Chapter 743 The holy fire can't shake the dragon and becomes king
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Astoria sat in the library, sketching casually on the parchment.
Luna passed by her with the book in her arms, and came back by her.
Back and forth, Astoria finally found out.
"Luna?" Astoria looked at Luna who was leading the horned snoring beast.
The main reason is that the horned snoring beast is too conspicuous every time it walks by.
The horned snorkel was almost the size of a cow, but the strict Ms. Pince turned a blind eye to it.
Chewing the apple in its mouth, the juice fell down on the small jar on the horned snoring beast's neck.
The sleepwalking Luna blinked and said hello, "Hey, Atuo."
"What are you doing?" Astoria asked the graduating senior, "What book is it?"
Crooked Snork uses its hands to take out fruit from the pouch on its stomach.
"Woo——" Luna dragged her voice, thought for a while and said, "I want to see if the Star Society will not appear."
Speaking of the Star Club, Astoria didn't go in for a while.
Malfoy is temporarily unavailable, and Astoria is also available.
She might as well go to Qunxing Club with Luna.
The current Qunxing Club wanders around the school at will. If you don't need to go to the Qunxing badge, you really can't find it.
Luna invites Astoria to sit on the back of the Horned Snork.
Originally, the weight of one person became two, and the horned snoring beast mooed in protest.
A strange creature with two beautiful girls on its back makes for a very strange picture.
The students passing by couldn't help but turn their heads to look.
Astoria was a little embarrassed, but Luna seemed much calmer.
Sitting on the back of the horned snoring beast, it was as soft as a sofa.
Even the bumps of walking up the stairs will not pass on to them.
In the portrait in the corridor, Sir Cadogan is wearing armor and holding a sword, clamoring to deal with the big monster, the Snork, which makes Snork very dissatisfied.
Go all the way to the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.
The original site of Qunxing Club.
"Huh? Why is there no one here?" Luna blinked, looking at the administrator's office with the open door.
"Dumbledore is not here." Astoria also felt strange.
Since retiring, Dumbledore has been staying in the office to start his retirement life.
Occasionally, the former principal can be seen in the auditorium.
Recently, Dumbledore will go to Hagrid's hut to study the gameplay of Gobstone.
Sometimes a colored fluid can be seen staining his beard.
in the office.
The windows are open, and the coming storm blows the white curtains and dances.
An unfinished letter was pressed by a pen.
Ink dripped on the parchment.
...
The aged Heimdall was awakened.
This silver giant dragon opened its gray and white eyes.
"Call me for something, the Spear of Thunder Carrying Out."
The black dragon bowed his head respectfully, "Sage, I bring the king's order."
Heimdall's eyes widened slightly, and the blind old dragon shook his wings.
With a huge body of more than one hundred feet, even Thunder Carrying Spear, who was the elder dragon, seemed small in front of him.
"Our king, what order do you bring?"
Thunder Carrying Lance said with a serious face, "I don't know."
"..." Heimdall stood still.
Thunder Carrying Spear scratched his head, "I don't know what she's talking about either."
"A girl brought by Amoham, a human being who once appeared with the king."
Except for some particularly intelligent dragons, the giant dragons rely more on guessing about human languages.
As a giant dragon who can speak human language, Heimdall let the Thunder Spear bring people here.
Outside the village of dragons.
Daphne was surrounded by a group of dragons, she was a little nervous.
Amohan stood beside her with his head upright, and the fireball dragon that had been rescued put his head close to Daphne.
Her breath was full of scorching heat, and she said to Amohan: "I remember her, last time she was doing a wizard's friendship ceremony with the king."
The baby dragons also grew to semi-adult size, and the eight-foot dragons tried to get close to Daphne, but were pushed away by their mother.
The sky suddenly darkened.
Immediately afterwards, a huge Thunder Spear fell from the sky, and the blowing wind caused Daphne's hair to fly.
The Spear of Thunder Carrying Out said a few words to A Mohan, A Mohan nodded, and then crawled his head down.
Her big eyes were fixed on Daphne.
Daphne hesitated: "You want me to sit on it?"
Amohan nodded.
Daphne looked at the threatening dragons around her, but still chose to believe in Amohan.
Anyway, one person, one dragon still had some friendship in the Hogwarts battle.
sat on the back of Ahmad.
