Chapter 613 Breakthrough

"bring it on!"

Nelson and Tom were back to back, and in front of them was the battlefield where Tom's accumulated spells collided with the enemy's spells.

Black magic is different from ordinary spells. It has the power to arouse the most instinctive fear in people's hearts - silent annihilation, and cruel unknown. The mixed magic power condenses into a dark singularity. A black hole devouring everything was formed, like a meat grinder, forming a small battlefield of magical power. Countless spells were thrown into it, but it was erased by the black hole in an instant. It became bigger and bigger, and even the surrounding Light and shadow cannot escape gravity.

The left and right hands of the two neighbors held the wands and handed them forward in unison. The black and white windbreakers and robes were squeezed together. One was extremely bright, while the other almost blended into the night. It was clear who was who. Walking shadows, or whoever lights up the light source.

Nelson and Tom turned their heads slightly, looked at each other out of the corner of their eyes, and raised their wands at the same time.

The pressure from below and the venting of the deformed air at the top made the high-pressure magic power suddenly have an outlet, like a small hole was opened in the dam, and the singularity of magic power rushed upwards with the strong wind force go.

The black singularity rose into the sky almost at a flickering speed, and Nelson's last words were sent to every corner of the world along with the spread of mayflies.

The sudden disappearance of the singularity caught the Aurors on the opposite side off guard. They raised their heads and saw the ever-expanding Wia hanging high above the sky, darker than the night.

There was no need for someone to direct them. The Aurors who had experienced many battles immediately understood the power brewed by this thing. They raised their arms in an instant, and the spell that was just used not long ago resounded over Berlin again.

"Ultimate Guardian!"

At the same time, a black and white tower shield appeared in front of Nelson and Tom.

In the next second, everything is silent. This may be the most peaceful moment they have experienced since the birth of human beings.

The expanding magic power lost its balance and expanded and contracted continuously in the air. It devoured the surrounding light, sound and almost all substances. At a moment when it was caught off guard, it exploded suddenly, devouring everything in silence.

The distance between the iron armor of the ultimate guardian and Nelson's shield is less than one meter. The magical power bursting in the air is not enough to break through the two powerful defenses, so it vents aggrieved in the gap between them.

Darkness enveloped everyone, and when the light returned to their field of vision, the barriers and shields had disappeared, replaced by a gap less than one meter deep but bottomless between the old wizard and Nelson Tom. chasm.

In front of Nelson were the shocking Aurors, and behind him was the abyss plowed out by their spells. The clear water and sewage flowing in the sewer were mixed together, slowly filling up the bottomless pool.

People's eyes avoid the chasm blasted by the curse, it is too deep, and if one wrong step is taken, they will fall into a situation beyond redemption, but it has a kind of taboo-like attraction, attracting them to peep at it unconsciously , and even gave birth to the desire to look at it and cross it.

The smoke dissipated.

"I am the first president elected by votes after the restart of the International Federation of Wizards," the old wizard stepped forward firmly, almost standing on the edge of the gap, and said with his back straightened out, "It's a pity that such a thing happened in my term. It seems that there are irreconcilable contradictions between us, let me introduce myself, my name is—”

"We're not interested in your name," Tom said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Self-introduction by mutual name should appear in a happy occasion, but between us and you who refused to make progress, it seems more like a tense relationship." atmosphere."

A knowing smile appeared on the face of the old wizard. Even though the atmosphere had become as heavy as a solid, he still understood Tom's meaning. This is a contradiction that has always existed in the human race but has been avoided many times. Standing on both sides of the ravine A person who throws away his name and personality may only be left with a symbol representing his position. He can be called Santos or Liu Tao, and use the nicknames of those two young people—Grindelwald and Dumbledore— It's okay to call them.

"Very well, this is the end of the wizard's etiquette." He nodded and retreated to the formation of the International Federation of Wizards. "From now on, the International Federation of Wizards will regard you as the most vicious criminals."

