"Has the weather changed?"

Lucius looked up.

Today was a rare good day, but after a few seconds, it became dark.

Muggles in the distance also noticed the scene.

"What's going on?" The technician slapped the flickering device and wondered, "There shouldn't be any thunderstorms today."

Muggles have mastered the snooping of the weather.

But today, this technology has failed, and suddenly changed face.

"There's a distraction!" The technician's face was solemn, "It's a strong energy fluctuation that is interfering with all the instruments."

Sweat ran down his face as he tried to redeem it with his technique.

"Oh no, all the equipment on board is dead."

"Why is this happening?"

The top agents panicked.

They are in the middle of the ocean, and the failure of the equipment means that they have lost power.

If no one comes to save them, they will most likely be trapped here.

In contrast to their panic, Mycroft silently looked up.

Rolling lightning streaked across the sky on that huge dark cloud.

Electromagnetic interference is the failure of the instrument.

They think they are the masters, but in the face of this ability to manipulate nature, they have become as powerless as the era when Ru Mao drank blood.

The sky condensed in the middle of the clouds.

Followed by.

Huge albatross swirls thunder and lightning and descend from the sky like gods.

John held up his Elder Wand and laughed.

"It's my turn, Dumbledore."

As a gift in return for nearly being killed, John's wings spread.

The thunder and lightning wrapped around his body, condensed into pillars of light that pierced the darkness and fell from the sky.

Under the high temperature, thunder and lightning are invincible.

Dumbledore erected a barrier and was struck by the Ray Teletross Tenross.

Electromagnetism is abnormally active.

Centered on Nürmungard.

This electromagnetic anomaly spreads out.

City dwellers by the sea, at this moment the power went out.

Even the huge facilities that were in operation stopped.

The next moment.

The fierce wind overtook the previous one, and Newmengard spread out a huge wave.

As the waves went away, the waves had formed ten meters in size.

"Hold on, everybody!"

The good agent roared and ran towards Mycroft.

The waves rushed towards them, lifting the cruise ship in front of it.

The presence of wizards and wizards has caused the Muggles to fall into fear.

Fortunately, this cruise ship had enough weight and stability, although it almost capsized, and it was strong enough not to bury everyone.

"This blow, what a wizard can do?"

Not to mention Muggles, even wizards have been affected.

This force left everyone dumbfounded.

As wizards, they knew wizards better than Muggles.

So they are even more confused.

They are all wizards too, why is there such a big gap?

They don't have an answer, no one.

Because this is not a person who can appear in the same era.

Times make all the difference.

Great power made them fear their king even more.

Ludwig's face changed dramatically, and he lost his cool and rushed into the castle to the fireplace.

"Pull the castle back!"

He saw the ashes of the flames burning beneath the albatross.

Dumbledore was about to fight back.

Given the order, the castle retreated.

Some people are very upset, they haven't finished reading it yet.

But after a while, they would be glad that Ludwig had saved them all.

...

John's wand kept pulling the lightning from the sky down.

The albatross pressed against Dumbledore like a hatching hen.

John's heart was pounding.

Underground the albatross, which was as steady as Mount Tai, the flames turned into pillars of red fire and rushed into the sky.

The Vulcan Kaidao reappeared.

The difference was that this time Dumbledore's wand was billowing white smoke and lifted it upwards with all its might.

In contact with the lightning, the flames burned all the way up.

Finally, it exploded in the sky and turned into a field of fire that burned the red sky.

Newmengard was surrounded again, and Dumbledore had his arms outstretched.

His body was propped up and going.

Flight.

Once upon a time, this was Voldemort's signature ability.

And now, the two people present looked at each other in a void posture.

Dumbledore raised his hand to stroke his nose.

Click.

The nose that was broken by a punch is repaired at this moment.

This means that he has let go of what he once was.

John chuckled, "I'm looking forward to it more and more."

The sword in his right hand was raised, and the silver ring quickly spread throughout his arm.

"Plenty of magic, let me see some." Dumbledore looked at John, "Do you want to continue, John?"

"Of course."

John showed the gem on the back of his hand and smiled, "I can't wait, Albus."

"I shook hands with death, and death was but a journey for me."

Give it your all.

As they fought, it became clear to them that what was important to each other was different.

Dumbledore rarely gave up a tirade.

The two stood across from each other and waved their wands at the same time.

Red meets white.

Lightning triggers a series of reactions.

Dumbledore's flames encircled John, and a golden Möbius ring lit up around John, keeping everything out.

Vanishing sight, traction magic.

John let go of the Silver Wick Sword and raised his hand to grasp the Resurrection Stone.

An invisible wave is transmitted.

Dumbledore was aware, but it was too late.

When he stepped down from the altar, he was perceived with fear.

His eyes were shrouded in a layer of gray, but his wand remained out.

The white smoke was a wand burning itself to support the master's decisive battle.

"I'm a fire dragon."

The Sword of Silver Wick exploded into golden flames that enveloped the blade, turning into a fiery dragon that broke through the flames and spat out dragon breath at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's wand suddenly turned, and the duo's magic flicked the dragon away.

"Wandprotector?" John immediately guessed why.

Worthy of Dumbledore, even a wand is dead to him.

"There is no pain in sinking, Dumbledore."

John flicked his wand.

The deadlock between red and white was broken in an instant.

A white ball lit up on his wand, and John threw it to deliver the charged blow.

The god who has stepped down from the altar must be prepared to endure all this.

With a grip of the void in his right hand, the sword of Silver Wick reappeared in his hand.

John's wings spread out behind his back, and his golden wings broke through the flames in the intervals of fire.

His sword has come.

Dumbledore's pupils fluttered, and the moment the white light came, his eyes returned to clarity.

He used his fastest speed to build the layers of protection that wrapped around his body.

But the hasty response still lost its effect before the smashing spell was swung with all its might.

But fortunately, the moment of resistance made Dumbledore apparition.

The moment he vanished, the protective charm was ineffective.

In the white light, a little cold light appeared

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Immediately after, the flames burned over the sword body with ten major trials, which was magnificent and amazing.

Everything is slow.

In Dumbledore's eyes, the blade of the sword approached little by little.

Before he could complete the apparition, the sword had sliced through the wizard's robes.

Icy cold, followed by piping hot.

The coldness comes from the sword.

The fiery fire comes from the flame that comes with it.

The god who stepped down from the altar ushered in his god-killer.

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