"But why, why have I made so many efforts, struggled for more than a hundred years, but the will of the world finally chose you?!

If there was a wizard who knew Dumbledore well in the room at this time, he would be shocked to find that Dumbledore, who had always been known for his mildness, had completely abandoned his gentle side at this time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The eyes of the people who chose to devour people were round, and the muscles on his face had been twisted together because of the excitement of emotion, and Dumbledore, who was in front of Romon at this time, had fallen into madness.

Slowly stretching out an index finger, Romon just lightly touched Dumbledore's forehead, and Dumbledore, who looked like a madman, instantly stiffened his body.

Luo Meng wiped his hands neatly, took a sip of black tea and shook his head.

"Do you understand the difference in strength we have now? It's really helpless, obviously you said you wanted to tell a story, but you want to do it when you talk about it, I'd better let you sober up first!"

A few minutes later, Romon let go of his suppression of Dumbledore, and the hundred-year-old wizard seemed to have his bones removed and collapsed limply on his seat.

Seeing this, Romon enjoyed this state of a victor very much, and couldn't help but continue to preach.

"It's true that you worked hard, but you seem to have forgotten one thing, this world is not that if you work hard, you will definitely reap the rewards, and many times, people's efforts will be like you today, and you will not get due rewards. ”

Dumbledore asked in a hoarse voice, his blue eyes fixed on Romon's gears and pointers.

"I still want to know, why did the World Will choose you, and what did you do to make the World Will directly ignore my so many years of diligent struggle?"

Romon continued to enjoy the snack prepared by Dumbledore, and contentedly ate a sweet lemon-flavored biscuit into his stomach, and Romon said with a serious face.

"To be honest, I don't know ...... either"

"Perhaps I have brought a new system of power to this world, so that the qualified human beings in this world can step into a higher level of life. Of course, maybe the wizarding system I am promoting is more in line with the ......will of the world than the idea of 'pure-blood wizards and Muggle wizards living in harmony' that you are pursuing."

In the end, Romon himself couldn't help but laugh out loud, just laughing and laughing, Romong's voice was already full of seriousness.

"Dumbledore, even if you are the wisdom of the will of the world, you still have not seen the nature of the will of the world!"

"The nature of the will of the world?" Dumbledore muttered to himself, and then turned his gaze to Romon, hoping that Romon who had given him doubts would also give him an answer.

"The will of the world is high because it represents the world, not an individual in the world. Fundamentally, the so-called wisdom of the will of the world is more appropriately called instinct. ”

"The will of the world will only think about itself, whoever contributes to the development of the world will get the attention of the will of the world, and when a certain race or civilization can not continue to make the world grow and develop, then it will not hesitate to give up this civilization. ”

"And your situation is similar to what I said, you can't contribute more to this world, on the contrary, your persistence will hinder the wizarding civilization I plan a little bit, then it is not very surprising that the will of the world will give up on you......"

The gears and pointer-like eyes spun rapidly as Romon spoke, and by the time Romon finished speaking, Romon's two eyes, which were fused with ninth-level weapon parts, had already flown out of his eye sockets, revealing two seeping hollows in front of Dumbledore's eyes.

"Today's conversation has been going on for so long, I think it's time to end......"

The two 'holes' staring at Dumbledore without the slightest blood oozing, and Romon didn't seem to care at all how oozing his appearance was at this moment.

"Hmm, how are you going to kill me, decapitate me in front of my teachers and students at Hogwarts, or burn me with flames?"

Dumbledore talked about his death with an indifferent face, and when Romon advanced to a first-level wizard, the desperate power gap made Dumbledore not even have the idea of resisting.

"You don't have to worry about this, just die in peace, this world will make it stronger under my leadership, and the glory of wizard civilization will start from here. And you will be the key to my new journey!"

The gears and hands shimmered in mid-air with a dazzling white light, and under the white light, Dumbledore seemed to have completely frozen his soul.

Unbeknownst to the many wizards outside Hogwarts, their headmaster, known as the greatest white wizard of the century, was already dying in his arms, and they naively wanted to wait for Dumbledore to bring them news that the wizarding army of the Bone Tower could withdraw from Hogwarts Castle.

"Since you yourself are the essence of the world, although you can't reabsorb your share of the essence of the world, you can still process it......"

With a smile on his face, he watched Dumbledore melt away little by little in the white light, and the smile on the corner of Romon became brighter and brighter.

When Dumbledore's body completely dissipated, a cloud of illusory gas appeared in front of Lomon, and as soon as Romon moved, the gears and pointers were thrown into the illusory gas.

"That's right, that's it, sensing the breath of these two ninth-level weapon fragments, and looking for other worlds with fragment breath......"

Looking at the illusory gas that had not changed in the slightest, Luo Meng's expression stiffened a little, and he shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, the share of the marrow of the world is not enough, then I will ask for another ......"

"To find the world closest to this world, I need a key to that world......"

Under Rommon's gaze, the illusory white gas gradually condensed, forming a slightly illusory musket shape, but it was never able to completely condense into a solid body, which made Romon frown.

"I just need the coordinates of that world, this time it should be okay, right?!"

The illusory musket seemed to hear Romon's words, and quickly collected all the white illusory gases, and an old musket the size of a palm appeared in front of Romon, which was held in Romon's hand.

Seeing this, Romon finally smiled, but after the old musket appeared, the gears and hands that had been injected with illusory gas seemed to lose their luster, and flew back into Romon in a daze.

Blinking slightly, ignoring the two streaks of blood left from his eyes, Romon looked at the darkness in front of him, subconsciously touched his nose, and closed his eyes very simply.

"Looks like we're going to have to recuperate for a while......"