It's Time for You to Die!
Underworld
Isle of Avalon.
After more than ten days of fighting, Vivian was already showing signs of weakness.
But with Babbling's arrival, the situation instantly reversed, and Morgan became the one on the verge of defeat.
Not only did he lose his trident, but he was also subjected to a two-on-one battle.
Although Vivian possessed Arya's body, she also held the Holy Grail.
Babbling is Elaine's daughter and Death's granddaughter.
They're all descendants of Death, relatives fighting relatives. In terms of talent, who's really that much worse than the other?
Morgan was also unable to leave Stonehenge, and under such circumstances, it seemed only a matter of time before she was killed.
But at that moment, Babbling suddenly lost her strength, as if she had been seriously injured. Her face turned pale and she fell backward.
Vivian looked back in surprise, thinking Morgan had cast some kind of spell.
But Morgan knew he didn't.
As a former female demon king, she had killed countless people and her combat skills far surpassed Vivian's; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to successfully ambush her back then.
Although she didn't know why Babbling was doing this, she clearly wouldn't let such a fleeting opportunity slip by.
Morgan suddenly accelerated and sprinted, leaping onto the stone steps and shooting towards Babbling like an arrow.
Killing her will break the deadlock!
But suddenly a curse shot out and stood between the two.
The light curved like a crescent moon, and brilliant golden light poured down from the sky.
Morgan at his last gasp, but he didn't expect there to be a wizard hiding nearby.
Caught off guard, she coughed up blood and flew backward.
An old man fell like a shooting star and instantly arrived at Stonehenge.
He looked at Babbling and sighed softly.
Her soul was already asleep, her delicate body curled up, like a baby being nurtured in her womb.
Back then, Babbling was only seven years old. She was first bitten by a vampire and then became Obscurial.
He found Death and begged Death to save his daughter. Death picked up a stone from the riverbank and gave it to him as a protective charm.
As long as the protective charm remains intact, Babbling will never die, and in critical moments, she can even withstand a fatal blow.
She carried it with her for over two hundred years and never let it leave her side.
Just before he left, he gave it to that kid William, hoping to save his life in a crucial moment!
The old man knew, of course, that fighting against Death was a matter of life and death, and that the protective talisman was probably broken by now.
That's why my precious daughter suddenly acted this way.
The old man moved his daughter outside Stonehenge, sighing, "Stark, my daughter is about to be buried with you."
If you still can't kill that old dog...
His eyes were cold as he looked at the heavily injured Morgan.
Morgan, whose skirt was soaked in blood, had been cornered by Vivian.
She ignored Vivian and instead turned her gaze to the old man, her voice cold and emotionless as she said:
"Gaunt, you are my father's servant, why did you betray him and attack me so suddenly?!"
"Death wants me to help you, preferably to rescue you," Gaunt sneered.
"But he caused my wife and children to break up, and he schemed against me like this, did he really think I didn't know?!"
Gaunt had been in contact with Merlin long ago.
Death had been threatening Gaunt with his wife and daughters, so how could Gaunt not have any intention of rebelling?
He simply lacked the strength to do so, and was also afraid of being discovered by Death.
But with Merlin's arrival, he finally found his organization!
"I was the one who spread the rumor about the location of Egypt's Beautiful Queen's tomb!"
It was I who lured Grindelwald to the tomb and Vivian!
It was I who persuaded Rosier to place Vivian's soul into Arya's body and orchestrated the Paris incident, dragging the Stark into it!
I also secretly instigated Martell to launch the Venice incident, sending a dream to Stark and telling him to obtain the Goblet of Fire!
It was I who released the North Sea Kraken to attack Gregorovitch, giving Grindelwald the opportunity to enter the Underworld and cut down that Elder Wood...
"I secretly did all this..." Gaunt revealed a mocking expression. "Just so that Death would die!"
"You are the Death's last Bloodline Horcrux. If you die, he will surely die too!"
Vivian raised the Holy Grail, from which six outlines shot out, bursting with red light, and embedded themselves in Morgan's body.
Gaunt swung his wand with his right hand, striking the figure heavily as well.
Morgan revealed a poignant smile that no one had ever seen before.
At that moment, her mind went blank, and she couldn't remember anything.
She couldn't remember the castle she lived in as a child, couldn't remember what her father and mother looked like, couldn't remember the first time Death appeared and told her the truth...
"My entire life, like my mother's, from birth to death, has been exploited."
She slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, releasing the last bit of magical protection, and letting the blow hit her body.
The woman's body was dissipating. She closed her eyes, her heart as still as water, and her last thought was... liberation.
The sun is setting.
On the plain that resembles ruins, there stands a Stonehenge, a self-imposed prison.
A tall skeleton clad in a black robe raised its arm.
For millennia, the countless wizard souls he collected using the Deathly Hallows have been impacting Stonehenge.
It's like a procession of a hundred demons!
Outside Stonehenge, a young wizard lies.
He lay on the ground with a spear protruding from his chest, as if dead, and did not move for a long time.
But when the Stonehenge embedded in the adobe walls loosened under the impact of the spirit, and the mud fragments fell to the ground...
It was clearly so subtle as to be almost imperceptible, yet to his ears it sounded like a thunderclap.
The young wizard suddenly opened his eyes, his dark green pupils flashing with golden light.
William stood up and gently pulled the Spear of Longinus from his chest.
The spear that nailed Jesus and nearly killed him would turn to dust with every inch it was pulled out, creating a continuous, resounding clang.
After the spear was completely pulled out, William's chest wound began to heal rapidly.
Death, which had been facing east, suddenly turned to look west.
As the sun set, whether it was an illusion or not, as the young wizard rose, like a lurking eagle finally breaking free from its slumber, it shook off the dust and began to soar like a rainbow.
In particular, a powerful force surged from his body, causing his entire body to suddenly glow. Its brilliance was no less than that of the midday sun.
"Stark, you're not dead?" Death's voice carried a hint of confusion.
That blow should have killed him without a doubt!
William reached into his collar and pulled out a lapis lazuli amulet, but unfortunately it was already Diffindo.
Clearly, when Death used the Spear of Longinus to pierce William's chest, this protective charm served as a final safeguard.
William did not die immediately and was able to enter the Limbo.
He carefully put it away, then sighed softly, wondering how Babbling was doing now.
Death sneered and said:
"It could protect you once, but not twice. The protective charm is broken, and Gaunt's daughter is now dead."
"I don't know if Professor Babbling will die..." William looked at Death, his killing intent palpable.
"But I know, Herpo the Foul, you deserve to die!"