Chapter 561 A meteorite falls from the sky and seals itself
Boom!
The dark clouds in the sky made the whole world dark.
The roaring thunder, mixed with the rolling sound of thunder, seemed to have frozen time.
At this moment, Tunan, the King of Goblins, is wearing a dark blue cloak, which is a treasure of the goblin clan.
As if sensing how powerful the next threat was, the cloak began to glow with dark blue light the moment it came out.
An indestructible defensive shield was instantly formed on the surface of the body.
Turan, who was inside the defensive shield, felt that the soul-stirring aura was weakened a lot and couldn't help but take a breath.
The pressure is too much.
Not only was there thunder in the sky, but the surroundings seemed to be crowded, not even allowing him to breathe, let alone absorb magic power.
This feeling is as if I have been abandoned by the whole world, not rejected.
He even forcibly absorbed the surrounding magic power, which caused backlash in his own body.
It's too difficult, it's just too difficult.
Now, he could only rely on the magic power in his body and the treasures accumulated by the goblin clan for defense.
boom! boom! boom!
The sound of thunder sounded, and waves of dark blue lightning struck Tulan.
However, it was all blocked by the defensive shield on its body and did not cause much damage to it.
His own methods were easily resisted, which seemed to make the Emperor a little angry.
There was a roar, and a dark blue ball lightning emitted strong fluctuations, hitting Turan directly.
Boom!
Facing the coming thunder, the dark blue defensive shield flashed crazily.
The light flickered, and a violent white light emerged, which was very dazzling.
A deafening roar sounded, and it was instantly visible that the originally indestructible defensive wall was filled with dense cracks.
The cloak on his body seemed to be overwhelmed, and there were signs of it beginning to break.
The flowing thunder made Turan stiff.
Fortunately, most of the thunder was resisted, and Turan's ability quickly returned to normal.
The dark blue defensive shield gradually began to close.
Even so, Turan also knew that he might not be able to withstand the same attack again.
In response, Tulan waved his hand and a purple cloak floated above his head.
At the same time, a colored defensive cover replaced the cloak.
Another fairy treasure.
As the King of Goblins, there is not much else but a lot of treasures of all kinds.
Especially this time, the enemy he expected to face was Grindelwald, so he brought a lot of preparations.
Who would have expected that it turned out to be a conspiracy and a bureau.
But the previous preparation also allowed him to buy a certain amount of time.
Seeing this, Turan continued to concentrate on searching for various traces in his body.
If he were an ordinary wizard, he would probably want to resist the rejection between heaven and earth and the thunder and lightning.
But he's not, with years of experience.
He deeply understands that he must solve the root cause of the problem, which is why the world rejects him.
In other words, what exactly did Grindelwald do to himself to lead to this result?
Otherwise, even if he resists too much, he will eventually die.
Especially in the surrounding areas, I don’t know where the three people ran, and they were observing furtively.
Otherwise, he would like to die together with the other party.
It must be the method used when fighting Grindelwald just now.
Inner thoughts emerged silently. After checking his surroundings, Turan didn't seem to find many abnormalities.
The magic power in the body has not changed, and although the aura is chaotic, it does not seem to be affected much.
There are no superfluous objects on the body surface.
Even there are no pulling treasure devices around.
What could it be?
Turan was thinking crazily in his heart.
At this moment, suddenly...
The dark clouds in the sky dissipated somewhat, as if they knew that thunder would not have much effect on the Goblin King Tunan.
At the same time, a trace of red light was revealed from the dark clouds, which were dissipating.
Like the light of a clear sky after rain.
No, to be precise, the white light disperses after the rain and the sky clears up, but this is red light, a hot light.
I felt a majestic and hot breath coming from the sky.
Turan raised his head, his expression changed and became a little ugly.
From the dissipating dark clouds high in the sky, I saw a huge fireball falling rapidly from an altitude of unknown meters.
Meteor impact?
Damn it, Turan yelled in his heart, give him some time, he is about to find out.
If you give him some more time, he will definitely find the root cause of everything that happened to him.
