Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 251 Chapter The Gamble of Admitting Defeat
The pure darkness slowly extended over O'Dimm's body inch by inch, making Lin You feel terrified; although they were still allies at the moment, one could not help but wonder what would happen if friends became enemies in the future and he himself fell into this quiet, deep darkness.

Even if the soul is immortal, this body must be discarded; even the writer whose soul is immortal feels fearful, let alone a mere mirror master?
Perhaps because she thought the darkness was spreading too slowly, or perhaps because she didn't want to endure the other party's desperate madness, Charlotte still refused to give up and persuaded him: "If you give up voluntarily, I won't harm your original power. There is no need for us to both suffer losses."

Lin You thinks it is stupid to show weakness to the enemy when you have the upper hand. The more you fear that both sides will suffer losses, the more determined the other side will be to cause both sides to suffer losses, because the other side will hope to use the result of mutual loss to threaten you to make concessions.

At that time, the competition will not be about hard power, but about which side is more willing to take risks.

"Don't worry, Ms. Charlotte; He can't make both sides lose." Lin You had to interrupt the conversation between the two hell creatures, "At least, you won't be one of them who loses."

Count Goff put on the golden robe, held the scepter in his hand, and stood before Master Mirror with his most complete strength.

The guardian snake coiled around O'Dimm's chest and abdomen, neutralizing the spiritual attacks to the maximum extent; the purple-black snake with the godslaying poison wrapped around the opponent's neck, ready to kill the demon's body at any time; the golden scepter shone with the light of the microcosm, containing a powerful healing power that could bring the dead back to life and turn flesh into bones.

"Since we are still friends, you still have the opportunity to make your own choice, Mr. Odimu." Lin You had a resolute look on his face, "You can fight to the end, but no matter what the result is, you will inevitably suffer the consequences of your body being destroyed and falling into a deep sleep; or you can give up struggling and wait for everything to end, and then you can leave intact."

O'Dimm's exposed skin was covered with strange dark blue markings, a sign that he would no longer conceal his demonic aura and could unleash his full power at any time. His dark eyes and the scarlet pupil in the middle could easily pierce through the defenses of ordinary people's minds and plant dirty and corrupt thoughts in their hearts - even the most powerful guardian god in the world could not completely suppress it.

However, the ones facing these eyes at this moment are the Ophiuchus Saint who is famous for his psychic abilities, and the other is the Mother of Lucifer who possesses pure darkness; both of them are beings whose state of mind is difficult to shake.

Odimu stared at Lin You for a long while, and a ferocious smile suddenly appeared on his face, which was no longer human. "It's just that I lost a bet. Are you still worried that I will default on my debt?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blue-black markings on Master Mirror's body gradually disappeared, and his face, which was almost revealing his true form as a demon, quickly returned to human form; the demonic aura that was on the verge of exploding could not be restrained.

Odiem admitted defeat in this bet.

When Lin You stepped forward, he took all the possible consequences of a lose-lose situation on himself; at this time, it was Odim's turn to be unwilling - or afraid - to make a lose-lose decision.

Almost all the gods in the world are behind the author; you can say that Lin You is just a fox using the power of the tigers, but the problem is that the threat from those tigers is real. For O'Dimm, there is no need to lose more chips for a gamble that is already doomed to fail.

The pure darkness from Charlotte also temporarily stopped invading the demon's body.

Things calmed down here, and the duel between the two great wizards on the other side was coming to an end; the violent shaking of the sewer gradually subsided, and the magic maze created by the demon had been mostly destroyed, and more light came in from the outside.

Lin You could even see a blurry figure through the gap, which was the light and shadow changes caused by the movement of people outside the maze. He immediately removed the golden armor and took out the Helios sphere that he had "treasured" for a long time.

The sun god's light broke through the illusion, and the remaining maze structure melted away in an instant. Outside was Dumbledore standing and Grindelwald half-kneeling on the ground; at the same time, there were a dozen old wizards lying on the ground, undoubtedly the elite among the "saints" of the past. Constantine leaned against the wall of the sewer, panting, completely ignoring the filth on his windbreaker; Phoenix was still in his original phoenix form, and the flames on his body were much dimmer than before.

After the magic maze was broken, the actual distance between this large group of people and Lin You was only a dozen steps; the farthest one was Helena, who was hiding at the end of the sewer and using the corner to avoid the aftermath of the battle.

"Is everyone okay?" Lin You greeted.

"How can anyone think I'm 'ok' when I look like this?" Constantine laughed at himself; not only were his clothes covered in filth, but his head and face had also been splashed with dirty water, and muddy water was still dripping from the ends of his hair.

At this moment, a flash of fire appeared, and the little phoenix turned into a human form again. Although it looked a little tired, it jumped and shouted happily: "It was me, I saved him; if I hadn't reacted quickly and blocked the spell, he would have been beaten to death by those wizards."

"Those spells are not deadly at all." Constantine made a futile effort to save his reputation.

In terms of strength, Hellblazer can defeat beings much stronger than Dumbledore and Grindelwald if he is well prepared. But the problem is that the so-called "preparation" involves extremely complicated and tedious steps, as well as the consumption of a large number of valuable magic props.

If he had thought more carefully, Constantine would have had to lure the enemy to the battlefield he had preset so that he could unleash his full strength and have a chance of victory.

But for Grindelwald or any "saint", as long as they have a handy wand in their hands, they can exert their strength anytime and anywhere.

Therefore, when the Dark Lord suddenly appeared, Constantine was caught off guard; if he had encountered a deadly curse, the Hell Detective would probably have been "deserving of the name" by now, and would have had to go to hell to continue being his detective.

Lin You ignored the quarrel between the man and the bird and turned to look at Dumbledore.

The headmaster of Hogwarts did not look very good at the moment; his long silver hair was flying like wild grass, and the soft hat on his head was soaking in the dirty water at his feet. There were also several burnt spots on his wizard robe.

However, the old wizard seemed to be in better spirits than Constantine. His face was calm and peaceful, and there was no sign of any emotional fluctuations in his heart.

"We are lucky. Mr. Constantine and Ms. Helena are safe." Dumbledore said, "During the decades of imprisonment in Nurmengard, his physical health and magical strength have been greatly weakened; including those 'saints', their strength is not as good as before."

As he spoke, the old wizard's eyes hardly ever left Grindelwald.

The former first generation Dark Lord even had difficulty raising his head at this moment. He reluctantly tilted his head, glanced at his old friend out of the corner of his eye, and lowered his head again without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)