Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

Death Secret Realm — Helheim.

Ice blue in the sky, the ice and snow keep falling, disappeared without a trace before it hits the ground. The mist rose from the abyss, accompanied by the weird and soft bells, silently filled the lower layers of the entire world.

Between snow and fog, an eye with bloody tentacles floats on the bridge. In front of the bloody eyes, Hoffa who has just landed is surrounded by hundreds of people.

Those people all wore weird bird cages and black robes, standing on the ground like an obsidian sculpture. Their eyes were curious, vigilant, and probing, but they were not friendly.

Here is the thief’s den.

The picture in front of him was chilling. He realized the whole story. No wonder Grindelwald was missing. His men also appeared and disappear unpredictably. It turned out that they were not in the real world at all, but were hidden in Death Secret Realm. Looking at the posture, what big moves these people are preparing.

The time 1 point and one second passed, and both sides of the confrontation did not move. Hoffa's Adam's apple moved up and down. Cold sweat slowly flowed from his forehead. There is no shadow in Death Secret Realm, and there is no moon of the god of the night, he is definitely not the opponent of so many people here.

Under the gaze of thousands of people, Hoffa slowly took a step back, so everyone's eyes followed his steps, and very quiet looked very strange.

Boom.

Something hard hit the back.

He looked back and found that he had hit the chest of a man, a brawny man over two meters.

"Where are you going? Bach."

brawny man looked down at him, his eyes behind the iron cage were like stagnant water: "Stay here."

"How did you live from World War II to the present?"

Hoffa's heart thumped and thumped, but the surface was still like a okay person.

"We are in a cage just like you."

Another black clothed person answered him. While talking, there were probably ten black clothed persons quietly surrounding him. Come up and surround him in a circle.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Find a way to escape."

A black clothed person pointed to the cage on his head:" Do you want to come together?"

pa!

Hoffa turned abruptly, pushed away the brawny man in front of him, and rushed towards the eye behind him. Nothing can be done, he wants to return to the real world from the exit, this action is like igniting the fuse. The black clothed persons who stood like sculptures moved at the same time, and the zombie surrounded him like a siege, and surrounded him in the blink of an eye.

The soles of the feet couldn't be oiled. Hoffa swung his arms without saying a word. A lightning whip appeared in his hand. In a blink of an eye, electric lights flickered, and dozens of black clothed persons were exploded by the electric current.

The others backed back together, carefully pulling away from him.

Hoffa didn't mean to be happy with one hit. Although he is now human, it is just a kind of Spiritual Body. His body is left in the real world. There is no powerful body. It is not like the last time he held the wand in his hand, which can be transformed into various weapons.

Soon, he will exhausted one's limited abilities.

The black clothed person who was blown up by the electric current slowly climbed up from the ground, this number is one hair from nine oxen for them.

At this time, Hoffa suddenly felt a tight waist. Someone hugged him tightly behind his back. He turned his head and smashed the man who was hugging him, but was raised by another black clothed person. The chain on his throat strangled his throat.

The black clothed person who held him back said in his ear: "Maybe Mr. Bach enjoys this prison and doesn't want to leave."

"Uh..."

Suffocation surged, Hoffa closed his eyes, and the talking guy's body twitched, and he was electrocuted into charcoal.

Let him open his eyes again, but found that the black crowd rushed forward like a torrent, pressing him firmly on the icy bridge in the mist.

Lightning keeps flickering, but those people are fierce and unafraid of death, one by one, they close and numerous will become Hoffa pressed down under him, with the same pace, neat movements and perfect coordination like A sophisticated machine is like an ant that eats locusts.

He was pressed to the ground without fancy. At the moment he was pressed down, an iron cage was wrapped around his head. Suddenly, Hoffa, who was trapped in the cage, realized the emptiness again. The power of the dragon, in this abyss, that huge spiritual power can swallow almost all souls.

His spirits languished, and the current no longer flickered.

The cold wind in Helheim became extremely bitter at this moment, almost blowing him to death.

"Puppet Curse, who is controlling you? Is it Grindelwald?"

Hoffa was pressed underneath by dozens of black clothed persons, and his soul chattered with his frozen soul.

"You will know."

