Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

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The dropped flute was chopped into two pieces.

The curse knife didn't stop at all, and the beheading was within a second.

In a flash of lightning, Hoffa volley blocked the fatal blow with his back. Then took Nico Lemay into the ghost walk.

The burnt smell pervades.

Miller was panting with dark circles under his eyes.

Two broken wings fell heavily from the sky to the ground.

Ten seconds later, Hoffa walked away from the ghost holding Nico Lemay, leaning on the hedge of the maze, his body trembling violently because of the pain.

"How are you!?" He asked tremblingly, holding Nicole May.

"Cough cough cough... stupid boy... you, your wings are broken."

Nicole LeMay was panting heavily, his chest rising and falling, and blood spurted out of his mouth with every breath. The arrow of Nali was inserted precisely in his heart, making him almost unable to breathe.

"Don't die, don't die..."

Hoffa frantically fumbled in Nicol LeMay's arms, trying to find some medicine, his brain was like a paste, falling into a blank.

His hands shook for a long time, and he couldn't find the medicine, so Hoffa grabbed his hair in annoyance.

"why!"

He was so unwilling that he didn't notice that Grindelwald got closer and closer to him. Aglaia is dead, Fatiel is dead, Chloe’s body is dead, Barty and his son are dead, and now Nicole May is also going to die. Is he the lone star of the gods? Why does everyone meet him? No one can escape bad luck.

Nico Lemez coughed twice, and sat up like a glimpse: "The heart is worn out...cough cough cough...I’m afraid there’s only one minute left. You only have the rest. It's on your own."

"Do not talk."

Hoffa didn't want to just give up like this. He grabbed the transparent sharp arrow in LeMay's chest. He wanted to pull it but didn't dare to pull it. He knew that as long as it was pulled, the old man would die.

Cough cough cough... Don't think too much, I'm not far from death anyway, I have enough life, you still have a lot of life, don't give up. "

"Shut up!" Hoffa was very unwilling.

But Nicole LeMay stretched out his palm, firmly grasped his arm, and stuffed an old necklace in his finger: "Leave me alone, boy, they are already here, go and solve the problem!"

Hoffa could no longer ignore Miller and Grindelwald who were getting closer. He stood up and stopped in front of LeMay.

Grindelwald came slowly from a distance, with a contemptuous smile on his face, as he walked, he took out a small black stone from his pocket.

Seeing Grindelwald taking out the stone, Hoffa's eyes suddenly widened, and Grindelwald put the stone to his mouth and said softly: "He is about to die."

A white light appeared in the black stone, and the white light flashed. A slender figure walked out of the resurrection stone. She was not as real as the body of a living person, but much more real than the ghost. It was Aglaia. She looked at Hoffa sadly, shaking her head constantly, as if reminding him to run.

Grindelwald couldn't help but smile and said, "If someone must come to enjoy this scene, who else is a better audience than her?"

"Grindelwald!"

Hoffajah was about to split.

"This time, you can't run away."

Grindelwald's smile disappeared, and he randomly tossed the resurrection stone aside: "This time, I want you to cut your wings and you will not escape."

After he finished speaking, Miller got up from the ground in the direction of Voldemort's Resurrection Pool. He raised his wand and muttered something. That spell was more obscure and more complicated than any spell that Hoffa had learned in the past. With that spell, the magic power in the air fluctuated violently like a tsunami.

Hoffa didn't dare to let Miller finish casting the spell. He used his mental force field to control the stones on the ground and flooded Miller, trying to interrupt his casting.

Grindelwald stepped heavily on the ground with one foot, and Hoffa's mental force field slammed into an impenetrable city wall, unable to penetrate the ground anymore, and the tumbling waves of rocks stopped after losing control.

Grindelwald pulled both hands, and a transparent javelin appeared in his hand. He raised his arm and threw the transparent sharp knife at Hoffa like a javelin.

During the flight, the transparent javelin changed from one to two, two to four, four to eight, and eight to sixteen...Infinitely split, and soon became dense and overwhelming.

Hoffa pointed with one hand, and countless transparent javelins turned into countless butterflies during the flight.

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, and the butterflies continued to deform. They turned into pieces of iron darts, flying in, rotating around Hoffa, rubbing several blood holes on his skin.

Hoffa knew that Grindelwald was also a master of transformation. He turned to protect Le May and squatted down. The darts shot were deformed again. This time they turned into harmless catkins and fell on him.

Grindelwald sneered coldly, and the catkins instantly turned into thick webs, extremely sticky, making him unable to break free.

Fifty seconds.

Miller's spellcasting was nearing its end, and a firelight appeared in the night sky, and then the firelight turned into several light spots, which turned out to be meteorites after another.

Hoffa took a breath.

Under such a huge offensive, even the group of black and white wizards in the audience of Quebec could not help but raise their heads one after another, looking at the falling stars in the sky.

As Grindelwald walked, he split into countless illusions. Each illusion raised his arm, and a sharp transparent knife appeared in his hand.

The meteors fell extremely fast, and after a while, they fell to the ground with unmatched energy.

Hoffa didn't dare to force Miller's magic, he took a step back, intending to pick up Le May into the ghost walk.

Countless visions of Grindelwald took one step forward, only one step. The invisible mental force field hit Hoffa's mind like a high-speed train.

The tremendous mental shock from Grindelwald made his mind tremble, and his eyes were blank. For a short three seconds, he completely lost consciousness.

