People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning..

Chapter 508 Black Death vs Pale Death
"Is this really what it's like?"

Harry's voice was trembling and he sounded very timid.

But the face exposed in the firelight revealed bloodthirsty excitement.

The snow-white teeth also seemed to become sharp and full of wildness.

Because he already held the sword.

The sword of Gryffindor was forged by goblins, absorbing the essence of countless undead souls and tempered with the blood of the white wizard.

Only dark wizards above the green level can bear it without being backlashed and having their blood and essence drained away.

A black and red silk-like polymer of death, blood, and murderous aura wrapped Harry's entire body, forming a set of gorgeous heavy armor that oozed blood. The beautiful sword body suddenly extended and turned into a huge knight's sword.

"Is this the legendary Knight of Scourge? Only Godric Gryffindor can reproduce this posture." As Grindelwald finished speaking, the blue devil flames that spread across the entire mountain range suddenly gathered towards the center, and a knight riding a giant dragon that spewed devil flames and holding a huge knight's lance appeared in the same place. "You are indeed a freak."

After inserting the bone staff into the reserved hole in the hilt, the red knight suddenly disappeared from the spot.

When it reappeared, there was a sharp sound of air being cut that could burst the eardrums, and the knight's sword, shining with a scarlet color as sticky as blood, appeared in front of the Blue Dragon Knight.

After the teeth-grinding sound of metal collision, the earth shattered like rotten wood.

Ron and Black Hermione quickly Apparated to a mile away.

The mountains that were previously hidden in the clouds have turned into canyons.

Even at such a distance, the piercing roar still seemed to ring in my ears, the earth shook, and from time to time, scarlet sword shadows and azure gun shadows cut through the sky and tore the earth apart.

The glowing mist attracted by the strong wizard's aura dissipated the moment it approached.

"What a lunatic!" Ron trembled.

In his imagination, the kind old man who should have soothed their tired bodies and souls with warm Avatar turned out to be a crazy old man who intended to die with them.

"He's seeking his own death." Hermione's eyes turned red.

"Is your brain damaged?" Ron forgot his fear for a moment.

"Wizard killers are immune to magic. Only weapons shaped by Transfiguration and physical attacks made by objects controlled by spells can cause effective damage." Black Hermione said, "These devil flames can't hurt Harry at all. It's just like magic condensed into a shape and smashed him."

If White Harry knew about Black Hermione, he would definitely say dirty words like Merlin's pants.

Because Grindelwald is holding the Rod of Destiny, the weapon of the God of Death.

Possesses the power to kill everything.

So is the magic it unleashes.

Grindelwald really wanted to kill him.

Even though Harry conveyed his feelings during the confrontation, the words Dumbledore said to him were conveyed to Grindelwald.

But Grindelwald only attacked more fiercely.

"I want this world to be buried with Albus!"

This bastard doesn't care about the end of the world, he just wants to let the world burn!

The Blue Knight threw out his Knight's Spear.

Harry did not dodge because it was useless. The knight's spear transformed from the stick of destiny had already locked onto him. This was already an established fate and fact.

He could only -

The clanging sound of metal colliding resounded throughout the earth once again.

The knight's spear turned into a meteor and disappeared into the sky.

Harry did not take advantage of the situation to counterattack. He knew that the Rod of Destiny had already been combined with its user at the level of destiny.

This has been proven countless times in thousands of previous encounters.

The spear of destiny, which is as sure to hit the target as Gungnir in the myth, will appear out of thin air again when he thinks his opponent is unarmed.

Harry just thought.

Ponder how to kill your opponent.

Did Dumbledore really not know that his lover was a lunatic?
Dumbledore, who possessed the third eye and even predicted the end of the world, really did not see this scene.

Holding the giant sword transformed from the broken sword of Gryffindor, he urged his brain to look for a chance to win.

As for the dragon knight opposite, the breath of the giant dragon under his crotch was constantly killing everything around it, transforming into the purest death magic and pouring into the knight's body.

Time was on his side.

Even fate.

He just had to wait.

Waiting for the freak on the other side who killed Albus to launch his attack.

Kill him, or be killed by him.

'Don't you realize, Potter boy, that you don't have much time left.'

In the eyes of Grindelwald, the owner of the stick of destiny, the dark cloud above Harry's head representing his fate of death was about to cover him completely.

