224 Chapter 24, A Weakness

The corner of Hoffa's mouth twitched, some of his identities were like maggots attached to the bones, and he couldn't get rid of them at all.

He knew this guy, Ethan Dominique.

French wizard, half-giant, wizard-slayer.

He was the first to defect to Germany and became one of Grindelwald's former students. When he first set foot on French soil half a year ago, he was chased and killed by this man once, but that battle was avoided by the cunning Norbert. But now, facing this so-called senior brother alone, unknown conflicts seemed inevitable.

"This has nothing to do with you, Dominic, I don't want to fight you," he whispered.

The man carrying the huge sword raised his head and laughed twice: "I think it's okay to get used to being loved. Don't you think I will love you like a teacher, Bach."

"Your mind is polluted by the frenzy of sex, and Grindelwald loves no one."

"Really? When he taught you the Broken Grip, I was cleaning his wizard's tower. When he went to meet you in England, I was sent rounding up Jewish Muggles in Paris. While he planted the power of the void dragon in you, I was sent to watch over this boring sea area, hunting down those worthless garbage smugglers."

Dominic walked around Hoffa: "For a long time, I thought this was a necessary price. It took me more than thirty years to get his attention, but it took you less than three years."

"If you call these favors, I have nothing to say."

"What is it other than favor? Tell me, has he given you the power of immortality?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, Dominic."

The ice on the ground grew slowly, turning into a skate and appeared in Hoffa's hand. He picked up the skate and slowly stepped back to distance himself from Dominic.

The three-meter-tall giant breathed a sigh of relief: "It's a pity, it seems that he doesn't love you enough."

He took a step back, adopted a defensive posture, and looked at him cautiously.

"You want to be his favorite, but his reign won't last long, the future won't be on his side."

"Everyone talks as if they know the future development, it's ridiculous." Dominic took his huge cross sword from his shoulder, "But since I'm your junior, I can talk to you about my future development. the opinion of."

The half-giant shook the big sword in his hand easily: "I have been thinking about a certain possibility recently. Do you think there is such a possibility? For example, if I kill you to prove my strength, the teacher will treat me differently from then on. Then give me eternal life."

Hoffa's cautious expression loosened, and he almost laughed out loud: "You can try."

"Well said, let's wait and see."

The half-giant put on his helmet. Disappeared directly in place.

So fast!

Hoffa rolled his eyes and immediately raised his hand to block.

Bang!

With a bang.

The moment the two passed by, the blade of the ice blade shattered,

There was a huge gap in Hoffa's tiger's mouth holding the knife, and his thumb was completely bent.

Dominic, who was fully armored, exploded at a speed that was not inferior to his ghost walking, and rushed into him like a maddened Devilsaur. It knocked him back nearly twenty meters.

He rolled and got up several times in a row, held his palm tightly, and broke it hard, and the bloody thumb returned to normal.

He has never seen such a powerful physical strength, even a giant dragon can't compare to this guy opposite.

"It doesn't live up to its name."

Dominic on the ice lightly pulled a sword flower.

The matchless heavy sword was shaken out of the phantom by him like a samurai sword.

He disappeared in place again, and this time Hoffa didn't dare to pick it up. The magic turned into life, and he ran wildly on the ice.

But his opponent directly apparated, then apparated, and made a side slash the moment he appeared, faster than lightning.

Seeing himself being cut in half.

Hoffa exerted strength in his waist and forcibly used his leg muscles to do a sideways somersault and jumped high, avoiding the fatal blow.

Before landing in the air, he took out an alchemy pistol from his pocket, aimed at Dominic's helmet, and pulled the trigger. The flame blazingly illuminated the armor, but it was completely blocked by the transparent shield spell before it hit.

"Where's your magic, Bach!"

Withdrawing the shield, Dominic laughed loudly: "Or, are you not good at using magic?"

His answer was another concealed and scorching bullet from the backhand. This bullet hit the bolt of the helmet and deflected his helmet.

Did not break the defense at all.

The moment the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, the two passed by, and Hoffa turned over and got up like lightning.

Dominic stood still, touched his helmet that had been distorted by the bullet, and chuckled, and then the chuckle grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a mocking laugh.

"Hoffa Bach, the youngest transformation master in history! The releaser of the legendary shield, Grindelwald's most valued student!? The last guy who said that was thrown into the sea by me to feed the sharks. If I want to say, it should be called You're the kid who only knows how to jerk off."

