Harry Potter: I Am a Legend - v6 Chapter 18

“He? Isn’t he in the wizard’s barracks on the opposite side of the fjord, fifty kilometers away from the front line?”

The Spider Pope said suspiciously: “You want to find him, just go straight, but I’m not sure you can cross the fjords in the middle, where there are the most vicious wizards and their monster partners guarding.”

Hoffa’s spirit immediately invigorated, searching for a long time, he finally got useful information-Silby was fifty kilometers away.

He stood up, “Who is guarding the checkpoint?”

“That is the bloodthirsty twin, one of his most terrifying men. So far, they have killed countless church players.”

Are you bloodthirsty twins?

Hoffa thought it was a terrible nickname.

“Thank you for your information,” he said with a slight lean, “I wish you a good health.”

After that, he took Chloe and the unlocked cryptex, quickly backed out of this weird room, for fear of staying in it for another second.

The Eight-Legged Spider Pope did not stop him, allowing him to take the cryptex, but after Hoffa closed the door, there was a suppressed and desperate laughter.

“Go…Go…Go…God will take care of you…will take care of you…hahahahahaha…”

The laughter made people hear the goose bumps straight down.

After leaving the Spider Pope, the weird atmosphere gradually disappeared, and Hoffa hurriedly came to the open space of the church. The dark sky is still falling with heavy snow. He temporarily put the code lock and Silby aside, held the elf in both hands, and asked in a soft surprise, “Chloe, why are you by my side?”

“I have been by your side and have never left.” Chloe said softly while sitting on his hand: “The soul stone preserves my soul, so that I can feel your heart and the things you do more clearly. I saw it all, it was really amazing.”

She said sincerely.

Hoffa couldn’t help grinning, then he scratched his head in embarrassment: “Then why didn’t you come out before.”

In connection with Gregorian VII, people in each generation of churches will awaken their own mysterious power at a certain stage. We call it revelation. For example, my revelation is time, Krsna’s revelation is knowledge, Jesus’ revelation is change, and Gregorian VII’s revelation is false and true. By his side, all illusory and unsearchable things will turn into reality, such as me. It was originally a soul, belonging to the imaginary, but in front of him had to become an entity.

After a pause, Chloe said again:

“People in the church know that this power comes from God, so for them, pagans, or wizards, can awaken a strange power without faith. This is unbearable. This is also one of the important reasons why the medieval church persecuted wizards. One.”

Hoffa didn’t care much about why the medieval church wanted to persecute wizards for so long. He only cared more about his friends. He held Chloe and said worriedly, “Wouldn’t you be gone after this dream?”

“In theory, this is the case.”

Chloe looked at the sky, stretched out his hand, and caught a snowflake the size of his own little hand. “But I am even more worried that the power of Gregorian’s law also affects the dream itself.”

“What do you mean?”

Chloe held Snowflake: “Because there is him in the dream, the dream you experience may no longer be a dream, but a reality.”

……

Hoffa thought for a moment, and immediately jumped up: “What, reality? Isn’t I now more than a thousand years ago?”

“It’s just that it’s possible.”

Chloe smiled bitterly: “But in fact, where and in what form you exist, no one knows, no one knows.”

Hoffa closed his eyes and pondered. If it was a dream, it was too real. If it was a reality, his time power did not follow.

Perhaps as the nightmare **** said, after he entered the second level of dreams, everything became uncertain, it was more like a quantum space, everything was chaotic and accidental.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided not to think about these illusory things anymore. The top priority was to find Silby immediately.

He used the **** of nightmare to drag the world into the dream, it must be done for something, otherwise this behavior would appear meaningless, he didn’t believe that the guy would do meaningless things.

Hoffa put Chloe on his shoulder, and the elf Chloe picked up the furry shawl on his shoulder, rolled himself up in a circle, and exhaled a small white mist. Affected by the materialization of Gregory, she could feel the biting cold of winter.

