[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

A contest between black and white is unfolding in the quiet and peaceful valley in the past.

Countless magics of different colors exploded in mid-air like fireworks, as if signaling the opening of a grand dinner party. Every second, someone fell down and howled horribly. Every moment, the lives of wizards disappeared because of the war, shedding precious treasures. blood.In the reflection of countless magical radiances, the two gazes collided directly, like a sharp knife point piercing a solid stone, sporadic sparks burst out.

"Albus Dumbledore," the pale woman recited with great interest the young wizard who once single-handedly caused the saints to escape from Waterloo. His blue eyes were like burning will-o'-the-wisps in the night, with a scorching heat. And icy, staring at him, lips slowly raised, "Do you think that you alone can stop the saints from doing their will?"

Facing this dark wizard who was much younger than him, but no one dared to underestimate him, Dumbledore's forehead slowly seeped cold sweat, his face remained motionless, his fingers clenched his wand, and he raised his voice, as if to reward his companions. Great encouragement, "Yes, because we have no other choice - if we lose, all wizards - no doubt - will fall prey to your brutal rule, and in the end, even your most loyal subordinates, the hearts of It will also be full of fear and hatred for you."

After saying this, he seemed to gain some confidence from the admiring eyes cast by his companions, and his eyes became brighter, "And even if we die, we will lose this game - as long as there is one person who can't believe in the tyrant's beliefs." Identity, in the end, will lead to a fearless rebellion, and the rebellion, once burned, will forever be a prairie fire, I firmly believe that—”

"Yeah—that's a good speech, I'm almost going to be influenced by you," Sera waved his finger casually, and in an instant, a wizard with a ferocious face rushed forward as if desperately looking for his life, paused, screamed, and his whole body He was exhausted, his bones were drained in a second, and his whole body seemed to melt into a pale skin.And she seemed to be accustomed to this, she never cast a glance, her eyes became colder and her tone was extremely flat, "It's a pity... a remaining life has neither extravagant ostentation nor exquisite tricks. When it dies, it can only experience to inferior resistance—”

She gently raised her sleeves, and instantly the white wizard fell down screaming.She looked at the young man's pale face, and said in a calm and cold voice, "You should learn a truth that you already knew—"

"In the face of absolute power, all means are nothing but ants at the feet of giants."

Dumbledore suddenly had an ominous premonition, and he immediately spoke loudly, trying to recall his companions caught in the melee, "Retreat! Retreat immediately—"

But it was too late—

After procrastinating enough time to prepare a grand magic, the woman in the black robe slowly raised her hands, the invisible heat began to rise rapidly with her movements, everyone around her retreated enough distance, and then raised their hands. At the beginning, I stared at the dreamlike picture in front of me with admiration and fear——

Between her palms, the blue-black flames shot up quickly, then fused together, slowly rose into the air, twisted and burned, and gradually formed a familiar shape - a sharp beak, a bird's head, with three arcs on it Long feathers composed of elegant flames, with a slender and elegant neck, flapped huge flaming wings, three feathers stretched behind him, raised his head, and let out a loud and clear cry.

This is one of the most terrifying magic recorded in the "Necronomicon" that Grindelwald once gave her.

From such a distance, one could feel the terrifying scorching aura.Dumbledore looked at the black flame bird and murmured in shock, "Black Phoenix..."

This is not just the category of black magic, it is a forbidden technique!The terrible magic summoned from hell in medieval legends, only those who are allied with the devil can use this magic, he will never doubt its power!

"Back!" Dumbledore yelled sharply, and at the same time he swung his wand almost with all his might to cast a shield. "Back!—"

"There are always sacrifices in war," Sera said softly, almost muttering, then he focused his eyes on the enemies and his own people who were fighting together in the valley, slightly closed his hands, and said the last instruction, "Go—— "

The black phoenix raised its head and screamed, and suddenly flapped its wings and jumped into the pitch-black sky. The flames pierced the darkness and silence, but there was no spark left in the sky.It is a creation of pure dark magic, but anyone with a trace of pure goodness and light in their hearts cannot make it into shape. It exists for destruction, and it will not let anyone in its sights, including her subordinates ——

The black phoenix flew to a sufficient height, it flapped a pair of huge flame wings, looked at the crowd below, and opened its mouth slightly——

Phew——the flames poured down from the sky like a waterfall, instantly filling the valley with people, and the crowd let out unbearable screams, and within a second of being directly sprayed by the flames, they were reduced to ashes, even withered bones. Those who didn't stay, and didn't avoid the sporadic sparks from the people around him also started to burn immediately, and no spells could extinguish it, and it burned more and more fiercely in his crazy howling and rolling, until it was completely burnt out. A trace of life force is slowly extinguished——

The human tragedy in front of me is more frightening than any monster in the legend.

Sera looked at the fear and retreat in the white wizard's eyes, she smiled slightly, and her pale lips revealed a merciless order, "Continue."

The black phoenix opened its mouth full of death breath again, jets of black flames spewed out, turning everything it went into ashes, no shield could effectively defend against it, soon the white wizard was almost slaughtered Clean, only a few solitary people remained in the end, including Albus Dumbledore.

But here, none of the crowd in black robes spoke. They all watched the tragedy with calm expressions, and no one pleaded for mercy, as if they were used to it.

Sera raised his eyes, looked at the embarrassed young man, and with a faint smile, he asked softly again, "So now, where is your eloquent capital?"

