Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Seeing the lifeless silver figure in front of him, Fatir staggered a few steps, his eyes blurred.

The blood went straight to the brain. He was deaf and lost his vision. He looked at Grindelwald in disbelief.

Then, under Grindelwald's cruel gaze, he did not hesitate to drew a knife and pierced it into his heart.

The sharp machete pierced the heart, but a drop of blood could not flow out.

He pulled out the blade and stabbed it three times, but every time the blade was pulled out, his wound quickly healed.

Grindelwald's slender fingers clung to Fatir's back, and he smiled gently:

"Permanent curing curse, will not grow old, will not be killed, this is my last gift to you, do you like it?"

Dang Cang.

The metal scimitar fell to the ground.

Fattier looked like he had seen a ghost. He pushed Grindelwald away and staggered back.

"devil"

Fatir pointed to Grindelwald, and when he finished speaking, he tripped over his own leg and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He tried to get up and ran outside the door. After not running a few steps, he hit a huge ceramic flower, which broke, and he fell to the ground again. This time, he no longer had the ability to get up.

He looked at Grindelwald and murmured:

"devil"

"devil"

"devil"

He kept repeating a sentence, repeating it, repeating it. As he spoke, his eyes lost their brilliance and fell to the ground, motionless.

Grindelwald didn't think of Teal any more, he moved his neck and looked at the sky. Just like before the fitness athlete goes on the field, twist his neck and joints, bounce around in place, and start warming up.

Subsequently.

boom! !

Accompanied by a loud noise.

The dome of the castle was smashed to pieces by a gorgeous four-winged giant bird. Accompanied by the flying glass fragments, and countless flying gravel and sawdust. The big bird fell to the ground and turned into a human form.

At this moment, Hoffa's thunderbird finally arrived, and he came to the place where Grindelwald was.

He saw the small silver-haired body in front of him, as well as the desperate, hollow-eyed Fatir.

At this moment, a huge and rough sense of unreality rushed towards the top door, and his whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cave of absolute zero. Trembling.

At the same time, the anger that ignited in his heart was like a burst of nuclear fusion, and all his thoughts were burnt out in a flash.

The line of sight is blurred, sometimes far and near. Everything disappeared at this moment. All the senses in his whole body are malfunctioning at this moment.

The remnant rationality told him that all of this was true, but the sensibility like a raging cloud refused to believe it.

He turned his head tremblingly and looked at Grindelwald: "You"

Grindelwald smiled calmly. He put his white hair in a short braid behind his forehead and said, "Now it's only you and me. Come on."

"you!!!"

Hoffa made a deafening roar.

Countless pieces of glass shattered at this moment, and the withered rose outside the castle instantly evaporated into debris. The huge mental force field makes every piece of rubble on the ground float in the air.

At this moment, it seemed that the voices from all over the world had disappeared. Hoffa’s body swelled rapidly, his muscles bulged, and countless scaly feathers grew out of him. Almost in the blink of an eye, he became an unknown monster, leaping forward. Up.

Facing such a shocking scene, Grindelwald just put up a magic wand calmly.

"Broken Grip."

boom! !

Countless huge stones rise from the ground. They press Hoffa, and the stone hands instantly turn into steel and unknown alloy. They are twisted and intertwined with each other, large or small.

Hoffa was pressed heavily on the ground.

"Roar!!"

With a roar, Hoffa's body swelled more and more. Hoffa, who had the body of a dragon, climbed up from the ground. He broke free from the shackles of the metal arm, but was smashed down by the larger metal arm again and again.

In the end, at a distance of five or six meters from Grindelwald, the ground split, and thousands of pairs of arms like spider webs abruptly grabbed him, making him immobile.

The bound Hoffa roared furiously: "I killed you, I swear, as long as I live, I will want you to die!"

Grindelwald smiled: "That's really exciting."

Afterwards, he put away his wand, expressionless, and held it with one hand. The dense metal palm like a spider web instantly reversed, directly twisting the entire dragon into a twist.

Hoffa's pain did not retreat in the slightest.

He opened his mouth and his body was burning like magma.

The constant breath of dragon flew towards Grindelwald like a cannonball.

The fire glowed red on Grindelwald's pupils.

He waved his arm: "Tariko-Schita."

A huge shield appeared in front of him, blocking all the flames.

In the gap of bombardment.

Grindelwald raised a finger in his left hand, and the Elder's wand in his right hand drew it down. His arm was wrapped in a black unknown flame.

He bent down and shook Hoffa Void.

Drag and drop!

The black flame was like a black hole, directly dragging the power of the giant dragon in Hoffa's body.

Hoffa, who was bound by the spider web, suddenly tore open, and its body was like melted cheese and boiling wax oil.

The dragon's breath flame and immense power, like an obliquely inflated balloon, flew towards the palm of Grindelwald, like a devil trapped in a Pandora's box.

