194 Chapter 61, the King of Internal Friction

A week later, the Void Dragon flew all over the world. From London to Paris, from Paris to Berlin, from Berlin to Rome, from Rome to Ireland

Muggles can't see its existence, but under its wings, countless people are harming each other in chaos and madness, and the whole of Europe has fallen into unprecedented great war and madness.

Finally, as night fell, it returned to London once more.

On the street at this moment, flames exploded, soldiers with machine guns, and frantically strafed the crowd. The running mother dragged her son and was beaten into a hornet's nest by the machine gun, but they hugged each other with smiles on their faces before dying.

Crowds jumped from tall buildings in droves, gathered hand in hand, and chose death.

There were also fools who ran away timidly and desperately, but as they ran, they all turned into animals. It has become a variety of small animals that cooperate.

A wise man sat on the ground, looking at the sky with a numb expression, as if he had expected this day to come.

The dragon circled the sky, and it saw a group of people in the chaos, standing still.

It was a large number of armed wizards in large numbers. Wearing special glasses, they stood silently under Big Ben, looking at the sky.

The leading Auror was Melles from Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

He looked up, and saw that colorful and great creature suspended at the bottom of the clouds, using the clouds as a cover, occasionally white-purple lightning illuminated its colorful scales, and the wings behind it slowly flapped the wind.

Its huge legs are like three-jointed devil's claws, and behind the legs, the slender and powerful long tail twists and turns slowly, carrying a coquettish and strange aura.

The emptiness and empty spiritual force field in the air, like a black hole, sucks away everyone's hope and sustenance, just like removing the moral fig leaf, making them naked and real.

But the wizards of the Ministry of Magic are all carefully selected elites, and their hearts have not been changed by this nihilistic force field.

After locking the target, Meles called Auror to raise the wand, and countless rays of light burst out from the tip of the wand, interweaving into giant magic nets.

Some Aurors directly apparated and disappeared on the ground, and appeared in the air in the blink of an eye. Under the waving of their wands, huge iron chains stretched across the sky.

The giant dragon watched their actions with a disdainful and serious expression. It indifferently perceives the tide-like power in its body, its wings shake, and its huge body flies straight up, as nimbly as a kite.

The iron chains that were trying to trap him were all broken. When the curse hit his body, it was like a bullet hitting a thick iron sheet, bouncing off in an instant. That's the powerful defense of the Swedish Brachysaurus.

The Aurors who tried to restrain him were all thrown high by the huge physical force, and the body of dozens of fire dragons fused together was not as simple as one plus one equals two.

Before the Aurors could react, thick blue smoke filled the sky. That's the poisonous breath of the Australian Opaleye.

In an instant, several Aurors grabbed their throats and fell to the ground.

The other Aurors immediately pointed their wands on their heads vigilantly, as if a fish tank had been stuck on their heads. This was a head-bubbling spell, which was funny but effective.

After the dragon breathed out the poisonous gas, it disappeared into the sky directly. That is the unique hidden ability of the Welsh green dragon.

The naked eye cannot catch its existence, but one can feel a surge of excitement and anticipation in the air, it is looking forward to, looking forward to a higher level of pleasure.

Under this mental force field, the pulse and heartbeat of all crowds rise with its emotions.

The Aurors looked at each other and nodded silently. Back to back, they walked forward slowly, trying to lock the position of the giant dragon. However, just a few steps away, the entire environment of London was instantly distorted, and the spiritual illusion replaced reality.

The cars running wildly on the street turned into black burning skeleton horses, and the crowd rode on the horses like ghosts. Countless bats and crows flew across the sky, and countless mice and cockroaches crawled across the ground.

Auror froze for a moment, this level of illusion magic was simply unheard of.

The leader of the Aurors, Meles, was shocked and stood on the spot, motionless.

He saw a little girl standing in the middle of the street amidst a swarm of flying bats. The little girl was wearing a white dress and looked quite pure and lovely.

It was his daughter who died young.

Melos' calm expression suddenly turned pale, and he ran wildly, roaring, "Elena!"

He jumped at the little girl and hugged her.

The warm touch and breathing all reminded him of the reality of this warmth.

He held her face tremblingly: "Elena Elena."

The little girl also hugged him tenderly, and said, "Void is here."

As soon as the words were finished, countless mice and cockroaches came out of the cute little girl's five sense organs and devoured her completely in the blink of an eye.

Meles, who witnessed this scene, hugged his head and screamed. Behind him, the other Aurors also witnessed their own scars and illusions.

For a moment, the team that encircled and suppressed the dragon fell into great despair.

The giant dragon emerged from the top of the street. He stared at the colorful eyeballs the size of a billboard, overlooking this chaotic world, and laughed.

This is its innate talent, and he has easily reached the bottom of the human mind. It was easy for him to see through the unreality of this rough world.

It took off again, then landed deformed.

The body is getting smaller and smaller.

Finally, he stopped high on Big Ben. Became Hoffa's original appearance, without golden eyes and gray hair. He had black hair and black eyes, and the wind rattled his clothes.

