Chapter 247
Under the huge bloody moon, in the gathering place like the ancient Colosseum, the crowd fell one after another, like a collapsed Doromi Bone Token.
Hong Ke Lestrange's face changed again and again. He looked at the bright red goblet in front of him, extremely unknown but had a premonition of rise in the mind. He pulled out wand without the slightest hesitation and pointed directly at Muller Mans, who was sitting opposite.
"You!!"
Mans looked at him calmly, and said slowly with a smile: "The reaction is very fast."
"You ..... You..."
The dizziness is like a tsunami, and waves of red robe and Lestrange’s reason are washed away. He wants to curse the smiling man to death, but He didn't say a word of spells, blood gushing from his facial features and seven orifices, he stared at Mans firmly, hoarsely roaring: "You...what did you do...?"
"hmph."
Mans was sneered and slightly smiled. I discarded the cup in my hand. "Actually, I have always been curious, after the wizard has magic power, whether it is a physical body and mortal flesh, but now it seems that although you are powerful, you still have not exceeded the category of creatures."
With his voice, the people present no longer stood up. They thumped and fell to the ground. Some people rolled, some people vomited, some people trembled, etc. The skin of the whole body showed a strange appearance. bright red.
The wailing and screams are endless.
Hoffa, who was peeking in the distance, was baffled by this sudden change. He had no idea what happened. These people just raised their glasses to celebrate with grandeur, how come they all rolled up on the ground in a blink of an eye, what is this? Some kind of weird ceremony?
Ke Lestrange swept away all the cutlery on the dinning table, carried the wand, and stumbled to Mans.
"Avada...Avada..."
He snarled hard, but Mans picked up the bottle and smashed it down. The spells didn’t even exit. Was knocked to the ground.
"Is it so troublesome?"
Mans threw away the fragments in his hand, looked at Lestrange, who rolled his eyes and kept twitching, his face was black and blue, sighed "The efficiency is too low. I kill people in concentration camps in batches. Only one hundred grams of potassium chloride is needed, which is safe and easy."
I got up from the ground with a distorted expression like a ghost: "Do you dare to be like this...Dare you...Aren't you afraid of death...?"
"Fear, precisely because I am afraid of death. So I have to let you die. By the way, I didn’t plan to save your stupid son at all, let alone go to Grindelwald for such trivial things."
"You! Cough cough...you're over...you're over, do you think you can escape by doing this kind of thing...Lestrange hoarsely said: "You can't escape... .. The people of the association will chase you to the ends of the earth ......"
"wizard association! ? "
Mance looked up and laughed like he heard some great what a joke, "You are just a what a joke in my eyes, and the land of bullets is against the whole world. What awaits you. It is the building that will fall, and you act recklessly claiming to be kings, your vision is too narrow. "
Ke Lestrange has been unable to refute, the poison is accompanied by blood rushing through his body, he only barely leaned on the table, did not fall to the ground.
Mance continued. : "When you are finished, I will take your corpses and my dear Miss Flamel to Britain. I think the Ministry of Magic and Wizengamot people will be very happy that I hit the wizard so hard and accepted me, maybe they will give me a Merlin Knight medal, reward me with a house near the sea, or let me directly in the Ministry of Magic is a director or something, and I feel a little excited about it. It must be the first one to be a boss as a muggle. "
Ke Lestrange has been poisoned and speechless, but when he heard him so lofty and angry, he vomited blood and screamed: "Dog thief! Do you think those inferior races can win? You do this kind of thing...you...you will definitely be sent to ruin by the wizard! ? "
His incoherent curse and anger, accompanied by a frenzied twitch of his body, his whole body fell apart directly under the highly toxic effect, and red and blue Poison Blood oozes from every pore. .
Mance took a step back and looked at the blood man in front of him regretfully: "I have a fart relationship with you. "
After speaking lightly, Mans stepped fiercely on Ke Lestrange's face and bent his neck directly, blood spreading on the ground.
My heart is gone, and Mans hasn't stopped.
Those who didn't put him in their eyes, now finally feel the horror of being dominated by death, they wailed and crawled, Hugging Mans's thigh, hoping that he can stop.
But he remains unmoved at the slightest. Even if someone hugs it too tightly, he will only kick it away, letting them fend for themselves.
Finally, he came to the edge of the blood pool.
Here, Lu Sifan is not dead yet, probably a special physique. He leaned on the stone pillar, breathing like a broken bellows. "Don’t kill me...don’t...don’t kill me...mans...you know, I never thought to be against you... against you...we...can be very Good friend. He crawled to Mans’s feet, pulled his trousers, and prayed in the most humble way: "I still have value...very valuable..."
Mans shook the head "No."
"Then you...then what are your conditions?"
He swallowed blood with difficulty, and his nails made one after another nicks on the ground .
"How about calling me father? I don't want to be accused of father killing." He said with a smile.
The expression disappeared, and the air seemed to freeze.
"Heh..."
Lu Sifan looked up at the sky, his face changed from humble to hard, he used his best with one hand to lift himself off the ground Bounce. Open your bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl and take Mans’ throat straight.