When he recovered from the vertigo, the meteor shower summoned by Miller hit the ground where he was, and he was swallowed by a huge explosion before he even had time to enter the ghost walk.

The labyrinth turned into a sea of ​​flames, and the Quebec Stadium was bombarded, and countless beams were destroyed in the sea of ​​flames. The crowd was raining, screaming and falling from the high platform.

The flames filled Hoffa's eyes, and he subconsciously hid in the shadow world.

The gray shadow world is also densely covered with billowing smoke, and you can't see everything clearly.

Ten seconds later.

Forty seconds.

In the second he walked away from the ghost, countless Grindelwald's phantoms wielded a transparent sharp knife, and Hoffa's left arm was cut off on the spot, and countless more mouths appeared on his body.

He touched his face, and the sharp blade across his cheek made a bone-bearing wound, which blurred the sight of his right eye.

Even if he couldn't see himself, he knew that he was blind in his right eye.

In the sea of ​​fire, Aglaia's soul knelt down and covered his face. I don't want to look anymore.

"Hahahahahaha~"

The blood-covered baby Voldemort laughed at the resurrection pool. He said: "You are over, you are finally over, Bach."

Along with Voldemort's cheerful laugh, his large purple snake Nanniji also rushed out of the most inconspicuous dark corner.

hiss...!

Hoffa, covered in blood, covered his eyes with one hand and dragged the dying Nico Leme back staggeringly. Although he recovered extremely fast at night, he couldn't handle this degree of damage.

The fight just now seemed long and changeable, but in fact it took less than twenty seconds. In just twenty seconds, Hoffa's wings were cut off, another arm was broken, and one eye was lost.

If Nicol Lemay hadn't been attacked, and if Miller hadn't been controlled, maybe he wouldn't be destroyed so easily.

But now, waves of pain washed through his brain like waves, and reason issued warnings to him time and time again, warning him to leave here quickly.

In the distance, the resurrection pool was sprayed with hot liquid, and the baby Voldemort stood by the pool, ready to be resurrected at any time.

Miller started a new round of spellcasting.

This time, the magical power fluctuations were more intense than the last time. In the sky distorted by the high temperature, a meteorite that was a hundred times larger than before was forming.

Grindelwald stepped on the flames, his eyes behind the cage had no emotion, the chaotic mental field spread around him, and some extremely distorted insects crawled out of the soil under his feet.

"Everything is over, Hoffa, the same as me, you will never be my opponent.

But I have to admit that you are not the same as the other people I have met. It is because of your presence that lights up my lonely life and makes me less boring. When we wake up next time, maybe we can be a harmonious teacher-student pair. "

"Why tell him so much?"

Voldemort lay on the ground and smiled openly: "It's no use, Bach, you are dead, hahahahahaha. This time, you will lose without a doubt, give up your fate!"

"farewell."

Countless Grindelwald phantoms said.

They all stretched out their hands. Everyone's arm has grown into a tentacle. The tentacles are very sharp and there are thousands of them. If Hoffa is pierced, he will be pierced by ten thousand arrows and cannot be repaired.

"Run! Fool!"

Aglaia's soul yelled at him.

Voldemort's purple serpent Nanniji opened his mouth wide, and volleyed at Hoffa's head. The fangs were several feet long, shining scarlet in the flames.

"let's go..."

Nicol LeMay said hoarsely in his arms: "Nothing can be done...you...you...you have to survive..."

He barely opened his one eye, and in the smoke filled with smoke, Hoffa saw Nico Lemay who was still lingering, he saw Aglaia kneeling, he saw a huge meteorite falling from the sky, and he saw a purple snake biting at him with his mouth open. See the chaotic and evil teacher...

Thirty seconds

The one-armed Hoffa let go of Nicole May.

Standing on the flamboyant Quebec arena.

He closed his only eye, and didn't even want to use Apparition anymore.

The combination of Grindelwald and Miller was like a draw from the bottom of the pot, completely shattering his hope of counterattack.

The true end of the road is no more than this, and there is no helper by his side.

Even if he can escape here, he can't escape this world, this time and space, this is the prison Silby carefully built for him.

He can't escape everything in this prison.

"Really?" Someone asked, "Is that really the case?"

He opened his eyes.

Unconscious on the grass, Harry Potter didn't know when he came to him and looked at him quietly. Those green eyes were so deep that people couldn't look directly at him, and time and space seemed to have stopped at this moment.

"Have you thought about it?"

His mouth didn't move much, but his voice reached the depths of his consciousness.

Where is Harry Potter? It turned out to be a fellow possessed by the nightmare god.

"it's time."

Harry Potter (God of Nightmare) whispered: "Promise me, you are alone, not their opponent."

Hoffa looked at the boy in front of him and murmured, "Do I have other choices?"

"Nothing." The Nightmare God shrugged: "There is no way, it is a dead end, even if you escape for a while, you can't escape for a while. You have no choice but to promise me."

"Ha ha ha..." Hoffa smiled miserably: "If that's the case, then why am I running around this year?"

"People are like this. When you are young and vigorous, you feel that you can overcome fate, but if you turn your head, you still have to learn to compromise." The nightmare **** said: "Everyone is like this, you don't have to blame yourself. Now promise to pay. Too late."

Nicole Lemay has fallen into dying. The flames licked his skin and hair. The mouth of the serpent was red and dripping blood. Grindelwald was getting closer and closer to him. The high temperature of the meteorite made people unable to breathe.

Hoffa’s lips trembled, and he closed his eyes extremely unwillingly: "I want to know, what will happen if you promise you..."