DNF Meets Harry Potter

Vol 3 Chapter 147: Nayaratopip

Carl's body flew into the air involuntarily, a complex and ancient bright magic array gradually extended outward from a singular point, and occupied half of the sky in the blink of an eye.

The dark sea is shining brilliantly with this eternal radiance.

And the movement of the Pope was not too slow, his scarlet robe looked more evil. The crown on the head radiated an extremely dazzling spiritual light, and the originally prosperous blood tree withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bone trunk was turned into ashes, the blood flower began to burn out of thin air, and the corpses hanging on it also decayed quickly.

Both of them have reached the crucial moment!

Karl looked at the pope's complacent look and realized that his ritual was much faster than his own.

He gritted his teeth, a flash of decisiveness flashed in his eyes. Immediately flipped his wrist, one by one like a black spot of fireflies fluttering in the air.

"Go ahead and play your last value!"

All the souls of the deep dives obtained in Insmouth were taken out by him at this moment. Even if the ceremony cannot be completed faster than the pope, the time should be shortened as much as possible.

Otherwise, he can't save him from death!

After the black light spot merged into it, Karl clearly saw that the formation of the magic circle accelerated a lot.

"Don't do any more powerless struggle, be able to dedicate yourself to the great Dagon true god, this is the greatest glory of your life!"

Pope's scarlet robe fluttered in the air with the sea breeze, and he looked like a medieval noble in the moonlight.

And from behind him, the layers of space began to break like a mirror, and a huge black hole gradually formed.

At the end of the black hole, there was a faint sound of waves hitting the shore, and an incredible image appeared in the mind of Karl.

He seemed to see the endless half-man and half-frog dive divers flapping, jumping, noisy, low-pitched-like dancing grotesque and sinister dance music in a crazy nightmare, with a completely human-like attitude from The dark moonlight crowded past, supporting their common king, Dagon.

The old ruler, once humans see them, they will be completely mad, they are located in the darkness of the universe, and they cannot cross the darkness and come to the world where humans are. However, there are still greedy human beings who crazily worship the old rulers and long for their might.

Essentially, the ceremonies of Karl and the Pope are the same source, but his is easier to control. Because after the endless years, the mad dimensional walkers of the Arad continent have perfected this ritual after generation after generation of perfection.

As long as the requirements are strictly followed, it will not make too many mistakes to sacrifice suitable sacrifices. It is much more perfect than the Pope's Noluko who just started to get a thing of evil spirits.

The most outstanding predecessor actually summoned an incarnation of a god, and from then on reached the pinnacle of life.

Now, he has to be the same as that senior ...

"Praise, Father Dagon, Mother God Hydera ..."

The low, hoarse sacrificial voice of the priest came from the pope's mouth. He looked at the black hole behind him, his eyes full of fanatical worship.

Carl sneered disdainfully, and a look of pity gradually appeared in his eyes. If the Pope sees Nayali later, he may want to commit suicide directly.

"Salute, immersed in tragic comedy, great chaotic pronuclear messenger, sneaking chaos, Nayaratotip ..."

Karl followed the pope's movements and began to chant high and low. In terms of singing, he has not lost.

"Nyaratotip? How is it possible ?!"

At the next moment, the pope heard Karl's obscure spell and opened his eyes violently, and the inexplicable fear and shock covered his entire face.

In this desperate juncture, he wouldn't be stupid enough to think Karl was cheating him.

The name Nayaratotip had already known from the knowledge given to him by Dagon what a great existence this is.

His meaning is more strange and inexplicable because of the frequent contact with intelligent life,

Like humans in ancient times, just looking at the starry sky, you can see the bright moon,

But looking down at the earth, I can't know that the earth is round,

Humans often fail to recognize what is too close to them,

Nyaratotip is exactly the same. He exists in any society developed by intelligent life.

He is said to be the wise hero warrior hero;

It is also the death of the devil that people fear;

No one knows whether he is good or evil;

No one knows what role he plays;

He often gives hope in the growth of civilization, so that the race can prosper;

Also often chokes the throat of civilization when life is about to reach hope;

Pull them into the abyss of endless despair and madness again ...

Nyaratotip has countless avatars. He exists in the civilizations of an endless parallel world, guiding their rise and fall ...

And He has always used his life to command his despair as the supreme joy, and life itself is dead or alive. The joy brought by it is just that. He is such an absolutely evil evil god!

Only you can't think of it, you can't do it without him. So, after the Pope figured out Karl ’s true intentions, he was finally panicked. He could n’t think of what the world would look like when that presence came.

Has a high probability, he will be made into a playground ...

"Don't you just look awesome just now? What are you afraid of? If something goes wrong, your father and **** will definitely take you for you."

Karl's face is full of sarcasm, and later he will let him know what is the real big brother.

"No! Impossible! How is it possible to respond to your call with the presence of the adult ?!"

At this moment, the pope suddenly seemed to think of something and laughed wildly.

"Then you should know that there is an endless incarnation of that existence. Just come one and you can rub your father and **** on the ground ..."

Carl smiled lightly and continued to send a lot of dimension magic to the magic circle.

Finally, after Carl paid all the souls of the deep dive, the magic circle came to the end.

A magnificent dimension door gradually walked in the void and became illusory and solidified. The final inscriptions began to form above the door, and the time-space steps formed by the strength of the dimension shone in the night sky to the ground.

In contrast to the Pope, the black hole is getting bigger and bigger, and a terrifying claw is protruding from there.

Then the door of Dimension made a dull sound, and a slender jade hand slowly pushed the door open.

"I finally saw you ..."

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