After seeing the spikes in Aglaia's enchantment, Fatir finally panicked. His back was wet as he raised his arm: "I'll talk, I'll talk …"
Grindelwald retracted his finger in satisfaction and stood with his hands behind his back.
Fatir's throat moved as he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Once upon a time, there was a group of prisoners in a cave. Their hands and feet were tied, and they could not turn their bodies around. They could only turn their backs to the entrance of the cave."
Grindelwald nodded, his expression was slightly intoxicated.
Fatir: "There was a white wall in front of them, and a fire was burning behind them. They saw their own shadows on the white wall, and because they could not see anything else, the prisoners thought that the shadows were real … "
At this point, Fatir could not continue, but when he saw the enchantment behind him, he finally began to grit his teeth:
"In the end, one person broke free from the shackles and groped his way out of the cave. He saw the real thing for the first time.
He returned to the cave and tried to explain to the others that the shadows were just illusions, and showed them the way to the light.
But to the prisoners, the man seemed to be even more foolish than before he escaped, and he claimed that there was nothing else in the world other than the shadows on the wall. "
After telling the story, Fatir was drained of all his strength as he stood on the ground shakily.
Grindelwald's eyes gradually turned from nostalgia to pity. He looked at the pale Fatir and said softly: "Professor, it's been so many years, it's hard for you to remember this story."
"You don't have to mock me, Gellert." Fatir said loudly: "I just chose the life I want. If you hate me for what happened back then, you can kill me."
"Kill you? I know … you don't go home for years and alienate your wife and daughter because you're afraid that they will be sad when I kill you. But you're wrong about one thing, Professor. It's impossible for me to kill you. If you still think that I'm an avenger, then it's too boring. "
Grindelwald said calmly: "I don't want to take revenge on you at all, I just want to turn you into someone like me."
"Let them go, you can have whatever you want."
Fatir's voice was already pleading: "I've already told you the story."
Grindelwald still shook his head: "I've already seen through your truth. Lies and compromises are useless to me."
"What do you want?"
Grindelwald smiled casually: "If you want to prove yourself, prove it to me."
"How?!"
"It's simple, kill me."
Grindelwald threw Elder's wand forward.
In the castle at night, the black and slender Elder's wand drew a parabola in the sky and landed in Fatil's hand.
Fatir was completely, as if he could not understand this absurd game was was was completely.
Grindvall calmly raised his hand and said with a smile, "Kill me, or I'll kill all your family members."
. and grow ''s' ''s's, and''s's's's, the '''s's' '''s. At this moment, those who were bound in the ''s' ', started to struggle desperately.
Fatir did not hesitate to raise her wand and pointed it at Grindelwald. At this moment, the air was almost frozen.
"Do it, Professor Dracath."
Grindvall smiled casually and said, "In this world, there's no one who's different. A student, a prisoner, and a headmaster.
Everyone was the same. They were essentially the same. Selfish, stupid, numb and callous. They're all prisoners in the cave. "
Fatir raised her wand: "Why are you …?"
"No reason, I just don't want to be associated with this filthy world."
Grindelwald tilted his head, and joked: "Hurry up, kill me."
.....
.....
In the clouds dozens of kilometers away, Hoffa was flying in the sky, covering thousands of meters in an instant.
Looking down from above, coupled with his great perception, the whole world was like a holographic map, unfolding in front of him.
But this holographic map was made up of black and white lines, and countless souls walked in this world made up of black and white lines.
In the sky, he quickly locked onto Grindelwald's' 'position. At that moment, he felt an almost boundless surging power, and the omnipresent aura of death.
At this moment, the Grim Reaper smiled in the sky. It was as if there was a huge skeleton knight, wearing armor, riding on a white warhorse, passing through the sky with a mocking smile on his face.
The power shocked Hoffa. He knew that it was the top power in this world. Those who had that kind of power could be the representative of the gods in this world.
A huge ominous feeling hit his heart. He focused his mind and looked.
Although he was dozens of kilometers away, he could still see what was happening in the castle. He saw Fatir, who was holding the Elder's' 'Holy Reaper's' 'Wand of Death, pointing at a person.
Who was he pointing at?
Grindelwald?
Hoffa looked carefully.
With just a glance, he was completely stunned.
In the real world made up of black and white lines, Grindelwald's soul and Aglaia's soul were completely opposite.
