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Chapter 205 The only one in the world?

Whoosh!

Fang Mu disappeared.

When the space crack was less than three centimeters away from him, he disappeared.

"Damn thief!"

Death is furious.

The black gas went berserk!

I saw it constantly expanding, and as it expanded to a certain point, a phantom gradually appeared.

grim Reaper!

Appeared!

But this God of Death is somewhat different from the one Fang Mu imagined.

Not wearing a cloak, not holding a scythe.

He is tall and has a pair of demonic bone wings on his back.

His face was covered by a layer of fog and could not be seen clearly, but his pair of dark eyes were extremely bright.

Very weird!

Its eyes are as dark as the abyss, but so bright that no one can ignore its existence!

"Damn thief! Do you think you can escape? Then pull out your soul! Roast it in the fire of hell for ten thousand years! A whole ten thousand years!"

An invisible wave erupted from the Death God.

Click!

The uninhabited island split apart.

Then in an instant, the entire uninhabited island was shattered into powder.

Immediately afterwards, large tracts of seawater disappeared.

The power of death is still spreading outward!

Sudden.

Space has stopped.

Time has stopped.

grim Reaper,

It also stopped.

An inexplicable fluctuation appeared.

Then, as if time went back, the seawater disappeared, the uninhabited island turned into powder, and even the God of Death returned to its original appearance.

On the uninhabited island, only two wooden boxes were left.

On the wooden box, there is a strong magic wave.

Everything is back to the beginning.

The only difference is.

No more square wood.

"Huh?"

A voice came from somewhere.

Time and space seemed to be silent for a while.

Later.

Time suddenly fast forwards.

The wooden box opened inexplicably.

"It's you again..."

The voice of death stopped suddenly.

Noticed something.

Then wisps of black gas emerged from the two Deathly Hallows, and the shadow of the God of Death began to appear.

But this time he didn't say anything, he just stayed there quietly.

The uninhabited island has not cracked, nor has it been shattered.

A wave of waves touched the god of death.

The God of Death quickly roared knowingly.

The uninhabited island cracked and shattered.

Time and space stopped again.

Then flow backwards.

Back to the beginning.

Time accelerates.

"It's you again..."

still.

Backflow.

accelerate.

"..."

Back and forth several times.

grim Reaper:……

After a few times, that being seemed to realize that this was not possible.

then.

The whole world stopped.

Then.

Backflow.

Backflow.



Back to a year ago.

Returned to the orphanage where Fang Mu first appeared.

Everything here is exactly the same as when Fang Mu first arrived.

Whether it's people or things.

The only thing missing.

It's just square wood.

"No past, no future, the only one in all worlds? That's interesting."

There was silence for a moment.

I don’t know what the purpose of that being was after that.

Time speeds up again.

Everything went back to one year later.

Back to that uninhabited island.

On the island, the God of Death stood quietly, motionless, just like a statue.

"I will whip out your soul and roast it in the fire of hell for ten thousand years. Do you have any objection?"

The god of death quickly shook his head.

Then.

disappeared.

Everything is back to normal.

People in the magic world are still discussing Fang Mu enthusiastically.



capital.

"Finally back!"

Fang Mu breathed a long sigh of relief with lingering fear.

"Death is so scary! No wonder the system reminds me not to bring it."

He originally wanted to bring back the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and even the Invisibility Cloak, but the system, which had been unable to hold back for ten thousand years, suddenly said something at this time.

"It is recommended not to."

I asked him why again, but he said nothing.

Fang Mu, who has always been very conscientious, saw the system saying this, so of course he chose not to take it!

"The power simply remaining in the sacred vessel is so terrifying. How terrifying should the true form of the God of Death be?"

Wisps of black gas can break the space. Isn't it possible that the complete God of Death can travel across the world directly?

Is this why the system reminded him?

"Very possible!"

Of course Fang Mu doesn't think that he is the only one who can travel through the world.

For those who are stronger at a higher level, traveling across the world just requires a location.

"The God of Death is definitely not an ordinary strong man, at worst he is a top legend, and he may even be a real god!"

Fang Mu had no idea what abilities such a terrifying and powerful man possessed.

But he felt that once he brought those three legendary sacred artifacts back to the main world, it would most likely attract the coming of evil!

"In a low-demon world, such a terrifying existence and system suddenly appeared. If you do this, I will be very happy!"

Fang Mu couldn't help but complain to the system.

Although the harvest is huge, it is really convenient!

twice!

Twice exactly!

He almost died!

Of course the system will not reply to him.

Fang Mu complained a few words, and after venting his negative emotions about almost dying, he suddenly felt much relieved.

He doesn't need a system reply either.

He just needs a channel to vent.

It is impossible for him to talk to anyone about the existence of the system, so he can only talk to the system about certain things.

Anyway, the system is so high-level (zhi) and cold (zhang), and I won’t listen to you if I say it, so just say it!

"Fortunately, I can bring other things back, otherwise this trip would be a huge loss!"

Fang Mu looked at the two small bags he brought back and smiled with satisfaction.

In layman’s terms, these two bags are both space bags!

Each bag has 500 square meters of space, which is a rare good thing in the world of Harry Potter!

In other words, only two of Hogwarts, a large organization with a history of thousands of years, can remain.

Although Hogwarts is poor, it still has a lot of good things!

Now, many of these good things are packed in Fang Mu's two small pockets.

"It's a pity that I couldn't pull out that sword!"

Fang Mu was very interested in the obviously extraordinary Gryffindor sword. In the original book, after it was contaminated with the venom of the basilisk, it not only did not suffer any corrosion, but also absorbed the properties of the venom, possessing the ability to destroy souls.

The properties of the device!

This is quite rare!

"Good stuff!"

Fang Mu's eyes shone.

He asked for the Elder Wand, but of course he didn't care about it and just spoke.

Dumbledore didn't say he wouldn't give it, but he posed a problem to him, saying that as long as he could pull the sword out of the Sorting Hat, he would give him the sword.

Then……

"It must be Dumbledore, the evil old man, who is behind this again! And you said I don't have the courage? Do you know who killed Voldemort in the end? It was me!"

Fang Mu was indignant about this.


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