Chapter 407 Chapter 61

Hoffa jumped over the gate and staggered toward Durmstrang. No one knew his heartache at the moment, no one knew the tear in his heart at the moment, the intense emotion and pain wrapped him up like a storm.

His pain was so intense that he didn't even know what he was doing. In order to enter this door, he did not hesitate to hurt the only remaining family member in this world, but if he did not enter this door, how could he stop Sylby?

Stopping Sylby has become the obsession that supports him to stand here as one, and has become the only motivation for him to move on.

But, is it all worth it?

Looking back, Miranda's figure had disappeared, Hoffa stumbled, and something tripped him. He threw himself on the ground, turned his head and saw that it was a corpse. A sorcerer wearing a thick cloak, something had a big hole in his chest!

There was no trace of blood around the big hole, only charred black wounds. Hoffa probed the man's cooling neck with his fingers, and his heart sank. He bit his lip, got up and quickened his pace.

In the air, an unknown storm began to condense.

A certain huge and incomparable mental force field appeared amidst the flashes of lightning.

Looking at the huge vortex in the sky, huge fear appeared in Hoffa's heart. That's not the fear of death, it's the fear of re-shifting the timeline. I've done so much, I've come here, but in the end, I can't escape the failure?

Could it be that he hurt Miranda, gave up everything, and couldn't see Aglaia in the end?

"no no."

Hoffa quickened his pace, and he ran forward with all his strength.

On the road, more and more corpses appeared.

Those were all Durmstrang's students and wizards. Some of them were lying on the snow, some were leaning on the statues, and they had different postures. The only thing they had in common was the big black hole in their chests.

The black thunderclouds began to spin crazily in the sky, as if there was an invisible arm churning crazily inside. The extremely huge energy almost surpassed all imaginations. In a daze, Hoffa saw the storm in the Pacific Ocean again, that incomparable power, that overwhelming power!

Approaching the center of the storm, he subconsciously slowed down.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, Hoffa saw a scene that made his hair stand on end.

At this moment, Durmstrang's finger castle has been hanging down. A tall gray-haired man sits on Durmstrang's huge finger-shaped castle, and the statue of Salazar Slytherin kneels at his feet , he no longer has a trace of fatigue or weakness, he is as perfect as a sculpture.

I saw him stepping on Salazar Slytherin's head. Gently stroking the green scepter with one hand. The other hand is pulling a woman's hair, holding her in mid-air. At this moment, the woman's face was covered with blood, and her body was motionless.

"Osilvia!!"

Hoffa let out a heart-piercing roar.

Osilvia remained motionless, just letting the man carry her.

This nightmarish scene made Hoffa clenched his fist tightly.

However, even if he bit his own bone, he couldn't wake up again. This is reality, a gut-wrenching reality.

Sylby slowly raised his eyelids, and violent magic instantly swept everything in Hoffa's sight. The magic power cut across the land like a blade, across the sky, and across Hoffa and Osivia.

Osivia's body was cut into countless gaps, Hoffa gritted his teeth tightly, and his body transformed into a golden bird man. He dragged his cross sword and rushed forward. The moment the ghost walk ended, he came to Sylby .

He saw a pair of extremely indifferent eyes, the owner of the eyes opened his mouth, and directly bit the cross sword that was cut in the air with his mouth.

boom! !

Gold and iron.

Hoffa's iron-sharpening cross sword was shattered by Sylby's bite!

While the cracked metal shards were flying around, Sylby slowly raised his hair, shaking it to gray hair, and then carelessly pressed the scepter against Hoffa's chest.

boom! !

Accompanied by almost unparalleled magic fluctuations.

Hoffa in the form of the golden phoenix was directly blasted out. His meteor blasted a huge pothole with a radius of 100 meters on the ground of Durmstrang.

In the cave, Hoffa was lying in the middle of the cracked hole, his almost pure gold chest was sunken, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a huge amount of blood.

In the sky, amidst the rolling dark clouds and lightning, a distorted figure was thrown high up, tumbling continuously in the air, and finally rolled down in front of Hoffa with a crackling sound.

