DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Transcendent perception!"

Carl lay down in the grass like a real Voldemort, with a soft drink to maximize the detachment that he can bear at present, and gently put his finger on the trigger.

In mid-air, the two of them fought each other without evasive, and the escaping magic power rippled away and suddenly smashed several big trees beside them.

Seeing this, Karl couldn't help shrinking his neck. The battle between the medieval wizards and the Holy See was not a level one thousand years later.

Carl estimated that even if he fully recovered, he wouldn't be able to beat Gryffindor or Gabriel without relying on other items. At best, he could barely maintain his undefeated by the characteristics of dimensional magic.

After all, if he wanted to run, no one but the Hound of Tindaloth wanted to chase him.

"You chase me, if you chase me, I will let you hehehe~..."

Thinking of this, Carl couldn't help but lick his teeth with the tip of his tongue and then smiled evilly. Who can compare to him on running away?

"You are dying, Gabriel." In mid-air, Gryffindor wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled confidently at the cardinal opposite.

"Heh...hehe, this sentence should be right for me.

It's really hard for me to believe that you didn't run away this time. So, are you ready to confess to the Lord? "

Gabriel laughed presumptuously as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world. It seemed to him that Gryffindor was in a much worse state than him. If this dragged on, he must be the first to die.

"If you hadn't brought so many people before, you would have died a long time ago. Now that you have the courage to appear alone in front of me, I really don't know if this is courage or stupidity..."

After Gryffindor swung a spell to clean up the arrow rain in front of him, he smiled wildly. He understands that Carl is actually very weird, and the things on his body are endless. After hiding for so long, he didn't run away. He might be holding back what's bad.

Although Carl silently chose to avoid the edge, he also left him with a potion that could save his life. As for Gabriel, Gryffindor felt that if he met silently, he might die faster than himself.

The reason why he took advantage of it before was purely because he only had 80% of his heyday strength. If you want to change to a person who dares to find the fault alone, he must beat him up without even knowing his mother.

Gryffindor's heart moved, and Gabriel started entangled with ease, if he wanted to, it was actually easy to drag him for a while.

As the wand danced, he threw out powerful protective magic, just to **** him off. Gabriel, who couldn't hold the opponent for a while, couldn't help but became a little impatient, and the attack became more fierce.

When he was furious and knocked Gryffindor into the air and chanted softly that he wanted to brew a powerful Holy Light magic again, Karl, who was watching the battlefield closely, suddenly brightened his eyes, and then he pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle without hesitation. .

"boom!"

The pitch-black muzzle of an abyss spouted a flame of sin, a long and narrow bullet pierced the air, and the target was Gabriel's heart.

Reaper, it's coming!

Gabriel's face suddenly changed in awe, but he only realized that something was wrong now, it was already too late. With a thought in his heart, he forcibly interrupted the magic while singing, and a heavy shield of holy light rose up around him.

However, this is just futile.

The shield he had high hopes for was easily passed through by bullets and shot into his heart like paper. Gryffindor also saw the timing, his legs were slightly bent and then leaped high, the silver sword around his waist turned into a streamer and penetrated his chest quickly and fiercely.

"Cough cough...crack..."

However, Gabriel was also a cardinal at any rate. After receiving such a terrifying attack, he didn't breathe out instantly. Instead, he exhausted his last bit of strength and turned his head extremely unwillingly to take a look in Karl's direction.

In that small bush, Karl stood up with a sniper rifle that was taller than he pulled the weeds off his body, and he glanced at each other with a smile on his face.

Ho...Ho~...

Before Gabriel had time to ask why, the blood in his mouth was getting more and more, his body began to tremble and his head tilted, the last gleam of light in his eyes fell into nothingness and fell from mid-air with a loud noise.

Being killed by a spike was really only an instant. The first second he still had the advantage to suppress Gryffindor from the front, and then he turned into a stiff corpse in the next second.

"Good perception ability, but it's a pity, I seem to be better at it~......"

Karl Sao fluffed up his hair and walked over with a smile on his face. He lowered his head slightly and glanced at Gabriel's dead body with a compliment.

Gryffindor next to him also ran over with wide-eyed eyes. Everything happened so quickly just now that he almost didn't react.

He only felt the airflow around him change for a while, and then Gabriel instantly rushed to the street looking like he was dying, and he had only time to make the last sword.

Gryffindor bent down and drew his silver sword from Gabriel. To his surprise, there was no trace of blood or dust on it.

Carl squinted, and looked at the silver sword in Gryffindor's hand with some envy. This thing can absorb and merge everything, and from the face, it is at least a good thing at the level of an artifact.

After receiving the silver sword, Gryffindor lowered his eyes and looked at Gabriel's heart. A fist-sized blood hole replaced the original position of the heart, and he clearly perceives a spindle made of steel embedded in it.

"Kill Gabriel in an instant~www.readwn.com~ how did you do it?"

Gryffindor ignored the injury on his body and gently raised his finger. He took out the bullet that was contaminated with visceral fragments? He washed it with magic and observed it curiously for a while, and after a little thought, although he understood the principle, he still didn't understand how Carl did it.

Even if he tried his best to launch it with magical power, it would not reach this speed and one-tenth of the damage.

"A very special one-time magic item, there is no way to copy it, but it is very powerful~..."

After Carl said lightly, he didn't want to go on any more. He didn't even understand the black technology of the Celestial Man, let alone that he had never come into contact with Gryffindor, which is equivalent to a black eye. Too much is not so good.

"Sure enough, I guessed right, it's this kind of weird thing again~..."

After listening to this explanation, Gryffindor nodded but didn't ask any more questions.

Anyway, Gabriel is completely dead, and no matter how his lord, he cannot be resurrected...