Chapter 656 London Has Fallen: Cage Deathmatch (2)
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 656 London Has Fallen: Cage Deathmatch ([-])
"Cheer up! MacGuffin!" Hagrid yelled.
McGuffin froze for a moment, and stayed where he was, not understanding how Hagrid would appear here unexpectedly.
Then, he was pulled by Hagrid's thick arm, and he was pulled away from the ruins behind him.
He was dragged by this big guy like flying... staggered to the other side of the street.
What appeared in front of McGuffin was an extremely peculiar building that could not be described in words.
It is a huge square platform made of iron plates, buses, locomotives, containers, cars...helicopter wreckage...in short, anything you can get in this city.
Those sundries were built indiscriminately, if there were no wizards on them, waving their magic wands and continuously adding layers of layers,
It can't take shape at all, it has already collapsed.
This platform is about ten meters high, and there are layers of different platforms in the center. On the top of the pointed iron tower at the highest point... a huge bright ball of light is shining.
like a little sun,
It is it that illuminates this area as if it were daytime.
This temporary shelter built by wizards looks like an oil drilling platform at sea.
It's just that it wasn't sea water that besieged them, but the endless wave of living corpses behind McGuffin.
Those monsters roared continuously, and the screams were full of pain and desire for flesh and blood.
At this time, McGuffin saw that many people dressed in Muggle decorations were hiding densely on the platform, and there were even many Muggle soldiers standing on the platforms layer by layer.
They carried heavy machine guns, light machine guns, sniper rifles, rocket launchers... all kinds of Muggle weapons aimed at the zombie wave behind McGuffin and bombarded them, pouring firepower.
Many wizard's spells are also mixed in, constantly flying out.
But those living corpses in the back were almost turned into Muggles from the entire city of London. From McGuffin's point of view, these obstructions and attacks... were like pouring water into the sea to no avail.
The closer the platform was, the more McGuffin could see the hills of flesh and blood piled up with the remains of the living corpses below the platform.
Layers of broken limbs piled up,... Countless blue-gray hands, and blood-stained, half-opened heads and faces... Seeped out of the rotten corpses...
This scene was like a living hell.
Boom, boom, boom!
Hagrid made a lot of noise, sprinting up from the short wall (composed of containers and iron plates) in front of the platform, and brought the McGuffin to the other wizards in two or three strokes.
(Then, this big guy rushed to the edge of the platform, raised something like a street lamp... a long iron rod, and swept down the living corpses that climbed and jumped to the top of the platform.)
"McGuffin! It's great that you're all right... I thought I lost you just now?"
Dumbledore greeted McGuffin, and he walked over in his busy schedule to check on McGuffin's physical condition.
After repairing the incompletely healed wound on McGuffin's head, Dumbledore ran to the other side of the platform to deal with other special zombies that attacked.
Listening to the repeated roars of the Muggle soldiers above, and the sound of explosions pouring firepower over there... McGuffin slowly came to his senses.
He shook his head and began to look around...all this strange and novelty.
Wizards are willing to cooperate with Muggles to stop this.
What the hell!
You are not dreaming, are you?
McGuffin looked at what happened in front of him in disbelief, he was eager to know how it all happened.
So he used [Occlumency], and again... carefully searched the memory in his mind.
'Hagrid? ...By the way, I saw Scrimgeour... directing the Aurors to attack and burn... those living corpses that kept pouring out of St. Mungo's Magical Hospital. '
’ and Hagrid and Sirius hadn’t shown up at that time…”
'Yeah, I remember after... Dumbledore and I saw this fellow Black coming..."
"It turned out that Dumbledore had sent Sirius and Hagrid to London to protect...protect...'
"By the way, it is to protect the Vernon Dursley family. The two of them are carrying out Dumbledore's order... because as long as the Dursley family is safe and subject to the blood protection spell that Dumbledore cast 14 years ago, then Harry will be safe as well."
Memories began to emerge little by little.
'Well, Sirius and Hagrid didn't want to be bodyguards for the Dursleys at all. After the sudden change in London, the two impatiently cast a protective spell on the house on Privet Drive, and then quietly left Privet Drive.I want to see what's going on in this city. '
'Afterwards, Scrimgeour caught the young man.These two fellows joined Dumbledore and himself on this street...'
"Scremgeour also led the Aurors, many capable wizards took in many panicked Muggles..."
'The last...is this endless tide of corpses, which did not form naturally...this is the result of MacGuffin, Hagrid, and several other wizards. "
"It's just that in the last lure operation, something unexpected happened, and McGuffin himself was buried in the pile of ruins in front... Wait...'
"Wait! There's one more thing, the most important thing...'