The old wizard's chapped lips were bloodshot. He raised his wand and stared blankly at the two young men in front of him who were so young. He slowly raised his wand to his chest, and with his thin arms, he gestured for the last time a hundred years ago. In the popular duel ceremony, he saw from the eyes of these two young people that his firmness was not inferior to his back then, but behind him were shaken hearts. Even if it was a leader who was not recognized by many people, he could not take half a step back.

"Aurors," said the old wizard with a trace of cruelty in his eyes, "destroy them."

Nelson and Tom raised their wands almost at the same time, silver-white light burst from Nelson's fingertips, and climbed up around the back of his hand. His dark pupils flashed with incomplete memories that constituted Peeves. The mood driven by evil thoughts slowly melted under the caress of the lost fog, and the huge magic power was restored through the complicated Sikes, filling Nelson's body that was being drained of magic power every moment.

The silver light spread upwards and wrapped around Tom's arm, which was closely adjacent to him, complementing the evil thoughts like the wailing of a wraith, like the two sides of mutual generation and restraint, and also like the indispensable exterior and interior.

Bounded by the chasm at their feet, the sky was almost divided into two halves. Under Tom's call, heavy clouds shrouded the half of the sky where they were standing. The side that belonged to Nelson was thundering, and the half that belonged to him was about to rain. .

The stars hanging high in the sky no longer concealed their role. The focused red light locked on the foreheads of the wizards that Tom had mentioned, and indifferent eyes were embedded in the cracks in the dark clouds.

For wizards, it seems that there are terrible beasts out of the sky, peeping through the fragile sky, their eyes are full of hunger and thirst that can swallow everything, but for the ignored by people, standing around at a loss As for melons, they each remembered the gentle legends told by their grandmother when they were children when they were lulled to sleep.

"We need a big battle to announce our return to the world," the old wizard's tone was like a spell or a piece of music, and the wand in his hand was like a baton in the hands of an orchestra conductor, carrying the belief he must uphold, his The beard fluttered wildly like strong grass in the wind. Seeing the magic that could change the color of the world, he did not have the slightest fear, but was full of passion, "We also need a big victory to declare our glory, This was originally a gift for Gellert Grindelwald, but now it seems that your ambition is more worthy of this honor than his, and I will never allow you to destroy the order of this world!"

The wand slashed forward vigorously, and the night was pierced by this declaration. Behind him were thousands of troops, thousands of arrows, and colorful spells aimed at Nelson and Tom as if they did not want money. Letting go, although the Aurors fought on their own, their experience still allowed them to play an amazing coordination. The spells of different purposes moved forward like an orderly army formation, and they did not leave even a single dead corner. Wizards never They have never encountered such an opponent who is trying to subvert the world, and they have never been united like they are today. This twisted force is enough to destroy any enemy who dares to stand in front!

This is the real change of color in the world. Even neighboring countries thousands of miles away are illuminated half of the sky due to the gathering of magic spells. A keen painter is not enough to paint the scene at hand in such a short time.

Tom bent over slightly, and his body tensed up like a snake watching its prey. He smelled the smell of death from the spurting spell clusters. Huge snake heads poked out from the billowing thick clouds. Heads up, wearing thunderous battle armor, they opened their ferocious mouths to the invincible enemies.

"A gift for Grindelwald..."

Nelson didn't make any special moves. With this sentence, his memories went back to the afternoons of dueling training with Grindelwald in the second-floor hall of the Krakow Center many years ago.

"From the time when human differences were noticed, jealousy has been passed down from generation to generation with the soul of our race," Grindelwald always liked to arrange his own theory into a well-founded truth for Nelson, "When When I appeared among the wizards, many people regarded me as a thorn in the flesh, because I can't tolerate mediocrity, and the gentlemen sitting on those high stools often belong to mediocrity, or they are mediocrity themselves...so even in When I was with Nurmengard the most, I always buried the thought of killing me and then quickly."

"I have a hunch, Nelson," he said after one duel, as he cleaned up the paint Nelson had splashed on his leather shoes, "that they're going to take it out on you, that they're going to ignore your contribution and think you're helping New York. The murderer of Montgard who accumulates strength, you are a violent person... Oh, don't argue, in front of me, you don't have to pretend to be a well-educated educated person, even educated people get angry sometimes, don't you?"