Not long after they walked out of the city wall, they stepped on the frozen fjord, the 30-kilometer Bosphorus Strait. Beneath the ice surface, the water is turbulent, the bank is steep, the west coast is Europe, and the east coast is Asia.

Constantinople.

Hoffa learned the name of the city from the pope. He turned his head and looked behind him. In the sporadic flames, the watchtower on the hillside opened the magic eye in the night. The tower was built in the third century. Walls of Theodosius.

If the pope is already hiding in this city.

Does that mean that at this point in time, wizards have driven the church out of Europe across the board.

Hoffa is deeply concerned. If this kind of thing really happened in the history of this world, if Silby really did this kind of thing with one person, then he can really be said to be the Napoleon among the wizards, Alexander, Caesar is even greater than any wizard in history.

But such a guy, what is there to be dissatisfied with, why on earth he has to linger and live to the modern age, still holding his breath and refuse to die.

He was puzzled.

After walking along the ice to the other side, Hoffa stopped. It was not that he didn’t want to go, but the ice under his feet made an unknown click. The heavy snow didn’t seem to have fallen for too long. Before the fjord was completely frozen to death, he would step into the sea with one foot as he walked down.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the ice in front of him broke, and a five-meter long black and white killer whale emerged from the sea. He touched the smooth and huge back of the killer whale, and it spewed out. There was a rush of heat, and it made a pleasant sound in the night.

Hoffa stretched his legs on the back of the killer whale, and the killer whale took him to the other side without a sound.

After a while, a huge black ship appeared on the frozen fjord. It was covered by ice and snow. On the mast with the black sails away, there were a few wizards standing, and countless silver-white fluorescent light spots were flying near the black ship.

Hoffa quickly commanded the killer whale to stop. He closed his eyes again. When he opened his eyes, a closed helmet appeared on the top of his head, and an oxygen cylinder appeared behind him. The same goes for Chloe on the shoulder, except that her oxygen cylinder is much smaller than Hoffa’s.

thump.

Hoffa grabbed the back of the killer whale and dived into the sea.

On the black boat, several wizards heard the sound of water and looked towards them, but only saw the ripples on the water surface, and the ripples were quickly hidden by the heavy snow.

Wow, hululu.

With the icy ocean current, Hoffa lay on the back of the killer whale, Chloe grabbed his ears and swam to the huge black ship.

Soon, under the leadership of the killer whale, the two came to the vicinity of the black ship. They quietly surfaced and the diving equipment disappeared.

Due to the night and the heavy snow, the people on the watchtower on the ship failed to discover the existence of Hoffa.

He sticks to the bulkhead of the black ship, rubs his hands, and produces a white mist, skillfully closing his eyes and opening his eyes. A telescopic periscope appears in his hand. He puts his eyes on the periscope and rotates the shaft with his hand to make the periscope upward. extend.

The line of sight first came to the bottom layer of the black ship. There was a crackling sound. The periscope turned. From the gap of the iron window, Hoffa saw several prisoners of war tied to the pillars on the bottom of the deck, constantly undergoing torture. Torture, beaten flesh and blood fly, screaming again and again.

Pope Gregorian is right. If these wizards find out, what awaits them is cruel torture.

Will Silby be among these people?

Hoffa looked around and thought it was impossible. It was impossible for a guy in a high position like him to do such a low-level fun as beating a prisoner of war.

After that, the periscope continued to rise and came to the second floor of the cabin. Hoffa could see orange candles shining in the cabin, and some scattered and old oak barrels were piled up. Several people were talking and laughing around there. . The tables in the cabin were low, sturdy, and heavy, with a grayish black that had been polished by the years. There are brightly polished brass candlesticks and oil lamps. Most of the wizards sitting around wore heavy dark leather robes.

They played cards, their expressions were relaxed and cheerful, in stark contrast to the vigilance and killing in Constantinople.

This is the expression that a winning talent will show.

Will Silby be among this group of people?

