[HP] Devil is alive

A dim crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the dark blue color spreads from the sky to the room where the lights are not turned on, and the coolness spreads in the silence.Suddenly, a ray of light leaped up to the sky, and it exploded with a "bang", forming a huge disc, and colorful sparks poured down like a stream of water.As the fireworks bloomed, countless light spots jumped up from various places, instantly lighting up the sky, and the light even covered the stars.

The city that had been quiet just now seemed to be awakened, cheers were heard endlessly, and he seemed to see the lush vitality surrounding the city.The boy walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the city below together with the tall castle.The continuous fireworks in the sky and the magic wand waving after the fluorescent flashes on the ground reflect each other. The beautiful picture that makes people want to cry shows the prosperity and vitality of this world.

He stood alone in the unlit room until the fireworks were over, until the last wand went out, until the world fell silent and his legs went numb.He was wrapped into an embrace that was tall, wide and warm enough for him to lean on.The visitor kissed his soft hair, then went down, kissed the boy's ears and face, and finally kissed the corner of his lips lightly, and said, unable to hide his flying emotions, "This is our city, isn't it beautiful?"

"It's great." The boy's sincere praise sounded soft like a sigh. He turned around and hugged the man, pressing himself against his chest.

There, a heart was beating steadily and powerfully.

"Don't worry, look, Snape is fine now, you seem to be more sad than him." The man said with some dissatisfaction.

His irresponsible judgment made the teenager dumbfounded, "Which eye of yours can see him?"

"He'll be fine." The man comforted the boy while hugging him to the bed.

"Tom, I'm jealous..." Although he couldn't tell what he was jealous of, "But with you, I feel that I should be satisfied... I didn't even have you before..."

Laila's death was not all because of Yashin, but what is certain is that he defended him very much from the beginning to the end.Messiah's blow could have killed Yashin, but it was destroyed by Laila.However, Laila not only destroyed Messiah's attack, but also Yassin's plan. For an old man who was about to run out of fuel, this was a fatal blow.Even if Laila saved him this time, the old man wouldn't live long.

Voldemort hugged the boy who had been hiding with him for a few days. The soft pajamas fitted his thin body, but it wasn't very warm, it was painfully cold.He put him under the quilt, leaned close to each other, and kissed his forehead tenderly.His love was silently and straightforwardly transmitted to the boy's arms, and Messiah rubbed Voldemort's cheek intimately.No words are needed, each other's presence is the greatest comfort.

Messiah sniffed the faint, reassuring scent of Voldemort's body, his thoughts gradually calmed down, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.Although he had been here for a few days, he didn't spend much time with Voldemort. Messiah didn't sleep well, and Voldemort even had very little time to rest.Using the most direct and quick method to kill the opponent's price is like a giant snake swallowing a large piece of meat at once. If it is not digested well, it may choke itself to death.In addition, the issue between Endless City and the Order of the Phoenix has also been officially put on the agenda. Voldemort does not think he is a person who does not listen to other people's opinions, but he absolutely does not like people around him pointing fingers and watching everything he does. with.

The clear night sky did not know when fog fell, and the outside of Glory City was a vast expanse of white, and the lights on the roadside were split into several parts, which could no longer illuminate too far away.

Messiah felt as if he was walking somewhere, step by step, and his vision gradually became clear, allowing him to see a scene long ago.Lifting off a layer of tulle and walking into another strange space, even though I often dream about it, I still feel very uncomfortable every time I see it, and this feeling increases day by day.

But today's dream was different from the previous ones. Messiah found that he appeared in the body of Messiah Malfoy. Not far in front of him, an extremely familiar figure stood there with his back turned to him.It was a novel experience, Messiah smiled wryly, and had already learned to convert these boredoms into jokes, watching those human beings' unstoppable resistance, seeing their powerless struggle, and seeing their various funny expressions.

He took a step and walked to the side of "self". At this time, "self" had been wandering for many years, and Messiah could see confusion and uncertainty in the eyes of "self".Standing there for a long time, like a child lost at a crossroads, there are roads everywhere, but he doesn't know where to go, where can bring the right.

This is the time... Messiah remembers.

The desolate land has no color, it has just experienced a battle, and only the scorched land and scattered bones prove the past that no longer exists.The ugly creatures that follow around the devil wait piously for the devil to leave and then enjoy their feast. Humans say they are the followers of the devil, but the Messiah never admits it.You see, don't they also fear the Messiah, resist the instinct to eat, follow, but never dare to approach?Messiah doesn't like them.

It was a human being who appeared in front of him at the right time and with the right posture, and got the initial love of the Messiah—although the Messiah didn't know whether it was love or not.But that feeling, Messiah still remembers to this day.He put his hand on his heart, and when he thought of her, there was still a slight pain there.

