Chapter 308 Crushing

"Who are you!"

Only the head and half of the body remained silently lying on the ground, looking at the surrounding pure white towering buildings that almost bordered the sky, and fell into panic. More than half of the facial features on its face withered quickly, and were protruded by the surrounding white mist The little hand was torn off piece by piece, and it roared hoarsely, "Where is this?!"

Under the unknown force, it was torn in half from the scar that runs through the chest and most of the torso, and was dragged into the illusion by force, and the healthy eyes on the face looked in different directions. It feels suffocated by the surrounding environment and the ever-changing force.

"Aren't you looking for me?"

Nelson's voice came from the clouds, and he silently noticed the big hand that was still tightening his neck. Looking up along the thick arm like a world tree, a single indifferent eye shot out red light, penetrating through the city. In the fog, he stared at himself.

Silently shaking its neck, trying to break free from the giant's grip, but this giant is not a chicken or a dog. Its arms are as unshakable as if they were poured by steel. The giant created by Montgard's productivity - Alexander.

The arm holding Moran's neck is more than thick. Compared with the earliest skeleton structure with only levers and gears, it is undoubtedly much more sophisticated. Its forearm is extremely thick, and it looks like a Gothic castle, colorful The slender glass is inlaid on the arm armor, depicting runes shining with magical light one after another. The spire of the castle extends from the elbow, like a ferocious barb, anyone who sees it There will be a consensus in the heart - this aesthetically peculiar roof will easily pierce anyone's throat.

Nelson, sitting high in the clouds and sitting on the throne, felt the surging music coming from below him. It was a battle song composed of the crash of gears, the friction of gears, the knocking of levers and the gushing of steam. Alexander It was the first time that it faced an enemy comparable to it. It was eager to tear apart the monsters in front of it, eager to declare its existence with a hearty destruction.

"Alexander, there is no audience this time." Nelson patted the throne under him lightly, and murmured softly. The giant's body trembled, as if responding a little aggrieved.

In fact, after participating in the first round of the competition, Nelson, who was not under the pressure of exams, spent all his spare time on the work of improving and perfecting Alexander except for his daily life. This is why Tom always saw him wearing various clothes. The reason why overalls or overalls, carrying a wrench, appeared on campus.

Compared with its debut, the height of this Alexandria has exceeded people's imagination of giants. Even Ben Nevis, the highest mountain in the British Isles, is just a dirt bag that it can easily climb over. It is really unimaginable that it is so huge. What kind of shock will it be to walk in the world with your body.

And Moran, who was restrained, still couldn't see the whole picture of the giant—except for the powerful arms, the indifferent one-eye, and the looming shoulders hidden in the mist.

Its shoulders are as wide as a mountain range, outlining the background of the mountains behind the city, its lower body is hidden in the building, maintaining the movement of choking the enemy's throat, like a portrait of a giant god, only the scorching steam that spews out from time to time proclaims it The activity and strength of the heart, the blue flame in the chest furnace expanded excitedly, and was compressed by the steel heart, and so on, the stronger and faster heartbeat spread down the arm to its iron fist, silently and clearly I know that this is the desire to destroy.

It doesn't know what the giant in front of it is. The Alexander who caught a glimpse in the first round is far from the increasingly healthy image at this moment. Connecting with the indomitable gods, fear inevitably arose in its heart. It never thought that after possessing the strongest power in the world, it would face such a powerful enemy immediately.

But? Isn't the power of the Obscure the most destructive in the world? Why are you motionless at this moment? The things in front of her were completely beyond the imagination of "mother", and her mind began to think crazily, maybe she had never been so active in her life.

"You are Nelson! Nelson Williams!" I heard Nelson's voice silently. Although its magic power has been out of control, the "mother" who maintains reason is very sober. She shouted, "We have no conflict! I It's Salem! It's the 'mother' of Second Salem, dear boy, and I'm here to help you!"

"You're really interesting. It's the first time I've heard that your relatives are dating other people's mothers. But speaking of it, you look exactly like the first time I met a disgusting old acquaintance."

Nelson controlled Alexander to press the ground silently. The back of his head pierced through the ground and underground facilities under the impact. The few remaining eyeballs were bloodshot, and the mouth full of sharp teeth opened wide, screaming in pain. Immediately afterwards, those seemingly decorative doors and windows on the arm of Alexander's "castle" opened, and the dense and itchy insect wing-elytra collision sound came from the mist, silently seeing a white world Inexplicably, malicious dots appeared in the mist. In the mist, they were like the eyes of Alexander the size of one. The buttocks surrounded Mo Ran, like a jackal eating a colossus, and rushed towards Mo Ran.

At the same time, the hungry and thirsty Lost Fog got this huge "gift" that contained too strong emotions. White arms that were so small that they could not be seen clearly stretched out from the ground under Mo Ran, trying to push them away. Drag them in and be with them.

But Moran is too huge, comparable to Alexander's size, the strength of the little hands seems so insignificant, Salem doesn't care about this uncomfortable environment for her - the magic power of the silent person is not afraid of any magic, or It was an attack with magical power, and Alexander's fist, which was driven by magic but released real power, was what it was afraid of.

However, a few seconds later, Momo let out a mournful roar, and something unexpected happened to Salem.

Those seemingly limp little hands were like the sharpest daggers, forcefully gouging out the magic power from its huge body! Misty Illusion is the place for the dead to cleanse their souls and go to the next step. The rich memories they left here twisted into strands of mist, which is the origin of Misty Misty. After thousands of years, Misty Illusion was finally eliminated. The lost fog fills up, becoming a world full of memories.

