northernbook Chapter 933 is dead, but I'm good at padding, so it'll still be 3 words.
Chapter 933 is dead, but I'm good at padding, so it'll still be 3 words.
"...Is what Mr. Fang is saying now what I understand it to be?"
Dumbledore suspected that he had finally developed dementia and that his hearing was failing him. What Fang Wuwei had said was exactly what he had been dreaming of getting from Fang Wuwei, but he never expected that Fang Wuwei would bring it up so unexpectedly.
Why is this happening...? Could it be that the other party also possesses mind-stealing abilities? But of course, he couldn't be unaware of this possibility; the barrier of his mind-control technique had always been firmly guarding his thoughts...
Could it be that the brain-blocking technique couldn't seal off the opponent's mind-controlling abilities? Indeed... the opponent's power is terrifying, coming from another dimension.
"Yes, without a doubt, Dumbledore, no doubt about it."
"I am certainly very interested in Mr. Fang's proposal, but... why?"
He tried to make his voice sound like pure confusion rather than doubt or wariness. If Dumbledore had brought these things up first, and Fang Wuwei had followed up with his own demands, and then after some discussion the two sides had reached a deal, Dumbledore would have been overjoyed. This was exactly the result he wanted.
But all of this was brought up by Fang Wuwei himself, without any warning, and in such a calm tone that it was as if he were talking about a trivial matter...
Dumbledore had a premonition that the other party probably didn't care about Voldemort at all. This dark cloud that had hung over the wizarding world for decades was probably nothing more than a reptile in their eyes...
Perhaps... the matter the other party mentioned is the most important thing... But whatever it is, as long as the price isn't too high, he has to accept it, even if not for his own sake, but for Harry's and Severus's.
"No reason... Just think of it as me being annoyed with Voldemort, consider it payment for my nagging at Hogwarts."
Fang Wuwei simply shook his head slightly as he said this, then chuckled softly. Even he himself found the reason laughable; it was too perfunctory and too flimsy. But it didn't matter. He ignored Dumbledore's face full of fear and astonishment and continued to speak slowly.
"Voldemort now has six... no, or rather, seven Horcruxes, including Harry Potter himself. Aside from the destroyed diary, the others are the Resurrection Stone (one of the Three Holy Relics), the giant snake beside him, and the artifacts of the three house founders: the Hufflepuff Cup, the Ravenclaw Tiara, and the Slytherin Locket..."
Fang Wuwei continued recounting these things to himself, each name, each place, each key detail like a cold nail, hammering into Dumbledore's mind, completely disregarding whether Dumbledore intended to listen. After all, these were worthless and meaningless things to him. Whether these things were significant to Dumbledore or could be used to demand his satisfaction was utterly unimportant to him.
To him, this intelligence was nothing more than a poorly constructed treasure map of Voldemort, the native villain, and its value was not even as great as a meal casually prepared by the house-elves in the Hogwarts kitchen... except for fish and chips, although they really did love fish and chips.
Dumbledore was completely stunned by Fang Wuwei's series of intelligence reports, and his astonishment and surprise were now evident on his face.
However, he quickly calmed himself down, forcing himself to remain composed. While this information was certainly important, what truly captivated Dumbledore was the 'power to transcend the fate of the world' that he had mentioned earlier...
With this, prophecy will no longer be a shackle, the Savior will no longer bear that cruel fate, and Severus might even find a sliver of relief from that heavy burden of protection and atonement... If he could personally, or at least under his guidance, directly and completely end Voldemort...
If this is true... no... based on the abilities they've demonstrated, it's absolutely true...
“This intelligence is indeed very valuable, and your proposal is very tempting, but before that, let’s talk about what you want first. I’m afraid my old bones can’t handle the hassle.”
Fang Wuwei was able to offer such a heavyweight bargaining chip, one that was heavy enough to change the entire wizarding world. He had to know what Fang Wuwei really wanted.
“What I want is very simple... I need you to proclaim to the world that a god has descended. You just need to spread the word that a real god, the Thunder God, exists in the world. That’s all you need to do. I need the offerings of the world.”
Fang Wuwei received tangible benefits from the Church of Thunder God, and he clearly realized that he was no longer an ordinary human being. The offerings from mortal life would give him, as a god, genuine power. Therefore, he naturally could not give up this stable source of power.
