Chapter 272 Feeling the Guilt

Sean felt like he was trapped in a strange state, feeling half asleep and half awake, but there was still a vague feeling deep in his heart that he had to break out.

Dave couldn't be contacted, and even if he wanted to reach out and give himself a slap, he couldn't - in his current state, only the destruction instructions could be fully executed.

"It can't go on like this... I have to find a way to stimulate myself..."

Images kept flashing through his mind, and then stopped one minute ago.

"Oh - I guess I have to thank you again, Voldemort."

The half-kneeling giant Sean released his palms covering his eyes. In the center of his blue eyes, a black vortex spun, and negative dark power surged crazily.

What he and Guilty have in common is the Obscurus. Sean clearly knows that the Obscurus in his body has been stripped away, and the part that was stripped away lives in Guilty's body.

Contacting the Obscurus will provide strength to the body, and this behavior will most likely be carried out.

Just as Sean expected, the red eye froze for a moment, and then a red vortex began to spin in the center of the eye.

This is probably the fastest time that Sean has come to an agreement with his guilt, and the dark forces are getting more and more violent.

"Boom!" Sean seemed to feel his heart beating suddenly, and the trembling heart palpitations came again, but he did not panic, but cheered up.

The existence that poses a fatal threat to Obscurus is still here!

The hand that Shaun the Giant used to crush Voldemort suddenly started to tremble. It lowered its head slightly and looked over emotionlessly with one blue and one red eyes.

After exerting careless force, flesh and blood spattered from the fingers, and then, a disembodied translucent mouth appeared above the fist.

The big mouth opened up and down to the extreme, and an oily black substance similar to Obscurus was spinning rapidly inside.

Even Sean, who was in Guilty's body, felt the powerful suction. His magic power, vitality, and energy did not change at all, except for the silence that was parasitic in his body.

Just like a tornado trying to suck away a small boat, the mysterious connection between Obscurus and Sean is being severed, and the dark power is being stripped out of Sean's body continuously.

Only then did Sean feel great pain, and he finally understood what Daisy suffered when she peeled off the Obscurus that day.

As if a piece of his brain was about to be cut out, Sean's limbs were twisted by the intense pain.

Externally, Giant Sean also suffered from the same situation, and Obscurus, who was solely responsible for the crime, was also being stripped away. The terrifying bloody vortex flowed from the giant's eyes, and it didn't even have the ability to resist!

"Boom!" Amidst the thunderous sound, the giant fell to his knees with great force, and both consciousnesses suffered great pain.

A red pillar thicker than the fire dragon, and a black line only as thick as a branch, one red and one black, escaped from the two eyes, and then went straight into the vortex in the mouth of the big mouth.

However, the difference emerged after all. Big Mouth seems to prefer powerful power, and its ability to absorb the red Obscurus is obviously greater!

The more Obscurus was stripped away, the greater the pain suffered from his consciousness. Sean still suffered from severe pain, but his mind became clearer.

"Hiss! It works... The Obscurus is just like what I thought. It is parasitic on the soul. No matter how powerful the guilt is, it will still suffer when the Obscurus is stripped away! And the greedy guy below obviously wants to grab it first A more powerful force..."

Sean thought hard in pain, and he could even feel the magic of guilt weakening.

This is the pain from the soul. The guilt is parasitic in my body. In order not to be controlled by me, it also needs to give birth to soul and consciousness. This is its limitation...then the pain of stripping is unavoidable!

While thinking about it, Sean suddenly felt that his consciousness became heavier, and his thoughts seemed to be more powerful.

Outside, the big mouth sucked the last trace of red mist into the vortex in the mouth. It has now become the size of Giant Sean's fist, and frightening magic power is already emanating from the whole body.

It opened its mouth wider, preparing to absorb all the black mist. However, the joyful grabbing process was suddenly interrupted, and all the mist in Giant Sean's blue eyes was collected back.

Sean himself stood up staggeringly after falling for a while. He patted his head in severe pain and gathered the power of Obscurus immediately.

