Looking at the lifeless silver figure in front of him, Fatir staggered a few steps, his vision blurred.
Blood rushed to his brain, he lost his hearing and vision, he looked at Grindelwald in disbelief.
Then, under Grindelwald's cruel gaze, he pulled out a knife without hesitation and stabbed it into his heart.
The sharp curved knife pierced into his heart, but not a drop of blood flowed out.
He pulled out the blade and stabbed it three times, but every time the blade was pulled out, his wound quickly healed.
Grindelwald's slender fingers climbed onto Fatir's back, he smiled gently.
"Permanent Curse, you won't age, and you won't be killed. This is my last gift to you, do you like it?"
Clang.
The metal curved knife fell to the ground.
Fatir's expression was as if he saw a ghost, he pushed Grindelwald away and staggered back.
"Devil …"
Fatir pointed at Grindelwald. After saying that, he tripped over his own leg and fell to the ground.
He tried to get up and run out of the door, but after a few steps, he crashed into a huge ceramic vase. The vase broke, and he fell to the ground again. This time, he didn't have the ability to get up.
He looked at Grindelwald and muttered:
"Devil …"
"Devil …"
"Devil …"
His mouth kept repeating the same sentence over and over again, over and over again. As he spoke, his eyes lost their luster, and he fell to the ground, motionless.
Grindelwald didn't look at Fatir anymore, he stretched his neck and looked at the sky. Just like a fitness athlete before going on stage, he twisted his neck and joints, jumped on the spot, and began to warm up.
Then.
Boom!!
Accompanied by a loud noise.
The dome of the castle was shattered by a colorful four-winged giant bird. Along with the flying glass shards, and countless pieces of gravel and wood shavings. The giant bird rolled to the ground and turned back into human form.
At this moment, Hoffa, who had transformed into a Thunderbird, finally arrived at Grindelwald's location.
He saw the small silver-haired figure in front of him, and Fatir, who was in despair and had empty eyes.
At this moment, a huge and rough sense of unreality rushed straight to his head. It was as if he had fallen into an ice cave of absolute zero. He was trembling.
At the same time, the anger that ignited in his heart was like an explosive nuclear fusion, instantly burning away all his thoughts.
His vision was blurry, sometimes far, sometimes near. At this moment, all sound disappeared. At this moment, all the senses in his body went haywire.
The remnants of his rationality told him that all of this was true, but his senses refused to believe it.
He trembled as he turned his head to look at Grindelwald. "You …"
Grindelwald smiled calmly. He casually tied his white hair into a short braid behind his head and said, "It's just you and me now. Come."
"You!!!"
Hoffa let out a deafening roar.
Countless pieces of glass shattered at this moment, and the withered roses outside the castle instantly evaporated into dust. The huge spiritual force field made every piece of gravel on the ground float in the air.
At this moment, it was as if the whole world had disappeared. Hoffa's body rapidly expanded, his muscles bulged, and countless scales grew from his body. Almost in the blink of an eye, he had turned into an unknown monster and pounced forward.
Facing such a terrifying scene, Grindelwald just calmly raised a magic wand.
"Shattering Grasp."
Boom!!
Countless huge stones rose from the ground and pressed down on Hoffa. The stone hands instantly turned into steel and an unknown alloy. They twisted and intertwined with each other, some big, some small.
They pressed Hoffa heavily on the ground.
"Roar!!"
With a roar, Hoffa's body expanded more and more. With the body of a dragon, Hoffa climbed up from the ground. He broke free from the metal hands, but he was smashed down again and again by bigger metal hands.
Finally, when he was five or six meters away from Grindelwald, the ground cracked, and thousands of spiderweb-like hands pulled him down, making him unable to move.
The bound Hoffa roared wildly, "I'll kill you. I swear, as long as I'm alive, I'll kill you!"
Grindvall smiled. "That's really something to look forward to."
Then, he put away his magic wand, expressionless. He clenched one hand, and the spiderweb-like metal hands instantly twisted the dragon into a fried dough twist.
The physical pain did not make Hoffa retreat at all.
He opened his mouth, and his body began to burn with flames that resembled lava.
An endless stream of dragon's breath flew towards Grindelwald like cannonballs.
The fire reflected in Grindelwald's pupils red.
He waved one arm, "Tariq Skitar."
A huge shield appeared in front of him, blocking all of the flames.
In the midst of the indiscriminate bombardment.
Grindelwald raised a finger on his left hand, and the Elder's Magic Wand in his right hand swung down. His arm was wrapped in an unknown black flame.
He bent down and clenched his fist at Huo Fa.
Drag and pull!
The black flame was like a black hole, directly dragging the dragon's strength out of Hoffa's body.
Hoffa, who was bound by the spiderweb, was suddenly torn apart. His body was like melted cheese, but also like boiling wax.
The dragon's breath and the huge physical strength, like a slanted balloon, flew towards Grindelwald's palm, as if he was a demon trapped in Pandora's Box.
