Harry Potter: I Am a Legend - v6 Chapter 66

|　|　|　　->　->　　 Silby’s quiet words were heard in Hoffa’s ears, but they could not be conveyed to his heart. Because the other noisy voices are really terrifying. Not only are they louder than ever before, they are more exaggerated, and they are also more arrogant and overbearing.

In the past, he was only the voice of tens of thousands of sober wizards, but this time, it was the voice of hundreds of millions of irrational dreammakers.

The collective will is so strong that it almost completely submerge Hoffa’s rationality.

He twisted and crawled on the ground, drooling like an Alzheimer’s. Like epilepsy, it twitches like a cooked lobster, and the whole person is distorted and indescribable. It seemed that it was not Silby who was cursed by Slytherin at this moment, but him.

Silby came to Hoffa and pressed his neck.

“Kill…Kill…He…!” Hoffa grabbed ten bloodstains from the ground, and repeated in his mouth unconsciously: “Kill…Kill…Kill him …!”

“Do you understand now,” Silby sat down beside Hoffa, as if talking to himself: “I have been able to hear these people since I was a child. What a painful thing, for a thousand years. Every day I came, I spent this way.”

In the huge, desperate voice, Hoffa struggled to raise his head and looked at Silby, who was almost quadruplely blurred. He tried his best to hear his dim voice: “Let’s go, now it’s too late. After fifty years, your adventure is over. If you want to go, just nod your head and I will let it go. The **** of dreams will send you back, just like when you come back.”

“kill him…”

Hoffa groaned in pain, and suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed Silby’s cheek. The sharp nails were deeply embedded in his skin, blurring the flesh that he was also scratching. He didn’t know why he wanted to catch Silby, as if this could pass his pain to him, so as to relieve his own pain.

Silby was unmoved. He removed Hoffa’s hand and continued: “You can look down on ignorant beings. After you know the nature of everything, you can choose to live in seclusion, or you can stay…”

Snapped! !

Silby’s words were suddenly interrupted, it was a violent fist. It hit him on the nose, and he was caught off guard, tilted his head and turned to the ground.

I saw Hoffa stumbled up from the ground, a clear gaze flashed in his confused eyes, and under extreme pain, he backed away, away from Silby’s extremely bewitching words.

Yes, countless adventures made him very nervous, countless wanderings on the edge of life and death made him experienced and sophisticated. Hoffa understood that he could not fight this force alone, and he must get help from others. To offset this extremely crazy irrational shock. At this moment, the tough guy he revealed almost moved Silby.

He backed away, meditating in his heart,

I need help…I need help…I need help…

Accompanied by the silent meditation in his heart, the heart flow curse instantly transmitted his voice to the mind of every sober wizard on this planet.

Those wizards had been blessed by Hoffa during the sleepwalker riots, and they were willing to believe that he was the savior and were willing to believe in him.

…..

Underground in London.

The goblin Yinduo was obsessed with the ledger. Suddenly, he woke up, looked at the believer who was counting the money, and asked, “Did you hear his voice?”

“I heard it! I heard it!” The wizards who were helping the goblin count money became excited one by one, and they shouted: “I heard it, he needs help!”

Then they ran around like headless flies, and said anxiously, “How can we help him? He helped us so much!”

“Wait!” Induo slapped the table and called out the turbulent wizard, “I have a way!”

The turbulent wizards stopped one after another, looking at Indor with confused eyes. I saw the goblin coughing, and said solemnly: “Let’s transfer money!”

Sluggish for a moment.

“Ah! What are you kidding me, goblin!” There was an angry question from the wizard. He raised a pile of Jin Jialong in his hand. “How can we give him the gold? Besides, the market has collapsed. What can I ask for money? Use it!”

The other wizards agreed. They all agreed with the wizard’s point of view, and believed that the goblin had fallen into the eyes of the money and became confused.

“shut up!”

The goblin yelled, and his small body revealed the spirit of a financial crocodile. He kicked away waiting for the gold, and cursed: “Stupid, in turbulent times, only credit is the only currency! So, we Just trust him.”

After finishing speaking, the greedy fairy clicked his chest piously and began to pray. An invisible heart line immediately connected between Hoffa and the fairy.

……

Colony in Kolkata, India.

Adbe Gorshak was discussing plantation matters with a group of monks and wizards. Suddenly, he moved in his heart and asked his companions around him loudly: “Did you hear Bach’s voice?”

