Chapter 258
All the way up the stairs, Hoffa shuttles between the swaying gears and the steam, and next to him is a gray-white pipe that emits smoke from time to time.
The night is deep, his five senses are as keen as a wild beast, and the smell of nuns becomes more and more obvious. He tapped his toes and made no sound.
For some reason, female Vampire, after seeing the three-ring scar on his chest, followed closely behind him, and saw her clinging to the ceiling like a big bat, holding a gray The pipe crawled to avoid the soldiers who came out of the corner from time to time, holding their guns, and walking hurriedly.
Hoffa can’t understand why she wants to follow him, but he didn’t mean to ask. Maybe the power he got from the Night God made her feel kind? Maybe she wanted to find the real culprit who destroyed the family, but as long as it didn't hinder him, he didn't care.
As the height gradually rises, as he gets closer and closer to his final goal, the smoke in the turret becomes more and more dense, and many faintly discernible scales appear on the walls of the gray pipes. Fuzzy, seemingly true and seemingly illusory, a strange sound appeared in Hoffa's ears.
That is the tick of the clock.
Tick...Tick...Tick...It keeps turning.
There is also some weird whisper in it.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven..."
It's like someone is counting with their fingers in their ears.
But when he discerned this sound carefully, he found that it was just a kind of auditory hallucination, like the glass marbles on the roof, which occasionally appeared, but when he listened carefully, it disappeared.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven..."
The voice over and over again, Hoffa turned to the last one close to Chloe's breath Corner.
He saw a man standing in the thick fog with his back to him. He was tall and dressed in a black suit, holding a weird big black umbrella. Under the big black umbrella was a shawl and free and easy. Pure white hair.
Too late to think about why someone would hold an umbrella indoors, Hoffa's heart beat hard, and then his eyes instantly turned blood red.
My former teacher, Grindelwald. He was standing in front of him with an umbrella! ?
Adrenaline overwhelmed everything in an instant, the three rings on his chest became bright red, and even countless needle-like feathers emerged from all corners of his body.
"Grindelwald!!!"
He roared in his heart, rushing over like a flash of light, his arm turned into a giant katana.
Huh.
With a slash, he went straight through Grindelwald's body. The touch is thin, no different from cutting through the air.
dong dong dong ......
His heartbeat gradually slowed down, and he looked back and took a closer look. Grindelwald's sight was not on himself at all, he was just focusing on counting Count, and Grindelwald in front of him is younger than when he taught himself.
All this is a cloud of mist, a kind of illusion.
Hoffa's body mutation gradually disappeared. He recovered his calm and stood in place to watch.
In this illusion that somehow appeared, Grindelwald was holding a black umbrella and standing in a completely unknown position. Seven or eight young people were kneeling before him. Some were wearing wizard clothes and some were wearing muggle military uniforms. But looking at their expressions, they all seem to have experienced unimaginable torture, and no corner of their mouth is not bloody.
"Nothing is eternal, everything is empty and empty." Grindelwald said: "Under the chaos, the face will eventually become withered bones, the sharp blade will rust away, and the empire can collapse in an instant. Nothing is eternal."
"Why are you doing this?"
One of the fallen men asked, and he lifts the head.
It was Mans Muller, who wore the clothes of a low-ranking sergeant, and his appearance was much younger than he is now, but his immature face was full of despair, "Let us know this The world is meaningless, what good is it for you?"
"Knowing is meaningless, or succumbing to meaninglessness, or struggling to find meaning for myself, I don’t want to succumb yet."
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He pulled out the wand from his pocket, and the black long Elder Wand spewed out a green bright radiance. The rays of light split into seven transparent arms in the air, and each arm pressed the head of one of them. , One by one, one by one, transparent light spots overflowed from their seven orifices and flew into the long Elder Wand, "From now on, no one can kill you, go, find the only eternal thing, Let me see your final answer."
