Chapter 1530 7 Long Rivers
"The difference between literary fighting and martial fighting... plus your ability to fool people, and the fact that a god is so partial to a mortal, it's worth my try, it doesn't take me too much effort..." Death said calmly , This time I really focused my eyes on Allen's face, "Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of human beings..."
The god of death Hyerpola sighed a famous Ravenclaw quote in a long voice, and then seemed to lose the patience to talk, and waved impatiently with his face aside.
The sound of rumbling waves hitting the shore sounded.
The black currents around in the distance rolled over, and the dementors floating around in the sky also found their targets, and swarmed to them with their rotten hands tied.
This made the already gloomy sky and earth even darker, making it more gloomy and depressing.
These things began to approach Allen and the airship above his head again, and instead of launching an attack immediately, they slowed down their speed.
Amidst a creaking sound, the raging black tide split and split, the skeletons creaked into the nearby team, and the ghosts squeezed in crookedly with pale faces. Some skeletons with missing arms and broken legs didn't move so neatly, instead they were squeezed and fell to the ground, and then trampled to pieces.
In a nauseating and dizzy squirm, these undead creatures finally merged into seven long rivers, and some undead creatures that looked particularly eye-catching appeared at the front of each long river. Powerful undead leader.
Allen turned himself half a circle and looked over, and at a glance he found that the leaders of these gods of death were all old acquaintances.
The four death knights he met after falling into the curtain of the Ministry of Magic archway each led a team. They looked obviously different from before, and the original tattered armor and helmets were all replaced at this time. New, full of danger and Alan can only recognize their identities by their faces after their masks are opened.
The huge round shield held in the hands of the former Viking King Harald with blond withered hair and beard and braids, all the original bumps and hollows disappeared without a trace, and it looked like a newly refined one. The ax that was held was also tainted with corruption, apparently it was a magic weapon.
And beside the Viking undead, he was at least a circle smaller than King Harold of England. He still had the sharp arrow shot by Allen with the Vasivaly curse in the middle of one of his eyes, and only the tail feathers were exposed and swayed slightly. ——He was wearing an ancient England decorative style burqa and chain mail, and all of them were replaced by refined products.
And the other William, wearing a nose helmet, and another undead knight holding a pistol who had no relationship with Allen, were riding a skeleton horse each, and looked very evil with the cloak that seemed to be made of dementors. , the knight's long swords with red light on their waists hit the armor on their bodies with a rustling sound.
"The powerful master is omnipotent and has given us eternal life. This Harris, who knows no good or evil, dares to refuse the master's proposal. This time, Lord Voldemort and I will get rid of you for the master! Let you, a lowly fellow, pay the price!" A voice that was hoarse and harsh but with a baby-like falsetto was a little tense with excitement.
Allen knew that this was the wife of Bellatrix and Rudolphs, the undead couple he had noticed just now, who was yelling again-her face looked much more ferocious than before. At this time, she raised her hands in a grabbing pose to Allen, and her fingers that turned into long metal claws were very eye-catching.
The couple's skin was like a drowned person, gray to blue-white, their eyes glowed red, and the sharp fangs that were exposed when they spoke showed their status as vampires at this time.
However, the sudden interruption of his subordinates,
The God of Death Hai Erbo's lips were tightly closed, and the wrinkles on his forehead were piled up, which made him look even more stern and cold.
"Sorry master! I haven't taught her the rules yet!" A snake-like voice sounded, and the body immediately bowed to apologize to Hai Erbo, the god of death, and then got up and yelled horribly, "Quiet! Bella, I'll deal with you later! When will it be your turn to answer in front of the master!"
The vampire witch also realized the mistakes brought about by her previous habits, she didn't dare to argue but just shivered in place.
Allen rubbed his chin, and glanced at the human-shaped object standing in the middle. It was as thin as a mummy, with only a layer of skin hanging on its withered body, which looked very luxurious. A magic robe made of dark green. On the cheek with festered flesh and most of the skeleton exposed, a fake eye that was stuck in the eye socket like broken glass stared at him horribly, and the other dark red pupil There was an evil light shining in the hollow eye sockets, the elongated nasal bones on the cheeks were barely noticeable, it looked as if he had no nose, and his mummy-like decayed prosthetic hands were clenched into fists.
"Oh? Haierbo, I just glanced at it and thought it was a little lich raised by you. I didn't expect you to call these bastards into the team? You have lowered your style for nothing..." Allen seemed to be the same as the god of death, Treating these undead as lowly creatures generally doesn't mean to talk to them directly, but to make fun of the god of death.
"His hatred for you is at least useful for those people outside, isn't it?" Haierbo responded lightly, and then looked at Voldemort, "I think you will make good use of this opportunity, right?"
"Praise the Almighty and Powerful Lord! I will cherish it!" Voldemort was like his Death Eaters before daring to speak when he asked for his permission. Its teeth were covered with souls of various colors because it had lost its mouth. Gem-like things, from which you can vaguely see the soul projections of some imprisoned people who are helplessly trying to get out of these gems, "Harris, you are so rude and arrogant! You can't think of it, can you?" The despicable conspiracy made me lucky to meet the master and obtain eternal life."
"Harris, finally let me wait for you again, I want revenge." The death knight Harold, who still had arrows in his eyes, also roared in a low voice-this made the death knight William on the horse seem Some embarrassment made the fire in his eyes weaker.
Allen still didn't pay attention to these things, he stood up fearlessly and asked Hai Erbo, the god of death: "So, do you want me to play with them first?"
"I won't disrespect you so much...Mr. Harris..." Haierpo, the god of death with folded hands and leaning on a cane, slowly shook his head, tilting his head and ordered to the four death knights, "Take these newcomers Together, go to those Great Walls in the outer circle, I allow you to attack these stupid mortals at will, and let them feel the shadow of death... Those dementors can be sent to harass the floating city, but you guys should stay away, I think short I don't have much time to revive you in time..."