"They're definitely coming. ”

On the battleship Scharnhorst, the lights were bright.

A black-robed wizard stared at the table in front of him and said tremblingly.

On the table was a wet stick, a black prickly wand. Several other wizards spun around the table restlessly, like fledglings before a rainstorm.

In the distance, Mance sat indifferently, holding a piece of paper in his hand. The letter had just arrived from the Imperial Wizards Guild in Berlin, and the Guild's top brass had already learned of the disappearance of the three wizards.

Although it was noon, the Atlantic Ocean was pitch black, thick inky clouds hovered low in the sky, and the last rainstorm of summer was coming, and no one could stop it.

"If they come. ”

The black robe repeated loudly, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Mance, "Anker's death has nothing to do with us, understand?"

Mance glanced at him, not bothering.

If this rabble promises benefits, they will flock to it. But when they encounter problems, they will also disperse in a hurry, especially the big problems between life and death.

He has no intention of condemning these people, who are like like and people are grouped. The people who can attract him are naturally people who are similar to him, and to condemn them is undoubtedly to condemn himself. However, it seems that he will have to solve the current crisis before he can continue with his future plans.

"I knew it wasn't going to work. ”

Another wizard said, "I don't want to joke with my future, I'll quit, the previous thing has nothing to do with me, you can do it yourself after that." ”

Mance raised an eyebrow, "Take it easy, my friend." You haven't even found Anker's body, so you are in such a hurry to sentence him dead?"

"But we have found his wand, and it has been a week, and we have been floating on the sea for a week, and without it, I am afraid that even the gods will die of thirst on the sea. ”

"There is no food, he can catch fish, there is no fresh water, he can drink his own urine, there are more ways to survive, even Muggles can live on a shipwrecked plank for more than a month, can't wizards do it?"

"Keep these words for the Kleist family!"

The wizard threw the letter in front of Mance, "As far as I know, they are already on their way. ”

With that, he crackled, and the apparition vanished into the room.

The eerie sea breeze swayed the chandelier in the cabin, and the shadows behind them were like hideous creatures. The rest of the wizards looked at each other, and for a moment they were terrified.

"Is anyone else leaving?"

Mance pointed outside: "It's going to rain." ”

Another wizard stepped forward and gritted his teeth.

"Your plan was very tempting, but after so long, we didn't see any results, not only did we not catch Lemay, but we lost two teammates, so I'm sorry. With that, he also apparitioned and disappeared into thin air.

This move was like toppling the dominoes, and almost all of the black robes vanished into the cabin in an instant. In the end, only one woman in the black robe remained in place, looking at Mance in great embarrassment.

The team fell apart, but Mance did not show any alarm, he slowly got up from his chair, and said to the black robe:

"If you don't have faith, it's good to leave, why bother. ”

"Why don't you go? I mean, aren't you afraid?"

The black-robed woman asked, "That's Athos Kleist, if he gives any order, you may be sent to the most remote colonies, and you will never want to return to the political center of the empire in this life." ”

"Because I think it's manageable. ”

Mance said lightly.

The female black robe shook her head.

"You're overestimating yourself, Mance, you're just a Muggle anyway, and while Lord Grindelwald appreciates your way of doing things and gives you a high level of authority, that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want in the guild.

Now that Dominique is dead in battle and Aldo and Ankel are missing, I think the smartest thing to do would be to go back to Berlin with us and admit our mistakes. ”

The smartest thing to do......

Mance looked at his own reflection on the transparent glass in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly indiscernible with a hint of sarcasm. But the sarcasm was fleeting, and he said gently, "Thank you for your kindness, Ollie, but I've decided to stay on this ship anyway." ”

"Then take care. ”

The female black-robed woman sighed, and the apparition vanished.

In the cabin, which had just been noisy, Mance was the only one left.

Outside the window, the waves rose higher and higher, and even the legendary Scharnhorst swayed and swayed in the waves.