The smoke disappeared, and Hoffa couldn't help clenching his fist. If nothing else, this should be Mans's memory. Putting it that way, this muggle is somewhat similar to my own experience. They have also experienced the torture and torture of Grindelwald, and they also have what they believe in, but they believe in different things.
The female Vampire who has been following Hoffa also saw the picture in front of her. She jumped off the gray pipe that she had been clinging to and walked to Hoffa. "What is this?" she asked curiously.
"Why do you always follow me?"
Hoffa asked back.
"Are you going to avenge my clansman, if you are not a murderer, you must know the identity of the murderer, right?"
Hoffa shook the head, nodded again slowly "I do know."
"Then take me, I'll be with you." Female Vampire said immediately.
Hoffa shook the head, without answering, just walked forward along the pipe. On each level up, he could see some sloppy illusions. These illusions are very weird, some are Mans’s, and some are Chloe’s. He even saw Chloe’s nightmare church and priest in the nightmare world, as if some kind of weird fusion was in this turret. happen.
He became more upset.
Through the last level of illusion, he came to the top of the Scharnhorst battleship. In the darkness, he finally saw the nun who had been away for a long time.
This is a place similar to an operating room, surrounded by weird surgical equipment, and she is sitting on an iron chair in the center of the room, her feet are fixed by iron shackles, double The arms are open in a cross, and the head is lowered. The arm was connected by a tube, and blood flowed from the arm into the tube, and then extended from the tube into the unknown darkness. That is the source of the fresh blood energy smell he smelled.
Hoffa hurriedly came to Chloe and sat down on his knees, patted the nun's cheek.
"Hey, how are you?"
There is no response, and the start is cold.
His heart stopped beating.
"The kind of thing I thought was impossible to happen," Hoffa told herself, and then touched the nun's neck with the palm of her hand and got her pulse. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, relaxed.
"Hey, wake up, tell me what happened?"
He held Chloe's shoulder and shook it vigorously.
He used a little force this time, Chloe woke up slowly, raised his eyelids, but his pupils were dizzy. It was blindness caused by excessive blood loss,
"Is that you...Hoffa?" she asked, turning her ears to him.
"It's me."
Hoffa's voice trembled a little.
Endless killing intent boiled over his chest.
"Ah, are we all dead."
She asked in a daze.
"Damn it!"
Seeing her look, the crimson color in Hoffa's eyes became more intense. He squatted down, grabbed the close and numerous tubes on her arm, and wanted to Unplug it.
"If I were you, I shouldn't be doing this."
Another familiar but unfamiliar voice came from the darkness. Hoffa immediately put down the catheter and stood up.
Mance's silhouette came out from the darkness a little bit. He was wearing a blue and black military uniform. He was tall and strong. He was dressed exactly the same as when he first met, and even his chest was intact.
The only difference is that Mans’ eyes turned out to be the same silver white as Chloe’s magic power runaway. It flickered in the dark, bright and dark.
"How did you survive?"
He looked at the ceiling, his head swayed and flickered, then he fixed it again, looking at Hoffa, "Oh, it turns out I jumped into Lu Sifan’s blood pool, so I got my life back."
"What did you do to her!?"
"I got a yearn for something The power of even in dreams, her blood is flowing in my body." Mans’ voice has a peculiar female voice, even a bit like Chloe’s speech. He turned around and pointed at his neck, only to see him Several catheters were also connected to the spine of Chloe's neck, and the blood flowing out of Chloe's arm actually flowed into his body like this.
"Let me say, now I am one with her. So you don't have to kill me."
Hoffa strode forward and raised his fist.
bang!!
Containing a blow of extreme anger, momentum is big, power is deep, Mans’ body was smashed out of a huge blasting opening with half of the cannon. The blood rained down, and he looked at his fist, gasping for breath. He hadn't been so upset in a year, and now he didn't want to hear any words from that guy's mouth.
"What's the meaning, anger, violence, death, and even emotions. They are meaningless. In front of time, even the meaning itself loses its meaning." Mans's elegant voice was faint. His disgust sounded again.
