Harry Potter: I Am a Legend - v6 Chapter 24

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Seeing Oleard’s defeat, the fighting spirit of everyone in Slytherin instantly fell to the bottom. Sure enough, the reputation was well-deserved. After less than ten moves, Gryffindor defeated its own powerful fighter.

They focused their gazes on the Slytherin in the green robe, the king on the opposite side had already taken action, but the king on his side was still sitting on the high platform.

In the face of that kind of power, most people will only be reduced to cannon fodder. Now, they can only hope that this wizard, who is as famous as Gryffindor, can perform miracles.

But Slytherin was unmoved, he said coldly: “Bamon, Daniel, Clemens, the three of you take turns to go up first, draining his energy.”

The legs of the three guys named by Slytherin were all weak, and they looked at Slytherin in horror: “We…we’re afraid…I’m afraid it’s not their opponent.”

“As long as you can kill his strength, after it’s done, I can’t do without your credit. That’s good.” Slytherin said calmly.

“But in case, what if you die?”

A wizard who was named by him hesitated and said, “It’s useless to take more credit after you die.”

“After losing, as long as you call out the red invitation letter and concede defeat, he won’t kill you.” Slytherin looked at Gryffindor and said confidently: “He is too confident, he is not a murderer at all. “

Hearing Slytherin’s words, and thinking about Gryffindor’s past deeds, the three named were relieved, and they walked off the arena one after another.

However, in less than five minutes, the three Slytherin players who ended up were completely defeated. They were beaten into Muggles and lost their helmets and armors. None of them could survive twenty moves in the hands of Gryffindor. .

Slytherin is also extremely persistent. No matter how many people lose, he will perseverely send people into the arena to consume Gryffindor’s physical strength.

But Gryffindor was like a tireless machine, maintaining vigorous energy from start to finish. After dozens of wheels fought fiercely, he hadn’t even breathed disorder.

As Slytherin said, as long as he surrendered and handed in the red invitation letter, he would not kill. In fact, from the beginning of the battle to the present, he has not killed a single person, and his hands are almost stop.

This makes Silby feel that this person is powerful, but he can’t help but admire him. If the previous Oleard relied on the roots to absorb the nutrients of the deceased and satisfy himself to fight, then this guy is standing on the ring by relying solely on his own strength.

Moreover, this man has a certain noble temperament, strong but tolerant, maybe he will really be an excellent king.

but…

Silby’s gaze floated to Queen Pandora, who was sitting in the car again. Since the start of the fight, she has not made any sound, let alone expressed any opinions, and her eyes are not wavering, just like what happened in the arena. Everything has nothing to do with her.

what’s going on?

Silby frowned, and everyone could see that Gryffindor had a true kingly style, so why she was indifferent at all.

She chose to start this game, isn’t she just to select the best king?

Curiosity was boiling in Sylby’s heart, and the innate questioning spirit tortured him, and he was eager to know what was going on in this woman’s mind.

Finally, after the last person sent by Slytherin was defeated. The red invitations owned by Godric Gryffindor are already piled up as high as a hill.

On the high platform of the Gryffindor red camp, the atmosphere was as warm as the tide. Of course, Godric Gryffindor defeated more than a dozen opponents in a row. In any case, the energy consumption was huge. Slytherin waits for work with ease, and must have an advantage in physical and magical powers.

But the vigor brought about by more than a dozen consecutive victories is also real. Under the grief of the Slytherin, the people on Gryffindor almost waved the flag and beat the gongs and drums.

On the ring, the last person left with his tail dingy. Gryffindor put away the sword gracefully, looked at Slytherin without blushing, and asked, “When are you going to shoot?”

Slytherin remained motionless.

Looking at the high platform like an old monk enters Ding, his eyes did not blink.

“Hey, old snake, are you planning to make your allies work?”

There was a shrill laugh from Gryffindor.

“Where did you recruit these mobs? I’m afraid it’s not because I sold out all the snakes in the house.”

A mockery of the Gryffindor camp.

Slytherin remained unmoved, as if petrified.

“Hey, Salazar, look at me!”

At this time, a guy from Gryffindor jumped up, twisted his waist on the high platform, twisted his hands on the top of his head, and acted as a snake-with a flickering sound in his mouth.