He looked at the empty hall, stretched and walked to the wine shelf casually, poured himself two glasses of wine, sighed, and said to himself:

"If it's really as good as you say, then can you run away?"

As soon as the words fell.

The hall of the cabin resounded with the crackling of apparitions. Several black smoke dissipated into the air, and the black-robed wizards who had left here before had all gone and returned.

It's just that behind the collar of each of them, there is a wizard in a red robe.

One of the red-robed wizards at the front even grabbed one in his left hand and one in his right hand.

There were a few strands of white silk emerging from his neatly trimmed beard, his chest was covered with medals, and his gray eyes were stern and unforgiving. It looks like he is about fifty years old, which is the golden age of wizards.

After landing on the ground, he let go of his hand, and the two captured black robes collapsed to the ground.

He didn't look at them, and stepped over the black robe. Strode to the table in the center of the hall, looked down at the wet black prickly wand on the table, and said in a deep voice:

"No one is allowed to leave until my son is found. ”

......

......

The dream space is vast, with candles like forests and tall buildings lit in the middle, and those candles are bright enough to blind the eyes of humans. Anker's eyes were red and swollen, and he had to get very close to see the three in front of him.

"How do you... It's become like this?" Aldo looked at the hundred-meter-tall giant in front of him in amazement.

"Hah, are you afraid of me?" laughed the one-armed giant Anker, "and there's no shame in that, because I'm a nightmare!"

"What does that mean?"

"My dear, I'm one with it, and it can no longer hurt me in the slightest. ”

Aldo was dumbfounded: "If you can't beat it, join it, you're too real." ”

"I don't mind if you come along, Aldo, and when I kill this guy, I'll let you merge with me, and look like the past. As for you—" His huge mountain head turned to Hoffa, "you...... Did I tell you that I hate dark places?" he lay down in front of Hoffa, his voice full of infinite hatred, "Did I tell you that we should work together to get out of here?"

The breath blew through his hair like a hurricane, and Hoffa leaned against a towering torch in a cold sweat and a pale face. The giant's huge pupils were less than half a meter away from him, and he could clearly see his reflection in them.

He wanted to see Anker die, because this guy was undoubtedly an extremely difficult opponent when he was sober, but he could never have imagined that after entering the dark underground, he would choose to destroy himself and merge with the nightmare.

"Yes, you told me. ”

Nightmare Anker: "I told you that you forced me into the darkness alone, you cruel, ruthless, cold-blooded beast, you selfish, arrogant, vicious bastard!"

"Say yourself?" he gritted his teeth to calm himself, "What's the difference between us?"

Rumble!!

The giant torch behind the three people holding each other was broken by the giant. Rubble flew and charcoal fell from the sky like meteorites. Chloe couldn't take it anymore, she covered her eyes and screamed, "It's over quickly, I can't stand it anymore!"

"Sharp teeth!" roared the giant, "you dare to ask what is the difference between you and me?"

Rumble!!

Another terrifying blow, the giant drew his arm and swept forward, and all the braziers in the open space were smashed to the ground, orange charcoal flew, and the raging fire burned all over the ground in an instant.

Chloe clutched her head and screamed, nearly breaking down as Aldo dragged her to her feet.

"Miss Lemay, go!"

He dragged Chloe into the distance, and Hofa ran in the opposite direction from them. Anker did not hesitate to chase in the direction of Hoffa, who clearly hated Hoffa more than the other two.

"The head of the Muggles is a guest of my family, Grindelwald and my father talked and laughed, and even your headmaster sent gifts when I was born. ”

His huge body easily caught up with Hoffa, and when he raised his hand, he slammed it again, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains. Hofa was tossed high by the shaking of a magnitude 10 earthquake, and he only had time to grab a stone spike flying in the air before Anker stopped him and grabbed him in his hand.

"Say, is there a difference between us?"

He clenched his fists and grabbed Hoffa, the force clamping down on his lower body, the congestion making his face red, and he felt that his intestines might have been squeezed out, or had been squeezed out.