Hoffa was in a daze, and then he felt his belly squeeze his eyes and was jerked by an invisible hook and hovered forward.
Tick...
For an instant, he found that Mans was nowhere to be seen, and he was still sitting on his knees in front of Chloe, holding her arm in his hand. Chloe lifts the head slowly.
"Is it...you, Hoffa?"
"It's me."
Hoffa's subconsciously answer.
"Are we dead?"
She asked in a daze, exactly the same as a few seconds ago.
Hoffa stood up abruptly, staring at the darkness in the distance.
Sure enough, within a few seconds. Mans walked out of the darkness again, and he admired his palm with emotion: "I see it, this is Power of Time, unpredictable and mysterious. In front of it, all power will lose its meaning."
He actually went back a few seconds ago.
He looked at Mans in disbelief. This guy didn't know what method he used to transplant Chloe's power into his body.
"Damn...!?"
Hoffa exploded with curses in Chinese, his right arm turned into a blade and disappeared in place. When he reappeared, Mans' head flew high, and it took a long time for the head to plop and fall to the ground.
But just after all this was done, the sky was spinning again.
He went back to where he started, kneeling down in front of Chloe, staring at her godless eyes. Just listen to Chloe’s question: "Is it you, Hoffa?"
Hoffa can’t answer this time. The hands he looked at suddenly stood up, stepped back a few steps, and hit On the body of female Vampire Ji Liya, female Vampire supported him.
"What's the matter with you?"
Hoffa touched his head and turned to look at the darkness.
Mance’s silhouette came out of the darkness for the third time. He said with a smile: "The speed is really fast. Lu Sifan has collected the blood pool for most of his life, but you have absorbed it. If I were him, I might be pissed off directly."
ka-cha! !
He tone barely fell, only to hear a loud noise.
Mance was directly chopped into coke by a bright red lightning. This flat mine almost blasted the entire room into black, and the air was full of ionized breath. The female Vampire sucked in a breath of cold air, and the hair on her head stood up.
Hoffa look pale, his fingers are smoking, the current of 100,000 volts has almost exhausted half of his magic power.
Without waiting for him to put down his fingers, time and space were distorted again.
The fragments stripped and retreated, like the power of the law, there is no room to resist. He returned to the nun again and sat down on his knees, Chloe slowly lifted the head, "Yes...Is it you? Hoffa."
Hoffa has learned well, he doesn't care about it. Shaking Chloe's shoulders, loudly shouted: "Hey, wake up, hurry up and tell me how to jump out!!!"
The female Vampire who just came in behind her was shocked, from her perspective Just now there was a taciturn Hoffa, who turned into a madman in the blink of an eye, clutching people madly and shaking, and shouting words that people didn't understand.
The nun opened her mouth silly, and her drool fell.
In the darkness on the side, Mans, who had been electrocuted into coke, appeared again where he appeared ten seconds ago. He patted his chest and smiled with a shocked look: "The trick just now, if it weren't for me, a hundred wizards would die too."
Hoffa stood up, Time went back to the past, but his magic power did not go back to the past. This is his strongest and most concealed attack method. He never believes that anyone will survive under the finger of death. But Mans actually did it, which made him feel desperate, but he didn't show any signs on his face. He stared at the man, gnashing teeth said: "Come on, go on, let's play like this all day. Alright."
"Really going to play for a day?"
Mance lifts the head, shaking his head like a twitch. "Time is so fair. We just stayed in the past for so long, and it's time to go back to the future."
tone barely fell, the surrounding colors flowed at an extremely fast speed. black, then gray, then white. In the end, the smoke cleared and a ray of sunlight came in from the window at the top of the tower. Hoffa barely held Chloe's chair so that he didn't fall to the ground. He looked at his chest, and the three-ring scar faded away at the speed that naked eye could see.
"Your time is up, Bach."
Mans said softly, "It's daytime."