Chapter 563

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Grindelwald gave up all resistance.

The terrifying curse that could easily tear apart the dragon was without any resistance. The powerful magic from Dumbledore and Halber swept away like roaring waves, just to engulf Grindelwald.

Dumbledore's calm face finally gained a hint of brightness, and his eyes trembled.

Haierbo also reacted after being slightly surprised.

However, he did not panic. Instead, he smiled even more happily: "Is this your salvation? Or is it your cowardice? Grindelwald!"

He knew very well that after the blood alliance was broken, there was no way to restore it. The two people who had originally signed the contract had long lost the possibility of being reunited.

This great but sad magic is a chain. The stronger the magic power of both sides of the chain, and the closer their talents and strengths are, the more dazzling the sparks will be when the chain breaks.

When Halbo saw Grindelwald's actions, he knew that he was going to give up resistance and inspire and reverse the entire Broken Blood Alliance - this powerful power would be delivered to the original victim, Dumbledore.

But it didn't work...

The dark shadow of Haierbo outlines the shape of a mouth, with upturned edges.

She is the oldest person in the world, and she has magical knowledge that others cannot imagine.

Since the emergence of the Blood Pact, there have been countless examples of victims turning around to obtain magic power, but none of them have been successful.

This power originally comes from betrayal, but the prerequisite for its conclusion is unparalleled feelings - she understands it so well, who can give up all feelings?

Dumbledore might have gained unparalleled power, but it wouldn't make any sense.

At best, Dumbledore could clear out his soul clone, but he was still a living person. How could a living person step into the realm of the dead? The trance-like world is my prison, but it is also my biggest protective shield.

No matter how amazing and gifted Dumbledore was, he could only hold this power for one day at most! No, not even half a day!

The loss of a soul clone resulted in the death of two people who were most likely to cause obstacles. Haierbo felt that even if he had lived for thousands of years, it would be difficult to find a more cost-effective deal.

Thinking of this, Herbo's smile became even brighter. The magic she inspired illuminated the entire sky, and she headed straight for Grindelwald without any hesitation.

Dumbledore's spell was one step ahead of Helbo. From a distance, he seemed to have seen Grindelwald's smile.

"Bang!" A huge explosion sounded, causing Sean to temporarily lose his hearing. At the same time, the accompanying strong light made his eyes red.

Dumbledore deviated from the curse at the last moment! His spell collided violently with Haierbo's spell, causing a powerful explosion.

Grindelwald, who had removed all his defenses, was directly knocked away by the explosion in mid-air and crashed heavily into the ground.

"What a pity..." Haierbo sighed secretly.

Dumbledore's caution and wisdom were not lost at this time, and his strong hatred did not go to his head.

Haierbo lost the opportunity to get rid of these two people at the same time, which made her a little regretful. At the same time, she also lamented Dumbledore's wisdom - if it weren't for the fact that the Broken Blood Alliance could not cheat and hide the existence from her, who had obtained the authority of the gods, she would never Don't believe Dumbledore.

However, it is now being planned. From now on, there will only be one magic genius left that she needs to deal with.

Dumbledore returned to his indifferent expression, and he landed next to the ruins - where lay the defenseless and seriously injured Grindelwald.

This man who had always been arrogant and happy finally showed a sad look: "Why..."

Haierbo fell to the side: "This issue can be left to the underworld to think about slowly——"

She glanced at Dumbledore and generously gave up her position: "Our contract still continues, Grindelwald is handed over to you, and then we will start a war openly, ha."

Dumbledore did not answer Grindelwald's question. He was silent for a moment, then possessed him and took out what Grindelwald had placed on his chest.

A dark, broken, and gloomy broken blood alliance.

"It's a choice—" he began slowly.

Grindelwald's pale face was covered with wrinkles, and blood dripped down from his forehead that was scratched by stones and impacts, streaking across the corners of his eyes and face.

"No..." Grindelwald's lips moved, and he looked at Dumbledore with pleading in his eyes.