His companions nodded one after another: “He needs help, how should we help him?”

Adebe was also very confused and anxious. He heard Hoffa’s voice, but he could feel that the boy was thousands of miles away at the moment. What could he do?

At this time, an elderly monk came to Adbe with a rosary. Behind him was a group of young monks. Those monks who were saved by Hoffa in the turmoil put their hands together, showing an extremely religious look.

The old monk said to Adbe in Sanskrit: “Before destruction comes, give your heart to Shiva, and Brahma will be born from lotus.”

After all, he took the monks to sit down one after another, posing in weird yoga poses. They sat cross-legged, their hands raised up, and the invisible white lines merged their heartbeat and the universe into one.

……

Peruvian Hummingbird Mountain.

His whole body was covered with bandages, and the tribal chief Inhanio lying on the bed was gasping for breath, and his three wives were changing his dressing. Suddenly, his ears cocked and he heard something. He immediately pushed away his wife who had changed his dressing, sat up hungrily, and listened.

After listening for a moment, he confirmed the source of the sound, and suddenly became excited. He was so excited that he ignored the severely injured body by Miranda, screamed and screamed, crying and bursting out of his tree with tears. In the room, he opened his arms under the sky, and said something chucklingly, and his people followed him to make the same actions.

The crystal clear white magic power floated out of their hearts, following the spiritual net built by the heart flow curse, drifting to unknown places.

……

At the lowest level of the tower, Dumbledore and Grindelwald, who had been beaten all over because of the curse, stopped at the same time. Dumbledore listened for a moment and asked, “Did you hear it?”

Grindelwald in the dark nodded.

He needs help. Dumbledore said: “I didn’t help him last time, this time I won’t be absent again.”

Grindelwald said: “Since it is our common student, I agree with you. But this is the only time.”

After all, Grindelwald and Dumbledore raised their wands at the same time.

Two huge spiritual forces went straight up the tower and joined the spiritual network constructed by the flow mantra.

……

In the middle of the tower, the one-armed Osivia was covered in blood. She was half a human and half a snake. Under her waist, there was a giant birdman who collapsed and died. The whole body of the birdman was huge by Osivia. The snake’s tail twisted into a twist.

After hearing Hoffa’s voice, she slowly let go of the birdman’s body, sat down, and said to herself: “I hope it’s not like the last time.” After that, she closed her eyes and let Huo go. The spiritual tentacles of Dharma are linked with her spirit.

The magic is like a stream, flying upwards along the net of spirit.

……

At the upper end of the tower, where the steps disappeared, Miranda and Miller were entangled with the brother and sister. Miranda was panting tired, and her brother was already swollen by the bruised nose of her beating.

Although Miller was at a disadvantage in the battle, Miranda had no choice but to take him, because this time, no matter how she persuaded, Miller would be determined to separate from her and never want to return to her again. .

However, when they were in a stalemate, Hoffa’s voice came into their ears at the same time.

Miranda was taken aback, distracted in the confrontation, and Miller was immediately punched in the face.

She turned around and grabbed Miller’s wrist, and yelled, “Don’t rush to hit, do you hear it?”

“I heard it, so what, what does it have to do with me!?” Miller angered.

“Help him, if it is not extremely urgent, he will definitely not ask for help.” Miranda said in an orderly tone as always.

“I don’t!” Miller screamed, “I don’t want to help that white-eyed wolf, he doesn’t belong to you at all, what are you still thinking about!”

Miranda rolled her eyes and said a few words against Miller’s ear, which was extremely secretive. But after Miller listened, his face changed in horror, and he didn’t want to fight Miranda again. Instead, he sat down obediently and voluntarily dedicated his magic and spirit to the man at the top of the tower.

……

At the top of the ten-thousand-meter tower, Hoffa heard the response of others to him, and he took a deep breath and puffed his chest.

This action was like a long whale sucking water, and the dancing magic and spiritual energy quickly flew to his side and entered his body. In the beginning, they trickled like a stream, and then they were like a river, and finally, they swept like a river, following the invisible spiritual network, and rushed into Hoffa’s body!

This was the last, most magnificent, and most thorough operation of the flow mantra. It didn’t even need Hoffa to chant the mantra so, his mind would automatically enter the flow state. His spiritual power spread across the world like lightning, building a huge and invisible spiritual giant network in the world.

