Harry Potter Hello Dark Lord

"Cough, cough, cough! You little bastard who wants to die... It's your uncle's fault to demolish the house!" Danatus' dissatisfied voice sounded.

Looking around, I saw that the original platform had long since disappeared, leaving only ruins.

The delicate stairs have also turned into rubble, smoke and dust are stirring, and there is a smoky atmosphere. There is only a Bone Throne floating above the ruins. A talisman on the Bone Throne exudes a mysterious atmosphere, protecting the entire Bone Throne.

Danatus lowered his head and looked at Minsk who was squatting on the edge of the throne: "You brat, you're not dead..."

"Not yet~"

"Have you always been chatting like this?"

"It seems so! What's wrong?"

"Damn it 'not yet', what do you mean, are you planning to die later? Do you want me to book a date for you and give you a grand burial?" Danatus curled his lips,

Then he looked at the endless void behind the ruins: "Come out, what are you waiting for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures floated out from the darkness.

"Haha, good boy, I didn't expect that you actually got the inheritance in the end! Not bad, 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 happens next?"

An angel with pure black wings slowly appeared in the darkness and looked at Danatus: "The 'Bone Burial Ground' is about to collapse!"

"The sea of ​​blood has begun to pour into the wasteland, and the mountain of corpses has collapsed again. On the outer battlefield, all the resentful spirits have dissipated because of the summons of the 'Song of Dead Souls'... The game is a bit big this time!"

Anubis: "Haha, Hades, what do you mean by playing too big? This is fun, okay...you haven't seen that boy from the welfare family, he is very interesting."

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

As he spoke, all the gods of death looked at Danatus, and Hades said coldly: "I remember that person seemed to have asked you to protect the child..."

"Uh..." Danatus felt a chill in his heart, and there was a faint trace of sweat on his bare skull head.

He's dead! Did that kid really try to kill himself? Danatus felt as if a blood-red word 'danger' appeared above his head.

Anubis looked at Danatus with a wicked smile on his face: "Hey, did I get smashed to death by your eyeballs? Hahaha... You are in trouble now!"

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

Danatus: "According to the plan, after the space is broken, we can leave here and enter the 'resting place of the soul' through the key of the 'Death Tomb' on the little guy named Tom. After that, I don't know. That person

He said, we will know what happens next when we get to the 'Cemetery of the God of Death'."

Hela: "Well! 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!"

As he spoke, Anubis looked at Danatus again: "That kid is really dead? Why do I not believe it so much?"

"Hey, I can't feel his aura, and even the blood connection has disappeared. In this case... it's a pity!" Danatus said and shook his head helplessly: "I don't know that person knows this.

Will I be angry with you and me in the future..."

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

"Hela, it's a good thing that we have known each other for hundreds of years, can you give me some face? There are younger people here!" Danatus said dissatisfied.

Danatus was about to continue arguing with Hela when he saw the silent black-feathered angel on the side saying: "Misubet! He's not dead yet..."

"What?" Everyone was shocked. They sensed that they had indeed found the dying Misubet, struggling in the ruins.

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"Ahem..." A large mouthful of yellow-black mucus spurted out from Misubette's mouth. At this time, Misubette was extremely miserable. Her entire lower body was missing, her right arm was broken, and the wand in her hand was no longer found.

Wherever it was thrown, Misubet did not die even though it was so.

Looking around, I saw that I was in a huge pit. The diameter of the pit was almost tens of kilometers. Under the depression, a dragging ravine was formed. At the end of the ravine, a tall sphere was stagnant.

The entire sphere exudes a blood-red luster, which is exactly the blood moon that was originally hanging in the sky.

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

That figure was Qin Weijie. At this time, Qin Weijie still maintained the posture of falling to the ground before, but there were no scars on his body. A simple wand with six silver-white textures hung on his body, forming an ice-blue protection.

cover.

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

"This physical body can no longer hold up... Fortunately, that guy's physical body is still intact!" Misubet struggled to get closer to Qin Weijie: "Finally... God favored me in the end! Haha... the life-killing curse was taken away.

All your vitality just becomes my container!"

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

Misubet got closer to Qin Weijie's body little by little, with fiery eyes, as if he saw a bright future.

However, at this moment, an old figure suddenly appeared in front of Misubette, blocking Misubette's path forward.

Missubet dragged her broken body, tried her best to look up, and said in a hoarse and dirty voice through gritted teeth: "Bures Foley!"

"False God! Don't even think about touching the descendants of my Welfare family!" Bores shouted angrily, like a furious lion.

After a brief moment of surprise, Misubet discovered that Borres was actually injured. It looked like the injury was very serious. In addition to the impact injuries caused by the fall of the blood moon, Bores actually had many other injuries.

The most serious wound was a blood hole in the abdomen, which was still bleeding out continuously.

"Ignorant ant, even with your severely damaged body, you still want to stop me! Get away..." Misubet said with a flash of sinister green in her eyes.

Borres looked into Misubette's gloomy green eyes and was instantly shaken back two steps. Blood flowed from his eyes, ears, nose, and seven orifices. Borres felt as if someone had put a kick in his mind.

, his head was buzzing, and he had been shaken away by years of cerebral thrombosis.

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

"Burres can't stop you, but I don't know if I can?"

Misubet looked around and saw a young man with a gun on his waist looking at him with a joking expression. The young man had a large area of ​​black magic burn marks on his body, but they were mostly skin injuries, but he was still in high spirits.

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"Bores, for the sake of Vijay, I won't kill you now! You are a useless person anyway. The Eye of Danatus has ceased to exist in name only after this battle, and you cannot do anything to Gellert's plan.

Threatened."

"What exactly is Grindelwald going to do? Why does the existence of the Eye of Danatus affect his plan!?" Burleth breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Credence appear, and was not worried about Misubate's reaction to him.

What kind of threat did Qin Weijie pose? After all, with the existence of Credence, Misubet, who had been hit so hard in Chengdu, could not 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 remembrance, worship, and

Praise. I am willing to be the lamb of the Lord. All living things in the world are the shepherds of the Creator. Those who are outcast, deviant, and unfaithful need our butcher knife to end their sins and contribute to the Creator..."

"The Creator shepherds the sheep!? You are actually the Creator's shepherds?" Bores looked horrified.

He never thought that the famous Grindelwald was actually the "Creator Shepherd" who had been cooperating with the Eye of Danatus for twenty years.

Credence shook his head: "Sorry, I am not a believer in the 'Shepherd of the Creator'... Or to put it another way, the 'Shepherd of the Creator' does not exist at all... It is just a creation of Grindelwald's 'Saint'

It's just a fictitious cult.

Those so-called doctrines are just plagiarized from the doctrines of Muggle Christianity, God, Judaism and other religions. It's just a matter of finding a few arrogant guys to say a few words and pretend to be pretentious. After all, Grindelwald can't be so blatant.

To infiltrate the French Ministry of Magic."