The population of his world is ultimately finite. Even with more time and the world consciousness exerting its power to make the whole world believe in him, there is still a theoretical upper limit. Therefore, Fang Wuwei wanted to try to see if this mysterious thing called faith could be used for cross-world resupply through its own characteristics or with the help of the Crusaders.
If possible... this would be an extremely terrifying force.
"worship?"
Dumbledore was somewhat confused. This inexplicable request left him completely baffled, and he couldn't fathom why Fang Wuwei would make such a strange request.
"Yes, in fact I am a god, a true god with divine status, a mortal being with thoughts. Whether it is the faith of wizards, Muggles, or other intelligent life forms, it will make me stronger. Of course, the more of this kind of thing, the better."
Fang Wuwei was unsure whether faith could be transmitted to him across an entire world. After all, faith was a new concept to him, lacking any supporting knowledge. A world consciousness that had never left the world and had never seen the world would not know these things. Therefore, he needed to conduct an experiment.
"You don't need to feel too much pressure, Albus. To me, preaching in your magical world is just an experiment. Whether it succeeds or not, you will get my help. All you have to do is spread the word for me."
"god......"
"Yes, that's right, Thor."
Fang Wuwei's words remained calm, but Dumbledore's emotions were anything but calm. To be honest, Dumbledore did not reject religion, but he did not trust it either... He did not believe in either Jesus or the ancient god of death.
But now, a being who claims to be a god, who is indeed from a higher dimension outside the world, and who possesses power that he cannot comprehend, is standing before him, asking him to preach and spread his teachings.
Absurd, utterly absurd, yet it carries a chilling sense of reality.
"Alright, sir..."
Dumbledore carefully considered his words, a wry smile appearing on his face.
"However, I'm an old man now. Although I have some reputation in the magical world, if I were to say these things, most people would probably just think I'm senile..."
"It's alright. After all, this is just an experiment. I just want to know if faith can be transmitted to me through the barriers of the world... As long as you start this, even if you do nothing else, this world will naturally pave the way for me."
Fang Wuwei chuckled and shook his head, his gaze seemingly sweeping meaningfully over the ancient stone walls of the castle and the sky outside the window. His main expectation for missionary work was never Dumbledore, but rather the Heavenly Dao and the World Consciousness of this world.
He believed that everything they were saying was being heard by the world's consciousness, and that in consideration of his intervention to save the world, the world's consciousness would likely give them a push...
Uh, maybe? Because he saved Him? After all, every world's consciousness is different. Not every world's consciousness is like that chuunibyou guy, kneeling down when he sees him.
"Then it's settled. Later tonight, I'll give you the key information about the other Horcruxes. As for the Voldemort soul fragment inside Harry Potter, I'll handle it personally. As for the power I promised you..."
As he spoke, Fang Wuwei took out a coin from his pocket, casually tossed it out, and it landed casually in Dumbledore's hand. The coin felt cool to the touch and was heavy, heavier than it looked.
"This is... Muggle currency?"
"Anyway, it's not a pound sterling... I infused it with some of my power. It's easy to use. Just throw it out and let it hit the ground, and the coin will explode. As for the power... I don't know how to describe it, but it's huge. It can easily kill any living being you know right now. Even if you only get a little bit on it, Thor's divine power will be completely destroyed by all his cells. The range of the power is about three meters. If you throw it at Voldemort's feet, he'll be dead. If he doesn't die, call me back and I'll deal with him myself. If he doesn't die in one hit, then it's a deadly mistake."
Upon hearing Fang Wuwei's words, Dumbledore's hand holding the coin trembled almost imperceptibly, but Fang Wuwei's next words made his hand tremble even more violently.
"However, since this is the first time I've made this kind of gadget, and the inspiration came from those two troublemakers, the technology is still immature... so be careful when using it, this thing has no protection, it will explode if it touches the ground."
Upon hearing this, Dumbledore was startled. He stared blankly at the coin in his hand, feeling as if the tiny coin had suddenly become hotter than a dragon egg. A moment later, he shivered violently.
How could you just casually take out something so dangerous?!
"Looks like I'll have to sew a little pocket into my underwear to keep it safe... Oh my god... I don't want to trip and fall and get blown to bits..."