With the blessing of that spiritual giant net, his power has multiplied ten times, hundreds of times, thousands of times, and tens of thousands of times!

“Drink!!”

He roared and stood up like a giant!

Endless power emerged from his limbs and a hundred skeletons, and his eyes appeared as white light, and the spilled white magic power held him up out of thin air. At this moment, the irrational voice was completely isolated. At this moment, he was unprecedented, surpassing everything, even surpassing the gods!

Silby’s long red hair was blown by the power and danced wildly in the air. His face was full of emotions, sentimental, fortunate, and sad, but in the end, he returned to peace.

The **** of dreams floated in the sky nervously. He looked at the man in the white light and wanted to leave, far away from Hoffa, which was like the most unstable bomb. However, Silby firmly held the wand and prevented it from leaving. control.

Floating in the strong white light, Hoffa briefly lost his senses, for this power that overrides everything. However, he soon realized that this was a responsibility entrusted to him by others.

“Now, listen to me…” he said, hoping to pass his voice to those restless people who have just left their dreams.

However, no one paid attention to his vigilance. The twists who woke up from their dreams were still panicked like the frightened sheep. They ran around desperately, venting their emotions.

“Now, listen to me!”

He said loudly, using that huge spiritual force field to shout to the world.

But there is still no response. After a short pause, the world is still in a hurry, like the end of the world, and panic all day long.

Afterwards, Hoffa uttered an even more angry growl: “Now! Listen to me!!”

This time, his mental power field expanded to the limit, and his mental tentacles pierced everyone in the chaos. Accompanied by extremely powerful mental power, the fanatical and rioting Muggles calmed down. They listened carefully and listened. That sudden sound.

On the 10,000-meter-high platform, Hoffa stood up and screamed up to the sky: “Stop it for me!!”

At this moment, the spiritual net built by him and the sober wizard spread all over the world in an instant, connecting everyone’s thinking and consciousness together. That fanatical irrationality, like a running bull, an extremely wild horse, was tamed to the ground by the most tenacious cowboy, and was severely suppressed!

At this moment, the flow curse was magnified to the limit! That is the power of almost all sober wizards in the world, it is almost beyond words. The wars and panic in the world were suppressed by a Hoffa at this moment. Muggles and wizards all over the world are under his control, no longer fighting each other.

Hundreds of millions of people raised their heads blankly, and took a step forward, seeming to be waiting for Hoffa’s next order.

But Hoffa could no longer give the next order.

He only owns the first half of the flow mantra and does not know the complete part of the flow mantra. Although he controlled the world of cannibalism and established a huge network of hearts, this huge power in his hands is undoubtedly the source of destruction, the purest and most extreme source of destruction.

He bowed his head and stared at Silby, blood pouring out of his seven orifices.

Silbian looked at him, tilted his head, stretched out three fingers, then retracted, then retracted.

two

The countdown is over.

Hoffa’s heart beat violently, only that something seemed to be violently colliding in his chest, and a salty smell filled his throat and eyes, and his whole body was hot, if he was being soaked in burning blood.

After he defeated the irrational voice, more, bigger, more terrifying, mighty magic power and spirit flooded his body like a tide, completely unstoppable. This is no longer the power of all sober wizards, but the power of all wizards in the world.

puff!

After he spewed a stream of blood again, his body could not help but freely inflate one after another, making him look abnormally deformed. In that bubble, there was boiling, endless, wild power! In this monstrous sea of ​​magic, he clenched his teeth and persisted, hoping to calm it down, but it was just a futile effort.

His body expanded involuntarily, and the endless power was in his body, trying to find a catharsis. Just like what he did in Peru, Paris, and Calcutta, but this time is different. This time the power is bigger and ten thousand times bigger than any one in the past, and it is completely impossible to release it through gentle methods.

At this time, Silby came to him, and he stroked Hoffa’s distorted and deformed face, “Thank you, you have done everything you can do. Leave the rest to me.”

Hoffa looked at him with red eyes, “You…will…die…”

“We will all die, one day.” Silby smiled.

He looked at Silby’s smiling face, his eyes blurred by something. He didn’t want to give this power to Silby in this way, but he knew that he had no choice but to open the bow without turning back the arrow. The moment he chose to use the flow spell, he couldn’t look back.

Finally, he tremblingly stretched out his hand.

“The flow of heart…. All the ways are united…”