The legendary creator of the system

Chapter 394 Chaos Begins
"Grindelwald, you don't want to rule the wizarding world."

The leading Auror let out a shrill scream.

His face was as pale as paper, and his left wrist was attacked by black magic. It had already rotted away, but at least his life was safe.

In addition, he is also a decisive person, and he cut off his left hand with cutting magic immediately.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look, look, no one can stop someone who wants to die!"

Grindelwald curled his lips, his pale blue eyes filled with a frosty chill.

next moment.

Just when Grindelwald's voice had just dissipated.

A copper chain about the thickness of a thumb suddenly popped out of the air. The copper chain was covered with a miserable green mist, and it strung fiercely at the leader Auror like a sharp arrow shot in haste.

The leading Auror reacted immediately, quickly flew to the side, and bounced off the chain with his magic wand at lightning speed.

The chain fell to the ground with a slap, and began to coil up on the ground like a snake. It jingled and hit the rock wall, making a loud echo, and one end of the chain was heavily inserted into the rock wall.

"Burning with my soul, summon the ferry."

After struggling to avoid Grindelwald's attack, the leading Auror suddenly muttered words, as if the oldest witch spells had been cast.

"Crash..."

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers.

Suddenly there was a slight to inaudible sound of running water.

"Bang."

next moment.

The thick ink-like night was suddenly dispelled by a burst of dazzling whiteness.

It is a small boat.

The bow of the ship emerged from the air like a ghost.

"good chance!"

Seeing this, the leading Auror couldn't help showing a look of joy on his face, and directly stepped onto the boat with a big stride.

"Om..."

The whiteness on the boat kept flickering, and it started to swim. In just a few breaths, it had already sailed hundreds of meters, and the leading Auror could even see the door.

"Want to go!"

A hint of sarcasm flashed across the corner of Grindelwald's mouth, and he waved his left hand slightly. The miserable green copper chain that had been inserted deep into the rock flew out directly, and was tied to the boat. Inserted into the rock wall, it seems that in order to take a boat, you must untie the chains that tie the boat.

The leading Auror quickly walked towards the boat, reaching out his hand to untie the chain, but as soon as his hand touched the chain, the chain suddenly emitted a dazzling green light, a scorching hot pain The sense of touch spread to every nerve of his, and his entire palm seemed to be pierced by thousands of sharp knives.Holding the chain as hard as he could, he pulled out a knife with his other hand and cut the chain open.

The broken chain no longer emits green light, but gradually fades away.

The leading Auror half-kneeled on the hull, gasped heavily, and closed his eyes in pain. His only remaining right hand kept shaking. The entire palm of his hand was rotten like charred black charcoal. became deformed.

The severe pain made the Auror's face even paler, but he knew that he must not fall down at this moment, otherwise he would never be able to stand up again.

The leading Auror yelled, and stood up with difficulty. The pain just now seemed to have disappeared. His right hand kept making corrosion cracking noises, but he still held on tightly to his wand.

The wand is his last resort, he is not yet capable of casting magic with his bare hands.

"Drive!"

The Auror screamed sharply, his right hand trembled violently, and the tip of the wand was gushing out with gushing magic.

The hairs all over his body exploded, and he could clearly feel the sharp, spear-like killing intent coming from the back of his back.

With the influx of magic, the boat moved automatically, without manual intervention, as if another invisible rope pulled it to the fort, where the green light in the middle of the lake was.

Soon, the neatly cut rock walls of the fortress frown disappeared, and they felt as if they were in the sea, except that there were no waves around them.

The presence of the wand was reflected on the dark water, with dodges of golden light, and the boat cut sacred ripples on the glassy lake, like grooves in a black mirror.

"No, there are corpses under the water!!!"

In the boat, the Auror looked down at the lake, his eyes wide in horror, and he looked around.

"I saw it." Auror's face was already extremely stiff, and he forcibly stabilized himself.

He burned his own life and soul, finally escaped from Grindelwald's clutches, and came here, but everything here seemed too weird.

The underwater corpses, and even their own boat of life began to lose control.

He turned his head and stared at the green light that seemed to be getting bigger and brighter in front of him, not paying attention to the movement on the lake at all.The boat was still heading inexorably towards it.

A few minutes later, through a thin layer of fog, the boat bumped into a hard object lightly, then shook and swayed slightly—he landed.

The Auror stood up slowly and jumped out of the boat.

now.

In front of him, on an altar made of gold and diamonds, there was actually a stone basin, which was filled with a disgustingly bright emerald green liquid, emitting sparkling phosphorescence.

Obviously, the green stuff is absolutely unreliable here.

"Good, so beautiful, so fragrant!!!"

The head Auror's eyes began to blur. He stared at the liquid, stretched out his rotten right hand, and tried to touch the deadly liquid with his mutilated fingers.

But his expression disappeared in an instant, because what he seemed to touch was only the air, and the liquid seemed not to be in the same space as his hand.

He raised the wand in his hand again, and said something strange to the stone basin, but there was no movement, only the liquid indicated that the light emitted was brighter.

He conjured a small cup out of thin air with his wand, then threw the wand on the ground, impatiently put the transformed cup into the stone basin, and quickly scooped up a full cup.

"The most delicious thing in the world!"

The Auror's eyes began to glow with a miserable green light, and he sincerely admired it, and directly drank the full liquid in the cup.

However, as the cup was poured into his body, the expression on his face was extremely painful, his cheeks were twisted weirdly, his eyes were tightly closed, and he wanted to say something, but it seemed like something was stuck in his throat Can't get out.

The expression on his face was so cold that it made one's skin crawl, as if the surrounding air suddenly dropped twenty degrees.

"It's so painful!"

The Auror came to his senses, but the movements in his hands could not stop no matter what, as if someone was manipulating his own body, cup after cup, the miserable green liquid was continuously poured into his mouth , time seems to have a century.

(End of this chapter)