After finishing speaking, he dragged the giant sword and thrust it heavily into the ice.

"The ice prison is heavy!"

The dense ice needles in the sky fell like rain, and each one was as sharp as a blade. And the frozen sea also grows dense needle forests, making it almost impossible to settle down.

Hoffa somersaulted and jumped, then landed and spun.

He could always dodge accurately before the ice needles touched him, but even so, there were still several wounds on his clothes and face.

Every time he avoided the ice edge, he would raise his hand, take out the alchemy gun, and shoot Dominic.

The bullet crashed into the armor, sending a trail of sparks. But he still couldn't break through the defense, and could only leave a shallow white mark on his body.

The two chased each other and ran wildly on the ice.

The two women who were peeking in the lifeboat in the distance were dumbfounded. The young man who kept dodging and dodging in the absolute danger, his steps were as graceful as a dance. dance.

Soon, Dominic was impatient.

"drink!!"

He roared and slashed across with his sword.

The vibrating magic power engulfed the sharp air and plowed a long ravine on the ice.

Ice chips flew across, Hoffa bent his knees, turned his body sideways to hang the fuchsia upside down, seized a gap, and firmly attached to Dominic's back.

Another ice blade appeared in his hand, this time, the ice blade transformed into steel.

He slashed the steel knife fiercely at the gap made by the bullet on Dominic's helmet.

clang! There was a loud bang.

The metal intersects, making a tooth-piercing sound.

Dominic's helmet was a little loose.

He raised his arm high and delivered another blow.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the blade got stuck in the gap of Dominic's helmet.

He stepped on the half-giant's shoulder with all his strength, the blade shattered, and Dominic's helmet tumbling up with crystal shards.

"Delusion!"

Dominique snarled and raised Hoffa's neck with his backhand, pressing him down hard, and the ice surface was smashed into spider web-like cracks.

After pressing it, it dragged for tens of meters and stopped after smashing countless ice thorns.

Bang!

The helmet fell into Hoffa's hand.

Followed by Dominic's sharp blade.

He rolled over and disappeared.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the ice.

The battle has entered a complete white heat.

The two of them flickered on the ice like ghosts. Every time it appears, it is accompanied by a violent metal crash. Every time there was an impact, the ice blade in his hand would be shattered, but soon he would condense a new one.

boom! !

Accompanied by Dominic's violent attack to the apex.

Clank! !

The ice blade transformed into metal was smashed into pieces again.

The huge force swept up the frail young man like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind. He was floating in the air, with a sharp edge on his toes, flashing backwards quickly.

"Face me!!!"

Dominic violently swung the big sword, spun it around twice, and threw the cross sword directly.

The great sword directly turned into a meteor in the air, piercing through the figure in the air.

Crack!

The blade penetrates the body.

In the lifeboat in the distance, two women screamed in horror. From their perspective, the giant cross sword directly penetrated the jumping gray-haired boy's body, like a flying knife juggler hitting an apple on his head Similarly, he was firmly nailed to the ice.

"Hoffa!"

Inside the lifeboat.

The weak Chloe stood up struggling and rushed towards the direction where he was killed.

Dominic gasped heavily. He touched the broken iron filings on his neck, looked at the motionless figure nailed to the ground in the distance, and couldn't help but let out a smug laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

He stepped forward Shi Shiran to the place where the cross sword landed.

I saw that half of the gray-haired boy's body was smashed into the ice. It was smashed abruptly into a carrot embedded in the ice, unable to move.

He was holding the huge sword stuck in his chest, the palms were bloody and bloody, he was exhaling a lot, but he was not breathing nearly, and he looked like he was on the verge of death.

Dominique said condescendingly: "Run, keep running. Is this the limit of a legend? Bach, knocked off my helmet!?

"Don't run away. Cough cough, will you let me go? Cough cough"

"That's not true, kid, your head will let me prove myself, and I will use it to hold wine and pass it to Grindelwald."

He straightened his hair that had become disheveled due to the battle, squatted down with disgust on his face, and grabbed the hilt of his sword: "I really don't know what the teacher is looking for in you? You fell down before I even tried hard."

Hoffa, who was half embedded in the ice, raised his eyelids and panted heavily: "You are so confused, why why. Why, why didn't you ask him yourself? Keke Speaking of it, I didn't do anything to you. You, you resent It shouldn't be me, but myself coughing."

He was spitting blood from his mouth as he spoke.