Still not there, Hoffa felt that people like him must have no interest in playing cards. (He couldn’t help but think that he used to have a happy drag racing time with him in Casablanca, and felt that he would definitely like more exciting activities)

The periscope continued to move upward, and finally came to the position of the captain’s room, and stopped.

The environment here is much better than the two floors below, but it is somewhat of a nouveau riche. The floor is covered with gorgeous wool carpets, with beautiful crystal lamps hung on the top, and piles of jewels, gold and silver utensils are scattered on the carpet.

There are two wizards leaning on the luxurious carpet, drinking wine in gorgeous golden cups, eating barbecue and fruit. One of them is as fat as a bucket and the other is as thin as a bamboo pole.

Is Silby here?

Not here either.

However, the conversation between the fat and thin two attracted Hoffa’s attention.

“After all these years, I am finally about to get out of my head.”

The fat wizard graciously poured a glass of wine for the thin man.

The thin man grabbed the wine glass and asked, “Dodoro, what are you going to do after this battle?”

“Ahem, how can’t you go back and buy a piece of land, find a few hundred women to serve, and live the life of a noble master?” The fat man named Duodoro said happily: “We were born and died for so many years, isn’t it just for this. Huh?”

“You are the same, there is no change at all.”

The thin man took a sip of his wine and sighed.

“Hahaha~ People, what can be changed.” The fat man said with a smile: “What about you? Tyra, do you have any land in the picture?”

“I don’t want to go back,” the thin wizard said softly, “I still want to follow Master Spencer.”

“Huh?” The fat man was surprised. “When the two came out, they agreed to advance and retreat together.”

“Don’t you think Master Spencer is worth following?”

The thin man looked at the fat man with piercing eyes: “I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen anyone more attractive than him.”

“I know I know!”

The fat man argued: “But he wants to be a king, a man who wants to be an emperor, such a guy, there are too many wizards to cheat him, think about it, can it be your turn, you are a country where Aquidan came out Wizard, just like me, just accept it when you see it.”

“Are you so worthless!?”

The thin man suddenly put the wine glass down and became emotional, “I am the country wizard of Aquitaine, yes, but how can I learn less these years? After all these years of riding by the side of Lord Spencer, waiting for the establishment of the empire, Couldn’t I be a cabinet minister yet?”

The fat man was not happy anymore, “Tara, you are a wizard, don’t learn the Muggle style. We, we have to build a castle like those wizard families, and retreat in the mountains, inheriting magic from generation to generation.”

“It’s because you think too many people like that, that makes those Muggles take advantage of it!” The thin man became more and more angry as he spoke. He pointed to the fat man’s nose and cursed: “If it weren’t for Mr. Spencer, we are still Wanted by the wizards of those churches.”

“Yes…yes…I am short-sighted, I am short-sighted, but who would call me such a person?”

Seeing the thin wizard getting more and more angry, the fat man quickly settled down and poured a glass of wine for the thin man, “Forget it, don’t talk about this, drink and drink, when the fjord is completely frozen to death, we will command the army to rush over, and everything will finally win. Let’s talk about it.”

Ding Dong, the two touched their cups and drank together.

On the back of the killer whale, Hoffa put away the periscope and thought. There is no doubt that these two people should be the bloodthirsty twins previously spoken by the pope. However, according to what he thought, these two people should be called Alcoholic Twins. In just a few words, they drank two large bottles of wine.

However, Hoffa also inferred a lot of information from their words. Listening to what they mean, the wizarding army is going to wait until the fjord is completely frozen, cross the Bosphorus Strait and level Constantinople, and will The church hiding inside was completely killed.

In this way, the victory of the Wizarding War is only a matter of two days.

If the war is victorious and the wizarding empire is established, then the wizards should be the ones who will rule the world, and there will be no Muggles.

So why is Silby still cursed? Why has no one remembered him, when Hogwarts was established, why the future wizard is still hiding in the shadows, and what happened?