After the black clothed person said, Hoffa, who was crushed on the ground, saw where he came from, beside the floating blood-eyed Transmission Gate, a few black The clothed person drew the chain from his waist, took a step forward on the left and right, tied it firmly to his eyes, and pulled it left and right.

The squeezed blood-eye Transmission Gate instantly distorted, bloodshot, and let out a heartbreaking moan.

"Let go!"

Hoffa glared, trying to get up, but was rushed up by more black clothed persons, some of them suppressed Hoffa, Someone took out the chain and stepped forward continuously, locking the Bloodeye Transmission Gate.

Finally, there was a loud bang accompanied by puci! !

Bloodeye Transmission Gate was pulled by nearly a hundred people, bursting out countless blood, splashing on the bridge in Helheim, turning into a pool of broken glass-like things, gradually disappeared without a trace.

Hoffa was stunned in the cold wind blowing in Helheim.

Just before 1 point, he had an appointment with Miller, and he would go back as soon as the time was up. The result was less than 1 point before the landing, and the return Transmission Gate was destroyed.

Is left in the underworld?

Can't get out?

What is the difference between that and death?

His brain is a little confused.

Countless black clothed persons dragged him up, pushing him with hands and feet, like a leaf pinched by an ant, moving forward silently in the thick fog.

Without walking far, he saw a high platform on the bridge. On the high platform was a transmission gate with a blood eye larger than the one made by himself. Under the transmission gate, a white hair stood. Man, he stands with his hands behind.

This guy...recognizing Grindelwald, Hoffa's cold heart instantly fell to the bottom.

There is no shadow in Death’s world, and there is no ghost walking. Not only that, he also lost his body, and he couldn’t feel the power of the night god. Now he only has the power of transfiguration and Thunderbird. , But only these two forces are determined to be unable to defeat Grindelwald.

Grindelwald took a glance at him and then retracted his eyes:

"Wait a moment, wait until I finish collecting the soul of this city."

He looked calm It's like saying to go to the bathroom at a party, no surprises about Hoffa's arrival.

The black clothed person escorts him, motionless.

Hoffa followed Grindelwald’s eyes and through the pupils of the transmission gate with blood, he saw that outside the Transmission Gate was a crowded urban stock exchange in an unknown city, with countless people crowded in the exchange. , Staring straight at the data on the display.

Suddenly, a glaring green light broke out in the stock exchange of vast crowd. Several black clothed persons self-destruct in the crowd and at the same time opened the door of Helheim.

Those stockholders who watched the data were blown by the cold wind in Helheim, their eyes quickly dissipated, and then countless transparent light spots floated in from the Transmission Gate and fell into the underworld, the number of which was tens of thousands. After the spot of light fell into Helheim, it became one silhouette after another, old or young, male or female.

After they landed, they floated in the cold wind, looking at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what happened.

Until they saw the giant eagle entrenched in the distance, they covered their faces and let out a cry of exclamation, which was an instinctive fear engraved in the bones.

Grindelwald opened his mouth, and those helpless ghosts were like dandelions, drifting far away in the wind, and disappeared into the thick mist in a burst of wailing.

"What are you...What are you doing?"

Hoffa couldn't help shouting.

"Wake up the world."

After doing all this, Grindelwald turned around from the high platform: "The Royal General world of the half-human kingdom has been dragged into a dream for many years, but it is time to wake up. Come here."

"Wake up the world."

Hoffa looked at the flying ghost in the sky and groaned: "How many people did you kill... "

"300,000," Grindelwald broke his fingers: "Forget it seriously, there are about 300,000 people in 20 countries, not too much, but don't worry. , When I completely open the channel between Death Secret Realm and the real world, I will drag all the souls of the whole world into Helheim and bring them another plane to bring them a new life."

"Are you crazy?"

Hoffa looked at him with unreasonable eyes: "Who told you that this is a dream, Grindelwald, what is in your mind?"

Grindelwald waved his hands, two black clothed persons knelt down, and in a blink of an eye they sacrificed their bodies to ashes. As a price, another huge blood eye appeared on the high platform, and Grindelwald once again opened a flashlight To the Transmission Gate of the real world.

Through the Transmission Gate, Hoffa saw a street in a foreign city. It was probably a certain subway in Tokyo. On the subway, countless men wearing suits and bow ties, pulling the rings on the tram, and shaking Shaky.

