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Dudley did not know whether the draw system had a pity mechanic, but in any case, the last draw produced a huge surprise.
Dudley was quite happy.
It had stayed quiet, then ended with a bang.
Cosmo Beast Style came from the Japanese tokusatsu series Ultraman. It was Master Alude of Planet D60's signature technique, later learned by Absolute Diavolo of the Ultimate clan.
Yes, the companion of that self-proclaimed ultimate life form, Absolute Tartarus.
Cosmo Beast Style was known as the greatest martial art in the Ultraman world, and Mighty Bull-Breaking Fist was the strongest technique within Cosmo Beast Style, possessing tremendous power.
Although that little golden bull Diavolo had poor actual combat performance, that only proved his skill level was truly lacking. Unfortunately, with Dudley's current level, he should not even dream of displaying the terrifying power shown in the series for the time being. After all, Dudley could not transform.
But it could still serve as a hidden trump card.
At the very least, it was on the same level as LV5 Iron Mountain Charge.
After obtaining such a powerful trump card, Dudley gave Charizard and My Little Pony another bag of feed each, then set out toward Hogwarts Castle.
He soon returned to Hogwarts Castle. The first thing Dudley did after returning was release the Acromantulas.
With a flash of white light, the Acromantulas he had brought from the Forbidden Forest appeared in the corridor. As food for the basilisk, Acromantulas were extremely sensitive to its scent. Therefore, in the castle where the basilisk lived, almost the moment they appeared, they froze in place.
Their eight legs hugged tightly together, curling them into balls. They refused to move at all, like spider balls.
Fear of a natural enemy.
"Move, or be slapped to death by me. Pick one."
Dudley's palm lightly brushed over their heads, and his indifferent voice made the unlucky Acromantulas' hearts tremble.
This human was also like their natural enemy.
No, he was even more terrifying than their natural enemy. A natural enemy would at most eat a few of their kind and leave once full. This human had killed countless members of their kind.
They very unwillingly unfolded their bodies. If they had a choice, they would never have come to this castle, even if their lives depended on it.
Dudley tied a rope to each Acromantula and began searching for traces of the basilisk.
Naturally, the Acromantulas were unwilling to cooperate. Only a fool would willingly look for a basilisk.
But Dudley had a method. The more the Acromantulas refused to go in a certain direction, the more Dudley dragged them that way.
Reverse radar.
With the limited brain capacity of these ordinary Acromantulas, they would never understand how Dudley found the correct location, even if their lives depended on it.
Dragging and pulling them all the way, Dudley reached the girls' bathroom on the second floor.
'Does this mean the basilisk went back?'
Dudley then found the brass tap engraved with a small snake in the bathroom and said a few words to the snake carving. The snake carving split apart and spun rapidly, and a secret passage appeared before him.
He slipped inside with practiced ease. Clearly, this was not the first time Dudley had done this. He had come to the Chamber of Secrets before. Although he was not a Parselmouth, he knew the languages of magical creatures. As long as snake-like magical creatures existed in this world, he knew their language.
After a thousand years without being cleaned, the entire passage was wet and slippery. Moss, unknown fungi, and mushrooms grew everywhere. When Dudley descended through the passage, he collected some along the way.
Before long, he reached the end of the passage.
Passing through it, Dudley landed steadily on the ground.
This place was even deeper than the Slytherin common room. Ahead of him was pitch darkness.
Even though Dudley's eyes gathered light very well, he truly could not see when there was not the slightest light.
With a casual point, a beam of light shot from his fingertip and illuminated the path ahead.
Dudley had already played with the Lighting Charm until it produced tricks. If he cast it with full strength, a certain vampire who had rejected his humanity would suffer a serious loss.
Compared with the resource-rich passage, only a few unknown plants that thrived in darkness grew here.
There was a relatively open area within the tunnel. A huge snakeskin had originally been placed there. Judging by how fresh it looked, it had been shed by the basilisk not long ago.
In accordance with his principle of never wasting anything, Dudley collected it.
That was good material. Basilisk skin, especially the skin of a thousand-year-old basilisk, was truly high quality. Not only was it unusually tough, it also had a certain degree of spell resistance. More importantly, it was a very fine Potions ingredient.
At the end of the tunnel stood a stone wall, with two stone snakes twisted around each other.
After speaking in snake language again, the stone wall slowly opened.
The space behind the wall was clearly much broader than the tunnel, and the light was relatively brighter. At least Dudley could see the path ahead without the Lighting Charm.
The Acromantulas refused to move even half a step farther once they reached this place.
It seemed the basilisk was nearby. Red light lit up, and the Acromantulas were returned to the red-and-white ball.
This place resembled a plaza. Many stone pillars carved with coiled and intertwined serpents stood everywhere, rising high to support a ceiling swallowed by darkness. They cast long, strange black shadows across the entire room, which was filled with a greenish, mysterious haze.
It had quite a haunted-house atmosphere.
Anyone who arrived here would probably have the same first impression: a villain's secret base.
Because the space was large, even the slightest sound produced a loud echo.
At the far end stood a statue.
It had an aged, monkey-like face, sparse long whiskers, and a pair of small eyes completely out of proportion with the statue. It looked unbelievably sleazy.
Dudley did not know whether this was Slytherin's strange sense of humor, or whether his taste had simply been poor.
In short, it really was ugly.
While secretly observing the surrounding environment, Dudley touched the other red-and-white ball at his waist. Inside was a pile of roosters he had caught on the way from Hagrid's hut. These were all roosters Hagrid had recently bought from outside. According to Hagrid, the roosters he had raised before had often disappeared for no obvious reason.
According to the legend of the basilisk's birth, roosters were the basilisk's natural enemy. Once it heard a rooster crow, the basilisk would be harmed or even killed.
Frankly, whether that claim was true remained open to question.
Because a rooster was a very ordinary creature.
Considering how highly Slytherin praised the basilisk, even naming it the King of Serpents, there was no reason such a powerful creature would die because of an ordinary rooster's crow.
Furthermore, a basilisk was born from an egg laid by a rooster and hatched beneath a toad.
Since it was itself related to roosters, it should not fear roosters that much. In Dudley's view, the rooster said to be the basilisk's natural enemy might have been a magical creature from a thousand years ago that was also called a rooster.
In any case, bringing them was better than bringing nothing.
With Data Eyes scanning the area, he found no trace of the basilisk, and he found no trace of Audrina either.
Of course, it could not be ruled out that they had used some other method to evade the Data Eyes' detection. After all, the Acromantulas were currently scared out of their minds.
Then where was the basilisk?
At that moment, several bubbles slowly rose from the water behind Dudley.
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