She was wearing a pure white dress, like the mist that was pushed away when the Messiah was born, light, soft and fragile.She was flying on the filthy and silent plain, walking into his sight, little by little, floating in front of him, so small that even as soon as Messiah stretched out his hand, her claws could tear her body apart.She was trembling, flying in front of Messiah's eyes, circling up and down, as if looking at it curiously, as if thinking about whether to leave.

The Messiah just stood there stiffly and let it watch, no matter how stupid that looks, it doesn’t matter like the animals in the zoos of later generations.A surge of excitement and a strong desire arose in my heart, wanting to keep this pale bright color.

Even if it is not beautiful at all, the wings are far less gorgeous than the swallowtail butterfly.Even if its pale color looks like a skeleton that has fallen off carrion...

So the devil learned to wash away the blood on his hands, and he supported the tired butterfly with the most gentle strength, guarding every piece of passing flowers and plants, every piece of beautiful land in memory for it.What a deformed combination, the devil uses the best method he thinks to keep this little insect, bloody, sincere, childish... as long as it can be exchanged for companionship.He imagined that one day in the future he would let go of his desire to kill, and be with this little creature in the end of the world. Maybe he could turn it into his own appearance, and her voice would definitely be nice... He was looking forward to, longing for, He couldn't bear the existence of human beings more and more. He only knew that in order to achieve these desires, he must first complete the promised things.

So the butterfly cursed this damned existence every day. The reason why the devil quickened his pace will never be known, because the people closest to him can't feel it.Princes didn't know what kind of mentality the devil had in bringing her by his side. He could mercilessly kill all the humans who came into his sight, but he was extra tolerant when facing some plants and animals.Even if they didn't give him any response, even if the speed at which they fled, their fearful appearance was chilling, and even hurt him in panic, the demons didn't show much resentment.

The jihad began to reverse in the mid-term, and the number of human casualties became less and less. All this is not the weakness of the devil as people guessed.

He has been moving forward tirelessly, and when he meets a human being, no formidable opponent can pose a threat to him.But if he didn't meet them, he wouldn't deliberately look for them. Princeus boldly guessed that if humans avoided him before he arrived, maybe the demons wouldn't take the initiative to find them at all!

It was unbelievable, but this was the judgment Princes made after spending a year with the devil.She was puzzled. Judging by the speed and strength of the demon, it was impossible for him to leave Zhonglu after several years—he had no difference in attacking humans, regardless of whether it was Zhonglu, the Northern Continent, or the Southern Continent.So why so long?To be honest, if he had been serious, Zhonglu would have been slaughtered by now!

The young man was leaning against a withered tree, his long hair was draped over his shoulders, and his pointed and long ears protruded from the hair, shaking unconsciously from time to time.He looked like an elf, with a handsome face and a dignified and restrained temperament. He raised his head, closed his eyes and faced the sun, with a comfortable and peaceful expression.

This is a pleasing scene, right?

Butterflies are flying around him, and the young man holds an unchanging bouquet, fragrant and beautiful... Isn't this a pleasing scene?

But if there are messy corpses scattered around him, bloody, severed limbs, and souls that cannot rest in peace, can this still make people look at it peacefully?

The time for the demon to "rest" was very short, and just when Princes thought he understood something, the demon began to speed up the slaughter again.She didn't understand, she couldn't understand, the devil recognized other creatures, why couldn't the hatred for humans be wiped away?How hypocritical is his benevolence towards other creatures!Humans and demons can never live together. His fickle character and the sins of his life can never be washed away.People's hatred for him is so deep that even the ashes can't be wiped away.

Forgiveness never belongs to the devil, the devil disdains it, and human beings are also stingy.

The sage handed her a silver spear engraved with spells...

In the end, in order to continue a better existence, human beings must drive out the demons!

When the Messiah thought he was doing the right thing and getting closer to each other, in fact, they were getting farther and farther apart than ever before.The Messiah regards everything as a responsibility, and she regards hatred as a belief and a habit.Plug your ears, close your eyes, everything, only hatred can explain it!

On that day it was still flying around him, on that day human beings appeared continuously, on that day when he raised his hand, blood overflowed, and life died out quickly.He saw a dazzling light suddenly appear in front of his eyes. Why did that little butterfly suddenly change?Like the Goddess of War mentioned in later books...

Messiah's eyes widened suddenly, and the warm quilt wrapped around him, sucking away the cold sweat.The room was very quiet, and he turned his head to see the gorgeous wooden wall clock on the side, which vaguely seemed to be the time when morning was approaching dawn.Messiah was lying on the bed, his body didn't feel tired, and his spirit had entered the best state of battle.It seems to go back to every life a long time ago. When the unity of body and soul reaches the best state, it shows that the time is coming.

Messiah lifted the quilt, and he decided to follow his instinct to see what happened.If there were no circumstances, he believed that he would not wake up in a place where he felt safe.And the facts also proved that his feeling was correct. Even in the middle of the night, it was impossible for no one to see Voldemort's castle. It was dark and silent, like walking into a tomb.

