On the outskirts of Hogwarts, the fighting continues to expand.

On the plains beyond the Black Lake, in the middle of the battlefield, Aberforth and a group of traditional wizards gathered back to back, some with curly bladed swords, others with empty quivers, others with blood-dripping wands, wet blood all over their bodies.

They stood on top of piles of Squib Corpses, and kept shooting spells at the Squib Soldiers who came to attack them. Despite the fact that so many people had been killed, a steady stream of soldiers continued to come, as if there was no end in sight.

Gradually, some of the wizards led by Aberforth could no longer support them, and they either fell to the ground, stabbed into meat sauce with bayonets by the Squib soldiers. Or bullets that have been smashed into a sieve.

The ant-colony soldier wrapped up Aberforth, and having exhausted his mana, he dropped his wand, and with his broadsword in both hands, he rushed towards the Squib soldier in a desperate manner.

Suddenly, a green spell rained down from the sky, killing all the soldiers surrounding Aberforth.

When I looked up, it turned out to be a large group of cloaked wizards riding on broomsticks, led by a tall and indifferent woman, quickly skimming through the sky and firing spells downward.

When Aberforth saw this, he couldn't help but wipe the blood from his face and laughed.

Ossivia took Durmstrang's wizard on a broomstick and formed a phalanx, they acted in unison and orderly, each holding a shield charm, together forming a triangular shield phalanx, shuttling back and forth from the head of the Squib army, the wand in his hand firing a green death spell, and the phalanx of the Squib army was cleaned back and forth.

On the other side of the battlefield, closer to Hogwarts Castle, Olim flew over the huge shield that protected Hogwarts Castle with a dozen wizards on Beauxbatons' massive flying white horse. Constantly shooting spells with his wand, bombarding Muggle planes that are constantly weaving and attacking the shield charm.

And on the outskirts of the battlefield, there is no place for the war to spread for the time being. Dumbledore stretched out his wand and pointed to the sky. Dark clouds are rapidly gathering in the sky, obscuring the otherwise clear night sky.

And Hogwarts' Potions professor Slughorn was directing one wizard after another to move the vasks to Dumbledore, and they opened the barrels, which were full of Forgotten Elixirs.

Dumbledore looked at the dark clouds gathering in the sky and the stalemate battlefield, with the addition of Wizard Durmstrand, the attack of the Squib soldiers seemed to be temporarily stopped, this state made Dumbledore breathe a sigh of relief, as long as the Forgetting Potion turned into a rain cloud, let the Forgetting Potion fall on the heads of those Squib soldiers, this terrible battle may be over for a short time.

If nothing happens.

However, a huge figure slowly poked out of the cloudy sky, and the appearance of that figure made Dumbledore tremble slightly. His heart sank quickly, and no matter how much he didn't want the variables to appear, the variables still appeared.

There were two small figures beside the huge figure, and the figure in his hand was so familiar that Dumbledore took his wand and trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes in pain.

"Principal Romanova, what's that!?"

A Durmstrang wizard suddenly pointed to the sky.

Ossivia looked up, her face quickly turning pale, she pursed her lips, and did not speak.

On the other side, Olim, who was riding on a heavenly horse to prevent Muggle planes from invading Hogwarts School, also noticed the transparent monster that inexplicably appeared in the clouds, and also saw two small figures next to the huge figure, and immediately exclaimed, "Bach senior!"

In the trench, Aberforth, who was washing the blood from his eyes with water, suddenly stopped what he was doing, and the water bag in his hand fell to the ground silently. He held the great sword and stared blankly at the sky, the moment when the miracle appeared.

In the middle of the battlefield, the artillery fire suddenly stopped. The wizard and the squib looked up in unison, with inexplicable fear and uneasiness, and saw for the first time the embodiment of the rules of this world.

Floating in the sky was a transparent and huge creature, it emerged from the clouds, its body was dotted with stars, and its face was full of starlight, unlike its previous appearances, this time it was more elegant than any of its previous appearances, like a woman dressed up for a ball, its face was no longer as hideous and terrifying as it had been, it no longer had so many tentacles and spikes, and it even had an indescribable dreamy beauty in its eyes.

It stretched out its slender fingers, long ends of its hair swept over each face, and with a psychedelic expression and gesture, it held Sylby and Hoffa in the palm of its hand.

Floating in the air, Sylby raised his head slightly, looking at the huge deity holding himself behind him. Unlike the awe of others, Sylby had only contempt and indifference in his eyes at this moment.

"Nightmare God? ”

He asked faintly, as if he were a servant.

"What did you just say? You're going to chase the apex, aren't you?"

There was strange curiosity in the nightmare god's eyes, and it tilted its head one hundred and eighty degrees, and the face on its head kept changing.

"Yes, you've been watching the show for so long, keep watching. ”

Sylby said indifferently.

"No, no, no," the Nightmare God waved his fingers continuously, and smiled, "I'm not going to watch a game that loses suspense." Hofabach has been defeated, and the game has lost uncertainty for me. You know, I don't like this kind of thing. ”

A sneering smile flashed across the corners of Sylby's lips, who had regained his apex strength, and he slowly floated into the air with Hoffa, facing the huge, transparent creature in the air.

"I'm busy destroying the world, I'll talk about it later. He spat out a few words calmly.

"Don't you hear what I'm saying? That's something you're absolutely sure you can do, and I'm not interested in that kind of thing. The God of Nightmares said.

"So what?"