In less than half a minute, his huge dragon body and endless dragon breath were completely extracted. The power of the dragon was completely stripped from his body and went to Grindelwald. It became a dragon species the size of an arm, struggling desperately.

Hoffa could no longer maintain the form of the dragon and regained his human form.

Grindelwald rubbed his hands, and the struggling dragon seed was in his hand, thwarted by the black flame.

He stood in front of Hoffa and said calmly: "I can give you strength, and naturally I can withdraw strength. From beginning to end, you are nothing."

"Why are you doing this, what's wrong with her?"

Hoffa, who was pressed to the ground by a metal arm, roared.

"Who is wrong? No one is wrong."

Grindelwald put his hand on Hoffa's head, touched it, and said sympathetically:

"The world is nothingness. The only existence in this world of nothingness is truth. There are only choices, no lies, no packaging, fifty to fifty, I gave her a chance."

"Bastard die"

As soon as the voice fell, Hoffa disappeared in place.

Countless metal arms pressed against the empty space.

The next second, Hoffa walked through the ghost and punched Grindelwald in the lower abdomen. The punch punched through his lower abdomen and dragged his intestines out.

Grindelwald bent down, but his expression remained the same throughout.

He grabbed Hoffa's hair with one hand, with a strong and unknown blue flame attached to his other hand, and punched Hoffa in the chest with his backhand.

This punch directly knocked Hoffa's soul out of his.

His colorful soul floated in the void. The blue flame burned directly on Hoffa's soul.

Afterwards, Grindelwald’s body shrivelled, and a black soul penetrated his body like a monster, and swelled rapidly. It grabbed Hoffa’s colorful soul and said viciously: “Too weak, I don’t understand the meaning of death. , Don’t understand the profound meaning of the soul, why are you worthy to stand in front of me."

"To shut up!!"

Hoffa's soul roared sharply.

A flash of lightning flashed through the window, and Hoffa controlled the thunder and lightning and hit it hard.

However, the scorching electric light was scattered by Grindelwald.

He dragged the long devil's tail and dragged Hoffa's colorful soul into his spiritual world.

The world revolves around, like black ink drops spreading in the clear water, forming countless scenes.

In the old wooden house, a woman wailed alone and cut off the umbilical cord. She looked at the flesh and blood that she had produced with absolute disgust in her eyes, and abandoned him like a shoe in the snowy ground.

A **** passing by picked up the baby and nurtured him to grow up.

The dark pictures flowed in the dark garbage dump.

The three teenagers fought for a piece of bread on the ground, and they fought for that piece of bread.

In the end, a thin blond teenager took the upper hand. He stabbed two other teenagers to death with steel bars, but then gave the bread to a passing wild cat.

The picture turned again, and Grindelwald's experience was flipped through before his eyes like the pages of a book.

He was blown by the wind and rain, was hit by hail at the pass, looted by refugees, chased by wild dogs, and stoned by children. He fights for survival during the day, and lives alone in the dark corners of the city at night.

Then, Hoffa entered the deep castle and saw a young man growing up under the spurn and oppression of countless people.

He saw a boy being tortured by school violence, being sexually assaulted, being abandoned, growing up alone, studying alone, and fighting alone.

The pictures flow crazily, every scene is so shocking, and every scene directly points to the madness and depravity in the human subconscious.

Over the course of more than half a century, this man has tasted that he was abandoned by his teacher, by the organization, by the country, by the society, by his friends.

He experienced the death of his lover, the death of his children, and the death of his companions.

Like a lone wolf, he experienced countless disappointments, despair, depression, pain, loneliness, frustration and collapse, but stood up again and again. With great ambition to change the world, he finally stood at the top of this magical world.

boom!

I do not know how long it has been.

The soul returns.

Hoffa thumped and knelt on the ground.

The huge information almost made him unable to turn his mind, and a sense of powerlessness rose from the bottom of his heart.

He was completely defeated.

Whether it is experience, magic, experience, or soul, compared to the other side, all look pale. The pain and suffering this man has experienced is a hundred times, a thousand times.

He raised his head, the fierce hatred and pain only turned into a few words pale, and he said powerlessly: "I will kill you"

Grindelwald's soul also returned, and the wound on his lower abdomen healed quickly. He stood in front of Hoffa, who was kneeling, and smiled:

"If you want to kill me, you have to become me."

"Don't think about it," Hoffa murmured.

"Don't be silly, I am your reality."

Boom! !

Before he could say anything, Grindelwald kicked Hoffa's face.

He kicked him to the ground, his face smashed to the ground.

He could not make any sound and could not move.

Grindelwald shrugged carelessly, unwrapped his hair, squatted on the ground, and softly pressed Hoffa's ear and said, "Become like me, come and kill me again, okay?"

The blood was drenched, and Hoffa tasted the taste of his own blood. But he couldn't answer anymore, the bones on his face had been broken by most.

Then Grindelwald loosened his hair, stood up, and spit on the fallen Hoffa.

"Ss　disissed."