Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

He read spells with great difficulty, and the absolute power rushed out like a torrent, turning into a strong and extremely blazing white light, and hit Silby.

Under the energies of the past and present, Sylby suffered an extremely severe injury almost instantaneously. His whole body was swallowed by white light, and his skin split open, revealing the skeleton internal organs inside. , And bright red muscles.

Hoffa felt equally sad at this time. He only felt that the capillary blood vessels in his eyes had to be completely ruptured, so that there was blood red in his field of vision.

But these pains are not as desperate as his inner despair. Amidst the ruinous white light, Silby did not die, but stood up a little bit, bathed in the white light, and opened Raised his arms. But this action was only a moment of publicity, and the power of the flow spell was far from its peak.

"It's over!"

Hoffa vomited blood and roared. All spirit strength is pouring out! He recovered his human form from the bubble shape.

All the power is gushing out, there is no more reservation! On the surface of the destructive white light he released, a series of incomparably harsh rays of light flashed sharply, enough to pierce the eyes. They were almost substantial fields of spirit strength, and they turned into sharp swords, restraining the incomparable spirit. Use surging power to focus it into a thin line! !

The clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated to both sides, and after the huge energy of worship was concentrated, the entire Pandora City collapsed in an instant, and the endless towers broke apart from it. The space collapsed and shattered, extremely stern, extremely shocked, and suddenly if the end of the world had come, countless towering and towering buildings collapsed at the same time after the white light of destruction was swept away by the destruction of the white light. They were all cut off by this Destruction Power, scattered ashes and dispersed smoke. !

The night sky is torn apart by spells, and the whole sky is bright as day.

If the sharp blade is roaring and attacking! It seems that even the soul will be torn to pieces! In just one second, Silby was penetrated by the extinction force brought by the flow curse! ! Like a butterfly in a tornado, it was unable to float backwards, and finally fell to the ground lightly.

The god of dreams floating in the sky was instantly covered by the immense energy brought by the flow curse in the second before escaping. It didn’t even have time to struggle, so it was in a piece of while light Among them, scattered ashes and dispersed smoke.

Under the constraints of the Hoffa spirit strength field, the energy of the Heart Flow Curse did not escape at all, and completely hit Silby. But only the air fluctuations caused by it caused the Hoffa as the origin, and the plants of the second half of the Earth all fell radially.

The white light lasted for a long time before it went out.

In the midst of a brief white night phenomenon, the dark night is reinvigorated again.

There was no more sound in Hoffa's ears, and the world fell into an absolute, strange silence, where the needle fell. In that silence, it seems that the ability to think has been lost, as if the brain is frozen and stagnated! The feeling of intense absence is indescribable.

He was standing on the ground as pale as paper, blood dripped from his chin to the ground, the huge magic power in his body was vented, and his own power was dripping out. .

The tower of Babel has already collapsed under the power of the psychic curse destroying heaven extinguishing earth. The ground is full of dilapidated old buildings. The as if dreams and visions in a bubble created by the god of dreams have long since disappeared. Even the god of dreams himself did not have time to escape the moment the heart flow curse broke out. Its once huge body now only has a large whale bone-like corpse lying across this broken wall. .

Beside its wreckage, Sylby had a big hole in his chest. The body that once belonged to Chloe was all covered with cuts and bruises. There was nothing in the chest, only the remaining ribs. He It fell to the ground in a big letter. Looking at the sky blankly, there was no chance of surviving anymore.

Hoffa looked at everything in front of him, but there was no joy in his heart, only a deep sadness that could not be removed. He closed his eyes in pain, and walked back staggeringly.

It's all over, Silby couldn't bear the power of the flow curse, which was the power that Spiritual God couldn't bear. He was just a cursed mortal.

