Chapter 445 Death Arrives 【Subscription】
Chapter 445 Death Arrives 【Subscription】
Amber didn't know that Fudge was so bold that he wanted to use the power of the British Ministry of Magic to try the weight of the legendary Archmage Merlin.
He is now looking eagerly at the magic circle in front of him.
Because after a long time of searching, the tentacles flying all over the sky slowly gathered together, already vaguely pointing in a certain direction.
Looking at a certain direction these tentacles are pointing at, Amber doesn't hesitate any longer.
He maintained the magic circle, and then quickly flew towards the pointed direction.
In a place like the soul cemetery, the convenience that the death cloak can bring him is unparalleled.
Amber could even feel that under the blessing of the death cloak, her flying speed was even faster than that of the Thunderbird transformed from outside.
This may be the Deathly Hallows, in the field related to the dead.
The "940" mighty force that can be achieved.
After a while, Amber's figure slowly stopped in mid-air.
He looked at the extraordinarily large bubble in the distance, and finally showed a trace of emotion in his indifferent eyes.
Inside that bubble was the familiar Cadmus house.
And through the small window of Kathimus House, Amber can see the man and woman living inside.
At this point, Amber even hesitated.
He was silent for a while, and slowly floated forward.
Then, like a drop of water, the whole person slowly merged into the air bubble.
But Amber doesn't know that all her thoughts are on her parents.
The moment he stepped into the bubble.
The entire soul cemetery became restless in an instant.
The bubbles that were slowly rising at a steady speed before began to become distorted and chaotic.
One after another, the bubbles that have not reached the peak continue to explode.
The buildings and souls inside were instantly crushed in the annihilated bubbles.
For a moment, the endless mist from the white lover under the feet, and the entire soul cemetery, turned into a vast expanse of whiteness.
And at the same time. The entire soul cemetery is constantly trembling.
On the endless white plain, black gaps were actually cracked.
In the gap, there is a thick black liquid like blood, which is constantly gushing and rolling, as if it will spread to this world in the next second.
What's strange is that the bright red magic circles above these gaps are firmly imprisoned there.
It seems that these red magic circles are blocking the invasion of these black liquids.
After a while, just as a drop of black liquid broke free from the shackles of the gap.
It turned into a stream of light and passed through the magic circle, just as it was about to fall into the white plain.
In mid-air, suddenly appeared a withered hand wearing a worn black cloak.
He grabbed the drop of black liquid firmly in his hand and threw it back into the gap.
And at the same time.
A huge gap opened in the midair filled with white mist.
A figure holding a crescent blade and wearing a tattered suit is slowly floating out of the crack.
The whole body of this figure is shrouded in black.
Except for the dry hands that seem to have no flesh and blood, just a layer of bones covered by pale skin.
All he could see were the two scarlet gazes under the cloak.
When this figure completely appeared in the soul cemetery, the movement of the entire soul cemetery was instantly suppressed.
Like this figure. He is the master of this world.
And at the same time.
The black figure slowly raised his head, looking at the vast sky.
His withered right hand lightly grabbed in mid-air, and then put it under the cloak to inhale something intoxicated.
In an instant, the black mist under the cloak continuously boiled and rolled, symbolizing the unsettled heart of this black figure.
"Scion of Peverell."
"Already left?"
The dry and sharp voice resounded in the space of the soul cemetery.
It reveals the deep dissatisfaction of the black figure.
He was floating in mid-air, as if he was thinking about something.
Then the figure slowly rises.
In a blink of an eye, he came to the highest point of the soul cemetery.
Immediately, the crescent blade in the middle of his right hand slowly swiped towards the front of him.
A series of transparent gray scimitars spread across every corner of the soul cemetery in an instant.
Those transparent bubbles floating in mid-air were instantly cut into the tiniest dust after hitting the gray scimitar hidden in the space.
Seeing the power of these gray scimitars, the black figure nodded in satisfaction.
"Peverell, you delivered this yourself."
"It's time to give back the rights you stole back then!"
"Jie Jie Jie—"
A hoarse voice that hardly resembled laughter quickly spread from under the black cloak.
Then the crack in midair slowly opened.
The black figure walked into the crack again and disappeared.
Only the ubiquitous killing intent in the soul cemetery was left behind.
But Amber doesn't know this.
At this moment, he was standing outside the gate of Cadmus House with black hair.
He originally wanted to go straight into the Cadmus house just now, and simply and directly take his parents away from here.
However, the turmoil he personally caused before inevitably affected this place.
At this time, under his feet was a piece of grass with a radius of less than one square meter, surrounded by black space cracks.
Amber tried, but relying on herself and the protection of the death cloak, there was no way to pass through these cracks and reach the Cadmus house.
"So that's the case, Lilith said this kind of thing before."
Looking at her hands that were getting dry and old, Amber gave a wry smile.
When I confessed to myself for the first time, I had already mentioned the wonder of the soul cemetery.
There are all sorts of time rifts here. 2.5
Didn't Lilith grow up several years in an instant during a time rift.
At this moment, Amber could only sit there with a wry smile on her face.
Now all we have to do is wait.
After a long time, when the cracks in the surrounding space finally subsided slowly.
Amber's soul has already become very old.
The action of death. Let the space of the entire soul cemetery accelerate the speed of extinction.
He already represents death, so naturally he can speed up death.
At this time, Amber has aged hundreds of years in just a few minutes.
But right now, Amber has turned into a gray-haired old man.
But now, he doesn't care about his state.
Because he had already seen his parents who came out of the Cadmus house. .
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