"Sky Island..." Sean was surprised to find that at the moment when the Obscurus in Guilty's body was completely stripped away, he finally broke free, and then landed on his soul world, which was the Sky Island.

The empty island was sinking... Sean stood up despite the severe pain, and then saw the Wallop family villa in the center of the island. Less than half of the outline of the huge manor has been stained with red lines, and the door of the villa has been opened, and magma seeps from the ground and continuously flows into the villa.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Sean immediately felt enlightened.

The villa may represent the essence of my soul. The guilt is creeping in. This is one of the ways it absorbs me...

After figuring it out, Sean immediately ran over to the iron gate. As soon as he got close, the lava seeping out from the ground overflowed with negative emotions.

"Pain has its benefits..." Sean, whose head was still twitching, didn't spend much effort to suppress his murderous and violent emotions. He grabbed the iron door and closed it hard.

As the door closed, the empty island finally stopped sinking, and the magma protruding from the ground quickly retracted like tentacles.

Sky Island seemed to have cleared up, and the warm and comfortable atmosphere was back.

Sean breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to collapse to the ground subconsciously, and then suddenly remembered that big mouth.

"I almost forgot, there is another big trouble..."

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

What he saw in front of him was not Grindelwald lying in a transparent barrier, but dark clouds, and a dazzling fire not far away.

How come my field of vision has become so wide and so high... Sean, whose head was still twitching, was a little confused.

His right hand was still sticky... He slowly lowered his head and opened his palm, and there was a sticky ball of meat paste inside.

Merlin's iron pants... Sean was stunned. He was now in the state of a giant, which meant that he was now the incarnation of guilt!

There was a sound coming from below. Sean slowly lowered his head and saw two little bugs. To be precise, they were two wizards riding broomsticks.

The two people seemed to have come to check the situation. When they saw the giant's gaze moving towards them, they almost fainted on the broomstick from fright. The broomstick trembled with its owner, and then flew away lifelessly into the distance.

Before Sean could react, a power he was very familiar with surged out, and the black oily substance enveloped the two people like a thick, sticky net.

It's not my power... Sean lowered his head and found a huge mouth on his abdomen, from which the black oily substance came out.

The two wizards only let out a short scream, and then they fell straight down with the malfunctioning broomstick.

A power more powerful than the original Obscurus, what is this thing... Sean's eyes flashed, and then he realized that he was getting shorter and smaller!

The form of guilt could no longer hold on... He lowered his head and saw the big mouths of the two wizards who instantly killed him turning to face him.

Almost instinctively, Sean narrowed down and raised his hand to take a photo.

The big mouth twisted for a while, and the overwhelming black oily substance rushed straight in!

However, Sean didn't feel any resistance, and the dark force that corroded living things in Obscurus was completely incapable of attacking after it was strengthened - to be precise, it couldn't even stop it, even if it was Sean who was already shrinking.

Sean's hand traced a trajectory in the air, and the sound of overwhelming air roared through the night sky.

"Boom -" He finally felt the force of the blocking, but it was only for a moment. It was like passing through a layer of butter. The sound of the foam breaking was inaudible, and the twisted and trembling mouth instantly turned into nothingness.

This is the power of guilt... Sean felt awe-inspiring in his heart.

The rapidly decaying power is easier to use to crush the dark power of Obscurus than drinking water!

Sean's body was shrinking rapidly, and just when his right hand that smashed the big mouth was about to hang down naturally, he discovered the transparent barrier on the ground.

Hey - it's here...

He waved out his right palm, and after a brief obstruction, the defensive spell that cost Voldemort almost half his life disappeared.

And Sean finally returned to his former shape!

"Huh...huh..." He raised his hands and looked up in shock, breathing heavily as his chest rose and fell.

"Don't indulge in that power, child." Grindelwald sounded with a weak and stern voice.

Sean turned his head quickly, then quickly ran over and helped Grindelwald up.

Without any hesitation, he opened the ring and took out the healing potion, burn ointment, and soul purifier.

