Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord

"Cough, cough! The little **** who died... Your uncle, demolish the house!" Danates sounded dissatisfied.

Looking around, I saw that the original platform had long since disappeared, leaving a ruin.

The delicate stairs also turned into rubble, and the smoke and dust were turbulent, and there was a cloud of smoke. There was a unique white bone throne suspended above the ruins, and a talisman on the white bone throne exuded a mysterious atmosphere, protecting the entire white bone throne.

Danates looked down at Minsk, who was squatting on the edge of the throne: "Stinky boy, you are not dead..."

"Not yet~"

"Have you been chatting like this all the time?"

"It seems so! What's wrong?"

"God's 'not yet', what do you mean, are you going to die later? If you don't want me to set a date for you, I will give you a grand funeral!" Danates curled his lips, Then he looked at the endless void behind the ruins: "Come out, what are you waiting for?"

As soon as the voice fell, several figures drifted out from the darkness.

"Haha, good boy, I didn't expect that you actually got the inheritance in the end! Not bad! You didn't embarrass me!" The jackal-headed Anubis said with a smile and patted Minsk on the shoulder.

Hela: "Danatus, our mission is completed, what about after that?"

A pure black-winged angel slowly appeared in the darkness, and also looked at Danates: "The Buried Ground is about to collapse!"

"The sea of ​​blood has begun to pour into the wasteland, and the corpse mountain has collapsed again. On the surrounding battlefield, all the resentful spirits have dissipated because of the call of the 'Dead Soul Song'... This time the game is a bit big!"

Anubis: "Haha, Hades, what does it mean to play a bit big! That's cool, okay... You haven't seen that kid from the welfare family, it's very interesting."

Hela: "But his breath seems to have dissipated..."

During the conversation, all the gods of death looked at Danates in unison, and Hades said coldly, "I remember that person seemed to ask you to protect that child..."

"Uh..." Danath felt a chill in his heart, and a little sweat appeared on the bald skull's head.

Longevity! Did that kid really kill himself? Danates felt as if a blood-red word 'danger' appeared on the top of his head.

Anubis looked at Danates with a wicked smile: "Hey, did you get smashed to death by your eyeballs! Hahaha... You're a mess!"

Hela: "Anyway, this is a matter of Danates, and it has nothing to do with us! Our mission has been completed, what's next?"

Danates: "According to the plan, after the space is broken, we can leave here and enter the 'Soul Resting Place' through the 'Death's Mausoleum' key on the little guy named Tom, and then I don't know. That person Said, when we arrive at the 'Death God's Tomb', we will naturally know what will happen next."

Hela: "Yeah! The space is about to be broken. Dog head, you lock the child named Tom. We will enter his body now."

Anubis rolled his eyes at Hela: "Don't call me a dog head!"

After speaking, Anubis looked at Danates again: "That kid is really dead? Why do I not believe it so much?"

"Hey, I can't feel his breath, and even the blood connection has disappeared. In this case... it's a pity!" Danates said helplessly and shook his head: "I don't know that person knows about this. Will I take anger on you and me later..."

Hela: "Without you and me, only you!"

"Hella, fortunately we have known each other for hundreds of years, can you give me some face! There are still juniors here!" Danates said dissatisfied.

Danatos was about to continue his theory with Hela, when he saw the silent Angel of Black Feather saying, "Misubet! Not dead yet..."

"What?" Everyone was shocked, and they felt that they had indeed found the dying Misubet, struggling in the rubble.

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"Cough cough..." A big mouthful of yellow-black mucus spurted out of Misubet's mouth. At this time, Misubet was extremely miserable. His entire lower body had long since disappeared, his right arm was also broken, and the wand in his hand had long since disappeared. Wherever it was thrown, even so, Misubet still did not fall.

Looking around, I saw that I was in a huge deep pit. The diameter of the deep pit was almost tens of kilometers. Under the deep pit, a dragging gully was formed. At the end of the gully, this tall sphere was stagnant. The whole sphere exudes a blood-red luster, which is the blood moon that was originally suspended in the air.