This kind of movement can't last long.Whether it is resisting the castle defense or supporting this illusion magic, the magic power spent is quite huge.Tom will be aware of it soon and come over. Although Messiah is always dumbfounded when he is overly nervous about Tom, he has to admit that his heart is warm...

The darkness before dawn submerged all the colors of the castle, and the finely crafted textures were only outlines in the darkness, becoming distorted and evil.Messiah walked quietly. After walking for a long time, he couldn't see the end of the corridor. His excellent mental strength clearly told him that he was just walking in circles on the second floor.This is interesting, Messiah raised the corners of his lips, and released his magic power quietly.

A second sound of footsteps appeared in the quiet space, sometimes lightly, sometimes hurriedly, sometimes too far away, sometimes so close that it seemed to be behind him.She was close to Messiah, and her shadow appeared irregularly on the road that could barely be seen clearly, flickering.She seemed to be walking with difficulty, stumbling like a drunk.Panting loudly, the smell of blood wafted in the air, as if she was breathing with her own life, and every breath was accompanied by a gushing of blood.

Messiah walked as if he didn't notice, and she followed him in pain, sometimes as if she was about to touch the hem of his robe, but after a few more steps, the sound was far away.The situation was no longer in her control, and the Messiah took control of the magic with little effort.After dragging the half-dead creature behind him for a while, Messiah suddenly turned around and pulled out his wand to point it behind him.

At that moment, it was as if the curtain of the stage had been ripped off, and all the light poured in, illuminating the girl's blood-stained face and dress.Her face was as pale as paper under the moonlight that was about to be submerged, and blue-gray blood seemed to be gushing out from every strand of hair, flowing continuously and slowly.She seemed to have exhausted all her strength, human strength, undead will, and... wizard magic.It was like a living corpse... Messiah frowned. No matter how distorted the girl's face was, he still recognized that it was Lucy who was turned into a ghost by Tom...

Undead... Will this happen?Messiah's wand was not put down. Of course, the existence of the wand only affected the amount of mana consumed by him, but it fully demonstrated the demon's distrust and vigilance towards humans.

"Lucy" rolled her eyeballs vigorously, the eyeballs could no longer be seen in the eye sockets, and it seemed that it was not easy to see the Messiah through the blue-gray whites of bloodshot eyes.She wriggled her lips a few times with great effort, but only some blood flowed out, and her voice was suppressed in her throat and could not be uttered.Messiah didn't know what kind of expression he should use to face this "Lucy" face, and he didn't have a special impression of Lucy, and his "repayment" for this human girl was just to let her live happily and freely. That's all.Her greatest advantage may be that she witnessed the life of Messiah and Tom in the orphanage when they were young.Seeing Lucy the first few times, the girl still remembered "Brother Messiah", but because Voldemort didn't want her to take up too much of Messiah's time, she was deliberately dismissed.

She didn't show any killing intent, but "staring" at Messiah with this terrifying image, and occupying Lucy's body, these two points were enough to make Messiah feel bad.There is no reason, ever since seeing her, Messiah has a feeling of irritability, I don't know if it is because of the dream just now, vaguely, he feels...

"Lucy" struggled for a long time—at least she thought it was a long time, and it was too painful. The conflict and rapid loss of various forces made her feel that her life was coming to an end.Sure enough, even "myself" couldn't tolerate a foreign soul like her.Her mood was only depressed for a moment, and the next moment she was squeezed away by overwhelming resentment. She wanted to take revenge...to take revenge on them!

--do you know?Haha, that old man Yashin is dying.

—Are you dying too?But you don't want to die, right?

— Do you know the Deathly Hallows?It's the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak, which restore your soul!

——As long as your soul recovers, the curse of reincarnation can never do anything to you again!Ha ha ha ha!

The white soul was held in the young man's hand, and the soft shimmer was like stars in the sky. It was impossible to imagine that she was cursing crazily all the time.The boy's side face was dyed a little pale by the white light - it was just light.The Messiah would not admit that he had just heard that voice whispering his name as he fell—Messiah.

The Messiah had only heard her voice twice, the first time it was distorted by anger, and he couldn't distinguish it clearly because of the pain.The second time...how did it become so weak?Because you're dying?

After the two souls disappeared, the body that could not stand the torment turned into a pile of dust, but returned to nothingness in a blink of an eye.The Messiah knew that it had completely disappeared, and it was not easy to follow him in reincarnation with a human soul. It was not easy to persist for so long. Probably once or twice before, or even earlier, she could no longer be reincarnated as a normal human being. .The soul keeps splitting in reincarnation, until now, the oil is finally exhausted and the lamp is dry.

After a moment of trance, the soul that was about to disappear in his hand trembled violently.The Messiah was about to be extinguished, but the white soul suddenly disappeared...