380 Chapter 34, Acceleration

At such an embarrassing moment, someone took the initiative to make a rescue. For Pierre, it was no less than sleepiness and being offered a pillow. He immediately showed a satisfied smile, bowed slightly, and said, "Of course, Miss Spencer, the main thing is that you are willing to talk about it. We are welcome to talk about it for a day."

Out of joy, he even came down below, pushed Shelby's wheelchair onto the high platform himself, and put the microphone near her mouth.

But Sylby shook his head and said, "In Beauxbaton's centennial celebration, even the headmaster had to stand up to speak, but I sat in a wheelchair. It's really outrageous. Fortunately, I have sponsored countless schools and people in Europe. At this moment, a certain wizard present here once accepted my sponsorship when he entered school. That wizard is now well-known in the wizarding world. I hope that young wizard can consciously stand up and help his former sponsor with dignity. stand in front of the microphone and finish the speech."

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who he was talking about.

But Hoffa knew exactly who the old monster was talking about, and when he saw Sylby's malicious smile, his teeth itch with hatred. The guy didn't know what he was figuring out again, but whatever he was figuring out, Hoffa wouldn't believe a word he said.

Moreover, he was worrying about how to get close to this guy and give him a fatal blow, but this guy actually let him take the initiative to step forward. Although Hoffa knew that Sylby might have someone behind him, he would not let this opportunity come to him.

So he stood up and walked slowly along the hall.

Pierre said in surprise: "It turns out that the wizard you sponsored is Hoffabach, I said, that's great. Hoffa, please help Miss Spencer up, this is one of Beauxbaton's most honored guests." .”

He spoke to Hoffa in a tone of calling out to his juniors, but Hoffa no longer saw him, and when he passed by him, he subconsciously pushed Pierre away. Pierre was stunned by the movement.

Sylby sat slumped in the wheelchair, Jiao Didi said: "You have to be gentle, people are very fragile."

Hoffa was nervous at first, but when he really stood in front of Sylby, the nervousness disappeared. He sarcastically said, "I'm afraid you'll leak urine again when you hug her."

"Cluck cluck."

Sylby trembled with a smile, and he said, "It won't happen this time, the line was cleaned up before they came."

The well-known alumni of Beauxbatons in the venue were stunned by the inexplicable conversation between the two, and Pierre felt a great humiliation. This humiliation was not only aimed at him, but also at the entire Beauxbatons. No one Such an unbearable conversation can take place on such a solemn occasion.

"Hey! What are you talking about?" He reminded loudly.

Hoffa's smile disappeared, and he asked gloomily, "Where is Miranda, why didn't she come with you?"

"Why, miss your dream wife?"

Sylby smiled and said: "It's a pity, I'm a disabled woman now, and I can't do anything to your lovely wife, otherwise, I really want to test the depth of your love."

"Hey!" Pierre couldn't take it anymore, he shouted loudly: "You are here"

Swish! ! !

Hoffa swung his arms without warning.

A dazzling cold light appeared.

A sharp feather knife without a handle appeared above Silby's neck and slashed heavily.

"snort."

Sylby rolled his eyes, and he tapped the crystal ball lightly.

Invisible ripples spread.

Everything came to an abrupt end. Hoffa brandishing a knife, alumni Beauxbatons in astonishment, Pierre in anger, petals falling from the sky, and ribbons swaying in the breeze all froze on the spot.

Only Sylby shook his body slightly, and the crystal ball jingled and fell to the ground. As it rolled, it turned into a cloud of black smoke and slowly spread in the hall.

Silby said disgustedly: "It's disgusting, Beauxbaton. You are always so gorgeous, and it makes me sick to my stomach. Pierre, you little moth, tell me that you spend every year on decoration and food. How much?

Still, it's your hobby, and I love these pretty things too. Those shiny and luxurious objects, but liking them continuously for a lifetime is too boring, too boring. "

As he spoke, he staggered and stood up from the chair.

Sure enough, from the bottom of his neck was a structural body made of steel and machinery. He glanced sideways at Hoffa, who saw him too. But can't move.

Perhaps to mock him, Sylby also tapped on his heart, where there was a transparent crystal filled with a tube of bright red blood, which was constantly rotating in the structure. It was his blood, Chloe's blood.

"Do you think I'm a fool, Hoffa, I will come to this place without any preparation," he said.