Dominique showed the winner a tolerant smile, "That's a good point, but it's meaningless."

He straightened up, red flame rising from the blade, "Salut."

However, just as he was using his arm to end the enemy, the blade seemed to be stuck in a stone, unable to move.

He tried twice, but couldn't pull it out.

This made him stunned for a second.

Then, Hoffa, who was half-embedded in the ground, suddenly let go of his palm, and bounced off the ground in a completely anti-gravity posture like a spring on his back.

The shock made Dominic's complexion change.

I saw that the blood-drenched wound of the young man who had just been knocked down turned out to be glowing with a silver-white metallic luster, and what supported him were two pairs of iron-colored bone wings that had not grown feathers on his back.

The bone hand was like a pterodactyl, propping him up high, facing Dominic's incredible face.

"As long as you have a weakness!" He grinned grinningly, not seeing the weakness just now.

Damn, human body deformation! ?

Dominic realized something, and in an instant of life and death, he turned his head and rushed towards the helmet a few meters away.

The ice deformed and squirmed, and the helmet sank.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Dominic raised his sword to block.

The hastily raised blade was bounced off, and the two were face to face, less than a few centimeters away.

Hoffa holds Dominique's head in his left hand.

The fingers of his right hand transformed into five extremely long metal sharp blades, inserted into Dominic's chin like lightning, and pierced out from his spirit cap again.

Bark!

Pull out the blade!

Blood shoots.

The supporting wings on the back disappeared, and Hoffa kicked Dominic in the chest, and he jumped back to distance himself from the man who was attacked.

Dominic touched his chin and Tianling Gai helplessly. His tongue was pierced and he couldn't speak a word. He could only cover the wound with his hands and shook his head.

His eyes were bloodshot rapidly, he stumbled forward and pulled out the giant sword he had stuck on the ice. Like a drunken lunatic, he waved indiscriminately.

The ice spikes protruding from the sea were smashed piece by piece by him, he tripped himself, got up again and swung wildly.

Hoffa just stepped back, clutching the wound on his lower abdomen, and looked at him indifferently.

The blood flowed more and more.

The sword swung slower and slower.

He pinpointed the flaw and rushed directly into the arc of the sword.

"Go. Die."

Dominic stared at Hoffa, and said in a bellows-like voice.

clang! !

The greatsword was grasped in the palm of a black metal glove.

He blocked Dominic's dying blow, "It seems that Grindelwald's vision is really not good!"

After finishing speaking, he snatched Dominique's burning giant sword, snatched it with his hands, swung it high, and then chopped it down without any muddle.

Click!

Blood spurted out.

The scorching smell permeated the air.

The headless man fell heavily to the ground.

The middle-aged man's head was like a ball, rolling away far away.

There was silence on the frozen sea.

Looking at the headless corpse, Hoffa was out of breath, exhaling puffs of white mist from his nose. In the black glove, the flaming sword gradually went out after losing its owner.

After gasping for breath.

He dropped the giant sword in his hand.

Touching the wound on his lower abdomen, the magic power scale on the black mechanical glove dropped rapidly. In the activated state, his wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just a short while ago, he was pierced through the heart by this guy. Fortunately, his brain was clear enough, and he clamped the blade with his arms, avoiding the vital parts.

After recovering a bit, he turned his head and returned.

On the way, he saw Chloe sitting slumped on the ice, looking at him with dull eyes.

"I..." She stared blankly at Hoffa, who was soaked in red all over, standing in front of her, clutching his stomach, his teeth chattering, unable to speak a word.

"If I just forgive him, I will die myself." Hoffa said lightly, "I'm sorry, my life is my life, let's forget it this time."

"I didn't come to you because of this"

Chloe pointed behind her, her body trembling constantly, her face was pale, and she said some unclear words.

Hoffa didn't know what she wanted to express, let alone understand, he took Chloe's arm: "Go back before the other wizards catch up."

Chloe's expression was about to cry, she pointed to the lifeboat in the distance, "She Mary"

Hoffa sensed something was wrong.

It was so quiet.

He held Chloe's arm and rushed back to the lifeboat. The scene in front of him let him know the reason for Chloe's trembling and panic.

The little widow, who had been with her for less than three days, fell on the deck of the lifeboat at this moment, holding the pistol I handed to her in her palm, with a dazed and helpless pale face, which was the same as her usual expression. Generally the same.

It's just that there was a red spot on her forehead, and blood slowly flowed from her forehead.