His performance drew full applause from Gryffindor, and even the guards of Pandora’s Palace who were onlookers laughed under the armor.

But Salazar Slytherin remained motionless.

Wait, is he really motionless?

Silby stood behind Slytherin, and his keen insight made him notice a slight strangeness. A gust of wind blew, and Slytherin’s body sitting on the high platform shook slightly. It was not his clothes that was blown by the wind, but his body was swaying from side to side. It seemed that the body suddenly lost weight and became an empty shell.

This…

Silby’s eyes widened.

call!

The wind suddenly became stronger, and Slytherin’s body on the high platform shook violently, then fell to the ground lightly and rolled twice.

“Huh~”

The wizards on the Gryffindor plateau stepped back together. Exclaimed. The triumphant wizard over there pretending to be a snake was taken aback and stopped moving.

In the arena

Gryffindor’s eyes widened suddenly-the snake sloughed off!

He raised the fairy sword, instantly rounded a full moon, and slashed around his body.

Hula, a sword fell through.

Click! !

Accompanied by the sound of the ground cracking.

A man jumped out of the ground violently. He stretched out his hand, and his palm was a serpentine green snake.

His green robe is tight and iron body, which shines like snake scales, and his neck is even like a king cobra, with an arc-shaped skin spread out, which is extremely exaggerated.

It was Slytherin, who didn’t know when to use the snake sloughing technique to leave an empty shell on the high platform, but he went underground, waiting for an opportunity.

Between the lightning and the fire, the large green snake in the palm of Slytherin bit Gryffindor on the neck, and there was no way to hide.

At this moment, all the watching wizards, including Silby, had their hearts beating violently, as if walking in the dark and hitting a ghost head on.

Godric Gryffindor, who had been hit by the long-planned attack, was caught off guard, and his throat was bitten by the green viper on the spot, splashing a cloak of blood.

Gryffindor also reacted extremely quickly, he immediately raised the sharp sword and drew an arc without hesitation.

Click!

Yijian cut off the snake’s head and cut off the hair on his forehead by the way.

In a flash of lightning, he backed frantically, clutching his neck, and violently tore off the green snake head that was biting on it, and threw it on the ground.

If so, the venom contained in the snake’s head also made his face turn blue, and the blood vessels on his neck turned blue.

He clutched his neck and coughed violently on the ground. His chest undulated violently, and blood dripped from his fingers.

This is the first time Godric Gryffindor has been injured in more than a dozen games. As soon as Slytherin shot, the man was hit hard.

“huh huh huh huh….”

Slytherin in a green robe slowly walked out from the broken ground, with a cold smile on his mouth.

The stands were silent.

Afterwards, the pan was fried.

All the wizards of the Gryffindor camp lay on the high platform and shouted in horror: “Godric! Godric, are you all right!”

“Godric, cheer up!”

Slytherin shook the blood of his fingers coldly, turned his head and swept it away.

The shouts from the stands were immediately silent, and became silent again.

Then, Slytherin pointed at the man who twisted his waist and pretended to be a snake like a clown. He gave him a look of “you are dead”.

The man collapsed on the ground on the spot, his liver and gallbladder cracked by a look in his eyes, and his feces and urine were poured out.

Good guys.

Silby thought with lingering fears, he had already regarded Slytherin very highly before, but now he thought that Slytherin’s danger level in his mind had to be raised by another level.

“Really awesome.”

The hoarse sound like a broken gong came from the arena.

Godric Gryffindor slowly stood up from the ground. At this time, his neck had been soaked with snake venom and turned blue and black, which looked terrifying, but there was a row of golden runes around his neck. To prevent the venom from spreading, it made Gryffindor look like it was wearing a purple scarf.

He moved his neck, picked up the fairy sword from the ground, and smiled hoarsely: “Salazar, you are still unscrupulous as always.”

“This is unscrupulous.”

Salazar Slytherin sneered, “You are not dead yet.”

“Wizard duels are traditional at any rate, Salazar.”

The poisoned Gryffindor slowly bent over and raised the fairy sword above his head. In the sun, the sword body burst into flames.

Then, he put away the sharp sword, put the sword body between his eyebrows, and his momentum rose wildly, far surpassing any previous moment.

