Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

In the dark tunnel, Anker held the torch all the way down. He leaned on the wall and walked extremely cautiously, for fear that he would fall into the Bottomless Abyss when he stepped on the air.

At first, he still wanted to write down the stairs he walked, but he quickly gave up this idea. No matter how he walks, the end of this step will never be seen, as if the end is connected to the other end of Earth.

I don’t know how long it took, the torch in my hand began to sway, and the fuel was almost exhausted. The boundless darkness came from all directions, it was the most primordial unknown, the most primordial fear.

Anker stood still, this feeling reminded him of when he was climbing a mountain when he was a child, when he stood at a high place and looked up, his feet were soft.

He glanced back.

The entrance of the cave is no longer visible.

He gritted his teeth and leaned back on the wall step by step.

I just took two steps back, but didn't move anymore.

The corners of his mouth twitched twice, a trace of unwillingness and shame rushed out of his heart, and in a flash occupied his brain.

Go back?

Go back to that cave?

"Do you think you can scare me like this?"

Think of the gray-haired young man's ridiculous eyes, his voice sounded like a poisonous snake neighing in the tunnel, and aroused After the echoes, he sneered and repeated: "Do you think this can scare me?"

He suddenly raised his head and roared: "Do you think this can scare me? You think I'm Aldo's kind of mudblood? My father is the greatest capitalist in Germany, and my grandfather is the most famous slave in Europe. I, Anker von Ke Lestrange! I have killed countless people in the past thirty years, and my enemy’s corpse is enough to build high above the Rhine. Dam, trifling darkness can make me feel scared? Don’t think, I am the darkness!"

Huh! !

After finishing speaking, he actually blew out the torch and smashed the wooden stick on the stairs, completely plunged into endless darkness around him.

He didn't care, and strode down.

At first he fell a few times because he couldn't see, but soon he got up and walked down angrily.

While walking, he sneered and muttered to himself: "Let me see your ability, come on, let me see your ability."

He kept on High morale, walking in the darkness.

Ten minutes.

Twenty minutes.

Thirty minutes.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

Ten hours...

Fifteen...

Maybe longer.

Darkness did not give him any response.

The fighting spirit gradually dissipated.

His footsteps seem firm, but his back is soaked in cold sweat.

I don’t know how long it has been. It may have reached the Moho face, or may have walked to the Gutenberg face, or may have even crossed the mantle, and it may not be possible to walk directly into the core of the earth.

Finally, Anker was exhausted, and he panting with rage unwillingly said: "If you beat me once, we will come again after I rest for a while and see if you are deep or I can go! "

After that, he was lying on the steps in the dark. Close your eyes. The ground was uneven, cold and hard, but it didn't take long. Anker actually fell asleep.

In other words, he wakes up from another layer of darkness, and there is still a layer of unchanging tunnels in front of him. The so-called rest and sleep are just illusions.

He finally panicked completely.

The temporary compromise and retreat resulted in a rapid decline in the imposing manner. One day after the high morale, he recognized the fact that this might be a bottomless pit, and instead crawled to the ground.

The terrifying thing is that he can no longer feel the existence of gravity, and the feeling of climbing up is no different from climbing down. In addition to all around, it was pitch black, and there was no reference at all. He didn't know whether he was walking up or down.

Darkness oppresses his nerves all the time, and countless emotions take turns playing in his mind.

He regretted going into the underground himself, and began to hate Bach who traded with him, Aldo who was afraid of insect, and Flamel, the damn mission target.

Everything in this hole, everything in this dream, there is nothing that makes him hate it. Being played in the palm of one's hands in this way makes him extremely humiliating. If he can get out of this dream and find the source of the dream, he must break it into pieces, no matter what it is. Based on this humiliating hatred, he prayed to Spiritual God that even if he paid the price of his soul, he would get rid of this darkness.

A ray of light appeared before his eyes.

Unbelievable!

Anker rushed past like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for more than a month when he saw spring water.

The light is getting bigger and bigger.

His heart beats harder and harder.

What will it be?

Will return to the real world, or see the source of the dream, no matter what, it’s not bad to go back to the previous cave.

The place where he came to the light suddenly opened up.

It turned out to be a hemispherical room...

The furnishings in the room are very strange, full of bones.

There is a Whist table in the center of the skeleton. The table is full of colorful chips. There are four animals playing cards all around the table.

They are a fox, a bear, an eagle, and a milk-white dove.

"Oh, hi, how are you."

The fox's position is facing him, and he greets him first. He seemed very polite.

The other three animals also turned their heads and looked over at the same time.

Faced with three wild beast heads, Anker's heart beats like peng peng, and everything is taken over by chaos and inconceivability.

Aware of his fear, he clenched his fist secretly. He is a wizard. Only others can fear him. He should not fear any weirdness.

"You just came here," said the fox. "I'm about to lose, can you help me win the cards?"

Anker looked at the fox's smiling face, swallowed his saliva, and felt 10,000 questions in his heart. Did not ask.

Under the smiling gaze of the fox, he walked to the poker table with his legs uncontrollable and picked up the deck of cards dropped by the fox.

"This card is too bad." Anker said: "I'm impossible to win."

"I believe in you."

The fox made the furry The paw rests on his shoulder.

"When you see the cards, you have to play." Eagle said.

The bear and the rabbit stared at him.

Anker shuddered secretly, picked up the bad set of cards, and started playing.

In the first game, he was in a panic and racked his brains. He was cautious about each step, but in the end, he lost.