In less than half a minute, his huge dragon body and endless dragon's breath were completely extracted. The dragon's strength was completely stripped from his body, and went to Grindelwald's body, turning into a dragon that was only the size of an arm, desperately struggling.
Hoffa could no longer maintain his dragon form, and returned to his human form.
Grindelwald rubbed his hands, and the struggling dragon in his hand was burned to ashes by the black flame.
He stood in front of Hoffa and said calmly, "I can give you power, and naturally I can take it back. From the beginning to the end, you are nothing."
"Why did you do this, what did she do wrong?"
Hoffa, who was pressed to the ground by the metal arms, roared.
"Who is at fault? No one is at fault. "
Grindelwald put his hand on Hoffa's head, touched it, and said sympathetically:
"The world is nothingness, and the only existence in this world of nothingness is reality. There are only choices, no lies, no packaging, 50 against 50, I gave her a chance."
"Bastard … Go to hell …"
As soon as his voice fell, Hoffa disappeared on the spot.
Countless metal arms pressed down on the air.
In the next second, Hoffa went out of Ghost Walk, and punched Grindelwald's lower abdomen. This punch penetrated his lower abdomen, and dragged his intestines out.
Grindelwald bent down, but his expression didn't change from beginning to end.
He grabbed Hoffa's hair with one hand, and the other hand was covered with a strong and unknown blue flame, and punched Hoffa's chest.
This punch directly knocked Hoffa's soul out of his body.
His multi-colored soul floated in the void. The blue flame burned Hoffa's soul directly.
Then, Grindelwald's body shriveled, and a black soul pierced out of his body like a monster, and quickly expanded. It grabbed Hoffa's colorful soul and said fiercely: "Too weak, you don't understand the meaning of death, don't understand the meaning of the soul, how can you stand in front of me?"
"Shut up!!"
Hoffa's soul let out a sharp roar.
A bolt of lightning flashed outside the window, and Hoffa controlled the lightning and struck down heavily.
However, the scorching lightning was dispersed by Grindelwald's attack.
He dragged his long devil tail, and pulled Hoffa's colorful soul into his spiritual world.
.....
The world spun around like black ink droplets spreading out in clear water, forming countless scenes.
In an old wooden house, a woman wailed alone as she cut off her umbilical cord. With a look of absolute disgust, she looked at the flesh she gave birth to, and abandoned him like a worn-out shoe in the snow.
A female dog passing by picked up the baby and fed him with its milk until he grew up.
.....
The thick black scene changed, and in a dark garbage dump.
Three youths fought over a piece of bread on the ground, and for that piece of bread, the three of them fought.
In the end, a thin blonde youth had the upper hand. He used a steel bar to stab the other two youths to death, and then gave the bread to a stray cat that passed by.
The scene changed again, and Grindelwald's experience was flipped in front of his eyes like pages of a book.
Blown by the wind, drenched in the rain, hit by hailstones at the mountain pass, robbed by refugees, chased by stray dogs, and thrown stones by children. He fought to survive during the day, and at night, he lived alone in a dark corner of the city.
Then, Hoffa entered the deep ancient castle, and saw a youth grow up under the scorn and oppression of countless people.
He saw a boy who was tortured by school violence, sexually assaulted, abandoned, grew up alone, studied alone, and fought alone.
The scenes changed crazily, and every scene was so shocking. Every scene pointed to the madness and depravity in the human subconscious.
In more than half a century, this man tasted being abandoned by his teachers, by his organization, by his country, by society, and by his friends.
He experienced the death of his lover, the death of his children, and the death of his companions.
Like a lone wolf, he experienced countless disappointment, despair, depression, pain, loneliness, frustration, and collapse, but he stood up again and again. With the great ambition to change the world, he finally stood at the top of this magical world.
.....
Boom!
After an unknown period of time.
The soul returned to the body.
Hoffa fell to his knees with a plop.
The huge amount of information almost made his mind unable to function, and a sense of powerlessness rose from the bottom of his heart.
He was completely defeated.
Whether it was experience, magic power, experience, or soul, everything paled in comparison to the other party. The pain and suffering this man went through was a hundred times, a thousand times more than his.
He looked up, and the intense hatred and pain only turned into a few words. He said weakly, "I will … kill you …"
Grindelwald's soul also returned to the body, and the wound on his lower abdomen quickly healed. He stood in front of the kneeling Hoffa and smiled.
"If you want to kill me, you have to become me."
"Don't even think about it …" Hoffa murmured.
"Don't be silly, I am your reality."
Boom!!
Before he finished, Grindelwald kicked Hoffa's face.
He kicked him to the ground, and his face smashed into the ground.
He couldn't make any sound, and he couldn't move.
Grindelwald shrugged nonchalantly, untied his hair, squatted on the ground, and said softly in Hoffa's ear, "Become like me, then come and kill me, okay?"
Blood filled the air, and Hoffa tasted his own blood. But he couldn't answer, and most of the bones in his face were broken.
Then, Grindelwald let go of his hair, stood up, and spat at Hoffa on the ground.
“Class
Dismissed。”
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