343 Chapter 65, when You Can Die

The face of the God of Nightmares turned completely cold. He shook off Hoffa, and said emotionlessly, "Mortals who want to destroy themselves, go to hell with your stubbornness."

Hoffa was speechless.

"There are many people who are better than you in the world. I am really blind to let you become my incarnation."

After speaking, he turned his head and left, abandoning Harry Potter's body, and disappeared into the endless flames.

Six thousand times of reincarnation has reached the end, and everything has fallen into complete unknown.

As if history was repeating itself, Grindelwald sighed, looking at his students in front of him, his expression was either happy or sad.

"It's over, Hoffa, the same as I am, you'll never be my match.

But I have to admit that you are different from the other people I have seen. It is because of your existence that it lights up my lonely life and makes me not look so boring. When we wake up next time, maybe we can be a harmonious pair of teachers and students. "

"Why are you talking so much to him?"

Voldemort lay on the ground, laughing heartily: "It's useless, Bach, you are dead, hahahahahaha. This time, you will definitely lose, just accept your fate."

"farewell."

Countless visions of Grindelwald said.

They stretched out their hands in unison, and everyone's arm grew into a tentacle. The tentacles were very sharp and there were thousands of them. If Hoffa was stabbed, he would be pierced by thousands of arrows and could never be repaired.

"Run! Fool!"

Aglea's spirit yelled at him.

"Let's go. Let's go." Nicole Flamel said hoarsely in his arms: "There is nothing you can do. You. You. You have to survive."

Everything was exactly right, but this time he rejected the arrangement of fate.

Hoffa slowly raised his head, looking at the sky through the billowing smoke.

The night sky was burning fiery red, and the moonlight shone high in the sky. It is still far from dawn, and the darkness is endless. When will the dawn break?

He sighed, but his eyes became sharper. Whether he is dead or not, he will fight until the last second.

Naniji bit his neck first, the endless tentacles stretched out by Grindelwald's phantom were right in front of him, and the huge meteorite summoned by Miller was less than 10,000 meters away from the ground.

Hoffa entered the shadow world with Nicole Flamel in his arms.

thirty one seconds

As long as ten seconds passed, the moment he was allowed to leave Ghost Walk, it would definitely be difficult to withstand the explosive attack.

The three forces oppressed to the limit, but Hoffa's eyes became clearer and clearer. Since he rejected the God of Nightmare, his mind has no worries. His thinking speed is faster than any time in the past, and his thoughts are running in his mind. .

What else can I do?

What else can I do?

Time is running out.

Hoffa looked at Flamel, who had lost consciousness in his arms.

Suddenly, a very small possibility broke into his brain.

etc.

time

time?

time!

In the shadow world, Hoffa shook Flame's head vigorously and said loudly, "Flame, do you still want to revive Chloe?"

The dying Nicole Flamel opened his eyes with difficulty: "It's hard, do you have a way?"

"No, the situation is beyond my expectations. Now I'm just a poor guy who can't turn the tide." Hoffa then said frankly, "Flame, I'm sorry, I overestimated myself. I can't resurrect anyone people."

"try my best"

Nicole Flamel sighed, as if exhausting all his strength, he comforted Hoffa pessimistically: "Just try our best, we all tried our best, I don't blame it."

But Hoffa changed the subject immediately and interrupted him: "However, this failure is only temporary, and we can still keep hope."

Nicole Flamel looked at him inexplicably: "How do you say that?"

"Although you will die, I still have the hope of resurrecting Chloe. Her soul is still there, but that requires your cooperation for the last time. May I ask you a question?"

"What?"

"Will you be my servant?"

When he asked this sentence, he had difficulty breathing, and his fingertips were trembling with excitement.

Some kind of crazy idea appeared in his mind out of thin air, which made him unable to stop.

Nicole Flamel was infected by his crazy emotions. He was on the verge of death, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. On his old and pale face, his eyes were round: "Could it be...?"

Hoffa knew the old man got it.

He nodded.

"I am willing." Nicole May said without hesitation.

Thirty-five seconds.

Hoffa disappeared, and Apparated disappeared into the shadow world.

Naniji took a bite and landed on the ground. The endless tentacles pierced the ground into a sieve.

"He ran away!?"