Osilvia, who was still alive just now, has turned into a twisted corpse at this moment. Her bones are almost broken, her body is full of wounds, and her neck is completely twisted.

Hoffa looked at the corpse, his consciousness gradually filled with despair. The once boasted Haikou has become shattered and vulnerable in the face of reality. The presence of that corpse seemed to mock everything he had done.

center of the storm.

Standing on top of the statue of Salazar Slytherin, Sylby looked up and said calmly: "It seems that it's not as difficult as I imagined, it's just five years more, but who cares?"

While speaking, a set of extremely gorgeous wizard robes appeared on his body surface. When the robes were flying, he floated up and slowly drifted towards Hoffa.

Hoffa looked at the gorgeous wizard who fell from the sky, with nothing but despair in his eyes.

Silby floated one meter above Hoffa's head, looked at Hoffa's desperate eyes, and said lightly: "I'm so disappointed, I was expecting a hearty battle, but what came to me was a heartwarming battle." Broken man, what, did you come to seek comfort from me?"

Hoffa looked at Sylby's tall frame.

The monstrous and ferocious flames burned blazingly on his body surface without any concealment.

At this moment, nightmare and reality began to coincide.

In the nightmare, even in his state of complete victory with the power of time, he did not defeat him. At this moment, in this reality that is more terrifying than a nightmare, what should he do? What can be done?

Sylby looked at Hoffa's empty and hopeless eyes, and said disdainfully, "I'm eager to die, for the sake of playing with me, I will fulfill you."

He pressed his palms to Hoffa's head, as long as he exerted force.

Suddenly, there was a shout behind him.

"stop!"

Hoffa trembled all over, even if he didn't look back, he knew who was calling.

That was the last voice he wanted to hear at this moment, why did this guy meddle so much, why didn't this guy leave?

Miranda said to Silby outside the pit: "You promised me! To let him go back to the dream world, to the place where I used to live together, but you never said that you would kill him!"

"Aha." Silby lowered his head and looked into Hoffa's empty eyes: "Hoffabach, is this the wife you married in your dream? She is really stupid and naive."

He sighed: "But there is no way. Women are creatures, and sometimes they will be desperate for men. It's just that women can do this, but men can't."

"Miranda, let's go."

Hoffa turned his head slowly, looked at Miranda and said, "It has failed."

"You promised me." Miranda looked at Sylby stubbornly.

Sylby shrugged, stretched, and said:

"So what, didn't you experience when you were a child that your father promised to buy you toys but didn't buy them for you in the end? What are you going to do? Crying and condemning your father. Don't be funny, the reason why your father is your father is because of your father." has the power to lie. And that right is"

Sylby grinned, he lifted Hoffa's body and smashed it heavily to the ground, shouting with extreme joy: "POWER!!"

boom! !

Hoffa hit a soft barrier.

The barrier was sunken infinitely downwards, and it was sunk more than ten meters down, before the terrifying force of the smashing was removed.

However, with the sag of the barrier, Miranda's mouth and nose in the distance sprayed red on the spot. Even so, she still clenched her fists and dragged and pulled. Hoffa was immediately wrapped in the soft barrier and flew back quickly. go.

Seeing Hoffa being dragged back by the barrier, Sylby rubbed his fingers and sniffed at the tip of his nose, "It's the breath of life, ah, it's really interesting magic, did you develop it yourself? It's really spiritual guy."

Hoffa was wrapped by the barrier and landed at Miranda's feet. Miranda's mouth was bleeding and she tremblingly said: "You have lifted the curse, now you can go wherever you want, why are you obsessed with a wizard who is powerless to resist. "

Sylby floated in the air and spread his hands, "Speaking of which, even after I was cursed, the Ministry of Magic did not give up on encircling and suppressing me. You have been following me for a while, don't you understand? This great Power, except for me, I do not allow anyone to have it. Of course, including you.

But you are different from him, you can strip the magic power out of your body and replace it with another personality. As long as you kill that personality, or let me kill that personality for you, you can leave without incident. "

"Well, it turns out that men are liars. However, I don't think it's surprising."

Miranda took off her glasses, tied her hair up, and said: "For a moment, I was willing to be lied to.

