300 Chapter 22, World Destroyer

The full moon shines in the sky.

On a high platform of hundreds of meters.

Something seething with emotion bursts through the surface like magma along narrow cracks. At the sight of him, Hoffa's heart boiled with hateful rage. He has almost forgotten what Grindelwald looked like in the past, his pale short hair, his cold and unfeeling eyes.

Just remember his madness when he tricked Fatier into killing his own daughter at the end.

"Gellert Grindelwald!!"

Furious, Hoffa called out the teacher's full name.

At this moment, crimson blood was shining in his eyes, his mouth was split directly to the base of his ears, the gorgeous blue robe on his body was instantly stretched by the swollen muscles, the three bright rings on his chest spread and grew all over his body, and his five fingers turned blood red The scimitar disappeared instantly, and appeared in front of the white-haired man in the blink of an eye dozens of meters away.

Swish! !

The long hair of the white-haired man was blown by the strong wind, forming a screen behind him.

The young man jumped up high, his body bowed under the moonlight, he twisted his waist, put his five fingers together, and swiped heavily.

Bark! !

Flames splashed.

Blade-like five fingers sliced ​​into the thick metal.

He bumped into a metal shield, and behind the metal shield were two full metal knights. Holding thick shields, they knelt in front of Grindelwald and blocked the furious blow.

Hoffa's eyes were bloodshot. Behind the five cut metal cracks, the man in the metal cage tilted his head. Behind the grille, the corners of his old and skinny mouth rose slightly.

"snort."

The huge and condensed mental force field rushed through the ceiling like a tsunami.

Click.

Click.

The broken rocks on the canopy smashed by Hoffa hung in the air one after another, twisted, expanded, and turned into metal knights. They slowly stood up from the ground, and their horses neighed. Afterwards, the metal knights raised their spiral steel guns and stabbed Hoffa chest.

On the empty canopy just now, dozens of knights flanked the two who rushed to the center of the canopy. At the same time, the knight whose shield was cut by Hoffa turned into a huge iron lock in the blink of an eye under the effect of transformation, and the silver metal flowed and wrapped around Hoffa's swollen arm.

"Grindelwald!!"

Hoffa raised his height again. In the night, a pair of huge blood wings pierced his back. His cheek was split into two pieces, and his mouth was full of sharp teeth.

boom! !

The iron chain that blocked him was torn into pieces by violence, and turned into stone again before it hit the ground.

He didn't dodge or dodge, the stabs that pierced his chest came out through his body, and dozens of cavalry pierced him into a sieve.

However, in the splash of blood, the three rings on Hoffa's chest also split open at the same time, turning into a huge mouth.

Click! !

Amid Hoffa's grinning grin at night, the spurs that pierced his chest were bitten to pieces by the huge jaws in his chest.

Mental shock!

All the cavalry turned into gravel again.

Behind the shield, Grindelwald's eyes were fixed.

The huge mental force field condensed into a single point, the crushed stone quickly reorganized and deformed, and a suspended silver shield appeared in front of him, as smooth as a drop of water.

"die!"

boom! !

Snapped! !

Two huge spiritual force fields collided.

The monster-like Hoffa punched the shield very quickly.

The clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed to both sides, the carnival crowd on the ground became dizzy, and some people had blood overflowing from their noses.

There is no one on the 100-meter high platform.

The round shield like a drop of water was shattered violently.

The metal fragments splashed and turned back into stone before they hit the ground.

All the bones in Hoffa's right arm were instantly shattered, and his arm was bent at ninety degrees by the reaction force of the accumulated anger.

The huge fist hit Grindelwald's calm face.

He was sent flying with a punch.

The metal cage on the head was broken directly, and pierced into the cheekbone.

It sank into the ground and flew upside down tens of meters.

Blood and brains splashed all over the mirror-smooth canopy, life and death unknown.

"ha!"

Under the moonlight, Hoffa with his head split open stretched out his long tongue to lick the blood on his fist, his face was full of ferocious pleasure.

The huge slit in his chest also stuck out his tongue at the same time, greedily licking the blood on his body.

The shattered right arm bone was repaired in the blink of an eye, and he took a step forward.

But it slammed into an invisible piece of glass with a thud.

He frowned, raised his hand and smashed the glass with a punch.

Pieces of space shattered.

Shattered all over the place.

The moon, blood, Grindelwald, the canopy, gravel, all shattered to the ground.

After the glass shattered, the moonlight in the sky was still bright, and the crowd on the ground was still reveling.

Grindelwald was still sitting ten meters in front.

Unscathed as it was a few minutes ago, as if what Hoffa had just shattered was nothing but an illusion.

Grindelwald held his legs and stood up.

Click.

Click.

At the same time, countless mirrors were erected around Hoffa, and in each mirror, there was a Grindelwald, false and real, and it was impossible to tell which one was real.

"How long have we not seen each other, Hoffa? Three years, fifty-three years, three months, or only three hours, or we have never really met."

The man in the mirror said slowly.

