Suddenly, the huge circular shield formed by the black substance violently rolled and surged. Pieces of red light quickly jumped on the shield, emitting a manic scream.
The movements of the four Death Knights couldn't help but stop. Everyone, whether dead or alive, was attracted by this sudden change. A slender blue figure floated outside the shield, and a pale palm was placed on the shield. The black substance rolled in the direction of the figure, constantly accumulating and compressing in her palm, curling into a black mist with red light. All of the black matter was swept away and turned into a hazy fog, which was then sucked into a transparent bubble. The palm waved gently, and the bubble wrapped in the mist floated in the air.
The white hand waved gently, and the mist disappeared as if it had entered a different dimension, revealing Luna's beautiful but strange face.
"Luna? How did she enter the veil and find me? That blue light … Yes, the amulet protecting me was given to me by Luna … The Ravenclaw crown on her head? Didn't I keep it in the storage space of the Learning God System?! How did she get it? " The inexplicably surprised Allen half-opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar yet familiar Luna in front of him. He was anxious.
The four Death Knights made noises all over, which made Allen refocus his attention on the situation in front of him. "Luna, run!" Allen wanted to remind Luna to get away from this dangerous place, but his chin and cheeks were pierced by the finger bones, so he couldn't open his mouth at all. He could only make vague and short noises.
The four Death Knights and their followers, which were the skeletons, zombies, and dementors, were stunned by the appearance of Luna. The four Death Knights were still in the same position as when they were about to kill Allen. This reminded Allen of his aura that imitated the abilities of the dementors. These undead creatures were imprisoned in place by Luna.
Luna's appearance lit up the dark area. Her bare feet stepped on the barren land with nothing but black-gray soil and gravel, but there was not a speck of dust. "I'm Allen? I'm Harris. " Luna's absent-minded and ethereal voice sounded. Her silver-gray eyes were half-opened and not as protruding as usual. She walked slowly toward Allen, her blue skirt fluttering behind her.
Luna threatened in a casual tone. "Anyone who dares to stop me will be destroyed."
The Death Knight with the Viking helmet finally raised his arm stiffly. He was the first to break free. He raised his axe high in the direction of Luna and roared as he charged. Luna raised her light eyebrows. Then, she waved her fair arm in her blue pajamas. The four Death Knights instantly split up silently. The armor, skin, flesh, and bones of each Death Knight were arranged into four completely unscathed humanoid figures that maintained their previous posture.
The sixteen humanoid figures of the four Death Knights stood for a few seconds before they fell to the ground and became human garbage piles. The zombies, dementors, and other followers of the Death Knights shattered under the impact of the magic, turning into dust and smoke.
The arms that bound Allen were reduced to ashes by the magic, and Allen fell to the ground. Luna quietly came to Allen's side and squatted down.
Allen had a lot of questions to ask Luna. His chest was heaving violently, and he looked anxious.
"I told you not to rely on the wand." Luna touched Allen's lips with her cold finger and stroked his hair. She looked at Allen and said with her eyes wide open. Her expression was as serious as when she told him the evidence of the Curved Horn Snoring Beast. His waist-length light blonde hair fell on Allen's face.
Although the severe pain almost made Allen faint, he was sure that he was not mistaken. Although Luna carefully avoided the wounds on his face and the finger bones, her silver-gray eyes did not reveal pity for his injuries, but a kind of nostalgia. "You don't know anything, Allen? Harris. "
All kinds of questions drilled into his mind. In addition to the unprecedented injury and pain, Allen had never felt so helpless and powerless. These finger bones carried the power of the curse, making his already tired body even weaker. But these were not as worried as he was about Luna's strange state.
Then, Luna let go of her left hand that was stroking Allen's hair and pinched the necklace that was next to the necklace of the Deathly Hallows on her neck. Her pale and slender fingers turned the necklace of the necklace. Her dazed eyes finally fixed on Allen for a moment, and her hand left the necklace.
"Try it." She leaned over, held Ellen in her arms in the form of a princess, and walked in the direction she had come from.
Being carried by the petite Luna in such a position made Allen feel a little ashamed of his current situation. He moved his head away uncomfortably and looked into the distance.
His brows furrowed even tighter. It was definitely not because of the pain, but because he finally understood the source of the sound of waves crashing on the table. The black fog in the distance was not waves at all, but an undead army formed by hordes of undead creatures and Dementors.
Luna was holding Eren. Her footsteps were very steady. It was as if she wasn't holding a boy who was much bigger than her. Instead, it was like a girl holding her beloved doll.
Ignoring the black mass of monsters in the distance, Luna was unmoved and continued her footsteps.
The white bones of those skeletons creaked, and there were white heads everywhere. Some of the skeletons' bodies were not even complete. Their arms and legs and other limbs may have been damaged due to the long years of fighting with other creatures. A large number of Yin Corpses opened their sunken, blind eyes. On their pale faces, their empty, misty eyes made people's hair stand on end.
Countless swirling black Dementors were drifting in the sky. Their faces were covered by their hoods. Their breaths were crackling, and their rotten hands were waving randomly in the air. They filled the land with gloomy despair.
These lifeless non-living creatures that represented darkness were like a black cloud, densely packed in a large area.
They had been approaching here, but they had long stopped moving forward, as if they were afraid of Luna's arrival — although undead creatures could not feel fear.
But their resentment towards the living made them unwilling to give up and follow from a distance.
After twelve or thirteen steps, the waves of undead creatures and Dementors in the distance were completely silent. These monsters seemed to be strangled by some invisible force, and they could not breathe — although they did not need to breathe.
Allen, who was being held by Luna, also began to feel extremely difficult to breathe, like a fish that had jumped from the water to the shore, and was about to suffocate to death. His lungs were suffocating with pain as if they were about to explode. His vision blurred, and even his heartbeat dropped rapidly.
Then the air in the entire wilderness stagnated, as if it was completely sucked out, and was replaced by the darkness of death.
"Is this a kind of death with a form? Or is this just an illusion in my mind? "Allen did not know. He saw the soul fire in the eye sockets of the undead creatures in the distance shining with red light. In this gray world, it was as if there were hundreds of stars in the mortal world — shining on the ground.
But even so, the scene he saw was actually dark, as if he was watching a wizard TV with the brightness set to the lowest.
Allen felt the dizziness in his head getting worse. He helplessly tried to take deep breaths to relieve it, and at the same time, he painfully used all his strength to barely raise his head, so that he could see Luna clearly.
Luna, who was holding him, stopped walking. She took a deep breath, as if she was sighing silently.
Then the darkness of death was expelled, and the air that was full of gray decay, but at this moment, which was exceptionally sweet to Allen at this time, rushed into his lungs again, and his heart, which had almost stopped beating, started to beat again. This also allowed the blood to flow again, but in the beginning, the blood rushed through the blood vessels to his brain, and Allen almost fainted.
For a dozen seconds, Allen found that he could not move or do anything. He could only be held in Luna's arms like a stiff puppet, and the stars in his eyes made him even more confused.
After a while, his vision began to recover. He turned his head and saw that the undead creatures in the distance were not affected. Every undead creature was kneeling in one direction, and the Dementors were also bowing in the same direction.
Allen looked in the direction where they were looking, and looked directly at the existence that made his blood freeze in his blood vessels, and almost made him stop breathing.
A tall skeleton in a huge black robe was holding a large giant scythe wrapped in a shroud. The head of the giant scythe was a completely non-existent space, and the blade-shaped hollow dragged the light around it.
The legendary Grim Reaper of the three brothers in the story of Beedle the Poet had appeared in this wilderness.
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