He stood at the top of Big Ben, looking down at his feet with pleasure.

"disappear, all disappear"

The young man on the high tower said lightly, his black eyes were shining with a luster like a black hole, as if he could absorb all the light into it.

At this moment, he stepped on the reality under his feet, trampled on it wantonly, and vented his dissatisfaction and resentment towards this world in his heart. At this moment, he is an arrogant and arrogant emperor, mad and bewildered, acting recklessly.

But at this moment, a flash of lightning flashed from the sky, and a Thunderbird descended from the sky to the ground. Turned into a human form, another Hoffa landed in front of the boy who was exactly like him.

The other party didn't feel the slightest surprise, not even the slightest surprise. He looked at the detonating sparks on the ground, those crazy figures, and the grief-stricken Auror, and smiled with his chin raised:

"You see, people will still be dominated by their own subconscious after all. No matter how gorgeous the appearance of painstaking efforts is."

Hoffa glanced down, retracted his eyes, stared firmly at the dragon of nothingness, and said, "I'm here to stop you."

The Dragon of Nothingness glanced at Hoffa, and shook his head: "What? By your clumsy and pale words, or by your muscles of less than one hundred kilograms? Do you think you can shake nothingness?"

"Yes, I can't shake nothingness, but I can shake you."

The other self sneered, "Fart."

Hoffa said calmly: "You are not real nothingness."

The other self looked at him proudly and disdainfully: "Say it again."

Hoffa looked at him with sympathy.

"I said, you are not the real nothingness, the real nothingness will not interfere with anything in this world, it will only observe silently and indifferently.

And you, you are just a projection of my inner violence and madness. A monster born with the help of my hollow heart, trying to find its own sense of existence in the world. "

The black-eyed and black-haired boy suddenly turned his head and stared at Hoffa, his face turned pale for a while. And grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, as if threatening.

"Come back," Hoffa stretched out his hand, "come back to me, don't waste it meaninglessly."

Looking at the palm hanging in the air, nothingness looked at Hoffa's face in disbelief: "Are you really stupid, or fake stupid? After years of being trapped in the body of an indecisive headless fly, finally got The power to dominate the self, you actually try to want me to go back?"

"But that's me too."

Hoffa said, "Don't make me shoot you."

The Void Dragon laughed loudly as if hearing some great joke: "Do it, do you think you might be my opponent?"

Hoffa didn't move, just held out his hand.

Looking at the palm, the face of the Void Dragon gradually became indifferent, "Do you know?"

"what do you know?"

"What I hate the most is myself. I have a bottomless tolerance for everyone, even for myself. You compromise again and again, drag yourself back to the original point again and again, and reject the call of loneliness again and again."

As he spoke, he stood up from the towering Big Ben.

But I really, really hate that kind of person who won't change. "

After finishing speaking, its body swelled up rapidly, its arms turned into thick dragon claws, and huge wings stretched out from behind. It maintained such a half-dragon form and disappeared into the air directly.

Hoffa narrowed his eyes, that was the hidden ability of the Welsh Green Dragon.

In the next second, the half-dragon appeared in front of Hoffa and slammed his arm heavily, but Hoffa also raised one arm to block the other attack.

During the attack, the black eyes looked at the golden eyes, and said indifferently: "Come on, stop me, if you want this world to return to its original state, kill me!"

After speaking, he stretched his arms.

Hoffa raised his right arm without thinking, and a hemispherical shield immediately protruded from his left arm, covering his body.

The claws and shields intersected, and the ground shattered.

Unparalleled strength came from the upper body, hydrostatics made his throat sweet, he coughed up a pool of blood, and his left forearm instantly bent.

In the next second, Juli shattered the magic shield completely. He was crushed, smashed through the top of Big Ben, and was shot out like a cannonball.

boom! !

He flew thirty meters backwards and crashed into the pile of boxes, and the rubble and metal pieces directly submerged Hoffa.

The half-dragon boy opened his mouth, and the oxygen in the air was emptied, and the light deep in his throat was almost comparable to the surface of the sun. His chest swelled high.

The dragon's breath is about to explode!

At this moment, in the pile of rubble, a hand was suddenly stretched out, and it was fisted.

"Broken Grip!!"

Snapped! !

Countless huge stone hands stretched out from the ground, and they grabbed the neck of the flame-breathing creature, forcibly changing the direction of the flame and shooting it into the sky.

Afterwards, densely packed stone hands held down the creature layer by layer.

With wings on his back, Hoffa jumped out of the stone pile, his left arm tilted outward at thirty degrees. He held the broken bone of his left arm with his right arm, bit his lip and broke it hard, and he straightened the bone back to its original position after a long illness.

In the activated state, the magic power is transformed into life, the cells divide rapidly, and his severed arm heals quickly. The wings behind his back disappeared, and Hoffa moved his arms and retreated rapidly.

Nothingness raised its head and roared, the temperature in the air rose again, all the combustibles around it burned, and the stone hands turned into red hot magma and flowed down from its body one by one.