McGuffin finally recalled all the memories.
He looked up blankly,
Over their heads, over St. Mungo's Hospital,
In the red night, and the... bright light from the top of the platform spire,
A vine made of flesh and blood, or a long column, appeared indistinctly, growing continuously, reaching directly above the shattered night sky.
Not just one, in the entire city of London, Nuo Yinuo has several pillars of blood and flesh...
However, the pillar in front of them was so huge that it could be seen at a glance.
According to Dumbledore:
This pillar of flesh and blood,
—is Voldemort's anchor in this world.
He used the entire city as a sacrifice in a black magic ritual to give himself further magical powers and more thorough immortality.
And those living corpses are the elements of this ceremony, and those pillars are the anchors to ensure the normal progress of the black magic ceremony.
If you want to stop Voldemort's insane behavior and restore everything in London to normal, you have to break these pillars, or anchors.
That's why they, along with the Muggles, set up such a fort here.
Only when all the living corpses in this area are cleared, the magic power supporting this anchor point will disappear, and this pillar will be broken and destroyed. Otherwise, ordinary methods will not be able to touch and attack the pillar that floats above the sky and does not exist in this world, the anchor point.
McGuffin was thinking about it, when suddenly someone shouted, "Quick, quick, here... a big guy is coming!"
boom!
There was a violent tremor on the platform, which made McGuffin suspect that this broken place would collapse in the next moment.
Then a group of [-] to [-]% tall living corpses with tangled muscles like giant monsters, holding a huge stick made up of the same piles of corpses (the limbs of the living corpses on top are still twitching and writhing), quickly advanced here.
And above them, there is a giant bug-like monster that looks like a fire dragon, but more like a flying snail, and is flying towards it extremely quickly.
Its tail continuously sprayed out streams of corrosive pus spheres, smashing towards the platform.
There were many Muggle soldiers who had no time to dodge, and were blown upright like that, and turned into a pile of skeletons emitting green smoke. Even the Muggle soldiers who survived would turn into living corpses.
Fortunately, there was a wizard nearby to help, and directly knocked those living corpses down under the platform, otherwise...the rest of the Muggle civilians hiding on this platform would have suffered.
The tide of living corpses generally attacked from all directions, roaring continuously.
For a moment, this block, this platform seemed to become a cage... Muggles, wizards... and living corpses were thrown into it together, fighting to the death.
(End of this chapter)
"Cheer up! MacGuffin!" Hagrid yelled.
McGuffin froze for a moment, and stayed where he was, not understanding how Hagrid would appear here unexpectedly.
Then, he was pulled by Hagrid's thick arm, and he was pulled away from the ruins behind him.
He was dragged by this big guy like flying... staggered to the other side of the street.
What appeared in front of McGuffin was an extremely peculiar building that could not be described in words.
It is a huge square platform made of iron plates, buses, locomotives, containers, cars...helicopter wreckage...in short, anything you can get in this city.
Those sundries were built indiscriminately, if there were no wizards on them, waving their magic wands and continuously adding layers of layers,
It can't take shape at all, it has already collapsed.
This platform is about ten meters high, and there are layers of different platforms in the center. On the top of the pointed iron tower at the highest point... a huge bright ball of light is shining.
like a little sun,
It is it that illuminates this area as if it were daytime.
This temporary shelter built by wizards looks like an oil drilling platform at sea.
It's just that it wasn't sea water that besieged them, but the endless wave of living corpses behind McGuffin.
Those monsters roared continuously, and the screams were full of pain and desire for flesh and blood.
At this time, McGuffin saw that many people dressed in Muggle decorations were hiding densely on the platform, and there were even many Muggle soldiers standing on the platforms layer by layer.
They carried heavy machine guns, light machine guns, sniper rifles, rocket launchers... all kinds of Muggle weapons aimed at the zombie wave behind McGuffin and bombarded them, pouring firepower.
Many wizard's spells are also mixed in, constantly flying out.
But those living corpses in the back were almost turned into Muggles from the entire city of London. From McGuffin's point of view, these obstructions and attacks... were like pouring water into the sea to no avail.
The closer the platform was, the more McGuffin could see the hills of flesh and blood piled up with the remains of the living corpses below the platform.
Layers of broken limbs piled up,... Countless blue-gray hands, and blood-stained, half-opened heads and faces... Seeped out of the rotten corpses...
This scene was like a living hell.
Boom, boom, boom!
Hagrid made a lot of noise, sprinting up from the short wall (composed of containers and iron plates) in front of the platform, and brought the McGuffin to the other wizards in two or three strokes.
