Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

Silby's calm words were heard in Hoffa's ears, but they could not be conveyed to his heart. Because other noisy sounds are too terrifying, the sounds are not only 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, and this time was the voice of hundreds of millions of irrational dreammakers.

The collective will is so powerful, 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 unconsciously: "Kill...kill ...Kill him...!"

"Do you understand now," Silby sat down beside Hoffa and said to himself, "I have been able to It is painful to hear the voices of these people. I have spent every day for a thousand years like this."

Hoffa struggled amidst the huge and desperate voices. He lifts the head and looks at Silby with almost a fuzzy silhouette of the 4th layer. 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, as long as nodded, I will let you go. The god of dreams will send you back, just like when you come back."

"Kill...he..."

Hoffa groaned in pain, Suddenly extend the hand grabbed Silby's cheek, and the sharp nails were deeply embedded in his skin, blurring the flesh and blood 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 alleviate his own pain.

Silby remained 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... "

pa!!

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, far away from Silby's extremely bewitching words.

Yes, countless adventures have made him very powerful, and countless walks on the edge of life and death make him experienced and sophisticated. Hoffa understands that he is alone impossible to fight against this power, and he must get someone else Only with the help of this can we offset this extremely crazy irrational shock. At this moment, the tough guy he revealed almost moved Silby.

He stepped back, chanting in his heart,

I need help...I need help...I need help...

With The meditation in his heart, the heart flow curse instantly transmitted his voice to the mind of every awake wizard of this planet.

Those wizards have been blessed by Hoffa during the sleepwalker riots. They are willing to believe that he is a savior and are willing to believe in him.

...

Underground in London.

Goblin Indor was reading the ledger obsessively. Suddenly, he woke up, looked at the believers who were counting the money, and asked, "Did you hear his voice?"

"I heard it! I heard it!" The wizards who were helping Goblin count the money became excited one by one. They shouted: "I heard it, he needs help!"

Then, they looked like nothing Running around like a fly, he said anxiously, "How can we help him, he helped us so much!"

"Wait!" Indor slapped the table and shouted to the turbulent wizard. "I have a way!"

The turbulent wizards stopped one after another, looking at Indor with confused eyes. I saw that Goblin coughed, and said solemnly: "Let's transfer money!"

For a while.

"Ah! What are you kidding, Goblin!" There was an angry question from the wizard. He raised a pile of gold Galleon in his hand, "How can we give him the gold? Besides, the market collapsed. Now, what's the use of asking for money!"

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

"Shut up!"

Goblin shouting loudly, his small body showed 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 only need to trust him."

After that, the greedy Goblin clicked his chest religiously and began to pray. . An invisible heart line was immediately linked between Hoffa and Goblin.

......

The colony in Kolkata, India.

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

His companions nodded: "He needs help, how should we help him?"

Adebe was also very confused and anxious. He heard Hoffa's voice, but he could feel it The boy is thousands of miles away at the moment, what can 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 rescued by Hoffa in the turmoil put their hands together, showing abnormalities. A pious look.

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

After that, he brought As the monks sat down one after another, posing in weird yoga poses, they sat cross-legged with their hands up, and invisible white lines merged their heartbeat and the universe into one.

......

Hummingbird Mountain in Peru.

The whole body is covered with bandages, the tribal chief Inhanio lying on the bed is panting for contorts one's face in agony, and his three wives are 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 screamed in spite of the severely injured body by Miranda. Tears rushed out of his tree house, opened his arms under the sky, babbling and talking, his clansman followed him to make the same action.

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

......

At the lowest level of the tower, Dumbledore and Grindelwald, who had been beaten with cuts and bruises, stopped at the same time because of the bombardment of the spells. Dumbledore listened for a moment and asked, "Did you hear it?"

Grindelwald nodded in the dark.

He needs help. Dumbledore said: "I didn't help him last time, and I won't be absent again this time."

Grindelwald said: "Since we are a common student, I agree with you. But this is only One time."

After that, Grindelwald and Dumbledore raised wand at the same time.

Two huge spirals of spiritual power go straight up the tower and join the spiritual network constructed by the flow mantra.

...

