Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 375 Dark Lord Stephen White

"You can't stop me, Taber. You know it's useless even if you gather all the magicians in Europe."

He Songling flew high in the sky, pinching the phoenix's neck with one hand, and knocked down Taber again. Taber had obviously used forbidden techniques and wanted to fight He Songling again.

"So, by the same token, if I really want to do something to the European wizards, I don't need to use the Dark Lord. You and I are friends, and I don't want to go to war with the European Wizard Alliance, which has you."

"I know, I know, but no, okay?"

Taber's tone seemed to be a little pleading. "I can't be the leader of the entire Emerald Society alone... Well, the Dark Lord has already received the lesson he deserved. His forces have been dispersed, and he has been imprisoned with his wand taken away. After all, we are... friends. I hope to give him a peaceful ending."

"Are you going crazy from not letting those stupid bureaucrats of the Emerald Academy?"

He Songling let go of the Phoenix, which was like a plague chicken, and fell from the sky. He looked at Taber with a very strange look: "Do you think I am like them? Or, do you think I need to do things like them to achieve some evil purpose? How about I just instigate the troops of the little mustache to fight you?"

"Ah this..."

Taber thought about it and found that it was true. He Songling was a psychopath, and a psychopath who was very flexible in using secular power. Would he have to use some boring and extraordinary methods to achieve his goals? Not tiring enough.

The key point is that the facts are in front of him. Even if he really wants to use the means of the Inhumans to achieve some evil purpose, he can't stop it. If he really wants to use something, isn't it better to control him directly than the Dark Lord?
"Stop talking. Now that you've said that..."

"Stephen White, my old friend, long time no see!"

In the Nordic high tower prison, a psychopath was welcomed. He walked up the steps of the tower happily, then knocked on the door of the room and said happily.

"You? Is it you?"

The imprisoned Dark Lord was stunned for a moment, then he remembered He Songling's face, and then his facial expression began to twist, and he roared angrily: "What are you doing here, why are you here, and how dare you come? Where is Taber? Why doesn't Taber come? Doesn't he dare to see me? He doesn't dare to see me!"

The Dark Lord was getting angrier and angrier as he spoke, and he was about to die of anger.

"Hey, why are you so angry? Come, drink some water, drink some water." He Songling handed a glass of water to the Dark Lord.

"Thank you...how the hell did you get in here!?"

The Dark Lord was about to take the water when he suddenly realized that this was a prison specially prepared for him. After all, this was not Harry Potter, he was not Grindelwald, and this was not Nurmengard.

Grindelwald was imprisoned in Nurmengard voluntarily. After his defeat, he did not struggle or put up a last-ditch effort to cause greater harm to the positive characters. To put it bluntly, it was Grindelwald's love for Dumbledore.

Because no one can make him lose his ability to resist, and the European Ministry of Magic can't do anything to him. Unless he decides not to move, no one can move him.

The Dark Lord here might have an abnormal relationship with Taber, but when he was about to destroy the city, Taber and two Eastern strangers joined forces to defeat and capture him, and there were even people from the European Magic Association helping him. Under such public scrutiny, he naturally could not be allowed to "imprison himself". Stephen White was captured on the spot and lost all his ability to resist. Although the people from the Emerald Association still could not cause any great harm to him, there was still a way to lock him up.

In addition to the forbidden magic field, anti-apparition, firm spell and other confinement and reinforcement spells, this door is also equipped with high voltage electricity to ensure that ordinary people cannot rescue the Dark Lord by physical means.

It is easy to break down the door. Use a large amount of high explosives, or use a massive amount of cannons to bombard it continuously. No matter how powerful the magic is, it cannot be stronger than explosives and cannons. If the whole prison is destroyed, or at least this room and the magic-forbidden door, then people can come in.

Otherwise, you can cut yourself into palm-sized pieces and throw them in through the holes in the railings.

But He Songling was able to come in unscathed. Neither the prison building nor the iron gate in front of him was damaged at all. This was completely beyond the Dark Lord's expectations.

"Don't be nervous. I'm just here to show my concern for my defeated opponent. Seeing that you're having such a hard time, I feel relieved."

He Songling pulled his hand back perfectly, just avoiding the slap from the Dark Lord who was about to knock the cup away, and then he smiled as he killed the man.

"Bullshit, bullshit!" The Dark Lord cursed, "What a bullshit defeated general! I think you are more like my defeated general! Back then, you two weak Orientals teamed up to plot against me, but you still couldn't beat me. If Taber hadn't intervened, you two would have died!"

"It doesn't matter. I've become stronger now, stronger than you can imagine. I came to you this time just to make you stronger too."

He Songling said the villain's lines with a villain's smile on his face: "How about joining my glorious evolution?"

"Fuck you!"

The Dark Lord is not the spiritless Grindelwald in Harry Potter. Even if it is the real Grindelwald, in the first few years after being imprisoned, he may not be as calm and wise as a wise man who calmly accepts his failure, the changes of the times, and his own death.

"You weaklings from the East are trying to seduce me? Those two tricks of yours are just what I used to do when I was five years old. What does Taber's home country, Britain, think of people like you? Oh, right, the sick man of East Asia, right?
You never thought that I could read newspapers in this prison. I think this evaluation is very appropriate for you. You are a bunch of inferior and weak yellow monkeys. You dare to point fingers at me and ask me to become stronger? You are dreaming and crazy! "

"Yeah, good, not bad."

He Songling nodded after listening, and sent the glass of water away. Lao Zhong's method of refining Qi was different from European magic. Their forbidden magic field could not restrain their own Qi, nor their own escape method.

He reached out and grabbed the Dark Lord's shoulder. The Dark Lord felt a flash before his eyes and found himself on the grass outside the tower.

"There shouldn't be any forbidden magic area here, right?"

"What's the matter?" A ferocious smile appeared on the Dark Lord's face. "I said you are a weakling, and you don't accept it, right? You want to fight with me? Boy, don't think that I am not the Dark Lord just because I have lost my wand!"

At that time, I looked at Stephen White's age and the rumor that he "died ten years ago", as well as his origin in the Emerald Society and the black magic that could take other people's lives, so I always regarded him as Voldemort's counterpart, so when I wrote the European Dark Lord, I didn't set him as the counterpart. But later, after reading about his experience of being imprisoned for many years and having a group of fanatical followers, I felt that he was Grindelwald's counterpart, so I wanted to set him as the counterpart. But then I thought, if he could fight against Taber, his strength should not be lower than Zuo Ruotong of the second level, but Stephen White's performance on Nathan Island was too weak, far inferior to Zuo Ruotong, so he will be permanently weakened later to balance the situation.

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