Chapter 850 The king in the seat will be alone forever
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
As the sword body enters the throne of the eternal Witch King.
A powerful wave of magic spreads out from the magic tower.
Over the wizard city, the clouds rolled away.
The sword of Silver Wyk ignited with golden flames.
Like a torch, the red magic stone shines.
The golden flame spread to the throne of the Eternal Witch King, and the scorching heat made the owl flap its wings.
It burned from the throne of the Eternal Witch King to the ground, and then spread from the ground to the entire magic tower.
The huge magic tower was blazing with golden flames.
Like a huge oven, melting the ice and snow in the entire city.
Countless people looked at the bright magic tower.
As the golden flame appears, it gradually reflects magnificent and colorful light.
The walls became as transparent as glass.
Everyone looked at this scene. In the Ministry of Magic, Percy stood up suddenly.
The table trembled because of his movements, ink rolled off the table, and black ink fell on the carefully ironed clothes.
Percy didn't notice anything like that. He stared at the Magic Tower through the window.
His body was shaking, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and his teeth were clenched.
The ring in his hand fell into his palm bit by bit.
Finally got to this point.
The king of the Star Club became the king of the entire magical world.
"Percy?"
Penello came to visit him and happened to see this scene.
The husband who used to be calm now looks ferocious.
He punched the table with all his strength.
Looking at the hard-working documents, he overturned the table.
"Fake!!!"
...
Malfoy, the least calm person, was extra calm today.
The light of the ring in his hand has illuminated the hall of Malfoy Manor.
The bright light is in his hands.
Like a star.
Malfoy moved his fingers, trying to close them to cover up the light.
But this light is the burning light of his best friend.
How could he do that.
He didn't speak, and looked at the ring quietly.
"You dragged me out of the mire, turned around and jumped into the flames of no return."
Malfoy said.
The light is so dazzling, John.
...
Cedric stood alone outside the house, without shoes and with messy hair.
He and Cho Chang lived on an island outside the Wizarding City.
But he still saw the brilliant golden flame.
He was silent, and in the end he could only sigh.
...
Hogwarts.
The Starry Sky Cup will be held soon.
This is where Astoria plays at home.
She sees the ring that lights up.
Witches from the same dormitory gathered around.
Only Astoria knows what this means.
She picked up the ring and a witch asked her what was going on.
She did not answer.
This is burning ashes.
It is the last light given to friends.
As the youngest person in the Star Club, the person Astoria admires the most is John.
It was also John who taught her a lot and recognized her as a star.
A girl who was inconspicuous among the stars is now the most eye-catching rising star in the school league.
...
Furong has been closed to visitors for many days.
She knew all this when she received the ring.
"You gave us all your last tenderness." Fleur curtsied and said sadly, "It would be great if you lied to me like you did when you stole the feather of the divine talisman."
John of the Society of Stars, the Witch-King on the Throne.
Fleur had never looked forward to a lie so much.
If the letter was a joke, she would be happy.
Unfortunately, that was a farewell.
...
Edgar's light illuminates this room.
Like the dazzling life of the sun.
Now it burns itself like the sun.
Edgar in the dark, they are the most persistent and crazy people.
Their light illuminates the world.
"My king," Heinrich put his hand on his heart and said piously, "Edgar, I will always wait for your awakening."
Jin stood beside him, also put his hand on his heart, and said seriously: "I will wait with you."
King, do not forget your ministers.
The king's deputy always follows the king.
...
In the deep sea, Daphne looked at the ring absentmindedly.
The ring is in the dark seabed, with golden light emanating from it.
She stared at the light and picked up the Stars Badge.
What she expected didn't happen.
There is no message inside the badge.
Silent tears streaked down the corners of my eyes, breaking free from my skin.
The crystal clear and round teardrops are like glass falling into the deep sea.
Shattered, merged, disappeared on the decaying deck.
Why do you cry?
Daphne didn't know.
Maybe this is the witch's intuition, she understands that she may never see that person again.
The person who makes people full of regrets.
A scar seemed to be torn open in her soul.
The scar stung every time she breathed.
Mr. Greengrass asked everyone to leave his daughter alone.
As a father, he felt powerless at the moment.
"This is what I don't want to see, my daughter."
Mr. Greengrass sighed deeply.
That is something even more unsolvable than a curse.
It's called love, but you can't love it.
It's called love, but you can't get close.
My love is trapped in a tower, and my heart is in the abyss.
Daphne could not fall in love with another person in her life.
That person is so good, so perfect.
Even the separation is impeccable, and even the closeness is so painful.