The young white wizard who had almost exhausted his mana coughed in a low voice, his throat seemed to be smothered by the smoke, and his voice was a little hoarse, but he didn't lower his head and dare not look directly into her eyes trembling like others, but quite Straightening his back, he still tried his best to maintain a calm face, "You will not succeed... No tyrant can finally successfully use fear to unify the hearts of the people."

"I don't need to rule for a long time," Sera smiled slightly, "I just need your despair and fear."

She glanced at the disconsolate wizard one last time, then turned her head away, and ended the battle without hesitation, "Take him—and lock him up to Nurmengadry."

"Yes." Heinrich bowed his head and replied respectfully.

"As for you, my dear Gellert—" Sera approached the blond man, and stretched out her hand to hold his chin. The man turned his head slightly to avoid it, but she forcefully turned his face back, and his jaw spread The unbearable pain, Grindelwald raised his eyes with a distorted expression, and faced the woman's blue pupils, which were full of coldness and malice that shocked him, but the words uttered from her lips were full of Lianai--

"Don't you like that tower very much, it is the place where we lived together, so many memories are left there..." Sierra leaned closer to his face, her warm breath blended with his, as if they were intimate, and murmured Nam, "Since you said that I am your most precious treasure and you love me more than a scepter, then..."

Her icy kiss gently fell on his forehead, and it passed by for a moment, but the chill penetrated into his bones in an instant, together with her devil-like soft voice, "—it's there, with good memories of me , enjoy the rest of your long life, my love."

Grindelwald looked up at her, the other's eyelashes were long and thick, and looked soft and harmless like a deer when they were lowered, but who knew that her heart was harder than the hardest stone, deeper than the deepest ocean. Want to be cold?Her love is so short, cheap, and cold, and won't even give a trace of old love.

Gellert Grindelwald loves freedom, and keeping him in Nurmengard for the rest of his life would be worse than death.

"You will be cursed, Selah," Grindelwald said to her with a smile. He looked calm, his eyes were even tender, and he looked at her as he gazed at his beloved lover. "One day, you will be cursed like I am." Betrayed by someone you trust, reduced to a more pitiful ending than me, believe me, you will definitely..."

He smiled and told her, "I love you so much...we are such a similar kind of people."

"Thank you for your blessing," Sera let go of her fingers, her tone cold, "Unfortunately... I never trust anyone."

"Goodbye, Gellert."

She saw that Grindelwald did not struggle, and let her subordinates be taken down.She stood there for a long time, seeming to be thinking about something, until the first beam of sky pierced the darkness, the east was dawning, and the morning light was gradually waking up.

Sera finally came back to her senses, she raised her eyes, and said casually, "Oh yes, I almost forgot—someone, take Heinrich away with me."

What? !The man was taken aback, and looked at her in disbelief, "You—"

"Look, since Gellert has reminded me so kindly, how can I live up to his feelings for me—whether he has hatred and revenge for you or not," Sera's expression was flat, as if he was just thinking Talking about a small matter, looking at Xi Wei in the distance, said softly, "If you can betray him, one day you will also betray me. And I never keep anyone who betrays me by my side."

A thin ray of morning light pierced through the clouds and shone on her face. Her profile was so pale that it was almost transparent, with an indescribably fragile beauty, which strangely matched her icy temperament, and her voice was as soft as a ghost ——

"What do you say, Heinrich?"

The young man closed his eyes, feeling like he was falling into a cellar of ice.

[Despair Value: 0/100]

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In 1913, Gellert Grindelwald stepped down, the Saints changed hands, and "Dark Phoenix" Sierra Beckman took over as the leader.

In 1914, the British magic world was captured by the Saints. In this battle, the British wizards suffered heavy casualties. The Minister of Magic had to lead the remaining wizards to surrender and submit to the rule of the Saints.

In 1918, wizards in more than half of European countries turned to saints, and the rest formed rebels and went underground to fight independently.

In 1920, "Dark Phoenix" went out in person and slaughtered most of the rebels in just half a month. The rebels fell into an unprecedented desperate situation.

In 1921, all the rebels were wiped out.

In 1922, the ministries of magic of European countries unified their rhetoric, and all the current ministers voluntarily resigned, and newcomers sent by the saints took over.

In 1923, Sera Beckman became the only recognized leader of the unified European magical community. No one dared to call her real name directly, and everyone called her "The Unspeakable Person" or "European Shadow".

In 1987, Sierra Beckman died of systemic organ failure, still clinging to the scepter before she died, and no one could separate it.

Sierra Beckman, who has ruled the European magic world for more than sixty years, is the number one dark wizard and hardliner.During her reign, anyone who disagreed with her political views would not die well.Countless blood was stained on her hands, and pools of bones and blood lay beneath her throne.Even after her death, she still has a lingering prestige, and everyone who hears her name within a hundred years will be terrified.She is the most notorious dark wizard, politician and ruler in history, but it is also undeniable that her ambition has also prompted the gradual integration of the European magic world and accelerated the general trend of historical unification.

Later generations commented on her: she is the evil bestowed by the creator god because he could not understand human greed.She carried out the destruction instead of the flood.

THE END

The author has something to say: No, I can't fall asleep until I finish writing.So let’s finish this article and update it every other day.The end of the first world, Sahuahua~

The world of the next Lord of the Rings,

Since the world view of Lord of the Rings is not generally complicated, the length should be relatively long, and the heroine still does not change the nature of the matter.I try to be as close to the original as possible without OOC.

Shuangwen, let's see if we feel comfortable and comfortable.Don't follow the example of teaching bad paper to children, the heroine's approach is wrong! !We must be kind and kind in life! !Well, mother let me carry the eight honors and eight disgraces.See you the day after tomorrow.