A Mohan shook the extreme dragon's buttocks, and slapped the little dragon who was close to Aunt Long away.
She jumped up vigorously and turned into a black arrow and flew towards the land of dragons.
Thunder Carrying Spear also took off.
The two dragons and one person soon came to the hometown of dragons.
Heimdall stood there quietly.
But the pressure brought by that body is greater than all the dragons below combined.
"Dear guest, are you here to bring the king's order?"
Daphne opened her mouth wide in surprise, a dragon is talking?
Could it be an Animagus, John kind?
"I'm not a wizard." Heimdall seemed to guess what she was thinking, shaking his head slightly. "As long as you survive long enough, even the language of a wizard is not that difficult."
As a thousand-year-old dragon, it is not an exaggeration for Heimdall to say that it is a living fossil.
Daphne calmed down, she got off Amohan's back, bowed slightly and said, "John needs help."
"The dragon will help our king unconditionally." Heimdall moved himself closer to Daphne, his breath was chilly, "Please tell, our king."
"A war." Daphne said in a deep voice, "The magic world needs the help of the dragon."
"Yes." Heimdall agreed.
Daphne was about to watch Heimdall's movements, but saw the old dragon stop.
In those eyes, images are dancing.
explosion.
Baptize that place.
That's the holy fire.
A test of wizards and magic.
...
A Muggle weapon capable of causing large-scale damage.
The explosion carried shock and flames, destroying the islands in this sea.
In the flames, an isolated circle floated up and down.
Everything in front of my eyes was broken and restored.
"Excellent time magic, amazing." Grindelwald lay in the circle, as comfortable as he was on vacation in Hawaii, and he was almost given a glass of whiskey.
John's body exuded black air at this moment, surrounded by gold and black, and his left hand was raised horizontally.
Those shocks kept destroying and rebuilding before him.
He waved the Elder Wand, and the circle spread, covering the entire island.
The golden Möbius ring hangs over the sky.
The blackness in John's eyes dissipated.
He turned around silently and looked at the guy who wanted to die.
Grindelwald was instantly strangled by the throat, and black air rolled in John's eyes.
The black air from his body enveloped Grindelwald, and Grindelwald's face quickly paled.
"The holy fire can't shake the dragon." John's face was covered with scales, and a pair of vertical pupils stared at Grindelwald. "The same, you can't do it either."
"Really?" Grindelwald smiled slightly, "Your potential is more than that, John Wick."
"We are all people who can see the future, so you should know that we are too weak now."
"Your strength lies in your life," Grindelwald said, "I can't see the end of you."
John exerted a slight force, making Grindelwald's face even paler.
"Are you waiting for me to kill you?"
"Stop pretending, John," Grindelwald said frankly, "You are not one of those people who are afraid of killing."
"You're as crazy as I am."
"You're right." John completely wrapped Grindelwald in.
His voice was slightly cold, "Then, let this be your home."
"It's a very good choice. I hope you can take a look at it."
Grindelwald held out his finger, and John looked up.
In an instant, several explosions sounded.
Immediately afterwards, the infinite loop of the Mobius ring shook.
"See, this is the malice of Muggles." Grindelwald grabbed John's hand, "They are trying to kill you."
He looked at John earnestly, "Let's start, your killing starts with my life."
"Let magic spread to the whole world, you have the ability."
John raised his right hand and held it empty.
The sword of Silver Wick gradually emerged in his hand.
"Do you want me to kill them?" John said coldly, "Or drag me to die together."
Grindelwald sighed, "You are as calm as ever."
"But defense can't make people see the greatness of magic."
Not long after Grindelwald finished speaking.
The Möbius ring spins.
This is a time-limited magic.
John looked up.
The flickering flames fell towards this side again.
This time, John's body was gradually raised.
The golden wings spread out, and the beautiful golden scales occupied the body.
"As I said, the sacred fire cannot shake the dragon."
John flapped his wings and appeared in the sky the next second.
With a golden flame burning in his chest, John crossed the ocean with a breath of dragon breath.
The missile that was about to arrive melted, and he turned around again, his eyes fell on the submarine hidden in the sea through the black sea.
And Grindelwald looked at the giant dragon, with his hands spread out, calling loudly in the storm brought by the explosion.