After all, there will be no change. All of Silby's ideals are nothing but lies. In the face of the enormous power of reality, it will only collapse suddenly. But that's not bad, Hoffa thought, maybe he could hide in the mountains in fifty years and never ask the world again. Maybe he can no longer have to run around exhaustedly, no more annoying guys to torture his soul, no more painful growth, no more struggles and transformations.

That's it.

...

"Hey..."

So, when Hoffa heard a gossamer-like voice behind him, He turned around in shock.

Silby, with a big hole in his chest, actually got up from the ground a little bit by the remnant of the god of dreams. It’s unbelievable. How did he do it? This is completely impossible!

Hoffa opened his mouth and looked at Silby stupidly. At this moment, he actually gave birth to a confused admiration from the bottom of his heart, hoping that he could realize his ideals.

Silby did not let him down.

"Hey...brother..." He staggered to his feet, and said weakly, "This...Is it over..." ." There was not much blood flowing down his chest, but he stood firmly on the ground without letting the empty shell fall down. He said, "So...so...the grand occasion... ...How can it be...just gone..."

A faint light spot appeared in his empty chest. Is that a soul?

Suddenly, Silby looked up at Hoffa abruptly, and a dazzling brilliance burst out of that broken body. He uttered the wildest cry with his soul and life: "How can you leave this grand occasion! Witness me!!"

That is what Hoffa has heard so far, the most A wild cry! Accompanied by that shout, Silby ran again, dazzling white radiance, compressed to the extreme in his empty chest, like a pure white beating heart.

Under the horrifying spiritual power, Silby's speed is getting faster and faster. He laughed, unscrupulously blooming with life, and his red hair danced in the air like a reed, like a madman, and so on. Not like a person, but more like a person than anyone else.

He rushed to Hoffa and reached out his hand like lightning!

Hoffa, who has exhausted all his strength, can't dodge this desperate blow. He stood there blankly, watching the fingertips keep expanding in his pupils.

bang!!

Silby's fingertips hit Hoffa's body, and at the same time his physical, pure spiritual power was hit.

He passed out on the spot as if was struck by lightning!

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When he wakes up again, he finds himself standing on a green grassland Above, the sky is pale gray with a few clouds, which is neither beautiful nor ugly. In this green sea, alfalfa flowers are dancing in the wind. As if back to the dream of that night.

Hoffa is walking among the waist-deep clover, and all the crash-bangs around him are wind noises. He remembers what he was looking for. He should be looking for someone, a certain acquaintance, but forgot his name. Guys.

After walking in the grass for a long time, he came to a river. There was a tree on the other side of the river, and there was no one under the tree. He looked at the river, remembered that he had been here, and remembered the pain of stepping into that river.

But this time, he cautiously stepped his feet into the river water, avoided the sharp stones, and swam to the opposite bank of the river little by little.

On the other side of the river is a more complex and expansive grassland. He walked deep and shallow. Occasionally encounter foxes, rattlesnakes, and brown cow dung on the road, but he avoided them carefully and moved on.

Finally, I came to a small clearing in the grassland. The clearing was covered with some hay and flowers, on which stood a very young boy.

When the little boy saw him, he walked towards him.

Hoffa lowered his head and looked at the little boy. He was wearing pure white clothes and bare feet, like an angel. People can't help but feel compassionate.

The boy came to Hoffa, looked up at him, folded his arms, "You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Paused, he said with a smile: "I waited for a long time. , I finally waited for this day."

"Yes, you finally did it."

Hoffa's eyes were gloomy: "You did it, but is the world perfect?"

"The world is never perfect, so it makes sense to work hard." The little boy said.

His comfort did not broaden Hoffa's heart much. At the moment he released the flow curse, he had already penetrated the mystery of the flow curse and knew the secret of the second half of the flow curse. Knowing that I have already lost, it is hard to get over it.

Seeing that Hoffa was so sad, the boy stepped forward and took his hand: "By the way, do you remember that time?"

"That time...? "

Hoffa murmured answer.

"The time we drove together in Casablanca."

"Remember."

"Are you happy?"