Sean poured the healing potion into Grindelwald's mouth for free and applied burn ointment to him.

He also uncorked the bottle of Soul Cleanser and took a sip himself - you can't drink more than one standard silver spoon at a time, but Sean was almost absorbed by the guilt just now, and he also came into contact with a lot of negative things. Emotions, this will come to a big mouthful is almost the same.

Sure enough, a mouthful of soul-cleansing did not turn Sean into a completely emotionless state. The irritability and murderous intention in his heart were calmed down.

"Ahem...that's enough, Sean...ahem," Grindelwald weakly pushed away Sean's hand that was filling him with medicine, and said angrily, "You want to write on my epitaph, 'I was killed' Did you choke to death on the healing potion?"

Sean smiled. He observed Grindelwald's condition and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"It looks like he won't die..." He sat down on the ground.

Grindelwald said leisurely: "Of course I can't die, I still have work to do."

"Uh-huh?"

Grindelwald stood up unsteadily, looked at the increasingly smaller vortex of flames above Paris, and then showed an intriguing smile.

"Time has gone backwards, oh, I feel younger."

Sean gasped: "Teacher, it's Ariana! Didn't you say that the group of people are neither human nor ghosts? Are the ghosts of the dead returning? If so, Professor Dumbledore may suffer because of Ariana. limited."

Grindelwald glanced at him wanderingly, and then pointed to his face. The blood on it had solidified into scabs, and he looked extremely miserable.

"Then what happened to me was in vain?"

"no……"

"Let him tell me this himself, ah..." He rubbed his ribs, which were broken by Voldemort just now, "I have arranged a lot of those flames, but he should be done with them soon. ,I have to go now."

"Huh?" The aftereffects of all kinds of stimulation and severe pain tonight hit him. Sean's mind didn't turn around and he looked at the other party naively.

Grindelwald showed a wild smile: "It's time to remind our European friends of me, the Dark Lord."

Sean was stunned, and finally stood up slowly: "Promise me not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, don't glare at me, I'm serious - and how can I contact you? By the way, what is that big mouth, Voldemort How did you get it? Oh, and why did Voldemort lose his mind all of a sudden? Is he completely dead now?"

Grindelwald waved his hand impatiently: "I don't even understand why the old immortal who was born to die betrayed me. Do you really think I know everything? You can handle the follow-up by yourself. The Principal's Collection Room of Nurmengard is currently only open to you. , the basement key I gave you before is inserted into the room of the vanishing cabinet - if Grindelwald's disciples can't even handle this little thing, they might as well commit suicide. Albus will keep hunting me, I'm going to fight now But I will figure out a way to contact him later and leave."

He took out his branch wand, and Sean was surprised to find that the wand had experienced such an impact without any damage.

Grindelwald waved his wand lazily, then looked back.

"Sean," he said with a cheerful smile, "good job tonight."

The space distorted, and Grindelwald disappeared.

Sean opened his mouth, but finally no words came out. He shook his head with a wry smile and sat down on the ground again.

What's this? He looked helplessly at the sky.

At this time, the flames in the Paris sky finally disappeared, and after a loud explosion, Dumbledore appeared where Grindelwald had just disappeared.

"Professor," Sean looked at him weakly, "The guilt showed up tonight..."

Dumbledore nodded and said softly, "I know, you did a good job."

"But I don't understand...are you acting? You should be able to feel it when Voldemort breaks the barrier."

Dumbledore only answered his last question: "If you can't save the suffering of the people in front of you, then you can't save the world..."

Sean lay weakly on the ground: "I hate the Riddler..."

…

Late at night, in a woods far away from Père Lachaise Cemetery, a man in black robes appeared floating in place.

The leader grabbed hold of it in the void, and a picture flashed out.

Voldemort's translucent face was struggling, and the fragments of his soul were dissipating.

However, his face was filled with a crazy smile, his mouth opened and closed, and his mouth shape could not be clearer.

"Grateful."

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