Several men wearing black clothed and birdcages walked past them, holding wands slowly waving in the carriage, but the men and women in the tram turned a blind eye to the men wearing black clothed. , Some people simply close their eyes and make no sound.

Even when the black clothed persons set up the corrosion potion at the station, they moved their feet so that the black clothed persons could put the corrosion potion under their feet.

Grindelwald said: “If it’s not a dream, why would those people not notice the arrival of danger?

If it’s not a dream, wouldn’t people in reality notice it, we’re weird Are you dressed up?

If it is not a dream, who would not care about the death of people close at hand?

If it is not a dream, who would ignore the endless magic?"

Grindelwald kept asking questions, but Hoffa didn't know how to answer for a while. He looked at the indifferent faces in the subway outside Transmission Gate, how similar they were to the controlled humans that the Nightmare God had seen in his dreams.

Is it true that you are in a dream world within the realm?

"No...impossible!"

Hoffa slammed his head. He had dreams. The absurd sight of bizarre and motley is completely the same as what he experienced. Two experiences.

"Impossible."

He looked up at Grindelwald, "Those people have only lived in a peaceful environment for a long time, and many people have noticed your actions. Alastor.Moody, Dumbledore, Nicholas.Flamel......"

Grindelwald: "Dumbledore knows what, Nicholas.Flamel knows what, each of them has its own business, everyone They all have their own thoughts. They are destined not to feel sad for things other than themselves, nor do they notice the wailing and struggle of other lives. This is the inherent sin of birth."

"You come again Isn’t this a normal thing?"

Hoffa's heart suddenly filled with deep disgust and disgust, he sneered and sneered: "Why do you always have to control others? Opening your mouth is a wicked way, how about others? Have a fart relationship with you? Do you want to set up a torii for yourself when you are a bitch? You are really the shameless terrorist!"

"Don't rush to scold me, I can feel you Thinking."

Grindelwald shrugged, and calmly pointed to the cage above his head, "You hate me just because I cheated Fatir to kill his own daughter. As for what 300,000 people are scattered Ashes and dispersed smoke, you have no feelings, three million, thirty million, three hundred million, three billion, what does it have to do with you, it's just a number. They have nothing to do with you, they don't pass by you at all. They It’s not even a creature of the world with you."

"old bastard!"

Hoffa took a step back, the inevitable hatred in his heart made him clenched his fists. He didn't want to communicate with Grindelwald at all, let alone change his mind. He just wanted to get rid of him directly, but his abilities were too weak in the underworld.

Grindelwald waved his hand, and the black clothed person loosened his arms and limbs, and the tide receded.

"Whether the world is a dream or not, for us, it is actually similar to a dream. What you see is just an image, a few moving pictures. A hundred years of life tells me , People will not be sad because they die with people they don’t want to do, they won’t..."

Hoffa complexion ashen, "Shut up! Why are you so long-winded?"

Hoffa complexion ashen p>

Grindelwald didn't mean to shut up at all: "Stress, competition, reproduction, survival, greed, this original sin will one day turn reality into hell. To be honest, if I can kill three billion people, The remaining living people will be deeply grateful to me, thank me for doing what they want to do but have been afraid to do, and thank me for helping them reduce the pressure of survival."

"Shut up.. ..."

Hoffa lowered her head, her body trembling slightly.

Grindelwald was standing on the Helheim Bridge, looking at the giant eagle apparition in the distance, and whispered: "The best and the worst are two sides. I learned to understand each other. But I was wrong. In the battle with the half-man king, I learned one thing. No one really cares about things other than themselves. No one can defeat the Innate instinct for pleasure. Such powerlessness and indifference. The world of Hoffa makes me feel disgusting, just destroy it."

"I'm so annoying you!!!"

Hoffa grabbed the cage on his head to imprison her own power , Tore it in half, and then-呲啦! !

He suddenly raised his hand and shot an electric current towards Grindelwald, but he responded extremely quickly to avoid it, only to smash the high platform under him.

Hoffa roared: "That's why you really think. The real world can't tolerate a silly freak like you, so just start a new cook!? Why do you never want your own problems!?"