Baby Voldemort yelled anxiously, "Did he slip away?"

"Shut up!"

Numerous phantoms of Grindelwald scolded, and he sneered and swore: "He won't run away, what he wants most is still here with me!"

He turned his head to look at the silver-haired ghost kneeling on the ground. Aglaia's ghost was kneeling on the ground, but he took his face out of his hands, with a dazed and confused expression on his face.

thirty seven seconds

Hoffa came to London, the former residence where the old Hoffa brought him back, he pushed the door open with a bang, and broke into the second floor. In the dark, he immediately pinched his nose.

The old man was still slumped on the chair that had a hole in his head, but after nearly a year, he was rotten beyond words. Amidst the stench, maggots fell from his hollow bones.

But Hoffa couldn't care less about the nausea at this time, he picked up a bone from "his" arm and put it in his bosom, and the apparition disappeared.

thirty nine seconds

He apparated and came to the old house of Nicole Flamel's house. He ran to the basement in three steps and two steps, and opened the door of the minus 30 degree refrigerator. In the cold light, Mance was as thin as a black monkey. The body was still lying silently in the freezer.

But Nicole Flamel had already drawn out Mance's last blood and put it in a glass tube. He reached out and took the glass tube in his hand, and Apparation disappeared again.

Forty-one seconds!

Nicole Flamel fell out of the shadow world.

Hoffa apparated back to Nico Flamel and caught him.

Seeing him reappear, countless phantoms of Grindelwald waved their tentacles again without hesitation, but this time Hoffa did not dodge again, instead, he ran towards the endless tentacles.

Whoosh whoosh!

In less than a second, he was stabbed into a doll with holes by the tentacles.

Grindelwald withdrew his tentacles violently and stared at him. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. He didn't believe that Hoffa would seek his own death at this time.

Aglaia was already stunned by this crazy scene. She clutched her non-existent heart and stared blankly at the one-armed blood man in front of her.

fifty seconds.

Hoffa, who was poked into a sieve, did not die, and blood flowed out from his wound crazily, but his healing ability was so strong at night, those wounds quickly closed, trying to save his life.

But he didn't realize it, and just dragged Nicolas towards Voldemort's resurrection pool.

Voldemort was too scared to speak by Hoffa covered in blood. In his eyes, that guy was completely inhuman. But Hoffa didn't do anything to him. He walked up to Wormtail, who was pretending to be dead, and drew out his silver dagger.

The giant snake Naniji entangled his thigh, and without realizing it, he cut off his thigh with a knife, acting like a madman.

This is not over yet, after chopping off his thigh, he stood on the ground with one leg, raised the sharp knife, and stabbed it straight into his heart.

Puff, with a scream like a monster, he spit out a ball of blood.

It wasn't him who screamed, but his chest. A mouth opened in his heart, and that mouth firmly bit the sharp knife to prevent him from destroying his body any more.

Fifty-five seconds.

But Hoffa did not give up. With an indifferent expression on his face, he pulled out the sharp knife forcefully, and frantically tore apart his heart with the knife until his heart was stabbed to pieces. It slipped and was picked up by Nicole Flamel.

Voldemort looked at him, shocked for a moment, then laughed: "Crazy. Crazy. Crazy. You are completely crazy."

But Grindelwald didn't smile. He looked at Hoffa who kept self-harming, and the expression on his face changed several times. Finally, when he saw the bone of Hoffa's hand hidden in his arms, he widened in shock. Eyes, finally saw what Hoffa wanted to do.

"Destroy him ruin this maniac"

he murmured.

Fifty-nine seconds.

A huge meteorite summoned by Miller fell from the sky.

The billowing thick smoke covered everything, and the high temperature and energy surged in like a sea tide, almost enough to destroy the world.

But it's too late.

Nicole Flamel raised the silver knife, with the last bit of strength, sliced ​​off a piece of flesh on his arm, and let it fall into the resurrection pool.

"Destroy him!!"

Countless Grindelwald phantoms screamed, and they all rushed to the man standing by the resurrection pool, covered in blood.

last second.

Covered in blood and on the verge of death, the inhuman Hoffa laughed wildly. He pointed his middle finger to the sky.

"FKU GOD!!!"

Then holding the bones and blood, he jumped off Voldemort's resurrection pool.