The Three House Demons have literally escaped the star system at the speed of light, but humanity's troubles are far from over.

The first is the moon, which has left its original orbit and wandered in space.

Li Ang called the central brain on the ground of the moon, first ordered the helium three-core fusion reactor to operate at full capacity to supply energy to the plasma light column tower, and then slowly pushed the moon towards the direction of the earth.

Ten months later, the Moon is expected to reconnect with Earth and be captured by the latter's gravity.

This gravitational capture is not so easy, because the steel towers that rise above the ground affect the weight balance of the moon itself, and the beams of high-energy particles of Dormammu evaporate part of the moon's mass.

In this case, it is unrealistic to put the moon into the Earth-Moon orbit as before, and the central intelligent brain must accurately adjust the strength and angle in order to make the moon "smoothly" cut into the earth's gravitational range and become the latter's satellite again.

The gravitational force at the astral level is too strong for human beings, and just when the moon left the Earth-Moon orbit just now, the tidal force that suddenly disappeared set off raging waves on the earth's sea.

Thanks to memes, the company has been preparing for a long time, and hundreds of millions of mechanical octopuses have laid anchors at the bottom of the oceans, reinforcing the oceans, and stabilizing the stormy seas - at least not so that the coastal areas of the world will not be completely destroyed.

In addition, a doctor named Bane in the school city also supervised his adopted daughter Saya, laying a carpet of flesh and blood at the bottom of various oceans to imitate the tidal force, create waves, and stabilize the earth's meteorological environment.

On the whole, except for ten months when people could not enjoy the hazy moonlight, this catastrophe that affected all mankind was barely passed.

It's also quite dark humorous, the two exotic gods who plan to devour the earth, Dormammu or the Three Palaces Demon, have not caused much harm to the earth or humans from beginning to end, and it is the humans themselves who really cause chaos and killing.

The cone nebula fell from the sky, providing a breeding ground for eschatology to breed and spread, and some unsightly underground sects sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and the mentally broken crowd vented on a large scale, causing a lot of damage in just a few hours.

Maintaining order in the aftermath of a disaster is not an easy task for any country in the world, especially those in Europa.

Dozens of secret combat teams in the school city have successfully destroyed many strongholds of the blood clan in Europe, killing a number of powerful blood clan masters.

The disappearance of the Thirteen Clans of the Bloodline panicked the top European bureaucrats, accustomed to receiving orders, and these elite politicians, after a brief moment of panic, immediately realized that their opportunity had come.

No matter who or what force wiped out the blood clan, elite politicians are indispensable to the ruling class, and after the disappearance of the blood clan, the power vacuum formed will always have someone to top it.

However, to their surprise, no one came to contact them. The forces that killed the blood clan silently withdrew from the continent of Europa, quite a kind of thing to wipe off their clothes, and the meaning of merit and fame was deeply hidden.

That's not to say that memetic companies are really internationalists who do good deeds without leaving a name, whether it's the bloods who lead beasts and cannibals, or the Europa politicians who fight for tigers, they will eventually be punished as they deserve, it's just a matter of time.

London, United Kingdom.

Dressed in Vendetta uniforms, Constantine and Harry Potter stand on the top floor of the dilapidated Houses of Parliament, looking down at the city of London, which hosted the fortunes of the British Empire.

The torrential rain gradually stopped, and the moist water vapor as usual pulled up a thin light mist. The rich, pungent smoke hides itself viciously, blending in with the light mist.

The wreckage of tall buildings lying on the ground resembles the corpses of giants, and ants weave through the streets, either with the help of tools or manual labor, removing pieces of reinforced concrete and digging out the survivors who whisper and whimper.

The grizzled crowd was silent, and the uniform of the V-shaped vendetta team resembled the suit worn at the funeral.

The mood of sorrow and sadness crept in, and without the joy of overthrowing the enemy, without the glory of achieving great things, the people of the city of London were so mechanically busy dealing with the post-war wounds.

"Any passion, no matter how intense it may be, will gradually wear out in the difficult journey."

Konstantin gave his own comments lightly.

Harry Potter lowered his eyes with some sadness, and he had personally participated in the planning of the November 5th operation, but at this moment he had lost his original passion.

With a casual wave of his wand, a humanoid object wrapped in cloth slowly floated onto the roof of the Empire State Building.

Lying in the package was none other than Lord Voldemort.

According to Harry Potter's original plan, he will give an impassioned speech on the top floor of the Empire State Building, encouraging the people of London to shout "Voldemort" in the name of "Voldemort", and through the disturbance of his real name, Voldemort will be publicly executed to comfort the souls of his parents.

However, the devastation of the war had taken him from interest, and an inexplicable sense of guilt crept over Harry, forcing him to draw his wand with a blank face, point to the humanoid package, and whisper, "Avada for his life." ”

Dark green arc lightning spilled out from Mo Zhangjun's tip, slashing straight into the wriggling humanoid wrap.

With the unforgivable curse strengthened by the magic net of the North Sea, Voldemort's soul fluctuations can be used to find his Horcruxes buried all over the United Kingdom, and simply kill them all together.

In an instant, the package stopped and trembled, and the Dark Lord, who had ruled the London wizarding world for decades by fear, died in the sky above the Houses of Parliament.

Harry Potter flicked his wand, and Voldemort's body disintegrated into splinters, and the dripping blood was pulled by gravity and fell downward.

"Done?"

Konstantin glanced at Harry in a state of distraction, and said indifferently, "Let's go." ”

The two floated down from the top of the Capitol to a pothole below.

In the pit, Dumbledore and the raven stood there as if they had lost their souls.

"Harry...."Dumbledore came back to his senses, the old man with the name of the strongest white wizard could tell that Harry's wand had just used the Avada Death Charm, "You shouldn't have done that. ”

"So what should I do?" Harry pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and said calmly, "After the death of both my parents, you sent me to the Dursleys, so that I grew up in an unhealthy family environment of abuse and discrimination, and all you did was to watch from the sidelines, expecting the prophesied 'savior' to maintain a fiery and innocent heart.

If I'm unfortunate enough to be 'crooked,' I'm afraid you'll not hesitate to abandon me and seek Neville as the savior, right?" ”

Albus Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then said hoarsely, "Not really, Harry, only suffering can make a resilient and strong soul......"

"That's enough, Dumbledore." Harry smiled nonchalantly, "You know, I killed Voldemort with ease, and with a single spell of death, he was wiped out as a corpse.

There is no bullshit wizarding war, no pompous prophecy, the wizarding order you identify with, worthless in my eyes. ”

"What do you want to do?"

"I'm going to build a new system where ordinary people in Britain and even in Europa can really understand everything about the mystical world."

Harry said indifferently, turning his gaze to the raven, "But before that, Lord Leon wants to see you by name. ”