Journey through the Worlds from the Wilderness

Chapter 415 Last Wish Fulfilled
"Van Gogh, what's going on? What happened here?"

Scrimgeour frowned, wary of Gao Feng's weird gesture of stroking the sword and talking to himself, holding the wand tightly in his right hand, and his left hand behind his back, conveying instructions to the Aurors with gestures.

"There's no need to be on guard, Scrimgeour. The incident is over here, and this is the last step."

Gathering his thoughts from admiring Gryffindor's sword, Gao Feng glanced at Scrimgeour and the Aurors, shook the sword in his hand, and directed his gaze to Harry Potter lying on his back in the pool of blood.

Scrimgeour observed it carefully, and paused for a moment on Snape, Hermione, and Lupine under the slope. Their expressions were different, but when he looked at Harry Potter, he His expression changed, and he already had a general understanding in his heart.

"In that case, then do what you have to do."

He looked up at Gao Feng, nodded and said firmly.

Gao Feng nodded slightly in response, handed the Gryffindor sword to his left hand, and walked to the side of the blood pool.

"Since you gave up your life for him and entrusted it to me, then I will fulfill your wish! Huh? Did you expect this when you made such an astonishing plan? Dumbledore?"

He sighed and wondered, but his movements did not slow down in the slightest.

The long knife bloomed with a stern and cold light, and the thick and tyrannical true energy was coated with a layer of shimmering brilliance. He raised his arms suddenly, and pointed the long knife obliquely at the dark sky. The acquired superhuman power was condensed in the arm, Gao Feng did not hesitate, and the sharp blade containing the ultimate destructive power fell down with the arm and slashed down brazenly!

boom! ——

Deafening bangs reverberated, the sharp edge of the sharp blade was revealed, and the jumping cold light cut on the blood pool, and was blocked by a gradually burning blood-colored protection, making the sharp long knife make a dull sound like beating leather.

"Drink!~"

Gao Feng gritted his teeth, feeling the strength of the blood-colored shield. He immediately threw away the Gryffindor sword with his left hand and inserted it aside. His dark starry eyes vaguely swallowed the essence, and another burst of vitality burst out from his body. The tenacious strength pressed down hard.

Chi~che! ~
The confrontation between the blade and the protection was intense, and the sound of crunching and rubbing made the teeth of those who heard it sore, but Gao Feng gradually grinned, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, and he clearly felt the strength of the blood pool's defense began to decline.

The power to maintain the defense comes from the unicorn blood in the blood pool. The blood of this famous magical creature does contain huge magic power, but the main function of the magic circle set up by Bellatrix is ​​not defense, but the unicorn The magic power in the blood channeled to Harry Potter, this inexplicable operation, even the peak with a magic library in his head couldn't figure it out.

But he didn't need to figure it out, because the defense formed by the magic power emerging from the blood pool suddenly shattered like a spider web with a slight crackling sound!
Whoa! ~
The defense burst through, and the bloody fragments boiled like burning, emitting a pungent smell.

The Adamantium alloy long knife breathed out, and the aroused breeze blew into the blood pool. Harry Potter, who was lying on his back in the pool of blood, closed his eyes as if sleeping , a lightning-like scar is clearly visible.

"This is the end of your saga."

After muttering a sentence, Gao Feng raised his hand and withdrew the long knife, picked up the Gryffindor sword stuck beside him with his left hand, and stabbed out like lightning.

puff! ~
The tip of the sword precisely pierced the lightning scar on Harry Potter's forehead, and the moment the flesh and blood body and the weapon came together, an indescribably strange change quietly took place.

Scrimgeour climbed up the short slope, and before he could stand still, he felt a cold air like a cold wave coming towards him, making him tremble and his hair stand on end.

"what is that?"

Qiang Zi stabilized his figure, Scrimgeour looked up, and the scene in front of him suddenly opened his eyes wide.

In the void, two illusory figures emerged, and as soon as they appeared, they roared and collided with each other like beasts that had been starving for several days in the Colosseum.

They collided and almost turned into a ball, whistling and flying into the air, attacking each other and even biting each other fiercely with their mouths and teeth. Judging from this, if this continues, the end will definitely be death.

Among them, the thick black figure was obviously stronger, and Scrimgeour still felt chills on his back even tens of meters away from the cold aura it emitted. It waved its sharpened claws and tore from the smaller body. The next one, and then grabbed it randomly and stuffed it into the hole-like mouth.

"Bully people with long claws? Hey! Come and get this big sword!"

At this moment, Gao Feng suddenly yelled loudly, before he finished speaking, he threw the sword in his hand and threw it at the weak figure who was in a dangerous situation.

The weak phantom figure endured being torn off, and struggled to grab the flying sword. It had a strange premonition that this sword would determine its life and death.

however……

"Hey yah yah!—"

Swallowing part of the weak figure's body, the strong figure shrouded in black mist suddenly charged, squeezed the weak figure away, snatched the Gryffindor sword hoarsely and howled, and then turned around to face the weak figure. The figure pounced.

Swish swish! ~
The light of the sword was sharp and leaping, and Gao Feng dismissed his disorderly and vulgar sword skills, but when he saw his sword slashing at the weak phantom figure, the corners of his mouth gradually turned into a smile.

The edge of the Gryffindor sword finally landed on the weak figure, and the silver light flickered violently, splitting it in half, and there was a wild and triumphant laugh in the black mist that manipulated the sword.

However, it was not the only one who laughed about it.

"Hahaha! Dumbledore, this time your last wish has been fulfilled, so you can sleep peacefully!"

Gao Feng's comfortable and joyful mood was expressed with laughter. Before he finished speaking, the long knife was already in his hand, and his figure jumped up suddenly, slashing towards the rampant howling black smoke.

Seeing this, Heiwu was furious. Although he didn't know whether he had any thoughts in this state, but facing the sword he was stabbing at, Gao Feng sneered disdainfully and reached out his hand, snatched the sword with the power of two fingers, and threw it to On the side, the long sword has been chopped down at this moment!

laugh! ~
The blade slashed down obliquely, tearing the black mist in two instantly.

"Ugh!—"

A sharp and piercing cry came out from the black mist, Gao Feng turned around in the air, and replaced the long knife in his palm with fangs, throwing them one after another with hidden weapons!

The basilisk fangs were not valuable enough to collect, so they were all shot out, with precise hits.

The black smoke was pierced and turned into fragments, a cold air suddenly spread, and the miserable hissing stopped abruptly.

Voldemort has completely fallen here!

Soul fly away!

(End of this chapter)