However, the world seems to be extremely angry with this thief, and seems to be calling on all powers to obliterate him.
This made Lockhart, Grindelwald and others not far away secretly gasp.
If it were them, they would have no choice but to run for their lives in the face of such an attack.
However, Tu Nan might not be able to escape this time. In order for the experiment to proceed smoothly, they disrupted the surrounding space to prevent the other party from using space magic to escape.
Even if Tongnan wanted to leave by flying, they would have laid various traps in the surrounding air.
In short, Turan, the experimental subject, can be used appropriately or inappropriately today.
Let them see what the means of world consciousness are like.
call! call! call!
The meteorite far away in the sky flew towards the ground quickly. In the sky, a white line was visible to the naked eye.
The red light of the meteorite became more and more conspicuous and bigger.
In Tunan's eyes, the meteorites falling rapidly from the sky were getting bigger and bigger.
The air waves are rolling, and the grass under the ground has been flattened.
And he, wearing armor, resisted the overwhelming air waves and pressure.
The signs of the meteorite's arrival have been spreading for four weeks. When the wizards and goblins in the distance saw this, they ran out with all their strength.
The rolling dark clouds and wandering thunder just now had frightened them greatly.
Now facing such a devastating blow, they really don't have the courage to face it.
Regardless of the previous battle, both the saints' wizards and the people from the Magical Congress evacuated.
At this moment, Turan, the King of Goblins, closed his eyes and clasped his hands in the face of such an attack.
The golden-red disk of fate, floating on the top of the head, slowly rotates, scattering strands of golden-red light on its body.
His figure began to become unreal.
His breath began to become ethereal and ethereal.
It seems to be there!
Seemingly nothing but nothing!
It seems like it will disappear in the next moment.
Turan's state does not affect the arrival of meteorites at all.
In other words, it has reached this point, and the world has no way to control the landing of meteorites.
Boom!
The meteorite descended, and in the blink of an eye, a mushroom cloud suddenly rose up like a nuclear explosion.
The huge energy fluctuations that can be called vast, the white light that can blind the eyes, the earthy yellow dust floating in the sky...
This made Grindelwald, Lockhart and others not far away swallow their saliva.
With such an attack, there really is no other way but to escape for one's life.
The white light gradually dimmed, the sand and dust gradually dispersed, and a huge pit stood on the land.
And floating in the sky above the pothole was a figure of Tulan with his hands clasped together, his eyes closed, and his figure illusory.
At this moment, Turan was as motionless as a dead corpse.
However, the slight rise and fall of his chest showed that he was still alive.
At the same time, the world's consciousness seemed to think that Turan was dead, the strong wind gradually receded, and no new round of attacks was formed.
When Grindelwald saw this scene in the distance, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking of something?
Not worried or afraid, he jumped up and slowly landed towards Turan's position.
Turan's figure is illusory and transparent, and the yellow sand from the leaves blows past it, without affecting its elegance at all.
As if this was just an apparition.
Seeing Turan who still had his hands clasped together and his eyes closed, Grindelwald secretly felt surprised.
This guy is worthy of being the king of his clan. His mind works very quickly, and he can think of this kind of deception so quickly.
Yes, he once deceived the world's consciousness and obtained certain favors.
Then Etullan also deceived and escaped.
But the price paid...
Looking at Turan who sealed himself and isolated himself from time and space, Lockhart couldn't help but admire him.
Then the magic spell will be cast, and the sudden state will be quickly recorded, in preparation for later research on related magic or artifacts.
Because Turan did not dare to neglect in the face of a life crisis, he used all means to protect himself by sealing.
Therefore, the heavy tactics have prevented him from returning to normal.
I don’t even know how long it will take for the seal to be unlocked.
I'm not sure whether this will last forever.
But this is what Turan has to do, because if he doesn't, he will die.
However, his ideas and methods provided Lockhart with a lot of reference points.
"Lockhart, how about we help Turan unlock the seal." Grindelwald said, "If we can't keep it together, we can still conduct the next round of testing."
Poor me, I still haven’t forgotten my career.
