Even the Great Dao Was Wiped Out!
In that instant, William thought about many things.
He seemed to have become one with nature, transforming into a philosopher.
From the Big Bang to the collapse of black holes; from the origins of humanity to the inherent flaws of the Giant race and the superiority of one-quarter Half-blood Giant;
Finally, the feasibility of having one-eighth Giant blood, one-eighth Veela blood, plus some Werewolf and Stark blood... is a possibility.
This will be a descendant with human blood as the main component, and a mixed ownership system of multiple biological bloodlines, developing together.
He's got everything – **super Saiyan **, looks, transformation abilities, and magic!
And the root of all evil originated from this night:
William was knocked unconscious by the Half-blood Giant Ygritte, resulting in the birth of a one-quarter Half-blood Giant.
William's thought process is truly unmatched; he can come up with so many ideas in an instant.
Fortunately, it was just a false alarm; the sound of something cutting through the air came from outside the cave, not from behind.
Or rather, Ygritte late.
She had just grasped the stick and raised it slightly, pondering how much force to use without hurting William and giving him a concussion.
Her hesitation led her to miss the optimal time for the attack and also the beautiful night.
William strained his ears, listening to the howling sound, which sounded like thunder.
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He turned to look at Ygritte, his emotions, which had just calmed down, becoming wary again.
What are you doing with that stick?
Ygritte wasn't really trying to knock me unconscious and drag me to bed, was she?
Ah, please stop your "Merpeople Princess" behavior!
Ygritte waved the stick, unsure how to respond, and could only give an awkward laugh.
Footsteps sounded in the distance, and a moment later, Hodor's ugly face appeared, muttering something in the language of Giant.
Ygritte deliberately changed the subject, translating, "Hodor said that a battle broke out among the tribes of Karkus."
"Oh..." William groaned. "You still haven't explained what you're planning to do with such a thick stick!!"
Ygritte paused for two seconds, then cleverly said, "For self-defense. I need to go out and see what's going on."
William nodded slightly. "Yes, I'll go with you. With me here, no one can attack you."
You can give me this stick now!
"This is mine!" Ygritte, puffing out her cheeks.
"I know, but this is too thick, it's not suitable for you," William said with a smile.
"I'll give you a thinner stick later; I guarantee you'll love it!"
The snow fell heavily, like soft reeds, onto the frozen lake.
It resembles Black Lake in winter.
Well, even though he's only been away for less than a month, Hagrid is inexplicably missing Hogwarts.
Needless to say, there's the gentle Acromantula, the adorable Fluffy, and the petting Blast-Ended Skrewt;
Even Professor Snape, who disliked washing his hair and always had a sarcastic and eccentric personality, now seems so handsome.
Stepping on the frozen pine needles and brown fallen leaves, Hagrid and Maxime arrived at the edge of the sparse pine forest.
At the far end of the open field, by the desolate lake, flames swirled and rose, and a hot wind blew in, carrying the strong smell of blood and roasted meat.
That was the tribe of Karkus, the largest tribe of Giant in the Alps, with more than two hundred members.
Hagrid and Maxime stopped in the crowd, and a Giant looked at them expectantly.
"Karkus, we've come to visit you, as we arranged yesterday," Hagrid said loudly.
"Yes, of course, my dear friend." Karkus stood up, making a clapping sound.
His body was covered with bones:
Bone and mutton bones, remains of goats, bison and elk, brown bear claws... and human bones were all worn on their bodies.
"Is there a gift today?" Karkus asked eagerly, fiddling with a torch.
Yesterday, those two wizards gave me an Gubraithian Fire. I wonder what good stuff they'll give me today!
Immediately, Giant understood English translated Karkus's words.
Hagrid was prepared and pulled out several large wooden barrels.
He placed the barrel on the snow at Karkus's feet and said, "This is a gift from Albus Dumbledore as a token of his respect."
This was certainly not a gift from Dumbledore, but from William.
95% medical alcohol, which also contains methanol... Giant won't die from drinking it, and the taste is even more stimulating.
Although harmful, it is absolutely the best thing for Giant.
Karkus hurriedly picked up a barrel of wine, smashed open the wooden lid, and poured it into his mouth.
At this moment, Hagrid took the opportunity to extend an invitation.
Karkus occasionally nodded in agreement.
That's how Giant are—impatient and greedy.
You have to give them gifts every day for them to talk to you and listen to you.
If the wizard says too much at once, the Giant will not only ignore him, but will also become impatient and kill him.
According to Dumbledore, contact with the Giant would take a very long time.
After doing all this, Hagrid and Maxime did not leave immediately, but instead hid in a cave on the side to observe the Giant.
The Death Eaters also arrived, and the two were searching for them.
But problems soon arose.
Giant cannot control their anger and always like to fight.
It wasn't just about vying for the gifts Hagrid brought; it was also about food, fire, a place to sleep... and even the position of leader.
A Giant named Golgomath had curly black hair, Dahei teeth, and wore a bone necklace.
Standing nearly eight meters tall, he had this intention and charged towards Karkus.
Karkus's two men ran over and stopped Golgomath.
But Golgomath was not only tall, but also incredibly strong.
He knocked down a Giant with one punch, then tackled another and bit off his neck.
Karkus staggered to his feet, downed a whole barrel of liquor, pounded his chest, and charged angrily at the Golgomath.
The Golgomath did not retreat to avoid its sharp edge, but instead lowered its head.
bend over,
Charge forward again!
His years of rigorous training in waist and stance coordination have made his lower body extremely stable.
And what about Karkus?
During his years as the leader, he not only lived a life of luxury but also enjoyed increasing the population of the tribe whenever he had free time.
He already ruined his back!
Therefore, women will only slow down the speed at which you draw your sword.
In crucial moments, when you need to fight another man head-on, you'll find yourself at a disadvantage!
Karkus is a good example.
With a ferocious shoulder charge, Golgomath sent Karkus flying a great distance.
The Golgomath galloped straight across the ground, and almost instantly, it reached out and grabbed Karkus's ankle, pulling him down forcefully.
Not only did it pull Karkus's body toward the ground, it also broke his leg.
Karkus crashed to the ground, and Golgomath delivered a vicious kick aimed at his groin!
It can be described as insidious and ruthless.
That kick alone could obliterate not only the earth itself, but the very foundation of the universe!
Hagrid and Maxime were dumbfounded.
Then, two Death Eaters appeared, sneering as they stared at the two hiding at the edge of the cave.
Golgomath waved his hand, and a group of his men rushed towards the two men.
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