414 Chapter 68, Killing the Gods

Outside Hogwarts, the flames of war continued to expand.

On the plain outside the Black Lake, in the middle of the battlefield, Aberforth led a group of traditional wizards gathered back to back. Some of them held long swords with curling blades in their hands, and some held empty arrows in their hands. Some people were holding wands that kept dripping blood, and their bodies were covered in wet blood.

They stood above piles of dead Squib soldiers, and kept shooting spells at the incoming Squib soldiers with spells. Although so many people had been killed, the soldiers continued to pour in, as if there was no end.

Gradually, some of the wizards led by Aberforth couldn't hold on any longer. They either fell to the ground and were stabbed into meat paste by the Squib soldiers with bayonets. Or be sieved by bullets.

Soldiers like a colony of ants came to Aberforth. Having exhausted his mana, he threw away his wand, held the big sword in both hands, and rushed towards the Squib soldiers desperately.

Suddenly, a green curse fell from the sky like raindrops, instantly killing all the soldiers surrounding Aberforth.

Looking up, it turned out to be a large group of wizards wearing cloaks riding on broomsticks. They were led by a tall and indifferent woman, quickly passing through the sky, and continuously shooting spells downward.

Seeing this scene, Aberforth couldn't help but wiped the blood off his face, and burst out laughing.

Osivia and Durmstrang's wizards rode on broomsticks and formed a phalanx. They moved in unison and orderly. Everyone held a shield spell and formed a triangular shield phalanx together. From the squib army Shuttle back and forth over the top of his head, the wand in his hand fired the green killing spell, and cleaned the phalanx of the Squib army again and again.

On the other side of the battlefield, closer to Hogwarts Castle, Olim rode on Beauxbaton's huge flying white horse, leading a dozen wizards flying over the huge shield spell protecting Hogwarts Castle Pass. Constantly shooting spells with the wand, bombarding the Muggle planes that kept shuttling and attacking the shield spell.

But on the periphery of the battlefield, the flames of war have not spread to any place for the time being. Dumbledore held out his wand and pointed to the sky. A cloud of dark clouds is rapidly gathering in the sky, covering the originally clear night sky.

And Slughorn, the potion professor at Hogwarts, was instructing one wizard after another to move the vats to Dumbledore. They opened the vats, and the vats were full of forgetting potions. .

Dumbledore looked at the dark clouds gathered in the sky and the stalemate battlefield. With the addition of the Durmstrang wizard, the Squib soldiers' offensive seemed to be temporarily stopped. This state made Dumbledore heave a sigh of relief. The forgetting potion turned into a rain cloud, letting the forgetting potion fall on the heads of those squib soldiers, and this terrible battle might be able to come to an end for a short time.

If nothing happens.

However, a huge figure slowly emerged from the dark cloudy sky, and the appearance of that figure made Dumbledore tremble slightly. His heart sank quickly, no matter how much he didn't want the variables to appear, they still appeared.

There were two small figures beside the huge figure, and the figure held in someone's hand was so familiar. Seeing his appearance, Dumbledore's wand hand trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes in pain.

"Principal Romanova, what is that!?"

A Durmstrang wizard suddenly pointed to the sky.

Osilvia raised her head, her complexion quickly turned pale, she pursed her lips tightly, and did not speak.

On the other side, Olim, who was riding on a pegasus to prevent Muggle planes from invading Hogwarts school, also noticed the transparent monster inexplicably appearing in the clouds, and also saw the two small figures next to the huge figure, and suddenly exclaimed , Shouted: "Senior Bach!"

In the trench, Aberforth, who was washing the blood from his eyes with water, suddenly stopped what he was doing, and the water bag in his hand fell silently to the ground. Holding the big sword, he stared blankly at the sky, the moment when the miracle appeared.

In the middle of the battlefield, the artillery fire suddenly stopped. The wizard and the squib raised their heads together, with inexplicable fear and anxiety, seeing the embodiment of the rules of this world for the first time.

There is a transparent and huge creature floating in the sky. It appeared from the clouds, its body is shining with stars, and its face is full of stars. It is different from its previous appearances. This time it is better than any previous appearances. It was more elegant every time, like a woman dressed up for a ball, its face was not as hideous as it used to be, and there were not so many tentacles and spikes, and there was even a sense of indifference in the eyes. The dreamy beauty of the name.

It stretched out its slender fingers, and its long hair swept across everyone's faces. With a psychedelic expression and gesture, it held Sylby and Hoffa in its palm.

Silby, who was floating in the air, raised his head slightly, looking at the huge god holding himself behind him. Different from other people's awe, Sylby's eyes at this moment only have contempt and indifference.

"God of nightmares? What are you doing here?"

He asked lightly, as if asking a servant.

"What did you just say? Are you chasing the apex?"

There was strange curiosity in the eyes of the God of Nightmare. It tilted its head 180 degrees, and the face on its head was constantly changing.

"Yes, you have been watching the show for so long, keep watching."

Sylby said indifferently.

"No, no, no." The God of Nightmares waved his fingers continuously, and said with a smile, "I won't watch a game that loses its suspense. Hofbach has already been defeated, and this game has lost its uncertainty for me. You know, I don't like this kind of stuff."

A mocking smile flickered on the corner of Sylby's mouth, who had recovered his peak strength. He slowly floated in the air with Hoffa in his arms, facing the huge and transparent creature face to face at high altitude.

"I'm busy destroying the world, I'll talk about something later." He said a few words calmly.

"Didn't you hear what I said? That's something you can do for sure. I'm not interested in this kind of thing." The Nightmare God said.

"so what?"

