Chapter 64 The Secret of Death(2/3)
Dumbledore raised his sickle and an axe.
In an instant, magic powers from heaven and earth swarmed and poured into his soul at the same time.
The smile on the old man's vicissitudes of life was extremely open-minded and said with a smile:
"William, Hogwarts will be handed over to you!"
William nodded, his lips trembled, and his voice sighed, "I will."
Dumbledore stretched out his hand and patted his head gently:
"Child, death is just another great adventure.
There are gatherings and separations, and fate comes and goes, so don’t be sad for me.”
He raised the Philosopher's Stone and turned it in his hand three times.
A weak girl appeared not far away, and she let out a crisp laugh, her agile eyebrows and eyes were like crescent moons.
"Brother!"
"Aliana?" Dumbledore looked at the girl, and at this moment, his expression was extremely gentle.
The old man was finally satisfied, as if he was saying goodbye to everyone, and he murmured softly:
"I will not forget my former friends; I will not forget every word I have said; I will not forget every day.
I will always remember...I am Albus Dumbledore!"
The new god of death raised his axe and sickle, and swung his arms out suddenly.
The phantom of the sickle and the axe was moved out and then disappeared in a flash.
These two weapons that have expanded countless times are like barriers, blocking all the waters of the Styx that flow into the world;
Cut off all channels for the connection between the underworld and the human world in one hand.
Dumbledore disappeared.
There is no more Abus in the world,
only……
grim Reaper!
...
...
The underworld,
Avalon Island.
Looking at the newly emerged island of Death in the distance, Gunter also sighed infinitely.
When the God of Death, who had been plotting against him for hundreds of years and had separated his wife and children, was really dead, he felt so unreal.
Without the joy of revenge, you are in a complicated mood.
As for becoming a god of death, Gaunt certainly didn't have this idea.
Merlin, the Big Four, and even Stark... are unwilling to become the god of death.
He is used to being carefree, so how could he be willing to be bound?
grim Reaper,
grim Reaper!
To say that it is God, it actually represents a kind of responsibility.
The responsibility often brings endless pain.
He does not have the ability to take on this responsibility.
"Where are you going to cross the end of the Styx to the other side?"
Gunter looked at Vivian, his actual sister-in-law.
"Go, of course I'm going!" Vivian's eyes flashed and she said coldly:
"I want to find Merlin and ask him why he didn't take me away back then!"
Gunter rolled his eyes and whispered: "Aren't you brothers and sisters?"
"My body has been destroyed long ago. If I re-create a body, I will have no blood connection with Merlin!"
“…”
Good guy... Gunter was speechless for a moment.
Is this German orthopedic...a new body solves ethical problems?
"Then let's go." Gunter shrugged.
After all, the matter between my sister-in-law and brother-in-law... is nothing to do with him.
"I won't go." Babuling, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.
"What?" the old man turned his head and glared. "Then where do you want to go? When your mother is resurrected, our family will be neatly tidy..."
"I want to go back to get things." Babuling looked into the distance in a daze. "The protection talisman is still there."
How could Gunter not understand his daughter's thoughts? He angrily said:
"Stay in this world, except for the God of Death, no matter what method other people use...
Even if you can live for a thousand years or two thousand years, you will eventually fall into darkness and confusion, completely exhausting your life.
Only by crossing the end of the Styx will you truly live forever!”
"Daughter, you have no future here, only death!"
This time it was Vivian's turn to watch the show next to her, and she said with a wicked smile:
"Stay now, but you won't be able to leave in the future.
Besides, if you like it, go chase me. Look at Melin and me."
Gunter glared back at her.
He hasn't enjoyed family happiness yet, and he wants to hold a fat grandson soon!
Babuling suddenly turned red and defended: "I don't like it..."
"Yes, don't like Stark, I tell you, he is not a good thing." Gunter said quickly:
"I have been observing him for a long time, and don't look at the kid who only seems to have Hermione Granger as his girlfriend.
But he had an ambiguous relationship with the mixed-race Feva named Furong.
There is also a female werewolf who calls him master every day... Tsk tsk, it's worse than beasts.
I think about it, there is also the Venetian witch Terenie.
besides……"
Gunter kept talking about all the witches who could be related to William.
He even mentioned Rita Skitter.
Babuling rolled her eyes and ignored him.
Gunter really wants to kill Stark now.
Why didn't the god of death die with that kid?
"Oh, take care of yourself." Gunter finally sighed and threw the Golden Ark to Babuling.
After the protective talisman was broken, Gunter put Babuling's heart into the Golden Ark to save her.
"It's good." Vivian smiled and lowered his head, "I promised William before to hand over Arya to him.
I will leave this body, Babuling, you can take Arya back together."
Gant added, "There is another woman! A scumbag!"
The three of them suddenly looked into the distance and the new island of Death in front had been completely formed.
An old man with flowing silver-white hair and beard, wearing a gray robe and a gray pointed hat, stood by the Styx.
Everyone nodded to the old man.
In any case, Dumbledore's willingness to be the god of death and protecting this place is truly... great.
After they left, Dumbledore raised the old wand, the elder wand, and turned into a seed.
Every god of death must plant a tree.
The tree will take root in the underworld, it is also the soul of the god of death, and it is also the place where the gate of life is sitting.
Once cut off, you will die.
After Dumbledore planted the seeds, he watered them with Styx.
To be continued...