Fatir's' 'Wand was not pointing at Grindelwald, but his own daughter, Aglaia. And the real Grindelwald was behind him in the enchantment. He used the Soul Seizing Curse to control Aglaia, and changed her appearance.
Huo Fa shuddered when he saw this. His heart felt like it was being gripped by a giant claw. He raised his head and let out a sharp cry. He sped up again and rushed toward the scene of the incident with all his might.
At this moment, he clearly felt Grindelwald's madness.
What was he trying to do?
.....
.....
In the castle.
Fatir was still holding the 'Wand, pointing it at the man in front of him.
The Elder's' Wand trembled, as if it was yearning, yearning for the joy of harvesting lives. It also seemed to be uneasy, for the horror that was about to come.
It was pitch black outside the window, and the lightning in the distance seemed so weak in this dark night.
A gust of wind blew past, and the petals of the roses in the garden tumbled all over the ground under the immense power that was everywhere. As they tumbled, they flew into the air.
Some of the petals floated into the room, and when they floated between the two men, they quickly turned black and withered.
'Grindelwald' spoke again, and he sneered, "What, Master Drasser, you'd rather wait for me to kill your family than kill me?"
Fatir said, "What's wrong with you? Can't you be more normal? "
"If you kill me, maybe you'll understand me."
'Grindelwald' casually raised his hand again, and the sharp transparent blade in the enchantment grew longer, and a few people's faces were already bleeding.
Fatir's hand trembled even more, and cold sweat dripped from his face to the ground.
Looking at the tip of the magic staff, 'Grindelwald' suddenly swayed, as if he was struggling.
He shook, and Fatir immediately held the Elder's Wand tightly.
The shaking stopped, and the man raised his head under the moonlight. "Do you know how this Wand came to be, Professor?" He whispered hoarsely, "Why don't I tell you a story too?"
"Shut up, Grindelwald."
"Shut up …"
"When I was traveling in Europe, I once met a lonely drunkard. He drank too much and was drunk on the streets of Paris at three in the morning.
However, when I turned him over, I found out that he was Osbarton, the previous Dark Lord, the God of Duels, who had never lost in his life. "
"Shut up … Gellert."
"He was extremely down and out, and in his hands was an empty bottle of wine and an Elder's Wand. I took a fancy to the Wand, but he begged me to buy him a bottle of wine. For the Wand, I killed him. He did not resist, and just like that, he died silently in the gutter. "
"Enough, Gellert Grindelwald!"
"At that moment, I realized that in the face of death, everyone is insignificant."
After saying that, Grindelwald suddenly pressed his palm down, and within the enchantment, the dense spikes pierced out one by one. Finally, Fatir closed his eyes, and he swung his Wand:
"Avatar Death!!"
Green light spewed out from the Elder's Wand.
At this moment, it was as if the Grim Reaper had raised a huge scythe, and the scythe slashed down heavily.
Above the flying tower, lightning flashed. Hoffa, who was as fast as the wind in the distance, suddenly widened his eyes, and his flying body came to a halt. Sliding down from the clouds to the ground, and smashing five or six houses in a row, he stumbled out of the ruins and muttered, "This can't be real …"
After saying that, his face was pale, and he turned back into the Thunderbird, and disappeared into the sky again.
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.....
The green light disappeared, and everything returned to silence. Not knowing how long had passed, it could have been a minute, or it could have been a second.
Fatir, whose face was pale, opened his eyes. In the dark castle, the curtains were still fluttering, and the man in front of him had fallen to the ground. The air was so silent, serene, and calm.
He looked at the Wand in his hand, and then looked at the body on the ground in front of him. For a moment, he seemed to have forgotten how to speak.
He looked up and sighed deeply, and turned around.
But then, he was stunned.
The enchantment that bound his family did not disappear.
Those transparent cubes were still floating in the air.
Then, the cube that contained Aglaia slowly fell to the ground.
A girl with long hair walked out indifferently, and as she walked, her body grew taller. Finally, she turned into another tall figure.
Grindelwald stood in front of Fatir, unharmed.
There was only endless sympathy and sarcasm in his eyes.
"You really did it, Professor."
Fatir was stunned on the spot, "How did you …?"
"Only those who know the truth can perfectly control illusions, don't you think so, Professor Drasser?"
After saying that, Grindelwald raised his hand, and the Elder Wand returned to his hand like a bird returning to its nest.
Fatir was shocked, and he turned around mechanically, and the dead man on the ground behind him had completely changed.
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