This arrogant man who would never bow his head in his life was pleading.

Dumbledore clenched the Broken Blood Pact in his hand and raised the Elder Wand: "It's time -"

Haierbo let out a harsh laugh.

Then, Dumbledore suddenly pointed his wand at himself!

The Elder Wand in his hand suddenly shook and revealed its true appearance. It was the branch wand belonging to Grindelwald, and the real Elder Wand had already come into Grindelwald's hands at some point!

There was no spell being recited, no sound of howling wind, just a flash of green light.

Avada's Kedavra was aimed at his own Kedavra.

The old figure clenched the Broken Blood Alliance in his hand the moment the wand was pointed at him, and an unparalleled power burst out instantly!

Haierbo noticed something was wrong at the first moment, and he wanted to stop Dumbledore with a wave of his finger. However, the powerful power contained in the Broken Blood Alliance could not be resisted even by him, who had seized the power of the gods.

The barrier made of runic symbols firmly trapped Haierbo's black shadow, and no matter how she exploded, she could not break it.

And Grindelwald's body was shaking, and a bloody man slowly stood up.

He held the Elder Wand, took out the real invisibility cloak, then closed his eyes and pointed the wand at his temple.

When he opened his eyes again, Grindelwald's face was expressionless. He glanced coldly at Dumbledore's fallen body, and at Halbo who was trapped in the barrier and no longer made any movements.

He slowly took out something.

That was another blood pact, an intact blood pact.

However, the perfection only lasted for a moment. Dumbledore's fallen body threw up the smallest amount of smoke and dust. The blood alliance was trembling, and the slightest cracks began to bloom from the center!

Grindelwald didn't hesitate at all, he just waved, and the collapsed old house of Dumbledore's family began to stir, and a box broke open and smoke flew into his hand.

The box was opened, and a ring appeared inside, a ring set with a huge gemstone, a ring that made Voldemort's eyes widen.

The outermost layer of the gemstone was peeling off rapidly, revealing the real object hidden inside—a pure black octahedron gemstone.

Resurrection stone!

Haierbo roared uncontrollably, of course she knew what it was! These are the three holy weapons that represent the power of the God of Death!

These two are always acting! All the purposes are to use the power of the blood alliance to allow Grindelwald to truly control the power of death!

Grindelwald didn't pay attention to her roar, he just let the Elder Wand, Resurrection Stone and Invisibility Cloak float into the air.

Three Deathly Hallows floated up, and they combined to form the triangular holy symbol!

A huge blood-red magic power surged out of the slowly cracking blood pact in Grindelwald's hand. This magic power made Sean tremble and made Voldemort's eyes turn red.

The blood-red magic power moved towards the Deathly Hallows under the control of Grindelwald, just like a blood-red barrier was about to cover the holy symbol representing the authority of Death.

This is... gaining the authority of the God of Death!

Voldemort was already trembling with excitement, he knew he had made the right bet!

The returnees who had been lurking rushed out of their hiding place under his forced order and tried to hinder Grindelwald, but it was of no use - Grindelwald did not even look at those people, whether they were living people or ghosts. , as soon as they took steps and raised their wands, the terrifying magic power surrounding them crushed everyone who appeared into powder!

Voldemort did not panic. He waved his wand violently, and Sean, who had been "soul-robbed", staggered towards the scene!

Sean's eyes were dull and his expression was calm. He was walking towards Grindelwald - the blood-red magic power was about to arouse instinctively and crush Sean into powder. However, Grindelwald frowned, and those magic powers seemed to possess him. Life completely avoided Sean.

Sean finally walked into the center.

And Voldemort's eyes showed a hint of excitement and excitement that he was about to succeed.

He ordered Sean, who had his soul stolen, to tell Grindelwald something.

That is: "Dumbledore still has hope of survival! The power of death can save him!"

Sean staggered to the scene. He first glanced at the old man who fell to the ground and made no sound, then at the black figure that seemed to be sizing him up, and finally at Grindelwald who had no expression or fluctuation. .