"Grindelwald."

Hoffa kept turning around in layers of mirrors, trying to find his real body, but there were more and more mirrors.

"Face me!"

He clasped his palms in a rage, and countless bloody spikes pierced out from the ground. At the same time, his arm transformed into a metal whip, swung it around, and all the lenses were cut in half on the spot.

But in the next second, the lens itself became a part of the mirror. After the pieces were shattered, Hoffa was still standing in front of a pile of mirrors, nothing changed.

Grindelwald in the mirror sighed softly, and said with some earnestness: "I saw your transfiguration before, you have grown a lot, and even learned to use false images to confuse the world, the power of the God of Night, It's better not to abuse it, after all, it doesn't belong to you."

"Grindelwald!!"

Hoffa arched his waist, hugged his head, pierced his head with his fingers, and let out an extremely suppressed roar. He closed his eyes, bit his lower lip, and blood flowed into his mouth.

Finally, the bursting magma-like emotions no longer boiled. He calmed down, the fiery three-ring scar on his chest gradually retracted, and the terrifying second mouth disappeared.

He pulled out his fingers, his body became shorter and thinner, and finally he turned back into a skinny bald boy.

He sat cross-legged back on the ground.

Close your eyes and meditate.

When he opened his eyes again, all the mirrors disappeared.

The only real Grindelwald stands on the edge of the 100-meter-high World Cup canopy. The night wind blew through his torn black robe and white hair, making him look a bit bleak.

"now it's right."

Grindelwald shook the metal cage on his head, stood on the edge of the canopy and looked at the carnival wizard below, and said with emotion:

"It's really peaceful and prosperous, Hoffa. In our era, when a hundred thousand wizards were together, they would just kill each other and bleed each other. How could there be such peace? It's too unreal."

Hoffa stared at him, saying nothing.

Grindelwald: "You are here today, it seems that I have to stop, but can you delay me once, and how many times can you delay me?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, and countless silver light spots flew up from the ground and surrounded him. Those were the souls that died in the explosion just now.

"What's your purpose this time?"

Hoffa suppressed the hatred in his heart and kept a certain distance from him.

"Kill everyone."

He spoke bluntly, tilted his head, and looked at Hoffa calmly with blue eyes under the cage: "Including you and me."

Hoffa opened his mouth, stunned for a second and then said angrily: "You are a complete psycho! Crazy!"

Grindelwald shook his head with a smile, "You don't understand, I don't blame you. However, I look forward to seeing you in the world after waking up, Hoffa. At that time, we will fight to the death again."

After speaking, he jumped down to the stadium.

Hoffa's eyes widened, he got up from the ground without hesitation, and rushed to the edge of the canopy.

I saw Grindelwald falling extremely fast, and in the air, a pair of huge red triangular eyes spun and opened behind him.

Behind the eyes, there is a bone-piercing cold wind.

Just like that, with thousands of silver light spots, he fell into the pupils of the triangular eyes.

Afterwards, the triangular eyes rotated again and disappeared without a trace, bringing the man along with them.

Hoffa sat down slowly on the edge of the stadium canopy, biting his lips as he watched Grindelwald disappear.

My teacher was as difficult as ever, even without the Elder Wand, he was as difficult as ever.

And he didn't understand what happened in the past fifty years that turned Grindelwald from a chaotic spokesperson to a complete destroyer of the world.

After Grindelwald disappeared, in the camp below the Quidditch Stadium. Coins, flowers and beauties turned to ashes, and thousands of carnival crowds disappeared like bubbles.

At this time, the rest of the people realized that there seemed to be many, many people around them who had somehow disappeared.

After less than a few seconds of silence, unknown and panic spread among the crowd. They called to each other, ran around, stomped, the brazier fell to the ground, and a raging fire was ignited among the continuous tents.

Chaos gradually took over order.

Children were crying, adults were arguing, and anxious shouts and voices echoed in the cold night air. In the woods, all kinds of weird explosions and rude curses were constantly heard. The crowd began to blame each other, attack, and the conflict continued to escalate.

Not long after, a green light rose from the ground, and it floated in front of Hoffa like a signal bomb, and then exploded in the air. It formed a huge green skull, which was composed of countless green star-like things, and a large python emerged from the skull's mouth like a tongue.

The skeleton rose higher and higher, shining brightly in a cloud of green smoke, like a new constellation against the dark night sky.

The Dark Mark flashed over Hoffa's head, interrupting his thoughts.

He looked up at the huge bright green skull under the night sky, that thing hung in the sky like a mocking face, seeming to laugh at all his efforts.

A breath of suffocation stagnated in Hoffa's chest.

"Oh shit."

He clenched his fists and closed his eyes. Suddenly, he slapped himself hard on the face, and then slapped himself several times.

"Fuck!!"

At this time, an old man crawled out of the hole in the roof of the Quidditch stadium when he saw the boy sitting on the edge of the roof frantically slapping himself. Him: "Hoffa, Hoffa! Come on, Hoffa."