At this time, Rod was lying in the corner of the counter in a state of exhaustion, with sunken cheeks and dark circles, combined with those empty eyes.... Apparently, the notorious Dark Wizard has also encountered nightmares of his own.

At this time, Rhodes was the only one left in the tavern.....

Grindelwald, who was wiping the wine glass and preparing to close, stopped what he was doing, took out a carton of milk from the refrigerator and pushed it in front of Rod.

"Milk helps you sleep, I asked for this cup." Grindelwald looked at Rod who was languishing at this time, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart, he actually felt a trace of Rod at this time.... The same breath as yourself?

Is it a Horcrux?

Hearing the word 'sleep', Rhodes suddenly sat up from his seat and knocked away the milk in front of him....

"Nope! Don't let me fall asleep! ”

At this time, Rod's eyes were full of fear, as if he recalled some extremely bad memories.

And after a moment, realizing the danger that what he had done might bring to him, Rhodes hurriedly pulled out a bag of gold gallons....

Grindelwald stopped Rhodes from taking out the money, and waved his hand to show that he didn't care, "No, just tell me what happened." Or.... It's something that comes into contact with something...."

Compared with the rules here, Grindelwald at this time was more curious about where the aura contaminated by Rhodes came from.

"I don't know what's going on...."

Just when Rhodes tried to remember, it was like seeing something terrifying in the world, and he kept blocking the light shining on him with his hand, and his whole body was trembling violently....

"Moonshine, moonshine, it's moonshine!! Don't let the moonlight shine on me! As he spoke, Rod kept scratching the skin on his neck with his nails, leaving long strips of wounds one after another.

And under the light, in the blind spot of Grindelwald's perspective, something as slender as a branch also grows and spreads on Rod's shadow....

Grindelwald frowned and looked at Rhodes in front of him, so he couldn't communicate at all....

"Dementorship."

(Warning, abyssofia direct exit)

As if through layers of thick fog like a viscous liquid, Grindelwald came to the deepest part of Rhodes' mind at this time.....

Grindelwald was lying on his back on a fishing boat, and it was calm all around, except for the beeps from the sonar and the rustling of the radio.... Apparently, the engine has stopped turning.

The sea was calm, there were no waves, the moonlight was not enough to penetrate the dense fog around the ship, the only thing that illuminated the area was the dim green light of the sonar.... The lamp, too, is broken.

'Rod shouldn't have enough time to go to sea and come back?' ’

(Switch perspectives below)

'You' try to get up from the board, but the body doesn't make any movement.... It's just a memory, and the bystander can't do actions that don't exist in the memory.

From the depths of the sea came some kind of low, narrow chirp.... The interval between sonar beeps is also slowly shrinking.... Something gigantic is approaching this tiny fishing boat....

I guess it's just a whale or something.....

'You' started to tremble, crawling over to adjust the channel of the broadcast trying to find something else..... But there was only the rustle of the signal.

Suddenly, some men's voices began to be heard on the radio, as if they were singing and praying. 'You' seem to have grasped the last glimmer of hope in your life and began to constantly play with the twist of the adjustment signal, trying to amplify this hope....

Strangely, no matter how much you adjust the channel, the deep voice is always so faint, neither disappearing nor becoming clear.....

The surface of the sea began to gradually become waves, but they were not waves brought by normal sea breezes or currents....

It's disorganized, it's like.... Something far larger than you can imagine is approaching the fishing boat.....

As if to confirm this conjecture, a rhythmic and powerful beating sound began to be heard beneath the sea level. It was the heartbeat of some indescribably gigantic creature far beyond human imagination.....

The beep of the sonar began to grow more and more rapid, and the thing was approaching.

The prayers on the radio began to grow clear and terrifying.....

They were praying for His forgiveness.

Huge waves tens of meters high began to rise on the surface of the sea, and small boats rolled in the sea .... With the sound of a huge stream of water hitting the eardrums, the surroundings seemed to be quiet again.

All you can hear is the sound of your own blood running through your body, and the sound of your heartbeat... Two heartbeats with different beats....

Suddenly, the rapid beeping, the prayers full of madness and fear, these hit 'you' mind again..... And, of course, the low roar that shattered your eardrums...

'You' tried to sing along with those songs, 'you' tried to ask Him for forgiveness, but all you got was sea water poured into 'your' mouth....

Finally, 'you' looked at Him.

'Your' brain couldn't comprehend what it was seeing, and 'you' realized how small it was, even with the ship.

'You' can only faintly see through the moonlight, reflecting your own painful and crazy figure....

The memory came to an abrupt end here....

Maybe it's just a nightmare, maybe it's a prophecy, or maybe it's just a crazy fantasy in Rhodes' head.... But what's the difference?

At this time, Rod fell to the ground on his back in an extremely painful posture, his clothes were wet with water, and his face turned purple and pale at the same time.

A fishy smell unique to seafood comes to the nose, and it is seawater....

Rhodes was drowned .... Inland far from the sea, drowning in the sea in your mind....

A line of water trails on the ground was pieced together into a jumbled sentence, which Rhodes had written with his last strength when he was about to drown in the sea.

【Borgin-Burke Magic Shop】

However, Grindelwald only hastily memorized the name in his mind at this time, and slumped in his chair, his hand constantly patting his cheek, which was also full of seawater....

But this time, it didn't work again.....

Grindelwald's facial features gradually distorted, the corners of his mouth rose sharply, and his eyes were full of madness....

Just when that madness reached its peak and was about to devour Grindelwald, a silver light bloomed from Grindelwald's right eye....

Grindelwald, who had just almost lost his mind, held on to the counter and gasped, constantly taking deep breaths, trying to return his heart rate of breaking 200 to normal....

'The remaining Horcruxes must be found as soon as possible...'

In the depths of Grindelwald's shattered soul, something that is not 'human' is entrenching and encroaching....