“What’s the use of tradition, I just want to win, Gryffindor.”

Slytherin hissed with a sneer.

“I want to win with dignity.”

Gryffindor said.

He disappeared.

Did it disappear?

Silby’s eyes turned frantically, and the radar generally scanned the field.

No, that’s because the speed is too fast and the eyes can’t keep up.

Without even thinking about it, Slytherin opened the protective cover on his neck resembling a king cobra, forming a shield around his body.

clang! !

Accompanied by a loud noise.

Gryffindor slashed a sword on the back of King Cobra, and the black and red scales actually blocked Gryffindor’s sharp sword.

Sparks splashed all over the floor.

Although the sharp sword was blocked, the tremendous power pressed Slytherin back frantically.

Gryffindor is unrelenting, and he is even more like an angry lion when he was poisoned than before.

The open and close attack was dazzling, and the fire was everywhere, and the snake-bone shield that protected Slytherin was cut to pieces in an instant.

Wipe it!

Accompanied by the last heavy blow.

Slytherin’s shield shattered into scales.

But at this moment.

Salazar Slytherin stared.

“dead!!”

At this moment, his green, wildfire-like eyes turned into a strange orange, and the dark vertical pupil contained a strange light that could attract people’s souls.

The dead word just came out.

Gryffindor backed frantically, and as he backed away, he closed his eyes. He yelled frantically: “Close your eyes, don’t look at him!”

But it was still a step too late.

At this moment, anyone who looked directly at Salazar Slytherin’s yellow eyes with vertical pupils, whether it was a guard, a wizard, or a maid, all fell down, instantly bleeding to death.

And those who turned their heads late, their bodies instantly petrified and turned into stone.

In just one second, the people in the fan-shaped area directly in front of Slytherin fell seven or eight, almost completely wiped out.

The only few people standing still closed their eyes, and their legs trembled like chaff. The cutlass of Death that passed by almost floated past their heads.

At this moment, even Queen Pandora closed her eyes.

The bald-headed messenger who had been smiling all the time finally stopped smiling, his forehead was sweating, his palm trembling took out the handkerchief, and wiped the cold sweat from the top of his head.

Since Silby’s high platform was facing the Slytherin, it was not affected much.

But Silby closed his eyes, his heart plopped.

On the one hand, he was afraid, what kind of magic this is, what kind of magic this is. If Salazar Slytherin had used this magic on him before, he would have been a corpse.

After a terrifying stare, Salazar Slytherin slowly closed his eyes, red blood dripping from the corners of his eyes. When he opened his eyes, his eyes changed back to a faint green color.

However, no one saw this scene, because no one dared to open their eyes no matter whether it was the stand or the arena.

On the stand, Gryffindor closed his eyes tightly. He gritted his teeth and asked with trembling: “The eyes of the basilisk, the banshee is staring, where did you get this weird bloodline?”

“You are not alone with the ancient magic.”

Slytherin touched the vertical scar on his face and said coldly: “For the past three years, I have kept in mind the gift you gave me.”

“Hahahaha.”

Gryffindor closed his eyes and laughed, he swallowed, “But you are not a basilisk after all.”

He closed his eyes, holding a sharp sword, and slowly spinning around Slytherin. “Using blood that doesn’t belong to you must be a great burden to your body.”

“This is just your speculation,” Slytherin smiled. “If you really think so, why don’t you open your eyes to confirm it.”

“Oh, Salazar.”

Gryffindor laughed. “Who told you I need my eyes to fight?”

After speaking, Gryffindor stepped on the ground, and the whole ground burned. In the flames, Gryffindor drew a silver magic from his arms and raised his hand: “Monroe Twelve Pillars!”

Boom boom boom!

Twelve ancient stone pillars were erected in the arena.

The stone pillars are majestic and dilapidated, and on top of each one stands a strange-looking god, with angry crowns, kind eyebrows, arrogance and arrogance, and sadness and troubles…

Slytherin suddenly changed his face when he saw the twelve pillars.

“fire.”

Gryffindor closed his eyes and pointed.

The golden rune on the arm exudes a dazzling brilliance.

The twelve ancient gods opened their mouths one after another, bursting out flames from their mouths. The ubiquitous flames turned the entire arena into a sea of ​​flames, but the flames did not have the slightest temperature at all.

