Similar to the power of "love".

The point is the pain enough to kill a wizard... Tom can be resurrected indefinitely, and he will die if he dies.

He was even a little proud that he would repent of his killing in the Catholic Holy Land.

Resurrected here again to make the soul whole...a bit like Jesus?

It's so ceremonial! !

After playing for a while in the United States to become a high-level purger, Tom had a whim and decided to get a Pope Dangdang.

Finally, as the Pope, launch a holy war against the wizarding world, a modern "crusade"!

Isn't it beautiful! !

But Tom still underestimated the horror of splitting eight soul fragments.

It was a kind of torture like karmic fire.

In the first second of his repentance, his whole body seemed to be burnt by a fiery fire spell. It was only a split second from kneeling on his knees to his body falling to the ground.

The magic power of the whole body suddenly stagnated. The pain that pierced through the whole body was a hundred times more terrifying than the splitting of the soul when making the Horcrux.

Splitting the Horcrux is only equivalent to a caesarean section.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} And the recovery of the soul is more like scraping bones without anesthesia.

It was as if a forty-three-yard foot was forcibly shoved into a thirty-yard iron shoe.

There is also the torture of the soul... Tom can feel that the resentment of the souls killed by him are swallowing his soul.

Tom tried his best to raise his head, his internal organs like a river overturned.

He stretched out a hand miserably and with difficulty, grabbed the wand tightly, and killed himself immediately.

After he was resurrected again, his withered and sickly complexion instantly turned rosy.

Tom was panting and lay on the ground.

The first time, it was really painful.

But he was mentally prepared and immediately started a second attempt.

If he doesn't dare to continue, is he still the Dark Lord?

After three minutes this time, Tom killed himself again.

Maybe some things will hurt the first time, but after a while, they will be comfortable... But it definitely doesn't include the recovery of the soul.

Tom died 4,396 times in a row, from morning to evening. Under this repeated torture, he finally succeeded.

The slump on Tom's face slowly faded away. He was dripping with sweat, lying on the ground and couldn't help laughing loudly.

He was finally complete, and it took him five years to resurrect him from the diary, and he was finally no longer that sixteen-year-old soul fragment.

The most important thing is... the memories of all souls are poured into Tom's mind continuously.

The influx of a large amount of memory in an instant caused his brain to be a little confused.

The integrity of the soul, although it cannot directly bring powerful power to make him immediately as powerful as the body, it can obtain all the memories of the body.

Those magical knowledge, those obscure and powerful black magic, can be mastered again by him in time.

Tom Riddle rose slowly from the ground.

At this moment, he is restrained, intelligent, immortal, and has all the memories of Voldemort for seventy years...

This is the most powerful Tom Riddle, the most perfect Dark Lord! !

The corners of Tom's mouth twitched, showing a smile, as if the world was about to be ruled by him again.

What Dumbledore, what Stark, what Slytherin... He would kill them one by one.

Tom was imagining a better future, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly froze.

From the depths of the "archive room", there was a sudden applause, and a tall old man wearing a cardinal's clothes walked out slowly.

"Tom, it's been a long time since I returned to this world, why did you hide here?

Did you forget to promise me something? "

The old man looked at Tom as if he were looking at a work of art he had made with his own hands.

Now that the artwork is complete, it's time to offer him to Death as a gift.

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