Chapter 469 Dumbledore's Battle

Dumbledore's spell, under the control of mental power, firmly locked the body transformed by the black mist.

In one spell after another, the body of the God of Death was disintegrated one after another, as if it had been eaten by something, and one hole after another appeared on his body.

This spell was very powerful, and Fan Lin did not doubt its power at all. Even the buildings of the Dante sequence showed signs of fragmentation. If it were not for the stability of these divine patterns, in such an attack, one side of the temple seemed to be opened by Dumbledore.

However, such a powerful spell seemed to be useless, which was the case for the body of the God of Death before.

The body of the God of Death continued to surge, and more and more black matter was absorbed, and his body was restored in an instant.

This did not cause any substantial damage to it, unless it was completely evaporated in an instant.

This sounded very strenuous. Dumbledore's spell successfully angered him while hurting him.

Even if it turns into human nature, the god of death cannot change his beast instinct.

There is no furious abuse, instead, it is a strange roar that resounds through the soul.

This sound is very strange and frightening, just like the soul hidden in the river of hell, the endless suffering turned into a shrill wail, and then it was magnified countless times in the hearts of everyone.

The patronus spell quickly built a silver-white barrier, and Fanlin's cat squatted at his feet.

However, the barrier of the patronus spell could not completely block this primitive attack.

Along with the roar of the god of death, the light of the patronus spell began to tremble unsteadily. The silver-white barrier gradually became full of tiny cracks.

Although the patronus spell can block the invasion of energy, it is a spiritual acceptance of the transmission of sound.

The attack of the god of death is very effective. This sound directly penetrates the eardrums of everyone and hits heavily in the most sensitive and fragile depths of the soul.

At this moment, the brain blockade that had been running all the time also came to a halt, and more and more fear grew from Fanlin's heart. It was like encountering a Dementor, that cold feeling, losing all the happiness.

Sirius was even more so. It can be said that his performance was worse than expected. He faced hundreds of Dementors, those all-devouring mouths, constantly sucking Sirius's soul.

It took Sirius a long time to recover, but the horror of the Dementors planted the seeds of fear in his heart.

This is inevitable. Those terrible pictures keep appearing in my mind. They are all fantasy, or the most terrifying experience I have ever experienced, your death, the first time facing the dark creature.

This feeling of fear is infinitely magnified in my heart, crushed in my consciousness, and then constructed into a new and deeper fear.

Just like an eternal nightmare, at this moment, the image of the god of death constitutes the collection of all the fear and darkness in your heart. He makes you firmly believe that his existence is what you fear the most, and it is deeply engraved in your soul, and you can't escape it at all.

Fan Lin and Sirius stared at the shadow of the god of death in a daze, and an invincible panic continued to spread in their hearts, and each tasted the same or different fear.

However, in the place closest to the god of death, Dumbledore exuded a soft silver light. Even in the face of the attack of the god of death, the silver light around Dumbledore's body did not fluctuate at all, and he was not affected by the god of death at all.

Dumbledore looked very determined. He kept guiding the release of magic, whether it was soul magic or white witchcraft. If possible, Dumbledore didn't mind using the Avada Kedavra curse.

However, the Avada Kedavra curse directly separates a person's soul from the body to achieve the purpose of death. For humans, this is a very dangerous magic, but for the void creature known as the god of death, this magic without much impact seems to be adding energy to the god of death.

Dumbledore waved his wand on a large scale, and various inscriptions began to be chanted in his mouth, from flames to water, and even the natural forces that only elves can master, Dumbledore actually imitated them through magic.

It goes without saying that Dumbledore is deeply involved in the study of Elvish. Dumbledore is so smart. No wonder Dumbledore will become the greatest wizard of this century. Even without the bone-setting wand, Dumbledore is still the strongest among the white wizards.

Dumbledore is constantly looking for ways to destroy, and the green natural breath condenses into silk threads to bind the atomized body of the god of death.

However, it was useless. The body of the God of Death was too powerful. He had absorbed the essence of a whole dragon of the god level. Whether it was combat power or survival ability, he was top-notch. Moreover, he could pass through the surrounding dark speed force when exposed.

Fan Lin suddenly understood the origin of Boggart. It was just some low-level substances similar to the God of Death. However, if you hit the God of Death in a funny way...

Dumbledore would not do such a thing anyway.

Dumbledore wiped out a large piece of the body of the God of Death with a wave of his hand, but it was just a rolling of black fog, and the body of the God of Death recovered again.

This is the terrifying part of the god of death, the terrifying mental attack and abnormal recovery ability. If this alien had not been sealed for too long, resulting in insufficient energy for his own application and attack, Fan Lin and others would not last for a spell under his hands.

But even with such a god of death, Dumbledore still did not dare to let those black beams touch him at all. In the image of the battle of the gods, everyone present truly felt the attack power of the beam.

After Fan Lin woke up, he retreated to the corner of the temple in a panic. He pulled Sirius along, fearing that he would be hit by the aftermath of the attack.

As Dumbledore said, even with such progress, Fan Lin still couldn't help in this level of battle. Whether it was magic power or understanding of magic, the difference between Fan Lin and Dumbledore was not just a few levels.

This determined many things, such as Dumbledore could threaten the god of death with magic, while Fan Lin could only rely on some special methods. (To be continued)