He is not the Dark Lord, nor the White Lord.
He is the Witch King, the Witch King of all people.
Mr. Greengrass looked at his daughter from a distance.
As a father, he just needs to protect his daughter.
...
The magic tower flames dance.
The mirror-like tower body is jumping with flames.
With his right hand covered in silver, John ascends to the throne of the Eternal Witch-King.
The golden flame cannot wait to welcome its owner.
Tom suddenly became excited and saw John preparing to sit on the throne of the Eternal Witch King.
The dog barked anxiously.
Seeing Tom's anxious look, John chuckled and said, "Tom, I forgot to say hello to you."
Tom lowered his tail.
It was unwilling to let John sit on it.
John wanted to rub Tom's lost dog head, but unfortunately he couldn't do it now.
Golden flames wrapped around John's body, and the throne of the Eternal Witch King exuded magic that no one could resist.
"Basil, beat Tom less, and stop beating the owl all the time."
After Basil heard it, he didn't know whether he heard it or not. He just buried his head under his wings.
"Riddle, although you are smaller than them both, you are the most stable," John told Riddle again, "When I am not around, you take good care of them and don't let them get hurt."
Riddle nodded, but the long-eared owl's feathers quivered.
"Hector, Helmer," John looked at the two stars, "During my absence, protect the Wizarding City, and you can also go and play with those of the same kind."
The little star spirits stood under the stairs of the throne of the Eternal Witch King. They lowered their heads and lost their former vitality.
This is the last command of the Creator.
Everything has been told and told.
"We're saying goodbye," he concluded.
With a smile on his lips, John slowly sat down.
"Goodbye."
Take out the magic blood and drink it.
The magic rampage begins.
He sits on the throne of the Eternal Witch-King.
The rampant magic power expanded along with the entire magic tower.
Invisible to the naked eye, chains were wrapped around John's body.
this moment.
He is the Witch King.
The eyes turned into vertical pupils, with black, gold, and purple dancing in them.
Golden flames wrapped around his body and entered his body from his skin.
It was like billions of scalpels piercing the body.
The intense pain made John's expression become ferocious.
The flickering flames of the magic tower contracted rapidly and surged towards John's body.
All flames disappear.
John closed his eyes.
...
"Countdown to the finale, the new book "I Swing the Magic Wand in Marvel" has been released. Thank you to new and old readers for their support."
A powerful wave of magic spreads out from the magic tower.
Over the wizard city, the clouds rolled away.
The sword of Silver Wyk ignited with golden flames.
Like a torch, the red magic stone shines.
The golden flame spread to the throne of the Eternal Witch King, and the scorching heat made the owl flap its wings.
It burned from the throne of the Eternal Witch King to the ground, and then spread from the ground to the entire magic tower.
The huge magic tower was blazing with golden flames.
Like a huge oven, melting the ice and snow in the entire city.
Countless people looked at the bright magic tower.
As the golden flame appears, it gradually reflects magnificent and colorful light.
The walls became as transparent as glass.
Everyone looked at this scene. In the Ministry of Magic, Percy stood up suddenly.
The table trembled because of his movements, ink rolled off the table, and black ink fell on the carefully ironed clothes.
Percy didn't notice anything like that. He stared at the Magic Tower through the window.
His body was shaking, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and his teeth were clenched.
The ring in his hand fell into his palm bit by bit.
Finally got to this point.
The king of the Star Club became the king of the entire magical world.
"Percy?"
Penello came to visit him and happened to see this scene.
The husband who used to be calm now looks ferocious.
He punched the table with all his strength.
Looking at the hard-working documents, he overturned the table.
"Fake!!!"
...
Malfoy, the least calm person, was extra calm today.
The light of the ring in his hand has illuminated the hall of Malfoy Manor.
The bright light is in his hands.
Like a star.
Malfoy moved his fingers, trying to close them to cover up the light.
But this light is the burning light of his best friend.
How could he do that.
He didn't speak, and looked at the ring quietly.
"You dragged me out of the mire, turned around and jumped into the flames of no return."
Malfoy said.
The light is so dazzling, John.
...
Cedric stood alone outside the house, without shoes and with messy hair.
He and Cho Chang lived on an island outside the Wizarding City.
But he still saw the brilliant golden flame.
He was silent, and in the end he could only sigh.
...
Hogwarts.
The Starry Sky Cup will be held soon.
This is where Astoria plays at home.
She sees the ring that lights up.
Witches from the same dormitory gathered around.
Only Astoria knows what this means.
She picked up the ring and a witch asked her what was going on.
She did not answer.