Sylby tilted her head and asked with great interest, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Silby, you know, as a god, what I'm best at is treating people equally. It's just like when Hofbach can kill you without any suspense, I show up to help you. Since you have such a clear goal , then it’s a pity. I think I have to arrange a trial for you.” The Nightmare God said regretfully and happily.

"Trial? Heh heh heh." Sylby suppressed a laugh as if he had heard some great joke, and kept shrugging his shoulders.

"That's right, just like the trial I once arranged for this Hofferbach, you can only move forward if you pass this trial. Otherwise."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Sylby couldn't help laughing wildly anymore. Interrupted the God of Nightmare's chattering words.

The wild laughter stopped suddenly, and Sylby lowered her head grimly: "Have you finished?"

The God of Nightmare was taken aback.

Then it found itself unable to move.

In the air, two huge arms protruded from Sylby's back. They were completely transparent arms just like its body. That was an arm completely transformed from a mental force field.

Hoffa stared wide-eyed, looking at the two huge transparent arms that appeared in the air. Such a huge spiritual force field was almost unheard of. This spiritual force appeared in reality out of thin air without material support or even magic power as a material. . He had never seen a wizard who could condense his spirit to such an extent.

The God of Nightmare was restrained by those two transparent arms, unable to move. It realized what the little man in front of him wanted to do, and couldn't help but twist and struggle crazily, making a rumbling sound—"Sylby Spencer! What are you going to do!?"

"Give me a trial? Are you kidding me, are you worthy!"

Sylby said coldly: "Now, it seems that someone is not clear about their position!"

Then, there was a huge roar!

Two transparent arms twisted the huge body of the God of Nightmare, and frantically tore away to both sides, under the action of surging will.

The transparent body of the god was torn apart! The huge, transparent, beautiful and dreamy body turned into a chaotic mental storm under the huge mental force field, sweeping the entire battlefield.

The painful wailing of the God of Nightmare was distorted, and the even more distorted mental force field caused countless Squib soldiers present to bleed from their noses, their eyes turned white, their livers and gallbladders were torn apart by the living shock, and their seven orifices bled to death.

Those wizards with insufficient mental strength covered their heads and let out screams one after another, only feeling that there were countless knives cutting and spinning in their brains.

Even spiritually powerful wizards couldn't bear this crazy force. Their faces were pale and numb as they watched the unimaginable scene in the sky, unable to breathe or move.

"You hurt the gods!"

The God of Nightmares roared and looked at his body, "How dare you hurt the gods!?"

"It's not the first time you've been hurt."

Sylby waved one hand, and the crazy force completely dispersed the spirit body of the Nightmare God. Then, he pulled one hand again, and unparalleled suction came from his palm.

After the spirit body collapsed, the Nightmare God's body fell from the sky, and the little octopus in the glass ball appeared in Silby's hands. He looked at the little octopus in the glass ball and said coldly, "From the beginning to the end. In the end, you are just a tool of mine, and a tool must have the consciousness of a tool, and even brazenly say that you will be tested by me, are you worthy?"

After all, Sylby stretched out two magic hands again behind him, and those arms composed entirely of magic power held the entity of the God of Nightmare. Crazy squeeze hard. The glass ball shattered, and Silby squeezed wildly with one hand.

"ah!!!!!"

Accompanied by invisible sharp wailing.

It was the scream of the gods.

The collapsed spiritual force field made the whole world fall into dead silence, and the uncertainty even completely dissipated at this moment. There was no more war, no disturbance, no conflict, no trading, no art, no magic, no witchcraft, not even the stock market. It fluctuated again and became a horizontal line.

Sylby actually squeezed out the nightmare god's eyeballs, thick black and purple blood rolled down.

In the whole world, only Silby's voice was left.

"What do you think you are, and you deserve to be tested by me!! Die!!"

Accompanied by his roar. The devil's hand behind it tore the Nightmare God in half and smashed it to the ground.

After doing this, he was still not satisfied. He descended from the sky with Hoffa, stood next to the remnant body of the Nightmare God, put his hand into his waist, and kept digging.

"Gods can bleed, it's nothing." The remains of the God of Nightmare fell to the ground, and he murmured weakly, "But your test is doomed."

The Nightmare God couldn't speak any more.

bark.

with a graceful arc

Because a jet of golden warm water fell on the remnant body of the Nightmare God.

bark.

The current is so majestic.

"Don't you like uncertainty? Now, do you like it?"

Sylby asked coldly, shaking.

Accompanied by the continuous sound of splashing water.

The scattered eyeballs of the God of Nightmares gradually lost their luster in the shock.

This is him from the gods billions of years

never endured

【strange! 】

【shame! 】

【big! 】

【disgrace! 】

Look at the man who unscrupulously pissed on the body of the gods in the holy place of wizards, the man who carried the legendary wizard Hofferbach. All the artillery fire stopped, and the whole world was left with only the continuous clattering sound.

When Sylby finished peeing, he stepped over the octopus' remains, stomping it relentlessly into the filth.

He was carrying Hofbach, his trousers were untied, and his head was covered with stone hands, and he walked step by step towards the mounds of wizards standing blankly outside Hogwarts, and the monstrous magic flames were burning on his body.

Facing tens of thousands of wizards alone, he raised the boy in his hand and said coldly: "This is the legendary wizard you have given high hopes for. Looking at his weak expression at the moment, looking at his bruises all over his body, looking at your last the fortress."

He threw Hoffa with all his might.

A high cross wall appeared in the air. During the flight, Hoffa was nailed to the high cross wall by a black thorn.

"Come on, take a good look!"

Sylby said to Hoffa, "Enjoy yourself."