From Karma Taj to Hogwarts

The Death God Projection couldn't help but be surprised by Bloody Barro's strange behavior.

"This is impossible! How come his subconscious has not been assimilated?!" Death shouted in shock.

Xiven took the opportunity to use the abnormality caused by Barrow to display the form of Ikeen, and quickly blocked in front of Helena, looking nervously at Barrow's scarlet eyes that kept flickering.

"I can't...I can't swing the knife at Helena again..." Barrow's expression changed, constantly changing back and forth between the indifference belonging to the god of death and his own struggling emotions. At the same time, some painful sounds were intermittently squeezed out from between his teeth. "I have already made a mistake once...I must not make it a second time..."

"Is this... Barrow's own will fighting against the will of Death?" Xiwen and Helena looked at each other and guessed in great surprise.

Seeing this scene, Helena suddenly gritted her teeth and said, "Stephen, help him!"

"I see."

Xiven nodded, then formed a seal with his hands, summoning a bright light of Nevalon to shine at Barrow's flashing scarlet pupils, trying to dispel the dark mark planted by the God of Death in Barrow's mind.

When the Death God projection half-kneeling in the ruins saw this, he knew that he could not wait any longer, so he supported his weak body and flew into the air in the direction of Barrow, Xiwen and Helena.

He held his hands in vain, and a sickle that was so transparent that it was almost invisible appeared in his hand and slashed hard at Xiwen and Helena.

"boom!"

With the sound of objects colliding, Xiwen and Helena opened their eyes wide.

It turned out that Barrow used the sickle in his hand to block the sickle of the same shape that was struck by the Death Projection!

"How is that possible?!" Death exclaimed in disbelief as he looked at the familiar blade in front of him. "How could you break free from my control so quickly and even fully regain your original consciousness?"

"You may not understand that the scene of wielding the knife just now awakened the deepest memory in my heart as a ghost." Barrow looked a little lonely and said with some self-deprecation.

Then, he looked at Xiwen and said lightly: "Speaking of which, I would also like to thank Strange. He awakened the deepest memory in my heart the year before last, and indirectly prompted me to remember the oath that had been buried for thousands of years. ——If I could do it all over again, I would never swing that knife at Helena!"

"Do you think you can get my forgiveness like this?" Helena frowned slightly and said to Barrow.

"I know that my sins cannot be redeemed no matter what, and I don't expect to be able to completely wash away the bloodstains on my body that have lasted for thousands of years." Barrow shook his head gently, but seemed to look away and said with relief. "But try your best to do as much as you can."

As he spoke, a stern look suddenly appeared in his eyes, he pushed away the scythe shadow in the Death Projection's hand, then looked at Xiwen and said loudly: "Then what are you waiting for, Strange?"

"The spiritual imprint of the God of Death is too strong. I can't suppress it for too long. If you don't completely wipe me out now, are you going to wait until the God of Death's consciousness returns?!"

"But you..." Xiwen said with some hesitation.

"There are not so many buts! Kill me quickly, I know you have the ability to hurt the soul!" Barrow shouted. "This is not for yourself, this is for Helena to no longer be threatened by death!"

"I understand." Xiwen's eyes became firm and he raised his hand to summon a blue five-pointed star array.

Before the formation was completely formed, a destructive power was already escaping from it.

"Yes, that's it, let's do it!" Bloody Barrow closed his eyes in relief. His long-term fierce and gloomy face seemed to have become peaceful at the last moment of the ghost's long life. "From the action you took in front of Helena, I can see that you really care about her, so I can rest assured."

"Take care of Helena, Strange!"

Looking at Barrow facing death, even though the relationship between the two was not good, even though they were once rivals, Xiwen's expression couldn't help but become solemn and heavy after all.

"Have a good journey." Xiwen said softly.

Behind Xiwen, Helena, who had remained silent, suddenly sighed.

"I forgive you, Barrow." She opened her lips lightly and said softly. "After all, if it hadn't been for that knife you made more than nine hundred years ago, I might not have been able to meet Stephen, and I wouldn't have such a happy life now."

Helena looked at Xiwen with a gentle expression.

When he heard Helena's words, Barrow's closed eyes suddenly opened wide, and the expression on his face became very excited.

The words "I forgive you" were all that echoed in his mind, and the obsession deep in his heart was quietly shattered by these words.

The next moment, as if he was liberated, Barrow was surrounded by a layer of soft white light, and his transparent body became unreal and indescribable.

The movements in Xiwen's hands paused.

He had seen Helena's soul state at the moment when her obsession was resolved, and he understood what Barrow was in now. He knew that after receiving Helena's forgiveness, Barrow finally resolved his obsession with becoming a ghost and gained the ability to move on!

Xiwen chuckled lightly, and the blue five-pointed star in his hand suddenly changed its direction, facing the direction of the death projection that had circled behind several people and was about to make some small movements.

A beam of green-blue flames with the momentum of burning the sky and boiling the sea suddenly shot out from the five-pointed star array!

Wrath of the Vault of Argento!

The God of Death subconsciously wanted to dodge, but what he didn't notice was that a miniature dimensional door quietly opened behind him. The tip of a wand protruded from the golden aperture of the dimensional door, and the little wizard Xiwen's voice sounded at the same time. came out from behind the golden aperture——

"Immobulus!"

The figure of the God of Death was stopped for a moment by this immobilizing spell.

It was at that moment that the blue flame beam completely enveloped the projection of the God of Death!

The flame beam enveloped the projection of the God of Death from the air with great force, and then penetrated the ground of the auditorium without slowing down at any speed. Finally, it left a large pit as big as a carriage in the ruins on the ground, and it was bottomless!

The projection of the God of Death was completely melted into the flames.

"Has he been eliminated?" Helena looked at Xiwen with some uncertainty and asked softly.

"Don't worry, the projection of the God of Death has been completely eliminated, and our mission has been completed." Xiwen looked at the space in front of him where there was no longer any fluctuation in the power of the Demon God, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he fell into a trance and collapsed.

"What's wrong with you, Stephen?" Helena quickly caught Xiwen's light and transparent body and asked eagerly.

"It's okay. I used too many illegal spells this time and I'm just a little exhausted." Xiwen leaned in Helena's arms and said lazily.

"Now help me go over there and see how Dumbledore and the others are doing."

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At this time, on the other side of the auditorium, the battle was obviously more intense.

In the mirror space, a large hole was opened in the thick wall of the Hogwarts auditorium near the staff seats. Behind the large hole was a black lake that became turbulent under the influence of the fighting between the two parties.

The starlight covering the lake was shattered by the waves, and in turn reflected the black mist that swept across a small half of the sky. The incarnation of the God of Death was flying high in the air, sitting on the suspended throne of bones.

The current battle situation has basically become a one-on-one duel between Dumbledore and the incarnation of death. The other professors were more or less injured. Leaning on the ruins of the wall, Professor Billie and Professor Slughorn simply fought. Treat and dress their wounds.

In addition, the God of Death is now flying in the air, and other professors are not very adapted to fighting in the air, so even the uninjured professors, such as Professor Woflin and Professor Mellors, chose to stand by the Black Lake. Wait and see.

What's more, according to the situation of Dumbledore who is completely serious, there is probably no need for other professors to take action...

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