After all, he will also go to a new world next, where the world consciousness will know how to attack and how to avoid.
They all need to study and learn.
He couldn't rely entirely on Lockhart, and he wasn't that kind of person.
Moreover, if such a scourge is not eliminated sooner, he will feel uneasy.
Dumbledore, looking at Turan who was trapped in self-sealing, silently nodded in agreement.
The world consciousness may be too grand, and if you don't pay special attention, you won't notice Turan's small tricks.
But they were different. Door to door, face to face, all the means Turan used came into view.
Facing the king of a hostile race, letting him die is the best choice.
As for Lockhart, the expressions on the faces of the two people he saw were natural and he would not refuse.
The next moment, the wand in his hand was slightly raised, revealing Turan who was most likely in a self-sealing state.
Magic power spurted out, and a colorful light flashed from the tip of the magic power.
It quickly turned into complex and mysterious runes in mid-air.
Densely packed runes poured into the illusory figure.
Passing through its illusory figures, some are floating nearby, while others are walking close to it.
Then, it rotates rapidly in the counterclockwise direction.
The power of dreams quickly transforms into the power of fate, time, space, etc.
As if time was reversing, Tulan, who was originally illusory in form, began to condense at a speed visible to the naked eye and began to become more concrete.
Golden armor, purple cloak, black and gold scepter...
Everything comes to mind one by one.
At this moment, Tulan's consciousness was in nothingness, with no thoughts or thoughts, as if he was dead.
This is the state of the seal.
But gradually, a wisp of light dispersed the nothingness, and various small hands seemed to emerge from all around, pulling him from the nothingness into reality.
This seems like a good thing?
The thoughts that came to Turan's mind, whose consciousness was still in a state of confusion.
But vaguely, it seemed that something was wrong.
He was not as calm as before, nor was he thinking completely.
The seal was too thorough. Without enough time, it would be difficult for his consciousness, his brain, and his magic power to return to normal.
After an unknown amount of time, the light has dispersed all the nothingness.
Turan's consciousness gradually returned to normal and his memory gradually recovered.
He remembered that he had faced a crisis that could be called extinction.
He evaded by sealing himself.
Then……
Opening his eyes, he saw three familiar faces.
Turan's eyes flashed blankly, but soon returned to normal, with horror and a trace of despair flashing in his eyes.
"I have long thought that I cannot escape this disaster."
After despair, there is only indifference.
Turan looked calm and said with some emotion.
He already understood his fate, but it was still a pity that he did not realize the wishes of his tribe after all.
"Dumbledore, can you tell me."
"What will happen to the goblins after I die?" Turan asked.
The tone was calm, with a hint of hope mixed in with despair.
Dumbledore didn't reply. He was experiencing changes in his heart.
Turan's reappearance seemed to be felt by the world's consciousness.
This made the world very angry. He clearly felt the anger in his heart, and the murderous intention emerged uncontrollably.
This is the world consciousness giving him orders.
"Don't worry, the goblin clan will not perish. It will have a new beginning."
Dumbledore comforted him.
Then……
"Avada Kedavra!"
The dark green life-killing curse flashed and hit the body of Turan, the King of Goblins.
His body collapsed directly on the ground, and his breath suddenly disappeared.
die!
At the same time, a sound of thunder suddenly came from the clear sky.
Let the three of them look up at the same time.
At this moment, far outside the goblin palace in another city, the floor suddenly shattered.
The resurrection ceremony prepared by Turan, the King of Goblins, was immediately shattered.
die!
Complete death!
There is no chance of resurrection at all!
At this moment, Dumbledore suddenly closed his eyes, and some information appeared in his mind, as well as the power of fate coming again.
He knows the ending of Turan, the King of Goblins
He once again received the favor of the world.
Because of him, he killed a thief of the world.
At this moment, his heart was complicated and happy at the same time.
The world consciousness is really powerful, but it seems, from now on, there is not complete sanity.
So much so that you can get rewards through deception.
Soon, Dumbledore opened his eyes, looked at Lockhart and Grindelwald opposite, and said slowly: "Everything is as expected."
"The rest is up to you."
