The silver-haired old man leaned against the wall, and the sea breeze blew the hem of his Xingyue pajamas to sway slightly, revealing a pair of plush slippers.
No one noticed when he appeared.
Except Moody.
His magic eye glanced over there unintentionally, and then he looked at it several times in disbelief, and finally the corner of Moody's mouth twitched hard.
"Dumbledore?"
He thought he was dazzled.
Resisting the urge to pull out the magic eye, wipe it and put it back on, Moody stared in that direction, as if to confirm whether he was being dazzled.
It's just... if that was really Dumbledore, why didn't he come to help?
Moody's magic eyes turned wildly, trying to distinguish whether it was Polyjuice Potion or Transfiguration.
The normally invincible demonic eye could not clearly see that figure at this time.
Well... this situation seems to have only been seen with Dumbledore.
Seeing that the other party had no intention of participating, Moody remained silent.
The old man's eyes were focused on the center of the pier, his expression was very calm, as if he was watching a drama.
Suddenly, the old man turned his head and glanced in the direction of Moody.
From a long distance away, Moody felt his body tighten, but it was only for a moment that the gaze moved away again.
On the dock, the battle between Rodna and Primordial Vampire has progressed to a level that even the word "outrageous" cannot describe.
The earth has been broken into pieces, and the seawater has filled the pitted ground.
Rodna's silver-blue magic power covered half of the port, and every time he made a move, he would tear a hole in the space.
But a vampire whose body is covered with spikes is like an old piece of cowhide that cannot be chewed.
Smelly and hard.
"You have many tricks, but you still can't kill me, just like the wizards before me."
Rodna smiled.
"Can't he be killed?" He took two steps to the side, and the soles of his boots stepped on the waves that were frozen into irregular shapes. Every step he took made a circle of silver-blue cracks.
"There is nothing immortal in this world."
Rodna raised his hand, spread his fingers, and all the space debris floating in the air stopped at the same time, and then fell towards the Vampires like a heavy rain.
The whole sky looked like a hornet's nest that had been pierced.
Light and darkness intertwined into an airtight net, shrouding the Vampires.
The sea was cut in the middle, and the pier was split in half from the middle.
But when everything cleared up, the vampires still stood where they were.
There are still those long nails stuck in its body, and the countless scars on its gray-white skin are slowly healing, like sand flattened by the wind.
"The wizard's magic cannot kill me. If you know the years I have experienced, you will know what I rely on." The vampire said.
Rodna slowly narrowed his eyes. "Noisy,."
"You don't understand, humans can't kill gods." The vampire said.
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire dock fell silent for a moment.
"Ha."
Rodna laughed, his shoulders shaking slightly.
"God?" He raised his head, his blue and silver eyes were astonishingly bright in the night.
"If God were like you, then I don't think anyone would want to become a God."
Before he finished speaking, he completely disappeared from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was already behind the vampire, with his palm on the back of the vampire's head, and the silver-blue light hit the vampire crazily like a river bursting its banks.
The vampire still stood there, letting the magic power of Rodna crush his body to pieces.
"I said that mortals cannot kill gods."
The vampire spoke calmly, and reached behind his back with one arm, his five fingers like hooks, clasping Rodna's neck.
"In my eyes, you are just... a bigger insect."
Rodna was lifted up by the neck, and his knuckles scratched white marks on the opponent's wrist, but he couldn't break it off.
The vampire's hands tightened tighter and tighter.
Rodna's breathing became increasingly difficult, and the veins on his forehead bulged, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more intense.
He tried his best to squeeze out a few words from his throat.
"Then you... don't make me... too boring..."
He suddenly raised his hand, grabbed a spike on the vampire's shoulder, and pulled hard.
The spike was pulled out, leaving a hole that could not be healed.
The vampire's movements suddenly froze.
A thick black gas spurted out from the hole, like a high-pressure gas tank that had been leaked.
The vampire released his grip on Rodna.
Rodna took the opportunity to dodge and appeared more than ten meters away from the vampires, holding the long nail in his hand, with dark red blood threads wrapped around the surface of the long nail.
"Hey, this thing really works." Rodna said.
The vampire slowly turned around, the hole on his shoulder still hadn't healed, and black anger was coming out.
"You are very interesting." said the vampire.
"I have decided to let you be my child. Even if wizards and vampires cannot get along, I will find a way for you to live forever with me."
"That depends on whether you have the ability." Rodna held the long nail in his hand and disappeared as soon as he finished speaking.
When he reappeared, he was seen hanging upside down above the vampire's head, his right hand turned into a claw, grabbing another spike on the opponent's body.
The vampires did not dodge or evade, but raised their arms to block.
Boom--
A wave of air exploded from the place where the two met, and the surrounding seawater was forcefully pushed away, mixed with ice crystals and sand and flew into the air.
Rodna's body flashed rapidly, appearing in four directions of the vampire at the same time. The vampire bared his fangs and rushed in one direction. The Rodna in that direction disappeared instantly. The next moment, the other three Rodna merged into one, and the spikes in their hands pierced the vampire's eye sockets.
"Pfft--"
There was a soft sound, and the long nail in Rodna's hand pierced the opponent's eye socket and penetrated the opponent's head.
The blood line on the spike suddenly surged wildly and connected with other spikes.
"Boom--"
The vampire's body convulsed and fell to the ground.
"He... is he stronger again?" Ben murmured.
"It's not that he has become stronger. In fact, that man has been suppressing the opponent, but he has been unable to cause effective damage to the monster." Amelia said with a frown.
Ben looked at Amelia in shock. "So that spike can hurt it?"
"I think so." Amelia nodded.
Moody didn't say anything, but held the wand firmly in his hand, blocking the aftermath of the battle between the two from outside the formation.
There was no way he could intervene in a battle of this level.
In the distance, Dumbledore is still leaning against the wall, with his hands in his pajama pockets, like a neighbor who got up in the middle of the night to watch the fun.
But his blue eyes had slowly narrowed.
Rodna and the vampires are fighting again.
The vampire was obviously angry after his head was stabbed.
Its two ridiculously long arms are like two guillotines, and each swing can cut a white crack visible to the naked eye in the air.
Its speed more than doubled, and its figure pulled out a series of afterimages in the night sky, like seven or eight vampires rushing towards Rodna at the same time.
Rodna is becoming increasingly difficult to cope with.
He dodged five afterimages, but failed to dodge the sixth one.
The vampire slapped him on the back, sending him flying away. Along the way, he collapsed an abandoned duty room next to the dock, and buried him inside with broken bricks and rubble.
Rodna crawled out of the ruins and spit blood.