"Loosen up... Or I'm going to..."

"What do you want, Bach?"

"I'm going to pull it on your hand. Hoffa said with difficulty.

The giant let go of his hand slightly, and as soon as Hoffa took a breath, he tightened his palm again, even harder than before. The giant sneered, "Today, even if you are a piece of, I will eat you." ”

"Why bother?" said Hoffa, smiling helplessly and desperately, "Why didn't they know each other before." ”

"Everyone knows from the beginning, but not everyone can be friends, obviously you give Lemay to me, there is nothing at all, but you want to go against me. ”

"Even if I give Lemay to you, can you take her out?" said Hoffa, with difficulty.

"You care about me, I want you to do whatever I want, I can eat as I want, kill as I want, play as I want, grass as I want, why do you want her to do it?"

"Anker, sober up, remember our agreement, you explore the way, I'll take you out. Now I have a little clue. ”

"Where?"

"Go back to reality, Anker. ”

"Hahahaha~" The giant laughed sarcastically: "What is reality, Bach?

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the right arm that had been eaten by himself grew back in an instant, and he pointed to the ground with the new arm.

The charcoal on the ground turned into countless diamonds that sparkled with dazzling light.

He pointed again, and the smoke flying in the air turned into a group of fruit-like beauties, who were bewitching and charming, humming beautiful songs.

Nightmare Aldo pointed out that those beauties turned into plates of bloody delicacies decorated with green leaves in the melodious singing.

"Here, I can do whatever I want, and I am God. Nightmare Anker looked at Hoffa in his hand triumphantly, "Think about how God will torture the devil, will he tear off your balls and stuff them in your mouth, or will you be burned to ashes in the blazing fire?"

He let go of his hand, took Hoffa in his hand, and hung him upside down on the top of the torch.

Tongues of fire licked his back, scorching his hair.

"No, you're not God," Hoffa said in a sweat.

"You've always been so fond of disagreeing. ”

"Unless you prove it to me. Hoffa said.

"What do you want to see?" the nightmare Anker teased as he dipped him in the flames, shaking around, "I don't mind playing with you a little longer." ”

Before he was burned bald, Hoffa yelled. "Can you make a corridor that you can't get into? If you could, I'd recognize what you're accomplished today." That way, even if you want to kill me, I'm convinced!"

Nightmare Anker lifted him from the fire, his red pupils pressed against his face: "Oh, of course I can, Bach!"

He raised his hand and pointed.

A corridor appeared in the vast space, it was deep and dark, and one person was high, leading to the unknown.

"See, now you can die convincingly. ”

Hoffa shook his head: "Nightmares have corrupted your sanity, Anker, if you can't get in yourself, then how can you be an omnipotent god?"

Nightmare Anker was stunned, as if petrified.

Taking advantage of the moment when Anker was confused by this classic paradox, Hoffa pulled out the stone thorn he had picked up earlier and pressed it down, and the stone thorn pierced deep into the nail cover of the nightmare Anker.

The giant cried out in pain and let go of his palm.

Hoffa fell from between his fingers and fell to the ground, his chest tightened and he was short of breath. Before he had time to catch his breath, he rushed to Chloe and Aldo, who were hiding in the corner, pulled Chloe up, and rushed into the corridor that Anker had created.

Aldo looked back in horror at Berserk to Nightmare Ankel, "What a ...... for you"

Not long after the three disappeared into the hallway, Ankel finally regained a shred of his senses.

"Slut, you dare to trick me!"

The entire space was ignited by his rage, and his body became smaller and smaller, but the terrifying momentum continued to rise. He followed the three men in front of him into the narrow hallway.

"Hurry up, run fast!"

In the hallway, Hoffa urged anxiously, occasionally glancing back, the creature crawling behind them, sometimes on the walls, sometimes on the ceiling, like a gecko chasing flies, and behind Ankle, the flames were billowing and burning.