This is burning ashes.
It is the last light given to friends.
As the youngest person in the Star Club, the person Astoria admires the most is John.
It was also John who taught her a lot and recognized her as a star.
A girl who was inconspicuous among the stars is now the most eye-catching rising star in the school league.
...
Furong has been closed to visitors for many days.
She knew all this when she received the ring.
"You gave us all your last tenderness." Fleur curtsied and said sadly, "It would be great if you lied to me like you did when you stole the feather of the divine talisman."
John of the Society of Stars, the Witch-King on the Throne.
Fleur had never looked forward to a lie so much.
If the letter was a joke, she would be happy.
Unfortunately, that was a farewell.
...
Edgar's light illuminates this room.
Like the dazzling life of the sun.
Now it burns itself like the sun.
Edgar in the dark, they are the most persistent and crazy people.
Their light illuminates the world.
"My king," Heinrich put his hand on his heart and said piously, "Edgar, I will always wait for your awakening."
Jin stood beside him, also put his hand on his heart, and said seriously: "I will wait with you."
King, do not forget your ministers.
The king's deputy always follows the king.
...
In the deep sea, Daphne looked at the ring absentmindedly.
The ring is in the dark seabed, with golden light emanating from it.
She stared at the light and picked up the Stars Badge.
What she expected didn't happen.
There is no message inside the badge.
Silent tears streaked down the corners of my eyes, breaking free from my skin.
The crystal clear and round teardrops are like glass falling into the deep sea.
Shattered, merged, disappeared on the decaying deck.
Why do you cry?
Daphne didn't know.
Maybe this is the witch's intuition, she understands that she may never see that person again.
The person who makes people full of regrets.
A scar seemed to be torn open in her soul.
The scar stung every time she breathed.
Mr. Greengrass asked everyone to leave his daughter alone.
As a father, he felt powerless at the moment.
"This is what I don't want to see, my daughter."
Mr. Greengrass sighed deeply.
That is something even more unsolvable than a curse.
It's called love, but you can't love it.
It's called love, but you can't get close.
My love is trapped in a tower, and my heart is in the abyss.
Daphne could not fall in love with another person in her life.
That person is so good, so perfect.
Even the separation is impeccable, and even the closeness is so painful.
He is not the Dark Lord, nor the White Lord.
He is the Witch King, the Witch King of all people.
Mr. Greengrass looked at his daughter from a distance.
As a father, he just needs to protect his daughter.
...
The magic tower flames dance.
The mirror-like tower body is jumping with flames.
With his right hand covered in silver, John ascends to the throne of the Eternal Witch-King.
The golden flame cannot wait to welcome its owner.
Tom suddenly became excited and saw John preparing to sit on the throne of the Eternal Witch King.
The dog barked anxiously.
Seeing Tom's anxious look, John chuckled and said, "Tom, I forgot to say hello to you."
Tom lowered his tail.
It was unwilling to let John sit on it.
John wanted to rub Tom's lost dog head, but unfortunately he couldn't do it now.
Golden flames wrapped around John's body, and the throne of the Eternal Witch King exuded magic that no one could resist.
"Basil, beat Tom less, and stop beating the owl all the time."
After Basil heard it, he didn't know whether he heard it or not. He just buried his head under his wings.
"Riddle, although you are smaller than them both, you are the most stable," John told Riddle again, "When I am not around, you take good care of them and don't let them get hurt."
Riddle nodded, but the long-eared owl's feathers quivered.
"Hector, Helmer," John looked at the two stars, "During my absence, protect the Wizarding City, and you can also go and play with those of the same kind."
The little star spirits stood under the stairs of the throne of the Eternal Witch King. They lowered their heads and lost their former vitality.
This is the last command of the Creator.
Everything has been told and told.
"We're saying goodbye," he concluded.
With a smile on his lips, John slowly sat down.
"Goodbye."
Take out the magic blood and drink it.
The magic rampage begins.
He sits on the throne of the Eternal Witch-King.
The rampant magic power expanded along with the entire magic tower.
Invisible to the naked eye, chains were wrapped around John's body.
this moment.
He is the Witch King.
The eyes turned into vertical pupils, with black, gold, and purple dancing in them.
Golden flames wrapped around his body and entered his body from his skin.
It was like billions of scalpels piercing the body.
The intense pain made John's expression become ferocious.
The flickering flames of the magic tower contracted rapidly and surged towards John's body.
All flames disappear.
John closed his eyes.
...
"Countdown to the finale, the new book "I Swing the Magic Wand in Marvel" has been released. Thank you to new and old readers for their support."
