The man in white crawled out of the rubble, his neck tilted back at a strange angle, and he made a "ho ho" sound from his throat.
Lin Ze The punch broke his neck and smashed half of his face.
The cheekbones were collapsed, the chin was tilted to one side, and the left eyeball hung outside the socket.
But he's still laughing.
The laughter was squeezed out of that rotten mouth, shrill and broken.
"Very good... very good... very good..."
Every time he said "very good", his body would twitch.
Then he stopped twitching and his laughter stopped.
Lin Ze shook his right hand, which was still bleeding, and the dragon scales glowed with a dark golden light in the night.
"Is this gone?" Lin Ze glanced at the man in white in confusion.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a ball of black light burst out from the man in white's remaining eye.
The entire alley's bricks, dust, blood, and broken glass all flew backwards in his direction at the same time, as if they were being held by an invisible giant hand and collapsing inward.
Lin Ze's heart beat violently and he immediately stepped back.
An indescribable force burst out from the man in white, and a soul-trembling coercion swept through the entire neighborhood.
Lin Ze's knees bent uncontrollably.
"Fuck..."
Lin Ze gritted his teeth, and the dragon scales on his legs crackled and burst out with a string of sparks, like two red-hot iron pillars thrust into the ground, and he was forced to carry them without kneeling.
There were two "plops" behind them, and Barty Crouch Jr. and Mia could no longer hold on.
Barty Crouch Jr. knelt on one knee and inserted the wand into the crack of the stone slab. His knuckles turned white from the force and the veins on his forehead popped out.
Mia's face was pale, and her hands were firmly pressed against the ground. It was obvious that she was under strong oppression.
The body of the man in white is changing.
Thick black mist surged out of his severed arm. The black mist condensed into the shape of bones, and then covered with flesh and skin, growing into a new arm in a matter of seconds.
His face is also recovering.
The broken cheekbones swelled again, the crooked chin returned to its original position with a "click", and the hanging eyeballs were like glass beads that had been stuffed back into their sockets. They turned twice in their sockets and finally stared at Lin Ze.
Then he opened his mouth and let out a long roar.
The sound was like the scream of an animal being fed alive into a meat grinder, or the cry of some giant creature in the deep sea. It was sharp yet deep and gentle, and it stirred randomly in the minds of the three of them.
Lin Ze felt his eyes go dark, and two lines of hot water flowed out of his nose, warm and smelling of blood.
Barty Crouch Jr. lay directly on the ground, unable to move.
Mia's wand made a "click" sound and broke into two pieces.
She fell backwards and lost consciousness.
Only Lin Ze is still struggling to support himself with his powerful body.
The man in white stood up from the ruins, his whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of black light.
He was a head taller than before, and his skin was covered with black lines like spider webs. Only the whites of his eyes were left, like two peeled boiled eggs embedded in the eye sockets.
Every time he took a step, the cracks in the ground spread a few inches, and the bricks and stones on the wall fell down.
"Ant, have you ever seen God coming?"
His voice changed, like hundreds of people speaking in different places at the same time, including men and women, old and young.
He raised his hand, palm up.
A chill instantly shot up Lin Ze's spine.
A black ring exploded from the palm of the man in white, turning everything in its path into ashes.
Brick walls, stone slabs, lamp posts, and gutters were swallowed up by the circle of black light like paper scenery.
Lin Ze Finger moved lightly in the air.
"Boundary Break"
A space crack appeared, and the next moment his figure appeared next to Barty Crouch Jr. and Mia, held them up, and activated "Boundary Break" again.
Just when Lin Ze thought he was about to escape, the figure in white instantly appeared next to him and slapped him with a light palm. Lin Ze felt like he was hit by a Universiade at full speed.
Even though the body was covered with layers of dragon scales, all the internal organs in the body were shattered and countless bones were broken.
At this moment, a white light fell from above his head.
The light is very gentle, like the sunlight leaking in through the cracks in the window in winter.
The man in white raised his hand and struck it with a palm, which collided with the white light. The two collided with each other and made a muffled sound. The earth was instantly shattered and ravines appeared.
Lin Ze was thrown far away by the air wave, and the other two unconscious people also rolled on the ground for an unknown distance.
Lin Ze just lay there, his mouth full of fishy and sweet taste, his consciousness still clear, but his body could no longer move at all.
The next moment, an old man in a dark purple robe appeared next to him, his robe hanging to the ground, and he gently tapped Lin Ze with the Elder Wand in his hand. Lin Ze suddenly felt much better, but he was still unable to move.
Dumbledore.
He was holding the wand in one hand, and the other hand was hanging casually by his side. The circle of black light in front of him was like a flood that hit a dam, surging and roaring, but unable to shake it at all.
"Albus Dumbledore." The voice of the man in white came from behind the black light, with a hint of fear.
Dumbledore Gently lift the wand in your hand, and then press it down.
The black light was like a torch pushed into the water. It made a "chi" sound and mostly dissipated.
"You remind me of someone." Dumbledore said.
"Oh? Who?"
"Myself."
Dumbledore sighed, with something in his voice that Lin Ze couldn't quite understand.
"When I was young, I always thought that power itself was the answer."
The man in white didn't speak any more.
He opened his arms, and the black light surged again. The bricks and stones in the entire street began to lift off the ground, converging behind him, forming a black vortex more than ten meters high.
In the center of the vortex, a huge eye slowly opened.
That eye had no pupil, and inside it was billowing black mist and countless faces.
Lin Ze looked up at that eye, feeling like his consciousness was being sucked in.
The next moment, Dumbledore appeared in mid-air, and the entire sky was dyed black and white.
The white magic light and the black vortex collided, tore, and entangled on the sky, like two caged giant beasts fighting to the death.
Lin Ze cannot see the figure of Dumbledore, and can only see lightning-like cracks constantly erupting at the intersection of the two forces.
A battle of this level...
Lin Ze felt the gap between himself and the greatest white wizard for the first time.
The confrontation didn't last long.
Dumbledore was retreating steadily under the suppression of black light and vortex.
Lin Ze felt his heart tremble when he felt the other party's eyes sweeping towards him again.
Dumbledore was breathing heavily, his robe was torn in several places, and his beard was covered with dust.
"Indeed... very strong." He said softly.
"But... it's just relying on the accumulation of time. If I had a thousand years..."
His gaze swept across the dim sky in the distance, and a complicated light flashed in his eyes.
Dumbledore whispered something to himself, and then took out a small thing from his arms.
That's...
An hourglass.
An hourglass only the size of a thumb, filled with translucent golden sand.
But I saw Dumbledore gently crush the hourglass.
The fragments slipped from between his fingers, and the fine golden sand did not scatter, but floated up as if being held by the wind, slowly rotating around his body.
Then, the wrinkles on his face began to disappear.
The white hair on the temples turned golden from the roots, the loose skin was tightened again, and the rickety body straightened up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A few seconds later, a man who looked to be in his early thirties stood there.
With blue eyes, long auburn hair, and a slender figure wrapped in a broken purple robe, he was filled with unparalleled power.
He raised his wand again, with a faint smile on his lips.
"Now, let's start over..."