Chapter 68 Giant on the Mountain Top

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Dementors are tall, thin, human-like magical beings.

You can think of them as pure black scarecrows over three meters tall, wearing a hooded wizard's robe.

It stands to reason that this kind of creature is only common in Azkaban.

Note that Azkaban is a prison for wizards under the British Ministry of Magic.

Dementors in other places are rare and rare creatures.

At this time, a dementor-like creature quietly appeared on the top of the mountain.

Why do you say they are similar?

This is because in this place eroded by chaos, it is impossible for dementors to survive!

Not to mention that they feed on happy emotions and will starve to death here.

They themselves cannot resist the assimilation of external chaos.

They are powerful yet extremely fragile.

Wizards who are not firm in their hearts are lambs to be slaughtered in front of it.

But a wizard with firm faith, what about the Fire Curse, the Patronus Curse, Avada Kedavra...

There are various fancy ways to deal with dementors.

Therefore, it is impossible for this guy who can only create panic to appear here.

However, this guy can be said to be a Dementor on the side of Chaos.

Compared with the dementors, it also has a tall and thin humanoid body and wears a hooded cloak.

Without legs, it can fly freely in the air and drag out a black smoke wake.

But there is one thing that makes it completely different from a dementor.

"Owner..."

There is absolutely no way a dementor can speak human language!

But the creature in front of me spoke!

At more than three meters tall, even though he is skinny, he is still a giant.

And the master it talks about is sitting on a stone throne, which is higher than it is floating in the air.

I heard someone calling me.

The being on the stone chair slowly opened its scarlet dragon eyes.

"What's the matter?"

The voice is cold and devoid of any emotion.

"The guard below sent word that someone is breaking through."

The floater who was the first to speak and called out his master spoke respectfully.

"oh?"

The person on the throne seems to have made some moves, but in fact, there is only a slight change in his tone.

"Is it a guard?"

"Master, there is only one person!"

Whoosh——

After the words fell, a black pipe shot out from the throne.

"Rao——"

A clear expression of horror appeared on the servant's withered, skeleton-like face at this moment.

Before he could finish his plea for mercy.

The black pipe penetrated his chest like black lightning.

Gu——gu——

What appears to be a pipe runs through him.

But in fact, it is a snake body with meat bags.

It seems that the person on the throne is absorbing the energy of the servant through this.

Because, the bulges on the black snake were rushing from the servants to the person on the throne.

"You are here to work for me, not to cause trouble for me!"

As he spoke, the person on the throne stood up.

Kaka——

As the person on the throne stood up.

The snake body wrapped around the throne also started to stir.

It's just a matter of time to get up.

The throne collapsed as the snake's body was pulled away.

The snake's body was also flying around, as if it was stretching its stiff limbs.

One, two, three...nine.

There are nine snake bodies in total, spreading their fangs and claws behind this giant.

If you look carefully, you will see that there are already eight complete dragon heads on it.

The last bulge also had some movement after absorbing the servant's magic power.

But in the end, the foundation is not enough.

After shaking, there was still no change.

"Guys over there! Have you seen enough?"

The cold wind was biting, making a whining sound as it crossed the suspension bridge.

There was no human figure on the bridge, and the broken bridge was swaying.

The tall giant was not anxious at all. He patiently waited for the people on the bridge to respond.

After all, he is absorbing the magic power of chaos all the time.

It would be great if I could hold on like this for half a day.

Because at most half a day, the last head behind him will be successfully condensed.

At that time, my height will go from over eight meters to nine meters.

Don't underestimate this change.

In terms of area, there is a big gap between 8864 and 9981.

Not to mention the superposition of various combat power factors such as comprehensive physical fitness, total magic power, etc.

Just like that, there was a stalemate for a while.

The presence on the bridge finally broke the calm.

The light is distorted, and the transparent figures gradually become clearer.

It's Western France.

However, there is only Xifa himself.

On his neck, there is a fiery red card hanging from a silver chain!

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some time ago.

Xifa and Alice join forces.

very beginning.

The description of overcoming thorns and thorns is completely inappropriate, but chopping melons and vegetables is not an exaggeration at all.

What kind of sentry? They couldn't even send out an alarm when Xifa attacked instantly.

What kind of decryption mechanism, Alice went back in time to find the open state.

All obstacles are in vain.

until…

They encounter a monster that has the characteristics of a scarab and a praying mantis mixed together.

It has the exaggerated strength of the scarab and the sharp knife-shaped forelimbs of the mantis.

There is also a figure that is no less agile than Xifa and a defense that cannot be broken by Gryffindor's sword.

It is easy to go from being cheap to being extravagant, but it is difficult to go from being extravagant to being frugal.

He was striding forward and suddenly stopped here.

It's even a bit difficult to defend yourself.

Xifa gradually began to decline, and even faced several dangers, and there were many smooth cuts on his clothes.

"Xifa, here!"

Xifa, who was anxious, suddenly heard Alice calling him from the entrance of a cave in the distance.

No hesitation.

At the cost of another cut on his clothes, Xifa temporarily got rid of the monster.

He passed by Alice and rushed into the cave at high speed.

Seeing Xifa coming in, Alice immediately waved her arms to activate the mechanism.

With a bang, the door of the cave closed instantly.

Alice hasn't stopped yet.

Her hands were flying, forming seals continuously, and a mysterious and complex magic pattern formation appeared in front of her.

Just the blink of an eye.

Alice photographed the magic pattern array into the door in front of her.

Boom--boom--

Feeling the shaking of the ground will tell you how much force is required to produce such a strong impact.

But fortunately, after passing through the door blessed by Alice's magic, it still looks very strong.

"cough--"

Although Xifa had no skin injuries, every violent collision was uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Xifa only had unsteady breath and did not cough up blood.

"Xifa..."

Alice walked quickly towards Xifa.

"I'm fine, just let me take a breath..."

Xifa was very relieved that Alice was by his side. After he came in, he closed his eyes and started to regulate his breathing.

What he doesn't know is that there is every impact on the door.

Alice's brows furrowed slightly and her steps paused for a moment.

A few minutes later.

Xifa recovered slowly with his strong recovery power.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was Alice with a forced smile.

However, Xifa saw the door with numerous cracks at a second glance.

He was not in the mood to notice the strange look on Alice's face.

"Xifa, maybe I can only accompany you here..."

"If you want to defeat the monsters outside, I must cast time magic on your behalf!"



Xifa was silent for a long time, just when Alice couldn't help but force a smile to show her flaws.

Xifa spoke.

"Is this card your Horcrux?"

A Horcrux is like a Lich's phylactery.

As long as there is a Horcrux in the world, the person in the Horcrux will live forever.

Note, immortality rather than immortality!

It was as if Xifa had guessed what was on his mind.

Alice's face turned pale as she cooperated. She looked simply worried that Xifa would not be able to accept her casting this evil black magic.

All knowledgeable wizards in the magical world know this.

The creation of a Horcrux requires killing a person and splitting his or her soul.

The actual process is even more cruel.

However, Xifa's next words made her quietly sigh in relief.

Although, Xifa didn't guess her true situation correctly.

But at least he found an excuse for her.

"As for the Horcrux, don't use it again in the future."

"I will keep it well, and there is no way for a Horcrux to be reborn!"


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