(Then, this big guy rushed to the edge of the platform, raised something like a street lamp... a long iron rod, and swept down the living corpses that climbed and jumped to the top of the platform.)
"McGuffin! It's great that you're all right... I thought I lost you just now?"
Dumbledore greeted McGuffin, and he walked over in his busy schedule to check on McGuffin's physical condition.
After repairing the incompletely healed wound on McGuffin's head, Dumbledore ran to the other side of the platform to deal with other special zombies that attacked.
Listening to the repeated roars of the Muggle soldiers above, and the sound of explosions pouring firepower over there... McGuffin slowly came to his senses.
He shook his head and began to look around...all this strange and novelty.
Wizards are willing to cooperate with Muggles to stop this.
What the hell!
You are not dreaming, are you?
McGuffin looked at what happened in front of him in disbelief, he was eager to know how it all happened.
So he used [Occlumency], and again... carefully searched the memory in his mind.
'Hagrid? ...By the way, I saw Scrimgeour... directing the Aurors to attack and burn... those living corpses that kept pouring out of St. Mungo's Magical Hospital. '
’ and Hagrid and Sirius hadn’t shown up at that time…”
'Yeah, I remember after... Dumbledore and I saw this fellow Black coming..."
"It turned out that Dumbledore had sent Sirius and Hagrid to London to protect...protect...'
"By the way, it is to protect the Vernon Dursley family. The two of them are carrying out Dumbledore's order... because as long as the Dursley family is safe and subject to the blood protection spell that Dumbledore cast 14 years ago, then Harry will be safe as well."
Memories began to emerge little by little.
'Well, Sirius and Hagrid didn't want to be bodyguards for the Dursleys at all. After the sudden change in London, the two impatiently cast a protective spell on the house on Privet Drive, and then quietly left Privet Drive.I want to see what's going on in this city. '
'Afterwards, Scrimgeour caught the young man.These two fellows joined Dumbledore and himself on this street...'
"Scremgeour also led the Aurors, many capable wizards took in many panicked Muggles..."
'The last...is this endless tide of corpses, which did not form naturally...this is the result of MacGuffin, Hagrid, and several other wizards. "
"It's just that in the last lure operation, something unexpected happened, and McGuffin himself was buried in the pile of ruins in front... Wait...'
"Wait! There's one more thing, the most important thing...'
McGuffin finally recalled all the memories.
He looked up blankly,
Over their heads, over St. Mungo's Hospital,
In the red night, and the... bright light from the top of the platform spire,
A vine made of flesh and blood, or a long column, appeared indistinctly, growing continuously, reaching directly above the shattered night sky.
Not just one, in the entire city of London, Nuo Yinuo has several pillars of blood and flesh...
However, the pillar in front of them was so huge that it could be seen at a glance.
According to Dumbledore:
This pillar of flesh and blood,
—is Voldemort's anchor in this world.
He used the entire city as a sacrifice in a black magic ritual to give himself further magical powers and more thorough immortality.
And those living corpses are the elements of this ceremony, and those pillars are the anchors to ensure the normal progress of the black magic ceremony.
If you want to stop Voldemort's insane behavior and restore everything in London to normal, you have to break these pillars, or anchors.
That's why they, along with the Muggles, set up such a fort here.
Only when all the living corpses in this area are cleared, the magic power supporting this anchor point will disappear, and this pillar will be broken and destroyed. Otherwise, ordinary methods will not be able to touch and attack the pillar that floats above the sky and does not exist in this world, the anchor point.
McGuffin was thinking about it, when suddenly someone shouted, "Quick, quick, here... a big guy is coming!"
boom!
There was a violent tremor on the platform, which made McGuffin suspect that this broken place would collapse in the next moment.
Then a group of [-] to [-]% tall living corpses with tangled muscles like giant monsters, holding a huge stick made up of the same piles of corpses (the limbs of the living corpses on top are still twitching and writhing), quickly advanced here.
And above them, there is a giant bug-like monster that looks like a fire dragon, but more like a flying snail, and is flying towards it extremely quickly.
Its tail continuously sprayed out streams of corrosive pus spheres, smashing towards the platform.
There were many Muggle soldiers who had no time to dodge, and were blown upright like that, and turned into a pile of skeletons emitting green smoke. Even the Muggle soldiers who survived would turn into living corpses.
Fortunately, there was a wizard nearby to help, and directly knocked those living corpses down under the platform, otherwise...the rest of the Muggle civilians hiding on this platform would have suffered.
The tide of living corpses generally attacked from all directions, roaring continuously.
For a moment, this block, this platform seemed to become a cage... Muggles, wizards... and living corpses were thrown into it together, fighting to the death.
(End of this chapter)
