With the appearance of the Grim Reaper incarnation, the battle in the mirror space has become more and more intense.

The professors surrounded the avatar of the god of death, countless spells shot back and forth in the mirror space, and the dark spell of the god of death was also vividly displayed in the hands of the avatar.

Dumbledore had almost single-handedly blocked most of the dark spells of the Death Incarnate, and still had the extra strength to fight back. The other professors were more than a step behind, most of them had to be extremely careful to dodge the intractable spells, and only occasionally seized the opportunity to attack.

Luckily, there are also two masters of potions and herbology, Professor Slughorn and Professor Billley, who have a large supply of potions and are able to deal with some of the professors' injuries or loss of strength in time.

The Grim Reaper probably attached great importance to the Deathly Hallows Invisibility Cloak, and the projection that had become very illusory also came to Xiwen's side at some point, and he was at odds with the manipulated Barrow, and jointly launched an attack on Xiwen.

Xiwen only had one Divine Sword of Emperor Weishan in his hand, and he couldn't help but be a little scramble in the face of two illusory scythes at the same time.

Helena watched extremely anxiously from the side, but she was trying her best to expel the spatial rift brought by the Grim Reaper out of the mirror space, and she couldn't free her hand for a while.

Sivan caught a glimpse of Helena's anxious look during the fight, and took the time to turn to her and shout, "I have no problem here, keep what you have to do, Helena!" ”

As he spoke, Xiwen summoned a regular hexagonal matrix filled with arcane runes in front of him. Then a golden-red, metallic hook scythe suddenly emerged from the matrix, and was held tightly in Xiwen's vacant left hand.

The Hook of Hoggs, once used in the Albanian Forest, has been summoned again!

Xiwen flew backwards for a distance of dozens of feet, raised his right hand to hold the Holy Sword of the Mighty Emperor in front of him, and with his left hand, he erected the hook of Hoggs next to the golden-red blade, forming a cross-shaped starting hand pose.

"Let's try it again now, we have the same number of weapons." He said coldly.

"Your spells are bells and whistles." The Grim Reaper smiled lowly, and there was no trace of warmth in his laughter. "Then let me see if your strength is as good as your appearance!"

In the next moment, the projections of Barrow and the Grim Reaper slashed at Xiwen from two different directions, both with scythes in hand.

Shewin took a deep breath and delicately carried the hook and sickle behind his back with his left hand, using the angle between the blade and the head of the spear to frame the scythe in Barrow's hand. Immediately, the Divine Sword of Emperor Weishan in his right hand quickly picked up the hilt of the scythe projected by the Grim Reaper, and then slashed the blade along the long pole of the hilt towards the position of the Grim Reaper's hands.

Seeing that the situation was not good for him, the Grim Reaper hurriedly pushed the scythe to the side, interrupting Xiwen's attack, and then quickly withdrew his hand.

Just as the Grim Reaper withdrew the scythe in his hand, the corners of Xiwen's mouth quietly hooked an arc.

It turns out that his real target is not the projection of death at all, but the manipulated bloody man Barrow on the other side!

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Suddenly, the hook of Xiwen's left hand pressed downward, revealing Barrow's face and his scarlet eyes. The next moment, Xiwen's eyes suddenly lit up with two bright yellow rays of light - the Trinity Spell of the Weishan Emperor System, the Birth Eye (Exiz-Tenz Eyes)!

Controlled by the Grim Reaper, Barrow suddenly felt that all the power in his body could not be used, as if at that moment, he had lost all the power from the Grim Reaper and returned to an ordinary ghost.

At the same time, Xiwen suddenly danced the hook and sickle in his left hand.

He first pressed down the scythe phantom in Barrow's hand that had lost its power, and then raised his hand with a fierce sweep, cutting Barrow's transparent body in half in an instant!

With a pained expression on his face, Barrow lay stiff in the air like a dead body.

"It's a pity that the hook of Hoggs is not a product of the demon god, and it doesn't contain much power against the soul." The yellow light in Xiwen's eyes slowly dissipated, and he couldn't help but sigh regretfully when he saw that the power of death in Barrow's body began to gradually glue his broken body in half again.