Amidst the thick smoke, it broke free, Zhang Yi flew high into the sky, and turned into a giant dragon in the blink of an eye. It was different from any fire dragon. It had a thick body, strong forelimbs, and shining crystal brilliance. A body with an indecipherable color.

"Roar!!"

With a roar, the dragon stepped on Big Ben and collapsed it.

But under the giant dragon's feet, an electric light flashed at an extremely fast speed, dodging the heavy blow of hundreds of tons.

The dragon didn't hesitate, its Adam's apple bulged high, and it opened its mouth to spew out hot blue flames, turning the ground where Hoffa was standing into a sea of ​​flames in a blink of an eye.

The lightning was engulfed by the flames, but in the blink of an eye, the sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning flashed. The rain poured down.

Under the dark clouds, among the dark clouds, a huge bird silhouette rushed straight into the sky, with a wingspan of more than 20 meters, and charged towards the dragon's breath.

The distance of two kilometers passed in an instant, and Hoffa slammed into another body of his own heavily, surrounded by lightning.

In the dark blue sky like a curtain, lightning flashed, and a strange and magnificent picture appeared over London. A huge two-winged thunderbird grabbed the head of the giant dragon, and they rolled in the clouds. That thunderbird was not as big as the head of a giant dragon, but the soul energy contained in it was comparable to the opponent's.

The sharp thunderbird claws caught the eyes of the giant dragon, but as if they were caught on steel, a long stream of sparks was created.

With a cruel smile, the dragon waved its claws. The unique power of the Swedish short-nosed dragon and the Hungarian hornet made Hoffa fly upside down for more than 300 meters, piercing through several clouds.

The giant dragon chased after it, and in the process of flying backwards, Thunderbird opened its sharp beak and spewed out a burst of extremely thick lightning, hitting the chasing dragon in the air.

Under the powerful electric energy, the dragon's body instantly became stiff, but he quickly returned to normal. Not only that, its body even changed again, stretching out two giant wings from behind.

The scales all over the body have also grown into feathers, which is Hoffa's own body transformation.

This shape-shifting ability stunned Hoffa.

Metamorphosis across species is simply unheard of.

Then, a huge unknown creature chased up from the dark clouds at an extremely fast speed. It was bathed in electric light, and its speed was almost close to the speed of sound, more than twice as fast as itself.

Hoffa's heart beat like a drum! He had never fought against another self, so he had no idea that his instincts were so powerful. He flapped his wings desperately, hoping to take it to sea and avoid the innocent civilians in London.

However, only two seconds passed.

The monster flanked and grabbed Hoffa again.

"Just relying on your poor transformation technique? Are you trying to defeat me?" the dragon roared, "Without me, what talent do you have?"

After speaking, it was exposed to crackling electric current, and its whole body became a fiery red high temperature state, which was the high temperature of a Chinese fireball. Under the high temperature, the feathers on Hoffa's body were burnt red.

"The last time you jumped into the lake, you didn't die. How dare you come to me now?"

"I didn't come to defeat you."

Thunderbird's bones were cracked and shattered, and he turned into a half-human, half-bird form. He said with difficulty, "I'm here to negotiate terms."

"Talking about conditions? What else do we have to talk about?"

The dragon roared: "You die, I live, I live, you die."

After finishing speaking, it made a fist with its giant claws, accompanied by a cracking sound.

Like a discus throwing Hercules, Hoffa was smashed down.

boom! !

The Thunderbird was engulfed by an unparalleled force, traveled through a thousand-meter altitude, and hit the ground heavily.

While the gravel was flying, he directly smashed the London Bridge, and crashed into the Thames River, rolling up huge and stormy waves.

The monster laughed wildly, regained its dragon form, opened its mouth as if celebrating, and sprayed out billowing flames. In an instant, the entire cloud layer burned red. The dark clouds turned into hot water vapor, making it impossible to see anything clearly for a while. Only laughter echoed across the sky.

underwater.

Hoffa regained his human form, bubbling and bubbling bubbles, and the dull sound of water and rumbling popping sounds in his ears. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the broken boulders and steel bars fell down like a landslide. Hoffa's eyes widened, and he pushed hard on the river bed, avoiding the terrible impact.

The boulder hit the river bed, shaking up a large amount of sand. After a while, it fell clean. In the muddy river water, he kicked off the ground and flew upwards.

Crash!

He broke through the water and looked up.

Accompanied by a loud bang.

The giant dragon breathed wildly in the sky, burning the whole sky red.

At this moment, the violent electromagnetic interference made Hoffa's vision blur, just like the situation when a solar flare erupts. Countless streams of high-energy particles collide with the atmosphere, causing the gorgeous aurora to appear over London. Something behind the clouds is radiating an astounding amount of unknown energy into the sky and into the ground.

The weird colors flowing wildly in the whole sky, the colors are like Edvard Munch's "The Scream".

And in the crazy flowing colors, there are dots of burning embers floating in every corner of London like the revelation of the doomsday.

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