Hoffa nodded, His eyes were not so dark, he whispered: "Happy."

The boy smiled and turned into a crescent: "Let’s play together next time."

Hoffa shook his head. .

Boy: "Why, are you not happy?"

The warm liquid rolled from Hoffa's eyes. He has understood some truths, and he has read some stories. He knew that it was really difficult for him to be the guy in front of him. But the most terrifying thing is that he has stood by his side and become his accomplice.

The boy stepped forward and wiped his eyes.

Said softly: "Everything impermanent is nothing more than a reference, nothing more than a metaphor, just a story, don't care too much."

"Is it worth it?" Hoffa choked up and asked: "Abandon everything for a single thought. No one will even know who you are. No one cares about what you have done or experienced."

"Before I met you, I thought about it. This question." The little boy said in a tranquil voice: "Is it all worth it? Why does my vision always fail again and again, why no one cares about my thoughts. Later, after fighting with you, I understood, and God gave it I have taken away my absolute innate talent and my ability to accept help. After discovering the power of that innate talent, I rely on it, despise everything, plot against everything, without any disadvantage. I reject all those who may become friends, But I didn’t defeat you and the world in the end.

Plot against later, I even forgot what I looked like when I left home and forgot what the real wizard is. But now, I remembered it after all, and I wanted to come here for your help. I think it's all worth it."

As he spoke, a pure white light spot the size of a grain of rice appeared on his chest. , The point of light is pure to the extreme. It is the energy gathered by Hoffa with the Myriad Laws Return To One curse. That energy fuse together with the life of West Xavier, leading him to the endless glory, and also to the journey. The end.

Hoffa finally grabbed his hand and pleaded: "Don't be like this."

The boy shook his head, and he said softly, "It must be. There are many people in the world. You can get help from others. But only I can bear such a solemn revelation."

Then he sat down and looked at Hoffa, slightly smiled.

"I have found myself. I will beg you for the rest."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and exhaled one last breath:

Heart flow, I am the world ——Hum

With the second spells, the boy turned into a white rays of light and flew towards the sky, changing one into two, two into four, and four Eight, eight to sixteen... In this way, the white radiance exponentially splits into thousands of absolutely, billions of trillions of trillions of white radiance, which is as gorgeous as a shooting star, covering the line of sight. Fly to all directions.

Even after many, many years, Hoffa could not forget this scene. That is the most shocking picture he has seen so far, and it is also the most sacred revelation he has experienced. Even if you just look at it, the soul will quietly change.

The flow curse Hum is wrapped in magic power and spiritual information, and follows the spiritual network created by the flow curse So to fly to all things in the world. Flew into everyone who was awakened from the dream.

In their dreams, their family has a wealth of wealth, and when they wake up, they are impoverished. From beautiful as a flower, to a dying old man, from being admired by thousands of people, to being as small as an ant, they were already desperate. Maybe without Hoffa's stop, they would start the third world war in no time, but the meteors falling from the sky changed everything.

The meteor contains the energy of mysterious and complex information, a small group of seeds of hope. After the seed enters their bodies, they immediately change their endowments, allowing them to regain a new student.

They temporarily forgot all that happened in the dream, and began to study the new information in their minds. Study that peculiar and magical endowment.

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The illusion disappeared, and Hoffa's consciousness gradually returned to the body.

Only Silby, who had a broken body, remained in front of him.

He has exhausted all his power and turned into something similar to a stone sculpture. A gust of wind blew by, and the sky somehow began to rain.

The rain fell on Hoffa's forehead, slid off his cheeks, and fell to the ground. At the same time, it fell on the body of the gray stone carving, turning it into a plain gray.

Some mottled debris broke away from the statue. But he still maintained an offensive posture, with a wild and blooming smile at the corner of his mouth, and put his finger on Hoffa's forehead.

Hoffa looked at the lifeless stone sculpture in front of him.

Holding a standing posture, I haven't moved for a long time.