Sorry, Hoffa. "

Miranda turned her head to look at Hoffa's face and said calmly, "I won't watch you die."

Hoffa looked into Miranda's eyes and said in pain, "Please, don't."

He knew that Miranda was definitely not Sylby's opponent, and it was meaningless to do so.

"It's late, isn't it?" said Miranda.

Sylby didn't make a move either, but just floated in the air with her arms folded and watched, not in a hurry.

Miranda took the lead. She opened her palms, turned slightly, and two magic circles appeared on Sylby's wrist. As the magic circle rotated, Silby in the sky fell to the ground.

Miranda's face was pale, and the veins on the back of her hands were exposed. Apparently her spells were extremely difficult for a wizard like Sylby. On the other hand, Silby looked very calm. He carefully looked at the magic circle on his palm, as if he was admiring some artwork.

"Forbidden magic. Is it true? I think too much."

he muttered. Slowly loosened his arms and walked towards the two of them.

Miranda watched Sylby walking slowly, turned her back to Hoffa and said, "Go and use that magical disillusionment spell to find Aya and tell her that I'm sorry."

Hoffa stood up staggeringly. He wanted to walk, or to resist, or to do something, but he had no strength at all. There was a severe pain in his brain, and the pain became more and more painful.

If there is no loop, if there is only one chance, what should he do, and what can he do! What the hell is stopping him. Wasn't his desire strong enough? Wasn't his effort enough?

Why? Why is he such a piece of shit.

Why hasn't he been able to return to his full state until now.

What is missing? What is missing? Why did he once defeat Grindelwald and the Grim Reaper and become so vulnerable now.

Why is the horror and anger that I witnessed once being staged again now?

And again and again and again and again.

"Let's go."

Miranda leaned against the barrier and said, "If you don't leave, you will regret it again."

Walk.?

where to?

Could it be that he, Hofferbach, has been reduced to the point of surviving under the protection of a woman? Has he degenerated to this point with the passage of time? Is his mind only at this level after six thousand cycles?

As if as his answer, there was a crisp sound of ding.

Sylby admired enough, he easily broke free from the forbidden magic circle. He rubbed his arm, raised his arm coldly and ruthlessly, and a huge thunder gun appeared in his hand.

Thinking of those dead Durmstrang wizards, Hoffa knelt down in despair and covered his eyes. At this moment, his heart has been completely broken, his will has completely collapsed, his strength has been completely lost, he is so powerless. So much so that he couldn't bear to look at the scene behind.

Seeing that Hoffa was still not moving, Miranda stretched out her palm and pushed him hard. The barrier pushed him far away, and he kept retreating. Struggling and twisting frantically.

Sylby pouted, looked at the writhing Hoffa, and laughed.

He suddenly put away the thunder gun in his hand again, and rubbed his hands like rubbing plasticine. The huge thunder gun suddenly changed shape in his hand, turning into a thunder ball. Then he slapped the Thunderball on the ground as if it were a basketball.

Seeing that Sylby didn't seem to have any intention of attacking them, Miranda pushed Hoffa all the way to the outside of Durmstrang's campus. The barrier stopped, and she disappeared in place with an apparition. Then he appeared beside Hoffa, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Hoffa's wrist, trying to apparate Hoffa away from this terrible place.

Hoffa let go of his hand, looked at Miranda who was flying towards him, and a little fantasy arose in his heart. Could it be that Sylby would let him leave this place?

But at this moment.

boom! ! ! !

Accompanied by an unparalleled electric light.

The thunder ball crashed into Miranda's body.

Sylby in the distance whistled and clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

"Three-pointer, liquid~!"

The Hoffa on the other side has completely collapsed.

He lay on the barrier, his eyes widened and his pupils shrunk to the limit. At this moment, his brain completely lost consciousness, and only the pale face of the girl outside the melting barrier was left, vomiting blood.

Miranda looked at the huge hole in her chest. After looking at it for a while, she raised her head and muttered, "It's not bad, at least it's not the one I saw."

She fell slowly from the sky.

"Miranda."

Hoffa stretched out his hand and caught Miranda's fluttering body

"Let's go."

Miranda finally spoke to Hoffa.