The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1498 Zhang Cheng: "I'm not afraid of fighting multiple opponents!"

In Paris, a veil of darkness, invisible to the naked eye, drifts into the air.
Standing on the street, Zhang Cheng raised his head, a playful smile playing on his lips.

Standing beside him, Credence's gaze was complex.

Because he discovered that his own background was a tragedy.
Ultimately, it was Rita Lestrange's mistake that led to his tragic early life.
Thinking of this, Credence could no longer suppress his anger, for he desperately wanted revenge.
"Did you see that? The signal for the great battle is about to be lit!"

Speaking to Credence beside him, Zhang Cheng gazed at the "Sands of Time" in his hand.
Because although this thing brought him to this era by mistake, it also ended his long "transmission"!
"Let's go, I still have things to finish before I leave!"

With a happy smile, Zhang Cheng walked step by step towards the cemetery.

Beneath a sky filled with countless stars, countless wizards were gathered here.
Standing on the high platform, the middle-aged Grindelwald was giving a speech to the crowd, extolling the dangers of Muggles and their superior bloodline.
If demon lords were ranked, Voldemort would at most be a gold-level contender, because his Death Eaters would seem like nerdy kids compared to the Saints.
Fear cannot bring about rule; it will only incite greater rebellion.

Grindelwald, however, was different. He was a diamond-level wizard; he articulated his beliefs, sought out like-minded wizards, and his methods were even more terrifying than Voldemort's.
But those pure-blooded nobles were willing to serve Grindelwald because they were also beneficiaries!
Just imagine the power that a small number of wizards would gain if they were to control the world!

Even more cunning than Grindelwald was Deng Laoliu, because he had been secretly orchestrating everything from behind the scenes.
Is Dumbledore lacking in strength? No, he is currently at the peak of his strength; he's just not yet at the level of cunning and scheming for the future!

If it weren't for the need to raise Harry Potter, Voldemort, even with his split soul, would still have been unable to escape the sting of the "Old Bee"!
Compared to the previous demon kings, Zhang Cheng is a bronze-level player!

Because he neither wanted to rule the world nor be the sixth son, the moment he left Azkaban, he came for revenge!

Anyone who stands in his way is an enemy!
Learning ancient magic, or even runes, is nothing more than a tool for revenge!
He did this not to prove he was great, but simply to prove that the year he lost Azkaban must be paid for with blood!

Looking at the roaring tanks and various automatic weapons emitting furious cries in the sky,

The wizards' expressions gradually became serious.

Just then, Grindelwald's men appeared. She seemed to intend to attack the Aurors, but was the first to be knocked down.

Seeing this astonishing scene, Grindelwald said, "Go, spread the word! War is about to begin!"

As many wizards were leaving, Grindelwald's lips curled into a slight smile.

Because this kind of game of manipulating people's minds is just too interesting.
But after many people had left, Grindelwald looked at a spot not far away in astonishment.

Because isn't that Credence that disappeared?
But when Grindelwald finally saw Credence clearly, he stared coldly at someone else.

Looking at Grindelwald with amusement, Zhang Cheng placed his hands in front of him, behaving very gentlemanly.
Because he doesn't have the habit of interrupting others, if he really can't stand it, Zhang Cheng will choose to take off his shoe and slap him in the face! Just like Jia Zhangshi!
Jia Zhangshi: Old Jia, come up quickly, Old Jia, take him away quickly.
Old Jia: Ancestor, I don't know her.
"What a brilliant move to muddy the waters, Mr. Grindelwald! To have your Saint, hidden among the Aurors, stir up trouble—brilliant, brilliant!"

Zhang Cheng clapped his hands and looked at Grindelwald with a smile, but his eyes were full of mockery.
Because our ancestors were already tired of using this method.
If Zhang Cheng were to truly direct his hatred towards the Ministry of Magic, he would choose a "great purge"!
Even if it means inflicting heavy losses on both sides, Zhang Cheng is determined to provoke the hatred of all wizards!

After all, these aren't compatriots, and this isn't the first time he's done this; he's very experienced!
Grindelwald: It has to be you again, you living devil!
Zhang Cheng: Oh, slander! Slander! He's slandering me!
"Tom Riddle?"

Many Aurors and wizards turned their heads at the sound of the voice.
"Hey, it's been a long time, everyone!"

Raising his hand in greeting, Zhang Cheng squinted and asked, "Are you planning a one-on-one fight? Or a group brawl?"

Rita Lestrange!

Credence's eyes turned cold as he looked at the woman not far away; he was barely able to contain his anger.
"who are you?"

Looking at Credence, who was filled with hatred for her, Rita became puzzled.

"Who is he? He's the child you deliberately switched at birth!" Zhang Cheng stared coldly at Rita, pressing his thumb down as he said, "I clearly remember not transporting any slaves here! So how did your ancestors get here?"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, many of the mud-wielding wizards present stared at him, their eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"Hey, don't get me wrong, I'm not being racist, I just don't understand! By the way, are slave wizards more expensive?"

With a smile, Zhang Cheng asked happily.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's rude remarks, Theseus and Newt, whose injuries had already healed, immediately drew their wands and roared, "Shut up, you bastard!"

"You two useless brothers, I didn't kill you back then because you were fast enough to run away, not because you were good at fighting!"

Looking coldly at the Scamander brothers, Zhang Cheng drew his black bamboo wand and said, "I'm not afraid of taking on multiple opponents!"

"Wow!"

The Elder Wand in his hand coiled up, and blazing blue Fiendfyre swept across the entire area.
"Now, I want to ask, does anyone want to join us?"

Looking at everyone present, Grindelwald maintained a smile even as a fight seemed imminent.

With haughty stride over the flames, the French Black Rose stood beside Grindelwald.
Just as several Aurors were about to go in, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Make your move!"

"boom!"

His body suddenly transformed into a terrifying, silent being, and everything around him began to be destroyed.

Cressdon roared as he lunged madly at Rita.

Seeing Credence about to attack, Grindelwald raised his wand, intending to stop him.

Since he wants to fight against the Ministry of Magic, Credence would be a very good ally.

Although he didn't know how Credence ended up next to Zhang Cheng, Grindelwald believed he could get Credence to switch sides with him!
"Rivers of blood!"

Raising his black bamboo wand, Zhang Cheng swung it forward, and a raging sea of ​​blood immediately began to surge behind him.
Once fully unleashed, Zhang Cheng unleashed a torrent of magical power, shattering the surrounding bricks. Only then did everyone realize just how terrifying this "dark wizard" truly was.

"Grindelwald, your flower of death is about to bloom!"

Pointing at Grindelwald, Zhang Cheng revealed a mocking smile.

"boom!"

Blood splattered against the "fire shield," unleashing a feast of blood and flames.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

Standing next to Grindelwald, Rozier raised his hand to retaliate.

Faced with the sudden "killing curse," Zhang Cheng casually turned his head, a contemptuous smile appearing on his lips, and said, "Trying to kill me? You're really rude!"

(End of this chapter)