The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts - Chapter 512 icy sun

"Long time no see, Ian, you look less and less human."

Zhang Qi put his hands behind his back, looked at the King of Flesh and Flesh in an absolutely defenseless posture, and was amazed:

"I'm actually very curious. According to human morphology, all the tissues in your body are rotten meat that consumes nutrients in vain. What can make you into what you are today?"

Yaen completely ignored Zhang Qi's provocation, and his face was a mixture of shock and fear.

"You! How did you come here? I have clearly set up several anchor points, and those lowly undead should hold you back!"

The incarnation of Ian let out a terrified cry. He had set up sub-anchor points in Britain, France, and Japan on purpose. Those creatures from the region would invade through the anchor points. Zhang Qi and Astoria A killing **** should be distracted by the invasion of these areas!

How could he appear here? This is not according to plan!

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Tumor. It just so happens that I have some good friends in England and Japan. As for France..."

Zhang Qi glanced at the shocked Grindelwald, then said lightly:

"You don't think the daughter of the first generation Dark Lord is useless, do you? Maybe her son is so outstanding that he has already overwhelmed her, but this does not mean that her strength has weakened. Deal with this crisis!"

"The long river of time has lost too many things, and some characters have long been submerged in history. You can't get their existence from history books, because they themselves are myths."

Zhang Qi weighed the Sword of Greed in his hands. This sword was still so convenient. After all, it was the sword used by Gryffindor back then. In the millennia, the Big Four still had time to improve the sword.

"How... this, this is impossible!"

Yan suddenly felt a chill that penetrated the depths of his soul. This avatar has never felt such a strong sense of fear since it was created!

He felt that the undead army he had released in the UK was disconnected in an instant, and the way of disconnection was very strange. It was not that the undead were passively cut off from the main consciousness after being destroyed, but it seemed that someone directly snatched it. Control of those undead!

"Although the earl who once pierced the enemy has become decadent, his heart is still hot. Ian, you have offended an ancient creature that you shouldn't have offended."

Zhang Qi held the heavy Sword of Greed with one hand, and turned it around in his hand with exceptional flexibility. Grindelwald, who already had some osteoporosis, saw his eyelids twitching. He was so weak that he didn't dare to carry heavy objects now. , otherwise it is likely to cause fractures.

Ian worked hard to stabilize the tremor in the depths of his soul. He just connected to the vision of random undead creatures in Britain, and then saw a particularly terrifying scene.

The sticky blood rushed across the entire city like a tsunami. Wherever it went, the trembling humans were safe and sound, but all the undead were entangled in blood and lost control immediately.

In the endless blood, the dead are slowly standing up, they are all controlled by a unified goal, controlled by the only thing!

"The Earl asked me to bring you a message-you low-level ghouls, you don't have your own consciousness, you kill just for the sake of killing, and you don't even know how to feed yourself. How can low-level ghouls have the guts? To fight against the high blood-sucking king?"

Zhang Qi waved to Father Anderson who was fighting beside him, and then said loudly:

"Principal Dumbledore, Mr. Grindelwald, I have opened the suppression circle here, and you take the civilians who are still alive to evacuate through teleportation, and I will break off with Father Anderson!"

"Exactly! These undead actually dare to walk in the world majestically. They have deviated from the original principles and the justice of the world. They are straws that are about to be cut!"

The red-eyed Father Anderson let out a loud laugh. He waved his gun sword and rushed into the crowd of undead. Wherever he went, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and abruptly cut a **** path in the crowd of undead!

"You two, what are you waiting for? Now the whole city has turned into hell, except for some lucky people living on the edge of the city, you are the only survivors! Evacuate first with the hope of mankind! I will then arrive!"

Zhang Qi patted Dumbledore's shoulder, and the white scales on the old man's face crackled and fell off, revealing the normal human skin below.

"Principal Dumbledore, you are my mentor. Although there are conflicts and differences between us, what I want to say is that you will always be my teacher."

Zhang Qi waved his hand to the old man, then held the sword in his hand and walked slowly towards the swarm of undead.

"Children, be careful!"

Dumbledore looked at the back of the boy going away, gritted his teeth fiercely, and then organized all the surviving humans to stand together.

There are about 300 uninfected humans in the halls of the Ministry of Magic, of which more than 100 are Ministry employees, and more than 200 Muggles.

But whether it is a wizard or a Muggle, at this moment they are no longer trembling with fear ~www.novelbuddy.com~ because those priests and nuns rushing towards the undead swarm, as well as the boy who waved the undead heads flying, are the real human beings. hope!

After all preparations were completed, Dumbledore and Grindelwald activated the teleportation circle. The two looked solemnly at the chaotic battlefield that had already been fought. They opened their mouths to say something, but before they could speak, they disappeared into the In a burst of light.

"Interesting, it seems that there must be something wrong with your body, otherwise it would be impossible to ask Dumbledore to take those Muggles to evacuate first, you are staying to beg for death."

Yan let out a sneer. He seemed to have seen through the heart of the young man in front of him. He definitely couldn't reach his previous strength because of some things, so he chose to stay and break the line.

"No, no, Mr. Tumor, you seem to have some misunderstandings about me."

But what Yaen didn't expect was that Zhang Qi shook his head, and then continued to walk slowly towards the wave of undead.

"I just think that the following scenes are more violent and not suitable for Muggles and the two old people to watch."

The sword of greed in Zhang Qi's hand ignited blue flames. These flames were not high-temperature plasma in the pure sense, but some energy projected into three-dimensional space!

If someone can sneak into the inner world at this time and watch the battlefield from a grinding angle, then they will see that an icy blue sun composed of pure energy covers the entire battlefield!