In the middle of the tower, Osivia, who is one-armed, is covered in blood. She is half human and half snake, and a paralyzed person is wrapped around her waist. The dead giant birdman, the whole body of the birdman was twisted into twists by Osivia's huge snake tail.

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. Close your eyes and let Hoffa's mental tentacles connect with her spirit Divine Chain.

Magic power 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 her brother and sister. Miranda was tired of gasping. for breath, and her younger brother has been beaten by her bloody nose and swollen face.

Although Miller fell into a disadvantage in the battle, Miranda had no choice but to take him, because this time, no matter how she persuaded him, Miller would be determined to separate from her. Unwilling to return to her.

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 was immediately beaten in the face by Miller.

She turned around and grabbed Miller’s wrist, and yelled: "Don’t rush to hit, did 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 with the command tone as always.

"I don't!" Miller screamed, "I don't want to help that thankless wretch, he simply doesn't belong to you, what are you still thinking about!"

Miranda rolled her eyes , Said a few words against Miller's ears, 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 willingly dedicated his magic power 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, he took a deep breath and puffed up his chest.

This action is like a long whale sucking water, and the dancing magic power and psychic energy quickly fly to his side and enter his body. At first, they trickle like a stream, and then, they are like a river, and finally, they are grandiose like a river, following the invisible spiritual network, and rushing into Hoffa's body!

This is the last, the most magnificent, and the most thorough operation of the flow mantra. It does not even need Hoffa to read spells So, and his mind automatically enters the flow state. His spiritual power spread across the world like lightning, building a huge and invisible spiritual giant network on the world.

Under 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 emerges from his limbs and a hundred skeletons, and his eyes appear as if the white radiance is substantial. The spilled white magic power holds him up out of thin air. At this moment, that is not The voice of reason was completely isolated. At this moment, he was unprecedented, surpassing everything, even Spiritual God!

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

The god of dreams floated in the sky uncomfortably. He looked at the man in the white light and wanted to leave and stay away from Hoffa, which was like the most unstable bomb, but Silby held it tightly. Wand, don’t let it get out of control.

Floating in the intense white radiance, Hoffa lost consciousness for a short time, 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.

But 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 field of spirit strength to shout to the world.

But there is still no response. After a short pause, the world is still in a hurry. If the end of the world comes, it will be in panic all day long.

After that, Hoffa uttered an even more angry roar: "Now! Listen to me!!"

This time, his spirit strength field expanded to the limit, and his spirit tentacles were stabbed. Every person in chaos, accompanied by extremely powerful spiritual power, quieted the fanatical and riotous muggles. They turned their ears to the listener and listened to the sudden voice.

On the 10,000-meter high platform, Hoffa stood up and roared towards the sky: "Stop it to me!!"

At this moment, he and the sober wizard built a spiritual web together It spreads 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, fiercely suppressed!

The flow mantra in this brief moment was magnified to the limit! That is the power of almost all sober wizards in the world, and it is almost beyond words. The war and panic in the world were suppressed by a Hoffa at this moment. The muggles and wizards of the whole world are all 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 command.

But Hoffa can't give any further instructions.

He only owns the first half of the Dao Heart Flow Mantra, and does not know the complete part of the Dao Heart Flow Mantra. Although he controlled the fratricidal world and built a huge network of hearts, this huge power in his hands is undoubtedly the Source of Annihilation, the purest and most extreme Source of Annihilation.

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

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

Three

Two

One

The countdown is over.

Hoffa's heart beats violently, and only feels that something is violently colliding in his chest, and there is a fishy and salty smell in his throat and eyes, and the whole body is hot. Soaked by burning blood.

After he defeated the irrational voice, more, bigger and more terrifying, the magic power and spirit of grandiose flooded his body like a tide, completely unstoppable. This is not the power of all awake wizards, but the power of all wizards in the world.

pu!

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

His body has expanded involuntarily, with endless power in him, trying to find a catharsis. Just like what he did in Peru, Paris, and Calcutta, but this time is different. The power of this time is greater than any time in the past, and it is completely impossible to release 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, there will always be One day." Silby said with a smile.

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 trembled to extend the hand.

"Heart flow....Myriad Laws Return To One....."