At this time, the Grim Reaper Phantom behind Xiwen also reacted, and the red glint in his eyes revealed some annoyance and anger after being calculated.

He fiercely swung the scythe in his hand, and a purple-black blade of light shot out from where the scythe swung, and as soon as it appeared, it already felt like it was tearing through space.

Xiwen's eyes froze, and he abruptly threw out the hook of Hoggs and the sacred sword of the Weishan Emperor, and sealed his free hands again.

Immediately, a red circle quietly appeared in front of him.

Countless weapon phantoms with sharp blades emerged from the circle, and these endless blades even wrapped the hook and scythe and holy sword that had just been thrown by Xiwen, and finally turned into a violent storm that soared upward, and was instantly entangled with the purple-black blade of light.

It's Sarnios' Storm of Swords!

Surrounded by countless sharp blades, the purple-black blades only supported for a moment before they were torn into flocculent fragments of light, scattered everywhere, and finally turned into mist and disappeared.

And the boundless blade in the storm did not stop in the slightest after destroying the light blade, and slammed into the death projection in front of it unabatedly.

Countless tableware, countless tables and chairs, and countless Halloween decorations replicated in the mirror space were indiscriminately torn apart by this storm of blades. Broken cutlery, powdered pumpkin foam, and wood chips from tables and chairs flew all over the sky, and the dust was clouded with dust and chaos.

Suddenly, it was impossible to tell where the ceiling was in this space and where was the floor of the auditorium.

Xiwen gasped a little tiredly in the dust, staring at the storm of blades that slowly dissipated.

The dust cleared, and a figure half-kneeling in the ruins was revealed in front of him—

The cloak behind his back was rotten into strips, and the mist that had been covering his face was extremely thin, and there was a faint feeling of looming in that face that had not been revealed so far.

This projection of the Grim Reaper has obviously become the end of the powerful crossbow, and the figure is extremely illusory, and the phantom of the sickle in his hand has completely disappeared.

"I wonder how much burden will it put on your ontology by destroying this projection of yours?" Shivin asked softly as he floated wearily to the embarrassed projection of the Grim Reaper.

At the same time, the power of the next spell slowly accumulated in his hand, ready to completely annihilate this projection here.

"Snort." The Grim Reaper didn't care about Xiwen's movements, but sneered.

"You may be strong, but your flaws are also quite big." He suddenly asked coldly in a deep voice. "You must care about the woman over there who controls this space, Mr. Strange?"

"If we take that woman hostage, I wonder if you will voluntarily hand over the Deathly Hallows?"

Xiwen was startled, and immediately looked up at Helena's position.

At this time, Helena's movements were stiff and suspended above the Great Hall, and beside her neck, there was an evil scythe phantom standing silently in the air, and the end of the handle of the scythe was held in the hand of Barrow, the bloody man, who had barely glued his body together.

"Let go of Helena!"

Seeing this scene, Xiwen's mind immediately became confused, and he shouted loudly.

"Just hand over the Cloak of Invisibility and we'll let this lady go in no time." The Grim Reaper smiled grimly, looked up at Xiwen and said. "Don't worry, I've always been very trustworthy and do what I say."

"Stephen, don't give him the Deathly Hallows!" Helena hurriedly shouted. "I'm just a soul, and I won't have to be fine!"

"She's just making a fool of herself." The Grim Reaper's mood did not fluctuate in the slightest, and then he said to Xiwen. "I guess you can feel the soul-targeting power contained in this scythe, right?"

Xiwen's face became extremely struggling.

Neither handing over the Deathly Hallows nor allowing Helena to be harmed was an option he could accept.

"Still hesitating? It seems that you don't know the damage of my scythe to the soul without trying. Death shook his head and said slowly. In that case, let this lady try the power of the Scythe of Death! ”

As his words fell, Barrow raised his scythe.

However, in the next moment, the scarlet light in Barrow's eyes flickered violently, and the scythe in his hand stopped in the air!

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