Black smoke kept gathering in the hall, getting bigger and thicker.

And Hoffa was still unable to move.

He couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

Damn, the power was supposed to belong to him, and it felt so bad.

So far, he has a better understanding of Sylby's insidiousness than before. In the nightmare, he lured him to communicate with him with the highest ideal, so that he finally fell into the daily life in the nightmare, and finally had to use the Forgetting Curse to wake up, and all this happened again. It made his magic power dwindle day by day, even if he woke up, it would not help.

"Oh? What kind of eyes do you have?" Sylby sneered, "Are you asking me what I want to do?"

As he spoke, he stuck to Hoffa's ear and asked, "Guess what, Hoffabach, do you still want to pursue equality?"

Hoffa only felt a huge shame rushing straight to the top of the sky, unable to move.

To kill is to punish the heart! !

His anger at the moment has reached a certain extreme.

Even when facing Grindelwald, he has never been so angry!

He wished so badly that he could move.

But he couldn't move.

"Hahaha, when you are young, you always take a detour."

Silby backed away slowly and opened his arms: "However, I really didn't expect you to be able to leave the cage of time, Hofbach. There is something about your will, but not too much.

Since you can come back, as a reward, I don't mind performing in front of you. Let you take a look at how these flamboyant people, these guys in exquisite robes, these nobles living in the sky city, these guys who are so different and full of personality have stood the test of time. "

The black smoke gradually condensed, and behind Silby, a huge transparent figure floated in the air. It was a huge flying humanoid creature with its arms outstretched in the shape of a cross. The joints of the body are dotted with dots, and the wildly dancing black hair brushes across every face present. With an excited smile on its face, it looks at the exquisite and gorgeous Beauxbaton Castle, with different heads on its neck The illusion is broken, and the loop is infinite.

The students and teachers at the venue had never seen such a terrifying and oppressive creature beyond imagination. They just felt like they were dreaming, an extremely terrifying nightmare, but in this nightmare, they couldn't move or even wake up.

The God of Nightmare Rumble said: "So delicate, so flashy, so shallow, the world doesn't like such delicate and flashy things. Let's take a last look at this gorgeous castle! Let's take a last look at this towering sky gate!! Soon, They will fall apart in the river of time!!!"

"Come on, speed up."

commanded Sylby, grabbing his wand.

The Nightmare God opened his huge mouth.

The figure curled up inside was revealed, and it looked more like Chloe.

The girl slowly opened her eyes.

An invisible still river flows, slowly at first, then faster and faster. In the roaring flow of the river, the garlands in the hall quickly withered, the apples quickly withered, the feathers quickly faded, and the wool fibers on the carpet quickly lost their luster and fell to pieces.

Crazy power of time surged out from the body of the Nightmare God, roaring and rushing through every corner of the hall.

Everything around is rapidly withering and decaying, the delicate sculptures on the walls are cracked and peeled, and the cups filled with wine are quickly evaporating, rusting, and twisting. The wooden tables and chairs quickly cracked and disintegrated into moldy sawdust with burrs. The leather products on the wood cracked quickly, like dry and cracked land.

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling collapsed and drooped in the rushing river of time. The oil painting on the wall screamed in horror, faded and wrinkled, and finally turned from fresh to pale until it couldn't move.

And these are not the most frightening, the most frightening thing is the people of Beauxbaton deep in this river, these well-known alumni and teachers. They couldn't even scream, and quickly disintegrated and evaporated in the river.

The old woman who had been the Minister of Magic for three terms shriveled into a skeleton almost as soon as she touched the river.

Other middle-aged people are not much better than her. They grow old quickly, and then turn from old to skeleton, just a few seconds longer. Together with the cloth on them, they were turned into ashes, and there was no residue left after being washed away.

And Pierre, who was in the core of such a storm, couldn't even yell out, he screamed silently, his body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, his skin cracked crazily, and his hair fell off quickly. The shriveled skin on his body fell off quickly, revealing the bright red bones.

But flowers only last for a moment. After a few seconds, the red bones turn into white bones. After a few seconds, the white bones turn into yellow bones. After a few seconds, the yellow bones turn into black bones. It became a carbon bone, and finally turned into a powder with no scum left, spinning on the ground with the power of time flowing crazily.

It was just a face-to-face meeting, and Beauxbaton's top management was wiped out.