"I don't think your talent in magic can be fully reflected in silly duels," this is what Nelson said when he defeated Grindelwald for the first time under the condition of restricting the use of magic spells. To train your ability to survive and even resist in the face of siege, I am best at this, and I believe you will be good at it, and you will be an army by yourself."

"..."

Nelson's wandering eyes focused on one point. In front of his eyes, the giant pythons leaning down from the sky had already fought bloody battles with the dense spells. Giant snakes fell into the chasm one by one, but there was no echo of bottoming out.

Nelson raised his wand and faced the barrage that leaked from the net of giant snakes. Grindelwald's words rang in his heart.

"You know, you're only this big, ten people, a hundred people, or even a million people don't make any difference to you."

The light color of the furnace on Alexander's chest changed as the temperature of the flames increased. Nelson's eyes showed the most likely trajectories of those spells. After all, it was the Auror's hand that fired them. The deviation of the initial movement made the cluster of spells It can't be as tight as their formation, and the different angles bring about the weak point of the spell in an instant.

The intertwined magic power on the wrists of the two flickered, Tom's eyes lit up, and the figure disappeared with Nelson.

Their figures are constantly flickering in the almost saturated spell, and the seemingly tight barrage can always be found by Alexander at the weakest position in the next moment. Although the huge number of spells is terrifying, at each moment, The spells that passed them by were useless.

A small shield transformed by random debris appeared around the two of them, blocking the missing spell. Under the horrified eyes of the Aurors, Nelson and Tom were like two strolling in the rain. Like a tourist, the ghostly figure seems to be walking in a dimension that does not overlap with the present world. In the eyes of the elderly Aurors, Nelson's high-frequency apparition gradually coincides with another of their nightmares—Gellert Green Devore.

He used to use this kind of apparition to play with countless times more enemies than him in street fighting. Is history going to repeat itself at this moment?

"Block Apparation Quickly!" The blockade that was revoked to summon the Aurors has now become their urging talisman. When this roar rang out among the Aurors, it was too late, and Nelson had already appeared in the International Union of Wizards. In the formation of the meeting, the eyes of the old wizard under the protection of the crowd met, and the tips of their noses almost collided.

The old wizard could even smell the rust and charcoal smell on Nelson's long trench coat. Even though the hat was still as new, the blood color of a few petals was very eye-catching on the white trench coat. Their spells were not without flaws. Well done, Nelson got hit, but where did Tom go?

The old wizard puffed up his chest. Sure enough, he was about to be beheaded. He couldn't help but feel a little thankful that this brat chose to confront him head-on. He had read Nelson's information, and shapeshifting wizards were not good at close combat.

Young Nelson's reaction didn't leave much time for the old wizard to breathe. Just as he was thinking about the countermeasures for procrastination, Nelson had already raised his wand and slashed at him. The old wizard was startled. Carrying a knife yourself?

But the flashing cold light made him instinctively prop up the iron armor. With a sharp explosion, the old wizard was thrown backward by the huge impact. He seemed to have really seen a sword? He refused the support and stood up. There was a sharp cut on the wizard robe on his chest, and a straight line of blood was slowly bursting out of the old skin.

He raised his head suddenly, how could there be any sword in Nelson's hand? Holding a magic wand in each of his left and right hands, he shuttled through the crowd like a white ghost. The Aurors who couldn't dodge one by one lost consciousness due to the attack, but the tight positions of the Aurors restricted their performance at this time. .

"When distance is no longer your advantage, don't let it be your enemy's advantage. Use your opponent as your shield, so that you will always be in a one-on-one absolutely fair duel." Grindelwald said.

At the edge of the line, an Auror patted the shoulders of colleagues in front who hadn't squeezed into the battle circle: "Hey, I have a question for you."

The Auror who was touched turned his head, stared blankly at the face that was exactly the same as himself, his eyes met, his pupils suddenly lost focus, and a wisp of milky white steam escaped from the eye sockets and merged into the disguised face. in Tom's eyes.

He supported the kind-hearted man, and gently placed him behind a rock: "Thank you, I see."