Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 12 Where Are the Fantastic Beasts—Zou Wu!
"boom--!!"

The Twelve-layered Iron Armor Curse trembled under the arms of the deformed idol, which had been completely transformed into dozens of human limbs intertwined.

A trace of cracks are visible to the naked eye.

"Professor, what do you think?"

"I can create another high wall with twelve layers of Iron Armor spells before it completely destroys these spells."

Dumbledore really acted vigorously and resolutely.

He began to mutter again.

He Gang's cheek twitched.

Just now he asked Dumbledore to try again to use the Avada Kedavra curse on the deformed statue, but he could no longer summon the death god from another world.

Seems like that was just an accident.

"The bullets enchanted by the Holy Light can penetrate into this thing's body, and the damage caused by ordinary brass bullets is almost negligible. Coupled with its ridiculously high power, it is difficult for us to confront it head-on."

He Gang put Browning down.

He picked up the M1216, a shotgun that was enchanted like Browning, and every round of ammunition was multi-enchanted.

All the enchanted bullets originally prepared for the machine gun have been used up.

The resplendent and resplendent arched door of the church behind it, which had been completely broken, was not burned by the fire, nor was it shattered by the bullets scattered by He Gang inadvertently.

Outside the door, the sound of a giant python swimming close to the ground at the intersection of Wall Street and Broadway made one's bones chill.

The sound was extremely loud, and soon it sounded from all directions, as if the entire Trinity Church was guarded by countless snarling pythons.

Holding guns in both hands, He Gang blasted bullets one after another into the body of the distorted statue. The eyeballs and the mouth full of sharp teeth that had been injured in the front had become a pile of minced meat hanging on the stone statue.

Now this weird thing has about tens of kilograms of bullets in its body.

But this doesn't seem to affect the activities of the distortion statue at all.

Jesus is like the mucus on the face being torn apart, revealing the face that has been completely transformed inside. Countless tiny tentacles with viscous and slippery liquid form the human facial features, but those facial features are moving with the twisting of the tentacles, as if being pulled Maggots crawled over the burned skin.

They are too close to it.

Only five meters.

And no matter how they moved, they were always facing this unknown thing and could never get away from it.

Listening to Dumbledore chanting the spell softly.

The ears were filled with the explosion of the shotgun spewing flames.

He Gang was restless.

Even though Dumbledore was still casting defensive spells that were indestructible in the wizarding world one after another, the Deformed God Statue was still moving forward firmly.

Those mouths that covered the whole body of the stone statue, like piranhas with human lips, their whispers became more and more strange, and even began to affect the sanity of the two people.

The begging that was originally mixed in the whispers disappeared now, only the rustling sound of chewing sounded in all directions.

Not even the sound of the unknown biome moving outside the church could drown them out.

"How long can it last?"

He Gang asked while withdrawing the brass empty shell from the tubular magazine. His physical strength dropped rapidly, and now he has reached min+.

There are not many bullets enchanted with Holy Light.

Damn, I should have enchanted tons of TNT when I was bored a while ago!

He cursed in his heart.

"Up to 5 minutes."

Dumbledore's robes were covered in bits of carrion that had been splashed by the impact of the bullets.

His eyes seemed to shine through half-moon glasses.

He says,

"This thing reminds me of the Sphinx, but it has more evil power and more tenacious life!"

"Is there a way?!"

"Yes! But I need some time! Its power has been weakened by the influence of the figure just now, and I need to attack it when it is weakest!"

The cross tentacles binding it behind the distortion statue squirmed, mottled under the fluorescent light summoned by Dumbledore.

On its face, the facial features formed by the fierce twisting of its arms and legs, its weird and squirming posture, seems to be unable to find a specific destination.

The body of the five-meter-high white stone statue was split into countless small gaps, which were filled with eyeballs of different sizes and expressions, and sharp and weird mouths.

Now, He Gang finally saw clearly.