"You should have been king, John."
...
Luna passed by her with the book in her arms, and came back by her.
Back and forth, Astoria finally found out.
"Luna?" Astoria looked at Luna who was leading the horned snoring beast.
The main reason is that the horned snoring beast is too conspicuous every time it walks by.
The horned snorkel was almost the size of a cow, but the strict Ms. Pince turned a blind eye to it.
Chewing the apple in its mouth, the juice fell down on the small jar on the horned snoring beast's neck.
The sleepwalking Luna blinked and said hello, "Hey, Atuo."
"What are you doing?" Astoria asked the graduating senior, "What book is it?"
Crooked Snork uses its hands to take out fruit from the pouch on its stomach.
"Woo——" Luna dragged her voice, thought for a while and said, "I want to see if the Star Society will not appear."
Speaking of the Star Club, Astoria didn't go in for a while.
Malfoy is temporarily unavailable, and Astoria is also available.
She might as well go to Qunxing Club with Luna.
The current Qunxing Club wanders around the school at will. If you don't need to go to the Qunxing badge, you really can't find it.
Luna invites Astoria to sit on the back of the Horned Snork.
Originally, the weight of one person became two, and the horned snoring beast mooed in protest.
A strange creature with two beautiful girls on its back makes for a very strange picture.
The students passing by couldn't help but turn their heads to look.
Astoria was a little embarrassed, but Luna seemed much calmer.
Sitting on the back of the horned snoring beast, it was as soft as a sofa.
Even the bumps of walking up the stairs will not pass on to them.
In the portrait in the corridor, Sir Cadogan is wearing armor and holding a sword, clamoring to deal with the big monster, the Snork, which makes Snork very dissatisfied.
Go all the way to the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.
The original site of Qunxing Club.
"Huh? Why is there no one here?" Luna blinked, looking at the administrator's office with the open door.
"Dumbledore is not here." Astoria also felt strange.
Since retiring, Dumbledore has been staying in the office to start his retirement life.
Occasionally, the former principal can be seen in the auditorium.
Recently, Dumbledore will go to Hagrid's hut to study the gameplay of Gobstone.
Sometimes a colored fluid can be seen staining his beard.
in the office.
The windows are open, and the coming storm blows the white curtains and dances.
An unfinished letter was pressed by a pen.
Ink dripped on the parchment.
...
The aged Heimdall was awakened.
This silver giant dragon opened its gray and white eyes.
"Call me for something, the Spear of Thunder Carrying Out."
The black dragon bowed his head respectfully, "Sage, I bring the king's order."
Heimdall's eyes widened slightly, and the blind old dragon shook his wings.
With a huge body of more than one hundred feet, even Thunder Carrying Spear, who was the elder dragon, seemed small in front of him.
"Our king, what order do you bring?"
Thunder Carrying Lance said with a serious face, "I don't know."
"..." Heimdall stood still.
Thunder Carrying Spear scratched his head, "I don't know what she's talking about either."
"A girl brought by Amoham, a human being who once appeared with the king."
Except for some particularly intelligent dragons, the giant dragons rely more on guessing about human languages.
As a giant dragon who can speak human language, Heimdall let the Thunder Spear bring people here.
Outside the village of dragons.
Daphne was surrounded by a group of dragons, she was a little nervous.
Amohan stood beside her with his head upright, and the fireball dragon that had been rescued put his head close to Daphne.
Her breath was full of scorching heat, and she said to Amohan: "I remember her, last time she was doing a wizard's friendship ceremony with the king."
The baby dragons also grew to semi-adult size, and the eight-foot dragons tried to get close to Daphne, but were pushed away by their mother.
The sky suddenly darkened.
Immediately afterwards, a huge Thunder Spear fell from the sky, and the blowing wind caused Daphne's hair to fly.
The Spear of Thunder Carrying Out said a few words to A Mohan, A Mohan nodded, and then crawled his head down.
Her big eyes were fixed on Daphne.
Daphne hesitated: "You want me to sit on it?"
Amohan nodded.
Daphne looked at the threatening dragons around her, but still chose to believe in Amohan.
Anyway, one person, one dragon still had some friendship in the Hogwarts battle.
sat on the back of Ahmad.