The other party seems to be fully grasping the power that belongs to the God of Death!

Sean came closer, and at this time, his eyes had completely regained their clarity!

"Dumbledore still has hope of survival! The power of death can save him!" Sean shouted loudly.

The moment he shouted, Voldemort and Herbo showed terrifying smiles at the same time!

And Grindelwald, who was originally expressionless, actually trembled!

His calm and indifferent face showed a look of struggle, his eyes were closed, and when he opened them again, they were already covered with bloodshot eyes.

He stretched out his hand towards the Holy Emblem, trying to twist the Holy Emblem wrapped in blood-red magic, to turn the Holy Emblem in the direction of Dumbledore!

At this moment, a man wearing a black robe with no hair or nostrils, and a bare scalp covered with blood vessels and veins appeared.

The moment Grindelwald reversed the Holy Emblem, Voldemort came here!

A powerful light burst out from his wand, accompanied by his wild laughter.

"It's so ridiculous! It's so sad! Grindelwald, you are just like Dumbledore. I thought you had no weaknesses anymore!"

All of Grindelwald's power was used to reverse the Holy Emblem, and a mysterious magic power was revealed. Different from all the previous magic power, this magic power obviously had a more powerful, higher-level, and darker feeling!

And that magic power has no owner!

Originally, Grindelwald, who possessed the most powerful source of magic power and controlled the Holy Emblem with the power of the Broken Blood Alliance, was a natural attractor. The process of searching for that magic power had gradually begun to move closer to Grindelwald.

However, as soon as Voldemort appeared, a strong wave of black magic broke out. He seemed to use all his power on the explosion, and this explosion of power made him the most "dazzling" one in the scene!

The power of the Broken Blood Alliance was originally extremely powerful, but now it has been forcibly reversed by Grindelwald and has lost its attraction!

The power of Death began to tilt towards Voldemort!

Voldemort was laughing loudly: "Amazing, touching! Grindelwald, I have always maintained the greatest respect for you, and I also maintain the greatest fear of Dumbledore!"

"But I didn't expect that you would even dare to plot against a being who has seized the power of a god! No matter who it is, I will applaud you!"

"Hahaha, Haierbo?" He laughed again and looked at the imprisoned shadow, "Frankly speaking, becoming your subordinate is indeed a good choice, but now I have a better direction and path! "

"Become a servant under the throne of the gods? Under one person, above ten thousand people? No, I want to stand on the top of all, stand on top of everyone, including you! Haierbo!"

Voldemort laughed and spoke, and he could feel that the magic power coming from the Holy Emblem had begun to slowly integrate into his body, and an extremely powerful force was brewing!

"It's wonderful! It's wonderful!" Voldemort stretched out his hands intoxicated and took a deep breath of the magic around him.

He looked at Sean, who still had dull eyes, with satisfaction: "Stupid boy, but I'm going to fall in love with you, hey!"

Grindelwald seemed to have no intention of stopping Voldemort. He just turned his head to look at him, and then stopped fighting for the magic power that belonged to the God of Death!

He is trying his best to use the power of the Broken Blood Alliance to reverse the Holy Emblem, hoping to make the magic of the Deathly Hallows happen to Dumbledore!

Voldemort watched this with enjoyment and chuckled.

"Sad, so sad - I thought you were a hero, but at this critical moment, you followed the weakest side of your heart, Grindelwald."

"However, I still want to thank you. If you had no feelings at all, if you didn't have such a strong will, I wouldn't be able to get such a wonderful gift!"

Voldemort raised his wand. The wand seemed to have changed under the transformation of the magic power of death. Two eye sockets glowing with green fire gradually appeared on the originally smooth and round top. It was a terrifying and terrifying skull.

Voldemort took another deep breath. It seemed that the air in this world had never been so beautiful!

"That's great!" He could feel this powerful power flowing through his body!

"How about finding someone to give it a try..."

Voldemort glanced around the scene, and finally stared at the imprisoned black figure.

"Helbo, he's just a thief!"