Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord

For a moment, Jingying felt that he was in a daze, and many questions lingered in his mind.

Why does the erosion mirror have a magic cannon?

Why did the erosion mirror master the army formation overnight?

In addition, there are many doubts about the appearance of the erosion mirror. Who injected new and old gods into the mirror space? Is that mysterious man?

As far as the ancient legal world is concerned, the mirror space polluted by the breath of the old gods has no value! What exactly is that mysterious man planning?

"Is it someone who covets the tomb deep in the Shadow Island again?" Jingying shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed softly: "With the Kunlun Mirror, even if you enter the Shadow Island without a gatekeeper, you will die..."

Speaking of this, Mirror Shadow's face suddenly became serious, and he murmured: "Qin Weijie...Sixiang Seal of God...Xuanwu Seal of Death...and the power of shadow on him! Why am I so unlucky? An evil star!"

"Hey, why are you in a daze! Are you waiting to be bombarded by the magic guide?"

Just as the mirror image was in a daze, the clear voice of Yueteng Priest came.

Time passed quickly, half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and Yueteng Priest was also ready to climb up to the top of the city to participate in the defense of the city.

Mirror Shadow pointed at the magic cannon in the distance, and said angrily: "How can you keep guard, the magic cannons are all out!"

"Otherwise? Are you still planning to surrender?" Priest Yueteng smiled flirtatiously.

surrender? Surrender is absolutely impossible to surrender!

Jingying knew that once he surrendered, not only would he have no way out, Qin Weijie and Tom would all die, and even the hundreds of thousands of undead sent from the Boneyard would also be annihilated.

At the same time, the mirror space will be completely eroded by the old gods, and then use the mirror space as the source point to affect the real world, and even affect the secret guarded by the mirror space—the tomb of the gods in the center of Shadow Island

Surrender, never surrender! Even if you die, even if you destroy the mirror space, you can't admit defeat! The millennium of peace brought about by the sacrifices of the sages and saints must not be buried here!

Mirror Shadow has firmed his mind, his eyes are full of fighting spirit, there is always some pursuit in the long journey of life, the way he seeks, even if he dies nine times, he will have no regrets!

"Kanskuret! Tyrant! Your time is over... Mirror images will be free!"

Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice came from the sky. Although the voice was low and hoarse, it seemed to be ringing in my ears.

Mirror Shadow looked down the city wall, and saw in the distance, surrounded by dozens of vanguard officers, a eroded mirror with a height of nearly three meters and half of his body turned into tentacles stood on top of a giant eroded mirror image.

"You are the so-called King of Mirrors? You're just a nobody!" Mirror Shadow narrowed his eyes and let out a disdainful snort.

"Tyrant! You really forgot about me! I am indeed just a nobody, but have you ever imagined that a nobody who lets you control life and death will one day lead you to a dead end!" The voice of King Jing was full of resentment, That resentment is obviously a person with a story.

"Hey, it seems you have a story?" Priest Yueteng smiled confidently.

Jingying looked carefully at Jingwang, but for a long time, he couldn't find even a shred of information about the other party in his mind.

The mirror king looked back at the magic cannon that was still moving slowly in the distance, and chuckled with a ferocious face: "There is still some time! Simply let you die and let everyone know, you! Kanscure Special! How did the tyrant of the mirror space enslave us, unknown pawns, and drive us to a dead end step by step!"

"I... was originally just an ordinary mirror image without a name! Or most of the mirror images have no name. In the eyes of you tyrant, we are just the projection of human beings in the real world. You have given us life, but you have never given us life. We are treated as living beings.