A Mohan shook the extreme dragon's buttocks, and slapped the little dragon who was close to Aunt Long away.
She jumped up vigorously and turned into a black arrow and flew towards the land of dragons.
Thunder Carrying Spear also took off.
The two dragons and one person soon came to the hometown of dragons.
Heimdall stood there quietly.
But the pressure brought by that body is greater than all the dragons below combined.
"Dear guest, are you here to bring the king's order?"
Daphne opened her mouth wide in surprise, a dragon is talking?
Could it be an Animagus, John kind?
"I'm not a wizard." Heimdall seemed to guess what she was thinking, shaking his head slightly. "As long as you survive long enough, even the language of a wizard is not that difficult."
As a thousand-year-old dragon, it is not an exaggeration for Heimdall to say that it is a living fossil.
Daphne calmed down, she got off Amohan's back, bowed slightly and said, "John needs help."
"The dragon will help our king unconditionally." Heimdall moved himself closer to Daphne, his breath was chilly, "Please tell, our king."
"A war." Daphne said in a deep voice, "The magic world needs the help of the dragon."
"Yes." Heimdall agreed.
Daphne was about to watch Heimdall's movements, but saw the old dragon stop.
In those eyes, images are dancing.
explosion.
Baptize that place.
That's the holy fire.
A test of wizards and magic.
...
A Muggle weapon capable of causing large-scale damage.
The explosion carried shock and flames, destroying the islands in this sea.
In the flames, an isolated circle floated up and down.
Everything in front of my eyes was broken and restored.
"Excellent time magic, amazing." Grindelwald lay in the circle, as comfortable as he was on vacation in Hawaii, and he was almost given a glass of whiskey.
John's body exuded black air at this moment, surrounded by gold and black, and his left hand was raised horizontally.
Those shocks kept destroying and rebuilding before him.
He waved the Elder Wand, and the circle spread, covering the entire island.
The golden Möbius ring hangs over the sky.
The blackness in John's eyes dissipated.
He turned around silently and looked at the guy who wanted to die.
Grindelwald was instantly strangled by the throat, and black air rolled in John's eyes.
The black air from his body enveloped Grindelwald, and Grindelwald's face quickly paled.
"The holy fire can't shake the dragon." John's face was covered with scales, and a pair of vertical pupils stared at Grindelwald. "The same, you can't do it either."
"Really?" Grindelwald smiled slightly, "Your potential is more than that, John Wick."
"We are all people who can see the future, so you should know that we are too weak now."
"Your strength lies in your life," Grindelwald said, "I can't see the end of you."
John exerted a slight force, making Grindelwald's face even paler.
"Are you waiting for me to kill you?"
"Stop pretending, John," Grindelwald said frankly, "You are not one of those people who are afraid of killing."
"You're as crazy as I am."
"You're right." John completely wrapped Grindelwald in.
His voice was slightly cold, "Then, let this be your home."
"It's a very good choice. I hope you can take a look at it."
Grindelwald held out his finger, and John looked up.
In an instant, several explosions sounded.
Immediately afterwards, the infinite loop of the Mobius ring shook.
"See, this is the malice of Muggles." Grindelwald grabbed John's hand, "They are trying to kill you."
He looked at John earnestly, "Let's start, your killing starts with my life."
"Let magic spread to the whole world, you have the ability."
John raised his right hand and held it empty.
The sword of Silver Wick gradually emerged in his hand.
"Do you want me to kill them?" John said coldly, "Or drag me to die together."
Grindelwald sighed, "You are as calm as ever."
"But defense can't make people see the greatness of magic."
Not long after Grindelwald finished speaking.
The Möbius ring spins.
This is a time-limited magic.
John looked up.
The flickering flames fell towards this side again.
This time, John's body was gradually raised.
The golden wings spread out, and the beautiful golden scales occupied the body.
"As I said, the sacred fire cannot shake the dragon."
John flapped his wings and appeared in the sky the next second.
With a golden flame burning in his chest, John crossed the ocean with a breath of dragon breath.
The missile that was about to arrive melted, and he turned around again, his eyes fell on the submarine hidden in the sea through the black sea.
And Grindelwald looked at the giant dragon, with his hands spread out, calling loudly in the storm brought by the explosion.
"You should have been king, John."
...