Sylby tilted his head and asked with interest, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Sylby, you know, as a god, what I do best is treat everyone equally. Just as Hofabach was able to kill you without any suspense, I showed up to help you. Since you have such a clear goal, it's a pity. I think I'm going to have to put you in a trial. The god of nightmares said regretfully but happily.

"Trial? Sylby chuckled as if he had heard some great joke, his shoulders swaying.

"That's right, like the trial I once arranged for this Hofabach, you can only move forward if you get past this trial. Otherwise."

"Hahahahaha!"

Sylby couldn't hold back his wild laughter any longer. interrupted the nightmare god's chatter.

The wild laughter stopped suddenly, and Sylby bowed his head gloomily: "Have you finished speaking?"

The god of nightmares was stunned.

Then it found itself unable to move.

In the air, two huge arms stretched out from behind Sylby's back, arms that were completely transparent like its body. It was an arm that had been turned into a mental force field.

Hofa's eyes widened, looking at the two huge transparent arms that appeared in the air, such a huge spiritual force field was almost unheard of, this spiritual power had no material support at all, and even no magic power as a material, so it appeared in reality out of thin air. He had never seen a wizard who could condense his spirit to such an extent.

The god of nightmares couldn't move under the grip of those two transparent arms. Realizing what the villain in front of it was trying to do, it writhed wildly and struggled, making a rumbling thunder sound-—— "Sylby Spencer! What are you going to do!?"

"Give me a trial? What are you kidding, do you deserve it!"

Sylby said coldly: "Now, it seems that someone is not clear about his position!"

Then, with a loud roar!

Two transparent arms twisted the huge body of the Nightmare God, tearing frantically to both sides, under the influence of the surging will.

The transparent body of the god was directly torn apart! The huge, transparent, beautiful, and dreamy body turned into a chaotic spiritual storm under the huge spiritual force field, sweeping the entire battlefield.

The nightmare god's painful wail distorted, and the even more distorted mental force field made the countless Squib soldiers present bleeding from their noses, their eyes white, and they were shocked by the living shock, and their seven orifices bled to death.

Those wizards who were not strong enough mentally covered their heads and let out one scream after another, only to feel that there were countless knives in their brains that were constantly cutting and spinning.

Even the wizards with strong mental power could not withstand this crazy force, their faces were pale, their expressions numb as they watched the unimaginable scene in the sky, unable to breathe or move.

"You hurt the gods!"

The Nightmare God roared and looked at his body, "How dare you hurt the gods!?"

"It's not the first time you've been hurt. ”

With a wave of one hand, Sylby completely dispersed the Nightmare God's spirit with a frenzied force, and then, with a single pull, an incomparable suction force came from the palm of his hand.

After the spirit body collapsed, the body of the nightmare god fell from the sky, and the little octopus in the glass ball appeared in Sylby's hand, he looked at the little octopus in the glass ball, and sneered coldly: "From beginning to end, you are just a tool for me, and the tool must have the consciousness of the tool, and you have to say that you are not ashamed to test me, are you worthy?"

With that, Sylby stretched out two magic hands behind him, arms made entirely of magic that held the reality of the Nightmare God. Crazy hard pinching. The glass ball shattered, and Sylby squeezed wildly with one hand.

"Ah!!!!h

With an invisible, sharp wail.

It was the screams of the gods.

The collapse of the mental force field plunged the whole world into a dead silence, uncertainty even completely dissipated at this moment, no more war, no more chaos, no more conflict, no more trading, no more art, no more magic, no more witchcraft, and even the stock market no longer fluctuated, it became a horizontal line.

Sylby squeezed out the Nightmare God's eyeballs, and thick black-purple blood rolled down.

In the whole world, only Sylby's voice remained.

"What do you think you are, and you deserve to be tested by me!!Die!!"

With his roar. The demon hand behind it tore the nightmare god in half and slammed it to the ground.

In this way, he was not even satisfied, and carried Hoffa down from the sky, stood next to the remnants of the nightmare god, put his hand into his waist, and kept moving.

"Gods can bleed, it's nothing." The wreckage of the Nightmare God fell to the ground and muttered weakly, "But your test is predestined"

The god of nightmares couldn't say any more.

Yi.

With a graceful arc

For a golden column of warm water fell on the remnants of the Nightmare God.

Yi.

The water is so majestic.

"Don't you like to be uncertain? Now, like?"

Sylby asked coldly, shaking it.

Accompanied by the sound of the water rushing and clattering.

The Nightmare God's scattered eyeballs gradually lost their luster in the shock.

It was trillions of years since he was God

Never endured

【Odd!】

[Shame!]

【Big!】

[Humiliation!]

Look at the man who unscrupulously pees on the body of the gods in the holy place of wizards, the man who carries the legendary wizard Hofabach. All the artillery fire had stopped, and all that was left of the world was the incessant rattle.

When Sylby finished urinating, he stepped over the octopus's carcass and mercilessly trampled it into the filth.

He carried Hofabach, his pants untied, and his stone hands on his head, and walked step by step to the shadows of wizards standing dumbly outside Hogwarts, the monstrous flames burning above him.

He faced the thousands of wizards alone, raised the young man in his hand, and said coldly: "This is the legendary wizard you have high hopes for, look at his weak expression at the moment, look at his bruised appearance, look at your last fortress." ”

He threw Hoffa with all his might.

A wall of crosses appeared in the air, and in flight, Hoffa was nailed to the wall by a black thorn.

"Come on, take a good look!"

Sylby said to Hoffa, "Enjoy. ”

(End of chapter)