When it is completely covered up, the Rod of Destiny will pierce through and end Harry Potter's fate.

opposite.

Harry was still lost in thought, reminiscing.

Principal's office.

"Dumbledore, it's also the Deathly Hallows, why can it only be invisible?"

"I can't tell you its secret. Every owner of a holy relic is a silent person and must protect the secret of the holy relic. This can only be discovered by yourself."

On the tower.

The old man was dying after being pierced through the chest by the silver stag.

He stumbled onto the edge before falling.

"Harry, the last friend is Death."

Harry, who became a wizard killer again through killing and successfully inherited the invisibility cloak, had confusion and sorrow in his scarlet eyes.

"My last friend is death?" Harry suddenly felt something calling him.

The dragon knight sighed and raised the Spear of Destiny. In his eyes, the dark cloud representing the destined death had already enveloped Harry's entire body.

Die, die, die, die.
Harry seemed to hear the voices of countless dead people singing a chorus of death.

He turned his head subconsciously.

The Spear of Destiny had traveled through space and appeared behind him, piercing his body.

The scarlet heavy armor, the knight's sword, and the bone staff in the sword instantly decayed.

Holding the Spear of Destiny tightly with both hands, Harry, who was naked as when he was born, discovered his "afterbirth".

The liquid-like silver-grey substance hidden in his lower abdomen and carried close to his body slid onto the ground soaked with his blood.

The silver-gray monster that failed to successfully absorb the death of its master woke up completely.

In Harry's scarlet pupils that were about to spread, a silver-gray wave submerged him and the Spear of Destiny.

In the silver-gray amniotic fluid, new life is taking shape.

The giant dragon under the crotch of the Blue Knight, whose destiny and the Rod of Destiny were snatched away, had its armor crumbled and fell heavily to the ground.

You can see in the eyes of death that dark clouds are enveloping him.

The outline of an old man wearing a moon-white robe and half-moon lenses was vaguely visible.

"Albus, you win."

distance.

"Is it over?" Ron looked towards the canyon.

crackling——

The next second, he and Black Hermione appeared at the edge of the canyon.

"There he is!" Black Hermione stretched out a black finger and pointed at the only figure in the canyon - an old man with short white hair and heterochromatic eyes - Getter Grindelwald.

crackling——

"Where's Harry!?" x2
The two people who Apparated to Grindelwald's side asked hurriedly.

Grindelwald glanced at the silver-gray cocoon of light that only he could see.

He didn't explain because he didn't have time.

"Help me. Help me tell that kid that the Rod of Destiny is the embodiment of death - the power of the god of death, the Resurrection Stone is the cycle of life and death - the principle of the god of death, and the Invisibility Cloak is the afterbirth of life - the body of the god of death."

"I heard it." A pale arm cut through the air, and Harry walked out naked from it. "Only the life that can flow even in the land of death can carry the power of death."

He probably understood why Dumbledore had to ask him to find Grindelwald. Without the Rod of Destiny and only the Invisibility Cloak, he was doomed to lose when facing Voldemort who had the Resurrection Stone.

The principles of the god of death can control the body of the god of death.

The body of the god of death can contain the power of the god of death.

The power of the god of death can defeat the principles of death and destroy the cycle of life and death.

The Deathly Hallows counteract each other.

The reason why Grindelwald was not allowed to deal with Voldemort may be because Voldemort was not just the owner of the Deathly Hallows.

He is also the agent of death itself, the Lord of the Dead.

"I'm glad you understand." Grindelwald closed his eyes completely.

"Harry you--" Because of her dark skin, Dark Hermione could hardly tell that she was blushing.

"Your eyes." Ron was concerned with something else.

Harry's eyes had now turned the same pale color as his skin, and so had his hair.

But it doesn't look creepy, but has a strange sense of sacredness.

Like the embodiment of death, the pale god of death.

Ron shuddered. Perhaps it was his illusion; he did not see any human emotion in it.

"My strength and my heart."

Little Hangleton, whose hair, whites of eyes, pupils, and skin all turned black, looked like a statue cast in black iron. He looked to the northwest, "The mistake will finally be corrected. The foreign objects that shouldn't exist."

"What?" asked the rat-faced man.

"Avada is eating a big melon." A green light flashed.

The rat-faced man thought it was a reward from his master, so he straightened his head and chest and even had the time to tidy up his bangs.