And memory is just pale after lack of soul, they can't feel and taste by themselves, when they lose the emotional waves, they can't even piece together a coherent story, only the desire for fresh soul and strong emotion is left, and silently Of course, as the ultimate catharsis of the repressed emotions of the silent, it is undoubtedly the delicacy that the Lost Fog most desires.

Salem felt that his strength was slowly passing away as if his feet had been cut off, and those hordes of floaters were constantly cutting its recovering body with those nasty lasers, limiting the speed of its recovery.

After doing all this, Nelson's voice came from the cloud again, "I'm curious, you who are self-righteous and still become a prisoner after mastering absolute power, so, what confidence do you have to help someone who will be defeated with one hand?" What about the person you knocked out?"

This is the opportunity! A balance was made in Salem's mind. It controlled one eyeball to rise slowly, and opened the mouth that grew in the eyeball. From the layers of sharp teeth, a human face grew out - that was Bella's face. .

It is even more certain in its heart that the members of Second Salem collected information about the three targets in London a few years ago. They have the possibility of winning over the normal human camp. Their biggest concern in human society is a woman. —It was Bella.

Seeing this scene, Nelson was stunned, Alexander's big hand loosened, and Ling Moran was finally able to breathe normally, but it didn't seem to need to breathe.

Salem controlled the condensed Bella to speak, using the softest, most motherly voice she could imagine.

"Strength is not important, believe me, Williams, it is more important to know yourself," Salem said quickly, "Son, I know you grew up in a normal human family, you were kidnapped by them Becoming a freak! I can help you see yourself, and you can find real relief! Believe me, boy, think of your life in the orphanage, think of Jonas Nicklaus, think of Berratt Ricks, are they willing to make you a juggling monster? Kid, this school is full of deceit and disregard, we are family, Nelson, may I call you Nel?"

The air was stagnant, and Salem carefully looked at the one eye in the mist above his head with the bunch of eyes. Hearing her words, Alexander stopped moving, and Nelson fell silent, moving silently and lightly, feeling himself relaxed After a lot, it hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, and said enthusiastically, "Come with me, join us, wizards are unnecessary to the world, and your power is more suitable for creating a peaceful and safe world for human beings. We are born as one family." man, na-"

Before the word "er" was uttered, it felt a gust of wind flashing in front of it, and Alexander's right hand hidden in the mist suddenly stretched out. This hand was still a half-finished product, and it still looked like a castle, but this Byzantine-style castle Where the dome should have been, there are still cavities, and it seems that something needs to be installed into it.

With a violent swing of his right fist, he struck Salem's raised eyeballs, erasing Bella's figure, and smashed his slapped face by the way. The skin on his face slowly recovered, and Salem's heart Full of doubts and fears, the fear is the speed and strength of the giant, and the weakening of its own magic power when it approaches, and the doubt is whether it is that sentence that angered Nelson.

Nelson seemed to be able to read minds, and quickly gave it an answer.

"You annoy me."

The indifferent voice was amplified by Alexander, stained with a taste of metal and steam, making his declaration even more like a god without emotion. His tone was erased by the vibration of the metal plate, but even monotonous statements can still be heard uncontrollable anger.

"You shouldn't use Bella's face, how dare you put her face on such a disgusting thing? Isn't the lesson from the holiday not enough?" Nelson's words gradually increased, and Alexander raised his head again. Right fist, the blue fiendfire spewed out from the cavity lacking the dome, and the unimaginable energy gathered in its fist, "I thought you could have some insight, and I was once curious about how a Muggle organization is. It has been a headache for the Magical Congress of America for so many years, and now it seems that it is not because you have the ability, maybe it is because they are too mentally handicapped."

"you--"

"Shh, listen to me." Alexander's left arm violently squeezed Mo Ran's slender neck, and Nelson said softly, "What does it mean to recognize yourself? You need to recognize yourself, you are just a vampire who relies on persecuting some wizards who are still children to gain power. You look down on wizards. Isn’t the power you rely on most? Magic? Or you can tell me that the source of the power of these silent people is Quantum mechanics."

Hearing Nelson's taunt, Salem struggled and manipulated Moran's body to pour out black magic power, but before they could stir up any waves, they were dispelled by the fog of confusion.

"What kind of stupid guy must be to be willing to be a family with you? You can only deceive children. A criminal who thought he was a high-end criminal turned out to be the most disgusting human trafficker. There is such a big gap, no wonder you are so distorted. "Nelson sneered, and there was endless mockery in the cold metal voice, "And Gnar, what are you? How can you call me Gnar, a disgusting maggot like you? I have lost the ability to communicate with you. Desire, so now... I ask, you answer!"

Salem struggled and said, "It's hopeless...I admit, you have some skills, and you are different from those stinky boys, but so what? Our family is endless, you think we will clean up without preparation Hogwarts? Anyone you care about will die."

"Your nonsense has added a weight of death to your balance." Nelson asked disdainfully, "So what? Then? You don't think Hogwarts is as vulnerable as your brain, do you? Now , before I start torturing you, answer my question."

On the rostrum, Grindelwald, like an audience, watched the professors who had already fought silently with the remaining half, swept away the smoke in the forbidden forest in the distance, and covered his ears with one hand, Hearing the sound from the small silver ball in the ear canal, he laughed cheerfully.

"No audience?"

Grindelwald chuckled and waved his wand, and a water curtain that Dumbledore had used appeared above Moran's head.