The bear laughed heartily, the eagle let out a neigh, protruding sharp claws from under the card table, grabbed the chips in front of the fox, grabbed a lot of them and dragged them in front of him.

Anker looked at the fox with a gray face.

The fox spreads out his hand, and the helpless said with a smile: "There are still a few chips left, it's up to you to make a comeback."

After that, the four animals continue to wash Cards, making the sound of pa ta pa ta, playing cards were thrown in front of Anker, he didn't know what it was doing.

After the cards were dealt, the fox pushed the cards in front of him with his furry claws. "The cards are good this time."

"What are you guys?" His teeth trembled.

"We are card gamblers." The fox said, "Come on, help me win this bet. You should play cards often, just be amusement."

Entertainment? Anker thought that when he was young, he did often play cards, but that was in the highest club, smoking cigars with the best people, and relaxing entertainment.

How can he relax and find happiness in this kind of place?

"I turn the cube, it's up to you." said the bear.

......

The second game.

The card luck is good. Under his concentrated operation, he managed to win a round for the fox, but the chips in front of the fox did not increase.

"Three wins in five rounds." said the fox.

"Still coming?" Anker asked: "Where is this place and how do I leave?"

"After the game, let’s talk about it. Look, so much. Baby, don’t you want to win." It pointed to the chips on the table, "With them, you can do whatever you want."

"You can leave here?"

"As long as you want." The fox's smiling voice was drowned out by the sound of card shuffling, and the three animals shuffled the cards again and placed the card numbers in front of him.

Can you leave as long as you win the game?

In another game, he strained his nerves and concentrated his attention.

The cards this time were better than the last time, and he won again.

The bear patted the table annoyedly, the eagle threw the card on the table unhappy, and the pigeon gu gu gu kept screaming.

The two consecutive victories brought Anker a peculiar sense of coolness. The victory under high pressure is different from the trivial victories in normally. He found something similar to walking a tightrope. hapiness.

This happiness is like the first kiss at the age of thirteen, making him tremble, a feeling he has never experienced before.

The fox is right. Not only did he find happiness, he even wanted to do it again.

In the third game, he was in better form and won again.

The fox clapped his hands happily, "Look, I said you can win, don't you?" As he said, it began to take a few chips from the other animal tables and put them On his desk.

"What are these chips?"

Anker asked the fox curiously, he was in a good mood.

"These are time. The winning player can get the time of the loser. Look." The fox put the chip in front of him with his furry claws. Anker took a closer look. The chips are yellow and gold. Almost, not only that, there are all kinds of beauties in the middle of each chip, they acted coquettishly, just like living people.

"Isn't it great." The fox asked: "With time, you can do whatever you want."

"It's good." Anker He muttered sincerely, he touched the bargaining chip in the fox's hand, and when he touched the picture of the woman in the middle, she chuckled with her chest and was extremely shy.

"It's good." He repeated with a smile, "By the way, what happens if you don't have chips?"

"You can eat the losing players who don't have chips. "

The fox retracted his paw and pointed at the circle of bones in the room with a smile: "Look, there were a lot of people playing here, but now there are only a few of us. If you eat enough Players, you can get endless time."

"Endless time?"

"Yes, unique and unmatched immortality." Fox said.

"Awesome." Anker looked at the chips in front of the other animals and licked his lips: "I will definitely win."

He completely forgot about himself I came here to do something, wholeheartedly pounced on the cards, one round, two rounds, three rounds. Since then, the game is no longer the same as the first two games, easy to win, it becomes normal. There are winners and losers.

But it is this kind of reincarnation between winning and losing that makes him feel more exciting. He keeps repeating the game, and his card skills are improving rapidly as he continues to hone. As time passed by 1 point and one second, there were more and more chips in front of him.

After a protracted game, the bear first lost all his chips, he wailed, threw away the card and ran away.

Its howling aroused some kind of primordial impulse in Anker's body. He stepped on the card table and jumped over. The wild beast usually pressed the bear under him heavily and bit it. On his neck.

The bear skin is rough, flesh is thick, he used the power of his whole body to tear its throat open. The rushing blood has no peculiar smell, as clear as amber, and as mellow as red wine.

Under the baptism of blood, Anker's restless mood was calmed until now, and he confirmed his position in the food chain. Close your eyes, sit on the ground, slowly eating like a big meal, leaving nothing but bones.

When he was eating, the other three animals remained absolutely silent, just like the waiter in a top restaurant, without making a sound.

After eating the bear, he sat down slowly and looked at the three animals one by one.

"Aren't you afraid?" he asked.

The answer to him was the sound of shuffling.

"Very good."

Anker smiled satisfied and began to draw cards.

He is more and more familiar with the rules.

In less than twenty minutes, the chips in front of the pigeon were emptied by him. Before the pigeon could escape, he cleaved his hand and held the white bird in his hand and opened his bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, bite off its head in one bite. He was so hard that the pigeon was directly crushed into meat sauce by him.

After eating the pigeon, he indifferently vomited the feathers from his mouth.

"Come again."

The eagle faced him face to face, and suddenly, the eagle threw the card.

"You won, I admit defeat."

"Why?"

Anker was surprised.

"You have fuse together with the rules, no one can beat you."

"so that's how it is."

Anker does not matter. Shrugged, "It's up to you, the ending won't change anyway."

He grabbed the eagle's wings and tore him in half directly.

Blood was dripping on him, but this time, he was a little dull, and neither the eagle nor the pigeon resisted much.

"It's boring, it's not exciting at all."

He frowned and looked around, saw the smiling fox, and thought.

"Come, you come to play with me."

The fox's smile solidified on his face.

"Me?"