Chapter 466 Balance Deformation

The snake is already an animal that has evolved to the extreme in nature, and the basilisk is an extreme magical beast specially cultivated by the dark wizard, and its power is not something anyone can underestimate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the basilisk is not a wizard after all, and even with the wisdom of a wizard, it is still confined to the body of the basilisk.

Poisonous mist, fangs, death gaze, evil aura, invulnerable body impact, speed of coming and going across the earth, pervasive attacks, these are already all the means of the basilisk. The basilisk could not get out of these frames by any means.

George's giant ape form is not only like this, but with an upright body and free hands, it has an advantage that is difficult for any other beast to match.

The thousand-pound giant stick gives the giant ape a terrifying destructive power, even without venom and fangs, it is enough to make the spirit of all things in front of him, who has no weakness, have the ability to deal with any change.

The situation is still the same, even in the face of Voldemort's unprecedented demonic basilisk, George still has the upper hand. But there was no ease on his face either, and the battle was extremely difficult.

The invulnerable basilisk is already difficult to deal with, and the basilisk with the wisdom of a wizard has become a real demon. The abundant magic power and terrifying vitality make the demon basilisk seem to have turned into an unreasonable undead life.

In his second year, he was able to deal with the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets with ease. In the end, with the help of the wizard's crushing of the beast's wisdom.

In the face of unintelligent beasts, he is a heavily armed hunter, a far-sighted wizard. Just a mire, a gravity, a debilitating spell, a few ice spells.

In just a minute, the basilisk became a treasure in his pocket.

The battle now is completely different from the previous hunt, and the prey has become the same experienced hunter, the experienced wizard.

Voldemort's demonic basilisk, transformed into the earth, like a darling of the earth, he walked through the earth as if he were in his own mud pool. The method used to deal with the secret room basilisk has no meaning at all for the demonic basilisk incarnated by Voldemort.

The basilisk's abundant magic, under the control of the wizard's wisdom, becomes a terrifying resilience that can cope with any situation.

The thousand-pound giant stick wielded with all his strength was like the bombardment of bombs, which was enough to shatter the rocks.

If it was the Hungarian tree peak in the Triwizard Tournament, it would only take George a few sticks to go down and make sure that the most powerful wild dragon would also have its skin and flesh open, and its internal organs would bleed. After a few sticks, he can easily carry the sticks and prepare the firewood to barbecue the wild dragon.

But now, he didn't know that he had wielded hundreds of sticks, each one as powerful as a spell. This bombardment, like a bomb, against this immortal demon basilisk, but it was like hitting the layers of cowhides, as if hitting the vast and infinite earth.

The demon basilisk will still be injured, it will still bleed, this thousand pounds of giant stick is not easily blocked by any living thing, and each stick of George makes the demon basilisk, the scales fall off, and the flesh and blood splatter.

But the demonic basilisk seemed to have turned into an undead creature, and its wounds healed quickly under its abundant magic. When the heavy bombardment hit the demonic basilisk's body, the condensed power was dispersed by the abundant magic power, and transmitted to its muscles like flowing water.

George was like hitting a baseball that would never break, and the whole maze was collapsing and shattering as they collided, hit, and shattered.

Boom, boom, boom, explosion.

The battle became a complete war of attrition, as if it would not stop.

Even George didn't know how long the battle would last. Whether he ran out of mana and couldn't support it, or whether the demonic basilisk's magic power was exhausted in his attack, everything was unknown.

He couldn't help but look forward to it, "I wonder if Harry and they noticed that flaw in Voldemort, if they can find that flaw, this battle can be won." ”

The teachers and students in the stands were in endless panic, the battle had been going on for a long time, and they could not see anything, they could not touch anything. I only saw that the walls of the labyrinth were constantly shattering and collapsing.

Smoke and dust billowed and covered the entire labyrinth.

The huge labyrinth, the hedges of more than twenty feet, at this time are like a battlefield full of artillery fire. Only the constant roar reminded them that the battle continued.

Most of the labyrinth had collapsed, and from a long distance, they could even see a vague figure looming in the smoke and dust in the dark night, like a demon.

Every impact hit their hearts, and every collision echoed in their minds.

"Bang, bang, bang"

The battle continues, everyone is expecting, and George hasn't lost yet.

"Knock, knock, knock"

The battle continues, everyone is terrified, George has not won yet.

The explosions and roars felt like they would never stop, like clocks, striking at everyone's hearts.

They didn't know whether to pray for the battle to continue, or for it to end sooner. It was clear to everyone that once the explosions and roars stopped, everything would be revealed.

The answer and the answer will be revealed without reservation and without choice. Will the winner be George, or Voldemort. Is it the hero who defeats the demon king and saves the world, or the demon king who wins and the demon land descends to the world.

Will everything continue to be as it was before, or will the world change completely, and even good and evil will be defined by Voldemort.

"Boom, boom, boom,"

An unexpected snort suddenly appeared in everyone's ears.

The crowing of a rooster was like a meteor piercing the night, resounding through the night sky. The sound of chirping came from the labyrinth, and along the labyrinth, it was transmitted to the whole world.

A red glow rises on the eastern horizon, which stains the lake and brings warmth to the whole world.

The loud crowing of the rooster, in accordance with the cry of the sun, enveloped the whole world, muffling the roar of the labyrinth.

"Yes, that's it, go on, go on. Hermione clapped her hands, pointed at Harry, and said cheerfully, "Let it keep barking, don't stop." ”

Five majestic roosters were being chased by Harry, forced to croak one after another.

"The explosion seems to be a little smaller. Harry muttered as he chased the big roosters, his ears wide open to discern the distant sound of battle from the crowing of the roosters.

"Don't stop, don't give Voldemort any chance. ”

(To be continued.) )