In less than half a minute, only Hoffa and Silby were left in the dilapidated and desolate hall.

Only then did Hoffa realize that the power of time hadn't left him.

His mind didn't stand still because of the stillness of time, it was still flowing crazily, and his blood still made him passively immune to the power of time.

It's just that his mind can only flow in invisible places, but he can't control this body.

After destroying the hall, the power of time did not stop eroding, it continued to spread infinitely to the periphery. The vegetation outside the hall quickly withered and died, the pool water in the fountain evaporated at the speed of light, and even the thick statue on the pool water broke and disintegrated under the influence of time, and the fragments broke into several pieces before they could fall to the ground.

The torrent of time rushed through the fountain and hit the huge towering sky gate, and the blue magic light glowed on the sky gate, trying to resist this invisible force. However, after resisting for less than a moment, the magic power disappeared under the effect of time, and the sky gate behind the magic power shield made a tooth-piercing cracking sound, ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years. The speed is so fast unimaginable. The huge sky gate finally cracked and began to shake continuously.

This is true for the Sky Gate, not to mention the students near the Sky Gate. Although the square has been evacuated in advance, there are still students who have not had time to be evacuated. They are contaminated by the invisible power of time, and their young faces disappear without a trace in a blink of an eye. They mature at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then age , and finally withered and died in a miserable wail.

The desolate voice came to Hoffa's ears, making him almost desperate.

Hurry up! ! Hofbach! !

He cursed himself inwardly.

move! !

Still immobile.

There seemed to be something heavy on his back, making him unable to move.

Could it be that he didn't want to save these people?

no.

But what is missing?

What exactly is missing.

Hoffa's mind was spinning wildly.

In reality, the roaring power of time has no intention of stopping at all. More and more students were infected by the power of time.

After sending a group of students away from Beauxbaton and returning, Olim and Don Quixote saw such a terrifying scene in the square and saw the giant monster flying in the hall, she screamed.

The river of time roared silently, rushing towards the screaming Olim. Don Quixote on the side seemed to have noticed something, and he pushed Olim away.

Looking at Don Quixote who pushed Olim away, Hoffa's eyes suddenly enlarged, and he thought of the second in front of the resurrection pool, the moment he was closest to the gods in his life. That unparalleled desire, that unspeakable longing, that purpose that is willing to give everything to achieve.

And what is the source of that desire?

Is it to lead these Beauxbaton students out of the predicament?

yes.

Is it to beat Sylby?

yes.

really?

Hoffa immediately denied himself with a voice in his heart.

no.

Then, there was another faint sound of mosquitoes and flies.

It was just a quick Q&A.

"Are you coming back?"

"meeting."

The simple question made his heart feel like a knife was slashing, and then he trembled.

Fingers bent a little bit, eyelids twitched a little bit.

Of course, yes.

He Hofferbach is not so noble.

Only by going back can this wish be real.

Everything else is a stumbling block.

"die!!!"

Hoffa growled.

Sylby turned his head in shock, and then saw a pair of golden eyes that were almost burning.

Accompanied by a cracking sound, the fist pierced through the steel body, the blood in the heart was smashed by this sudden critical blow, and bits and pieces of red liquid danced in the air.

Without the protection of blood, Delfina's body instantly turned into a woman in her forties after only being exposed to the river of time for a second.

"God of nightmares!!"

In desperation, Silby shouted: "Do you still want to play!?"

The huge monster floating in the air let out an exclamation of surprise, it looked at the woman whose chest was pierced and the crazy boy. Closing his mouth, the rushing river of time stopped abruptly.

Hoffa pulled out his arm suddenly, and in the flash of lightning, he grinned grinningly and stabbed Sylby's head with his five fingers at an unimaginably fast speed. It is conceivable that in less than one tenth of a second, the woman in front of her will be headshot to death.

However, at this fleeting moment.

Hoffa's hand stopped in mid-air. This time, it wasn't the power of time that stopped his movement, but several giant snakes wrapped around his arm, making him unable to move.

Silby looked at the bird's claw that was only a few centimeters away from his forehead, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he actually laughed out amidst the intense stimulation.

"Ha ha ha. Oh my god. You bastard you scare me."

Hoffa looked at the giant snake wrapped around his body, and a bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart. He slowly raised his head, and on the high skylight of Beauxbaton Castle, sitting a man covered in a forest green robe.