"Go to hell! Despicable muggle!!!"
Crack, he bit a piece of hard metal.
Mans held a detonator horizontally and held it in front of his neck. He pushed the detonator forward heavily and plunged it deeply into Lu Sifan's throat. Then he pulled Griphook away and kicked Rusfan's chest.
Kick him on the Roman pillar at the edge of the pool of blood.
In the violent convulsions, he looked at Mans with difficulty, full of hatred and fierce light. Every cell of his has been infiltrated by the poison. It was used for poison in the concentration camp. The potion that kills the Jews can poison tens of thousands of adults as long as one piece is as big as a fingernail.
"Goodbye."
Mans dropped Griphook from his hand.
bang!!
With the explosion of The earth shook and the mountain quivered.
The upper body of the Vampire wizard was blown into powder, and the viscous plasma fell like raindrops. The Roman pillars behind him were interrupted by the shaking and fell into pieces. The rumbling fall will remove the remaining half. The body was pressed underneath.
Blood is still boiling in the pool of blood, and the bleak moonlight penetrates through the cracks in the wall. Those gorgeous Top Grade wall hangings and oil paintings are still hanging intact, finely carved and inlaid with ivory and gold The tableware, except for some ups and downs, was intact.
However, in the dust flying, the ground is full of corpses, men, women, wizards, and Vampire.
The walls and floors are full of scratches. The faces of those corpses are corroded by unknown toxic substances, and the faces of once handsome and beautiful people are now covered with large black spots. , As if eroded by the arrow of time, discarding rotten metal. It can be seen how much torture they endured before they died.
High on the wall, Hoffa has been completely stunned.
He couldn't think that things would develop to such a degree, he felt that his brain was not enough. I haven't done anything yet, and I haven't started doing anything, all the enemies that seem to exist are all down.
There is no splendid and bloody battle, no soldiers' charge against the base. There was only one ugly muggle officer who used poison to kill all the creatures at the banquet, even his subordinates did not let go.
Poison to death With so many people, is his courage hard to beat? Has he figured out how to end it? ?
I saw Muller Mans wandering in the hall, dexterously maintaining his balance, stepping over a Vampire's corpse, and the hem of the pale gray robe dragged in a pool of blood.
Finally, he came to the dinning table, surrounded by colorful fruits, sat a woman wearing a golden mask, Mans stood in front of her, smiled and lifted the golden mask on her face .
Hoffa stood up abruptly. It was Chloe. She was accustomed to wearing that black robe and daoist robe. As a result, after Vampire changed her clothes, he could not tell at all.
Mans grabbed an apple and took a bite, and examined said with a smile: "I have to say, Miss Flamel, this dress suits you well."
Yi looked around, her mouth wide open to fit an egg. Within both eyes in disbelief, Mans swept away the fruit on the table, revealing her hands and feet tied to the table by chains.
He took out the key, unlocked the chains that bound her legs, took her down, put her on the chair, and looked at her religiously.
"These stupid nocturnal creatures tried to control your body, Lord of Time, this time I saved your body in the dust, can you satisfy my insignificant wish?"
Chloe looked at the hall full of corpses with a gray face, turned around and asked: "What do you want?"
"I think...you should know what I think , You know... there is nothing to hide from time." He stroked Chloe’s hair: "Tell me everything that will happen in the next fifty years, the victor of the war, the next Dark Lord, the real hegemonic empire. Also, if you can, just give me a little bit of your magical power, can you?"
"I can’t do it, I can’t even see my own destiny "
"That's because you didn't try your best, you don't know where your limit is." Mans said feverishly, his eyes looking at Chloe as if looking at a rare Supreme Treasure. "But what power is more powerful than time? It doesn't exist at all. What magic and blood will scattered ashes and dispersed smoke under the erosion of time."
Chloe: "... ..."
"Don't want to do it?" Mans's smile gradually changed from fanaticism to calm.
"I know what you care about the most, Miss Flamel. You want to make the world a better place, don't you. Actually, speaking of which you may not believe it, I think so too. Look at this war Rampant world, look at these cannibalistic monsters, look at these hateful wizards. Someone must stop all of this. I believe that person must be me. In order to achieve this goal, I can do anything. "
He walked to another corner of the square and slammed open a secret door behind the wine cabinet. There were dozens of men whose mouths were sealed by seals and tied to pillars. Child girl.
"You brought these children from France. I brought them from the sea to the land and saved their lives in Vampire. Flamel, as long as you are willing to help me, then I Can satisfy any of your needs, trust me."
"How could I believe you," Chloe said hoarsely, "You killed everyone in my monastery, and now you kill you again. Everyone around you, you have no bottom line at all."
"Mortals are mortal." Mans shrugged like a rogue, "Dying sooner or later is death. Instead of doing this, it's better to do it for me. Contribute."
He took a step forward, took off his coat, draped the gentleman's shoulders on her shoulders, and then bent over to stick to Chloe’s ear, whispering inexplicably and profoundly:" You'd better tell me that you can, otherwise I will let the German troops stationed in France kill you one by one like driving a train. By the way, let you be fucked while watching me peel and tear these brats one by one."