Remorse, impulse, desire, delusion… Slytherin only felt countless emotions flooding into his mind, deranged the desires he tortured. He sat down on his knees and looked at his palm. His body was like a candle, slowly melting in the endless flame.

He screamed, his voice spreading far away.

Silby opened his eyes slightly and saw twelve stone pillars standing on the arena. The gods on the pillars opened their mouths and did nothing, but Slytherin was rolling frantically with his head inside the pillars, like that pillar. There was an invisible person inside who was cutting his flesh with a knife.

This magic is completely different from any magic that Syl has seen before. They are older, more mysterious, and have different powers from wizards.

In front of the magic, even Slytherin would cry.

At this moment, looking at such a powerful Gryffindor, Silby secreted a lot of adrenaline, bit his lip in excitement, and trembled all over.

That’s right!

That’s right! !

That’s it!

Is he the boy I saw in my dream?

Silby thought of the previous dream, the dream that led him out of Aragon, looking everywhere.

The boy with his back to himself, like a mountain.

Is it you? Godric Gryffindor.

With such magical power and magic, if he could defeat him, he would definitely be able to stand on the mountain and overlook the world.

He couldn’t help laughing, his fists clenched. Then he immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

In the duel, Gryffindor was holding a wand and his face was pale.

Obviously, in front of a wizard at the level of Slytherin, he also used his magic to suppress the bottom of the box.

The screams in his ears were terrible, but at this moment, Gryffindor still did not dare to open his eyes. He didn’t believe that his old opponent Slytherin would be destroyed by the spell so easily. He drew out the fairy sword, took a deep breath, and said, “Just one round will be the winner.”

After speaking, he closed his eyes, dragged the silver sword, and rushed towards the twelve pillars, Slytherin, who was holding his head and screaming.

The scream stopped abruptly.

All the pain on Slytherin’s face was swept away, he directly closed his brain, blocking the flow of all emotions.

He tumbled and got up from the ground, and pulled out his wand, which was bent into a poisonous fang, which he held in his hand. Expressionless, he thrust straight into Gryffindor’s temple.

Although Gryffindor did not open his eyes, he sensed the end of the scream and the imminent death.

He gritted his teeth and kept walking, but faster and faster.

The fairy sword shone unparalleled in the sun.

Queen Pandora straightened her waist and abdomen, breathing a little shortly.

Silby woke up from the rest and looked at the two figures in the arena that were getting closer, neither of them seemed to have the intention of avoiding the other’s attack.

What is this, are these two guys going to die together?

Getting closer, getting closer!

The cold light from the tip of the sword and the venom dripping from the fangs seemed to touch together in an instant.

After all, Gryffindor’s sword is longer than that.

Slytherin left from a state of emotionlessness, and within a second, his face changed a lot. But a second later, he decisively removed the fangs, and let the Gryffindor blade on his side.

Even so, a small gap was cut in his neck, and blood slowly leaked out.

Queen Pandora’s straight back slowly softened, Silby shook his head, and the wizards in the stands on both sides seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Gryffindor put a sharp sword on Slytherin’s neck, disheveled his head, his chest undulated violently, but his face was filled with an uncontrollable smile: “Sa… Salazar… this time, hehe , This time I won again.”

Are you not afraid of death?

Slytherin gritted his teeth and said, “If I didn’t let go, we would all die!”

“Yes.” Gryffindor held up the sword with an enthusiastic smile: “But I know, Salazar, you value yourself more than anyone else, how can you die with me?”

“Yeah.”

Slytherin also smiled, but this smile contained a sense of helplessness in it. He hated it and said, “It’s really possible, Gryffindor, Ronay persuaded me not to be with a madman. Fighting, really does her reason.”

“Shh!”

Gryffindor blew a whistle, his chest rising and falling violently, but the sword in his hand was steady: “That’s what Ronay said about me, hey, I really envy you and can chat with her. I wanted to come and pursue her for so long when I was young , She won’t give me a chance at all.”

“You are too reckless, Gryffindor. Maybe no one will marry you except the queen behind.”

Salazar Slytherin sighed, turned around and said cleanly: “I lost. If you want to be a king so much, then let this king be yours.”