Misubet's eyes did not stay on the falling blood moon for too long, but stared at a figure almost twenty meters away beside him.

That figure is Qin Weijie. At this time, Qin Weijie still maintains the previous posture of falling to the ground, but there are no scars on his body. A simple wand with six silver-white textures hangs on his body, forming an ice blue protection. cover.

The previous blood moon fall was because of the protection of this wand, Qin Weijie's 'corpse' was not crushed by the blood moon.

"This body can't hold it anymore... Fortunately, that guy's body is still intact!" Misu Bet struggled to get closer to Qin Weijie: "Finally... In the end, God still favors me! Haha... The Life Sucking Curse has been captured. All your vitality just happens to be my container!"

Fifteen meters, twelve meters, ten meters, five meters...

Misubet approached Qin Weijie's body little by little, his eyes were fiery, he seemed to see a bright future.

However, at this moment, an old figure suddenly appeared in front of Misubet, blocking the way of Misubet.

Misubet dragged his broken body, looked up with all his strength, and gritted his teeth in a hoarse and dirty voice: "Bereth Foley!"

"Pseudo-god! Don't even think about touching the juniors of my Welfare Family!" Burres shouted angrily, like a furious lion.

After a brief period of surprise, Misubet discovered that Burles was actually injured. It seemed that the injury was still serious. In addition to the impact injury from the fall of the blood moon, Burris had a lot of other injuries. The wound, the most serious one was a blood hole in the abdomen, at this time, blood was still flowing out continuously.

"Ignorant ants, you want to stop me even with your battered body! Get out of the way..." Misubet said, a gloomy green flashed in his eyes.

Burres looked at Misubet's gloomy green eyes, and was instantly shocked by two steps. Blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and seven orifices. Burres only felt as if someone had put a second kick in his mind. , the brain is buzzing, and the cerebral thrombosis for many years has been shaken away by him.

"Mental attack!" Burres exclaimed, and the blood in his mouth couldn't help coughing out.

"Brace can't stop you, I don't know if I can do it?"

Misubet looked at the reputation and saw a young man with a gun on his waist looking at him with a playful face. The young man had a large area of ​​black magic burn marks on his body, but it was basically a skin injury, and the whole person was still in good spirits. .

"Bereth, for Vijay's sake, I won't kill you for now! Anyway, you are also a waste, and the Eye of Danates has died in name only after this battle, and you can't do anything to Gellert's plan. threatened."

"What exactly is Grindelwald going to do? Why does the existence of the Eye of Danath affect his plans!?" Seeing Credence's appearance, Burles was relieved, and he was not worried about Misubet's actions against him. What kind of threat did Qin Weijie pose~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After all, with Credence's existence, Misubet, who has hit Chengdu so hard, can't make any waves.

Credence smiled slightly and murmured in his mouth: "Every time I remember, worship, and praise Him from the bottom of my heart, because He is our only Creator, and only the Lord is worthy of such commemoration, worship and praise. Praise. I am willing to be the Lamb of the Lord. All beings in the world are the shepherds of the Creator. Those who are out of the group, betrayed, and unfaithful need our butcher’s knife to end their sins and sacrifice to the Creator…”

"The creator shepherds the sheep!? You are the creator's shepherds?" Burres looked horrified.

He never thought that the famous Grindelwald turned out to be the 'Creator Shepherd', the one who had cooperated with the Eye of Danates for 20 years as the 'Creator Shepherd'.

Credence shook his head: "I'm sorry, I'm not a believer in the 'creator shepherd'...or should put it another way, 'creator shepherd' doesn't exist at all...it was just one created by the 'Saints' of Grindelwald It's nothing but a cult organization that doesn't exist.

Those so-called doctrines are nothing more than plagiarizing the doctrines of Muggle Christ, God, Judaism, and other religions. It's nothing to find a few god-given guys to say a few words, just pretend. After all, Grindelwald could not blatantly infiltrate the French Ministry of Magic. "

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