Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

In the glass ball, the little octopus-like monster is shining with peculiar pulse rays of light, and its four tentacles are shaking regularly, a mass in the hollow head In black, there is a white light spot that resembles an eye.

This little thing had a communication with himself before, before he saw Ryan, but that time, it didn't speak, some only flashed rays of light.

"Did you hear me talking?"

It has no mouth and no opening, but the voice is transmitted to Hoffa's brain very accurately. This is a very magical Experience, and he found that he could do the same, as if instinctively. He held the glass ball, looked at it carefully, and thought: "Are you talking to me?"

"Who else is it?"

The little girl in the glass ball The monster flies around, and the chaotic black fog of the empty brain is shining with pulses of rays of light from time to time.

"What are you?"

"The god of nightmares, the youngest son of Leviathan, a member of the ancient Spiritual God." said the Tentacle Monster.

Hoffa: "..."

If someone called himself a god before him. Then he would definitely add a scripture to him, but after experiencing so many treacherous stories, he didn’t even doubt the words of this little monster. After all, he just saw the huge apparition in the moon, these Things seem incomprehensible even from a magic point of view, and can only be described by Divine Vestige.

"You brought us the nightmare you used to be in the sea?"

"Yes, everyone who meets me will fall into a nightmare. I enjoy it." The tentacles are blamed. No sorry, it admits openly, and its voice has no fluctuations or ups and downs.

"Why are you killing me?"

"I want to clarify, I never wanted to kill you. The deaths of those people have nothing to do with me, I just Let you have a dream. The content of the dream is a projection of your own inner anxiety."

Hoffa thought about it carefully and found that what this guy said was also the truth. It's just that he still can't accept the sudden appearance of a god around him. This kind of thing has a big impact on his world view.

"Spiritual God...what exactly is it?"

He had seen the power of Death before, and now he saw another guy who claimed to be the youngest son of Ancient God. He became more curious about the origin of this world.

"If you insist on explaining to you, Spiritual God is like a kind of memory, a kind of inheritance, or more specifically, a synthesis of ideas. When a person is alive, someone knows He, someone remembers him. But when he died, he ceased to exist after the last person completely forgot about him.

Spiritual God is the same, when the crowd believes that there is a Spiritual God, whether it is Evil, kindness, terrifying, kindness, madness, and rationality, then it will exist.

But the crowd does not believe in the existence of Spiritual God, when the crowd’s thinking is consumed by endless daily life , When people no longer think, no longer need Spiritual God, then Spiritual God no longer exists."

Speaking, it continued to float around, "Look, now I only have a slap as big as my slap, ancient Before, I existed in everyone’s dreams, floating in the universe of thinking, rampant, and even God couldn’t control my behavior.

That’s because people fear and worship dreams, but Now, they are already not in dreams. This trend becomes more and more intense with the passage of time. I have a hunch that maybe in fifty years, I will become only the size of an ant."

The little monster said a lot, but Hoffa sounded contradictory.

"Listen to what you mean, it seems that God is man-made."

"Maybe." The little monster's answer was ambiguous.

Hoffa looked at his chest, and the three-ring scar at the position of his heart was beating slightly like a mark. It is hard to imagine the power that made this mortal wound heal in a short time.

He held the glass ball curiously, "Then why didn't you talk before."

"I'm saying, I even warn you, stay away from the believer in Death, It’s just that you can’t hear or understand my language."

The unknown creature in the glass ball said: "I am not a human being, and I cannot communicate with you in words. However, you are now in your body. With a part of Ancient God's power, it can barely be regarded as my kind, so you can hear me now."

"Ancient God's power...Wait, you are the one who saved me That person, he repaired my wound?"

"It’s not me, but the power of the night god saved you. It’s not so much to save it, it’s better to say that you deprived him of some of his power and let Your own life continues. Look at the scar on your own chest. That is the Totem of the night god. The ancient ancestors would engrave this thing on their chests to pray for the blessing of the night."

"I deprive...Spiritual God of the power?"

"It wants to transform you into blood relatives, but it didn't succeed." It rolled around in the glass ball, "Some wizards will It’s more awkward, you seem to be a typical one, which is why Spiritual God doesn’t like to deal with wizards very much."

Hoffa thought for a moment, and he thought of what he had encountered in the blood pool. The huge and unmatched spiritual power, the spirit strength that I am proud of, before that power, is like the difference between a mouse and an elephant. He knew that he was not an opponent of that power at all.

"I don't think I have the capital to deprive it of power." He said slowly: "It's you, after I made my choice, the power of the Night God faded."

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"I am also a member of the ancient Spiritual God, you have chosen me, what can it do, is it going to start a god war with me, the age is different, it is no longer the world ruled by the gods, the same All are little gods struggling on whilst at death's door, we don’t have the power to toss anymore."

Speaking of this, Hoffa gradually understood his situation, compared to being a Vampire, a nightmare It sounds acceptable. But what is he now? A believer in the god of nightmares? Merlin Beard, he doesn't even know what the god of nightmares is, and he doesn't even know the purpose of this thing in the glass ball. "

"You are not my believer. "

The monster in the glass ball said suddenly, "As for my purpose, I want to return to the Ancient Times physique, just like you saw in your dreams. Now I am too unhealthy. "

"Are you reading my thinking?" "

Hoffa was very vigilant, he took the glass ball away from a distance, as if it were a nuclear warhead.