However, the next second, this spell, which should have been non-lethal, turned into a deadly poison.

thump—

The rat-faced man fell stiffly onto the cold stone slab.

"What's the noise?"

In room 1334 of the Leaky Cauldron, Harry opened his eyes.

As a cosmic knight, he adjusted his microcosm into the shape of this universe, and suddenly he felt something approaching the center of his body.

Then, there were bursts of panicked noises coming from outside the window.

"Help!"

"Where are the wizard guards?"

"Someone come and save us!"

Harry was on the street in an instant.

The phenomenon that this world calls the Glowing Mist also completely enveloped Diagon Alley.

It didn't engulf Diagon Alley, but instead became a wall with no way out.

Stopped all wizards who wanted to leave here.

Floo Network and Apparition didn't work either.

A fat witch tried to push in her own Harry Potter-like wizard guard, and the crackling sound that followed proved that this was not a prank.

Of course, there are also some people who are so foolish as to want to just break in.

But they were all controlled by Harry.

Naturally, this wall could not control Harry, and the next second he appeared in Charing Cross Road.

The streets are still busy with traffic.

If you don't use your microcosmic senses, the Leaky Cauldron and Diagon Alley behind it would seem like they have disappeared out of thin air.

Harry seemed to have become an ordinary person, and the magical world completely disappeared from his world.

Diagon Alley, Hogwarts, Hogsmeade and other places with only wizards disappeared.

The village where wizards and humans live together seemed to be less than half empty when viewed from the air.

But the humans in it know nothing about it, as if their world is still intact.

"What exactly is going on?"

The next second, Harry appeared in Hogwarts again.

"All students, stand back. Stone Pillars move out!"

Professor McGonagall waved her wand.

Stone statues in armor and wielding weapons blocked the edge of the white fog across the bridge.

Led by Snape and the Carrow siblings, the students stayed in an orderly manner in the cleared hall. They all held wands made of bones, with resolute expressions on their faces.

"Trouble." Harry sighed.

One body becomes two, two becomes three, three becomes four
All the little black dots that should have existed in his senses but disappeared, and Harry's figures appeared one by one on the isolated islands wrapped in the mist of glow.

This also includes Little Hangleton.

The Black Death looked up.

There was no reaction to Harry's sudden appearance.

Feel the dark life in front of him that looks like Tom Riddle and the white mist that occupies and surrounds him, which are completely opposite but essentially the same power.

Harry frowned, "You are the culprit? Voldemort?"

The power of other incarnations began to gather in this body.

"Voldemort never existed in the first place," the Dark Death said without even raising his eyebrows. "Those who are not on the judgment list, please do not hinder me from saving the world."

"How?" Harry asked.

"Let the alien objects in nature return to where they belong." The Black Death said calmly.

"Wizard?" Harry frowned.

The Black Death nodded.

"What place are you talking about?" Harry asked.

"The Land of the Dead." said the Black Death.

While Harry was talking to the Black Death, White Harry was still on his way.

“Stop.”

Just as Ron was surprised that the Dance of Lights automatically avoided Harry like a tide, a voice came from it.

White Harry, who had transformed into a white robe, stopped.

"Enzo Avada, the inventor of the Killing Curse?" White Harry spoke the name of the living spirit in front of him as if he had predicted it.

"Honorable demigod, transcendent of wizards, you cannot move forward. This will only bring doom." Enzo Avada bowed.

"Back off." The sacred words of death came out of White Harry's mouth.

The powerful living spirit was instantly destroyed.

Without a moment's mourning for Enzo Avatar, the next to appear were the three godslayers who dismembered Death - the Peverell brothers.

"Stop!"

"The end is ahead."

“Since you have seen the ancestors, why don’t you bow down to them?”

"Antiochus, Cadmus, Ignotus, withdraw."

This time, Bai Harry seemed to speak more seriously and even mentioned the names of three people.

A moment later, the three brothers died.

Without a moment's mourning for the three Peverell brothers, the next to arrive was the wise Hercule, the inventor of the Horcruxes.

"May I know the reason? Your gathering will only get out of control and endanger all of humanity. Nothing will go as you planned."

Haierbo is indeed a wise Haierbo, and he seemed to have hit the nail on the head.

A hint of humanity appeared on White Harry's face. "It doesn't matter. I will become the god of death. Back off."

Hailbo Xiumie showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

(End of this chapter)