What the hell is that white stone statue!

It is clearly countless solidified human internal organs!

And those gaps are also left when the viscera are stitched together.

These solidified internal organs were spliced ​​together, and dozens of fat, pale arms stretched out from under the shoulders and intertwined together, forming the shape of a pair of even larger arms.

It seemed that he understood Dumbledore's words.

Suddenly, the roving mouth on the face of the distorted statue opened wide, so big that He Gang even saw that there was a half-corroded human head in this bloody mouth!
But what came out of this abyss-like mouth was actually a baby crying accompanied by a soft lullaby!

"Crack--!"

A protective spell shattered amidst the crying.

"Crack-"

"Crack-"

"Crack-"

……

Dumbledore's defense line built with dozens of spells is collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"How to do!"

"boom--!"

The crosstalk that was as intense as a thunderclap sounded in front of my eyes!
He Gang holds a shotgun with one hand and a Marlin BFR revolver with one hand. The power of the two-gun salvo is almost as powerful as that of a howitzer. Even if a prehistoric dinosaur is hit head-on, it will kill its brains!
The distorted statues seem to be screaming with their mouths open on the long linen cloth welded to their waists, they are so close to He Gang.

The linen drapery had distorted into pale, rotting, tough skin that swayed with the heat.

The flames from the muzzle and the last enchanted bullet continuously penetrated into their mouths, and then pierced fiercely into the waist of the deformed idol.

Each bullet from the two guns hit the same point precisely, like a deadly long knife that penetrated into the body of the statue little by little.

Countless mouths were shattered with mournful howls and babies' cries, accompanied by endless whispers and sleepwalking.

A bright green spell with a lethal effect emerged uninterruptedly from the statue, like a river rising from the sky!

The entire church trembled under the fierce attack, and the mottled arms and feet behind the distorted stone statue waved all over the sky, unexpectedly precisely resisting the spells one after another!
"Its physical strength has bottomed out!"

He Gang shouted in surprise.

He looks at the properties of the aberration idol.

【Idol of Distortion—Whispers of Corrupted Nodens】〖Bronze-level filth〗

Description: The corrupted Lord of the Great Abyss descends the Idol of True Name.The fallen old gods occupied the body that carried the faith, and also polluted some of the divinity that gradually dimmed after losing believers, making it the emissary of Nodens walking on land.

Rating: 21
Power: 11
Stamina: 30
Physical Strength - Durability: Min
Sanity: -15
Talent 1: Unknown (the filth with negative sanity and the ability of the real name holders it carries, when someone pronounces their real name or person, they will suffer varying degrees of bad luck.)
Talent 2: Mystery of the Abyss: (Close to a certain distance, individuals whose sanity is lower than "meme prevention" will get a negative gain of rapid decline in sanity. When sanity drops to 0, the individual will irreversibly turn into carrion and integrate into "meme prevention" ", and always has its own senses and consciousness.)
Skill 1: Truth (Reduce the opponent's maximum sanity judgment by 10%.)
Skill 2: Hunting (self-strength increased by 20%, at the cost of stamina—endurance reduced to Min+)

Skill 3: Abyss Dog (use the bark of the invisible dog to banish all non-physical substances to the eternal abyss.)
Status: Weakness (was expelled from other world gods, strength -6, physical strength permanently reduced by 30%)
The attribute of the distortion statue was reduced by one-third by the alien god summoned by Avada Kedavra, but the stamina of up to 30 still makes it almost impossible to be killed by such a large number of attacks.

"Zou Wu!"

Dumbledore pronounced an odd name in Old British English.

A box appeared in the form of brilliance in the glowing green death light, and then, a huge feline suddenly burst out of it!

　In "Fantastic Beasts 2: The Crimes of Grindelwald", Zouwu, the mythical beast of Shanhaijing, appeared, and Newt, who was with Zouwu at that time, had a teacher-student relationship with Dumbledore.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)