"Otherwise, how can I communicate with you?" "

"You come here less, and if you do this again, I will just throw you away. "

Hoffa was eager to throw away, he said categorically, "No one can read my thoughts." "

"Understandable. "

The little monster's head trembled in the glass ball, like a human being nodded: "You are still a human being after all, and everyone feels that their thinking is unique and unmatched, and inviolable. But in my opinion, everyone's ideas are the same. In order to survive, we need profit, in order to reproduce, we need sex, and in order to be spiritual, we need emotion. I have read the thinking of hundreds of millions of people, forgive me to speak bluntly, your thinking is no different from theirs..."

Slap.

Glass ball Draw an arc in the sky and flew thousands of meters away. Disappeared in the sky.

Hoffa looked at his palm, a hard to describe uneasy rise in the mind, That guy doesn't know why he speaks a little like himself, especially the tone that seems to see everything in the world, "Do I usually hate it too?" "He couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"If you like to throw things, you can play baseball in the future. "

The voice rang in his mind again.

"Damn! "

Hoffa was taken aback, and saw a flash in the sky silver rays of light. The glass ball thrown by him actually slammed back like a meteorite, hitting his forehead with precision. It seems that what I just threw out was a boomerang, not a glass ball.

"Why are you still here! ? "

Hoffa clutched his forehead and said angrily.

"Since the moment you touched me in the dream world, some force majeure has locked our destiny together, maybe You should call me your partner, and treat me better, after all, I just saved you under Ye God. "

"Why are you saving me, so kind?" Maybe you want to occupy my body, then swallow my soul and turn me into your slave. "

"That's what the night god did. "

For Hoffa's vicious accusations, the little monster seemed very calm. In fact, his tone did not fluctuate from beginning to end, like a machine without emotion, "I said my purpose, I want to recover Far Ancient Era is powerful, and you should be able to help me, so I saved you. "

"Then why don't you let me read your thinking?" "

Hoffa is unwilling.

"Yes, as long as you want you to grow to that point. "

Said the monster in the glass ball.

"No interest, I am a human being. I still want to be normal. "

Perhaps in order to reflect the characteristics of being a human being, Hoffa said this sentence specially.

"Okay. "

The monster in the glass ball said in a tranquil voice, "I do this just to facilitate communication and not to waste time, but if you feel that I don't respect you, then I don't need to do this. "

Hoffa picked up the glass ball and looked at the monster in the ball somewhat dreaded. The palm of his hand was a little hot. The monster in the glass ball was also looking at him.

At this time, a feeling of intimacy rose up, as if they had known each other for a long time. He remembered that it was the same when he was in the deep sea of ​​dreams. He had a strange empathy for this monster.

For a while, he restrained his feelings for some reason and turned his mind to business. Mans took Chloe away, and the fate of the nun was at stake, but he had nothing to do with the man. I know, how can a muggle be pierced through the heart by a knife and not die?

"Since you say we are partners, can you answer my question? He asked, holding the glass ball.

"Of course. "

Said the little monster in the glass ball.

Hoffa: "I didn't kill that guy. I stuck the knife into his chest, but he was fine. How did he do it, is he also a Vampire? "

"Only the top level but Blood Race can be physically destroyed without death, but Mullermans is not like that. The reason why he is not dead is because his soul is not on him, no matter how much you do to his body, it is meaningless. "The little monster said: "He is a believer in Death, and Death has already taken away his soul. "

"I don't understand. "

Hoffa looked dumbfounded.

"Compared to the weak Spiritual Gods of us who have been forgotten in the dust of history, some Spiritual Gods have never existed over time. And weakened, such as Death.

As the supreme Spiritual God of this world, it has the right to decide the life and death of life. Although you stabbed the knife into his body, his soul is not in the body. As long as you don't cut the connection between the body and the soul, you will never kill him. His soul can control that body in an unknown and safe place like a marionette. "

" Isn't that Eternal and Undying? "Hoffa is horrified.

"Everything is relative. You can say that he is immortal, or that he is dead a long time ago. What is fighting you is just an empty puppet. "

The puppet...this statement made Hoffa shudder. He thought of his first meeting with Mans in Paris, and several secret confrontations later, this lively dragon and animated tiger and The vicious and merciless guys are not like puppets at all.

However, he suddenly remembered that before he fought with Domi Nick, Domi Nick once asked himself whether Grindelwald bestowed him with Death Power .

If Mans was sent by Grindelwald to capture Chloe, then the person who took his soul was undoubtedly Grindelwald, because only he owns Deathly Hallows and is Elder Wand. So... .... Is the Death Power that Duomi Nick said?

While he was thinking, the monster in the glass ball looked at him calmly without making any sound, it seemed Did not read his thinking again.

"Tell me, tell me how to beat him? "

Hoffa asked, "You must know the way." "

"You know the answer, don't ask me. "

The little monster in the glass ball suddenly hovered and closed, elegant as a mimosa, "Also, as a partner, Hoffa Bach. I advise you to find some clothes to wear, someone is coming. "

"I know? I know why I still ask you...? "

Hoffa shook the glass ball, trying to continue to communicate with it. But the glass ball rays of light disappeared, and the little monster became a black seed, ignoring him. At the same time, there was a message from behind him. Dense and hurried footsteps.

Hoffa turned around and saw a few young girls in black and green suits jumping from a height, and the young man headed to the ground and exclaimed: "Holyshit! "