From Karma Taj to Hogwarts

Chapter 240 Choices and Accidents

With the appearance of the incarnation of Death, the battle in the mirror space becomes more intense.

The professors surrounded the incarnation of Death, and countless spells were fired back and forth in the mirror space. The dark magic of Death was also vividly displayed in the hands of the incarnation.

Dumbledore almost single-handedly blocked most of the dark spells cast by the incarnation of Death, and still had extra strength to counterattack them. In comparison, the other professors were far behind. Most of them could only avoid those difficult spells with extreme caution, and occasionally they could seize the opportunity to launch an offensive.

Fortunately, there are two masters of potions and herbal medicine, Professor Slughorn and Professor Beerley. They bring a large supply of medicines and can deal with the injuries or loss of strength of some professors in time.

The God of Death probably attached great importance to the Deathly Hallows Invisibility Cloak. The projection that had become very illusory came to Xiwen at some point. At an angle with the controlled Barrow, they jointly launched an attack on Xiwen. attack.

Xiwen only had the sacred sword of Emperor Weishan in his hand, and faced two illusory sickles at the same time, he couldn't help but get a little confused.

Helena watched extremely anxiously from the side, but she was trying with all her strength to expel the space crack brought by the God of Death out of the mirror space, but for a moment she couldn't free her hands.

Xiwen caught a glimpse of Helena's anxious look during the fight, and took the time to turn around and shout to her: "I have no problem here, continue what you should do, Helena!"

As he spoke, Xiwen summoned a regular hexagonal matrix filled with mysterious runes in front of him. Then a golden-red hook sickle with a metallic luster suddenly emerged from the matrix, and was held tightly by Xiwen in his free left hand.

The Hook of Hogs, once used in the Albanian forest, has been summoned again!

Xiwen flew back dozens of feet, raised his right hand and held the sacred sword of Emperor Weishan in front of his eyes, and with his left hand, he stood the Hook of Hogs next to the golden-red sword blade, and the whole thing was posed. A cross-shaped starting hand.

"Let's try again now. We have the same number of weapons." He said coldly.

"Your spells are quite fancy." The God of Death smiled lowly, without any warmth in his laughter. "Then let me see if your strength is as good as your appearance!"

In the next moment, the projections of Barrow and Death slashed at Sivan from two different directions with sickles in hand.

Xiwen took a deep breath, lightly carried the hook sickle behind his back with his left hand, and used the angle between the blade and the gun head to hold the sickle in Barrow's hand. Immediately, the sacred sword of Emperor Weishan in his right hand was nimbly picked up on the handle of the sickle projected by Death, and then he slashed the blade along the long pole of the handle toward Death's hands.

Seeing that the situation was not good for him, the God of Death quickly pushed the sickle to the side, interrupting Xiwen's attack, and then quickly withdrew his hand.

Just when the God of Death withdrew the scythe in his hand, the corners of Xiwen's mouth quietly curved.

It turns out that his real target is not the projection of Death at all, but the Bloody Man Barrow who is being controlled on the other side!

Suddenly, Xiwen's hook on his left hand pressed down sharply, revealing Barrow's face and his scarlet eyes. The next moment, two bright yellow lights suddenly lit up in Xiwen's eyes - the trinity spell of the Weishan Emperor system, Exiz-TenzEyes!

Barrow, who was controlled by the God of Death, suddenly felt that all the power in his body could not be used. It was as if at that moment, he lost all the power from the God of Death and returned to an ordinary ghost.

At the same time, Xiwen suddenly danced the hook on his left hand.

He first suppressed the phantom of the sickle that had lost its power in Barrow's hand, and then raised his hand and made a violent sweep, cutting Barrow's transparent body in half instantly!

Barrow's face showed an expression of extreme pain, and he lay down stiffly in the air like a dead corpse.

"It's a pity that the Hook of Hogs is not a product of the Demon God and does not contain much power against the soul." The yellow light in Xiwen's eyes slowly dissipated. When he saw that the power of death in Barrow's body began to gradually cut him off again, The two halves of the body were glued together, and he couldn't help but sigh with regret.

At this time, the shadow of the God of Death behind Xiwen also reacted, and the red light in his eyes revealed some anger after being calculated.

He waved the scythe in his hand fiercely, and a purple-black light blade shot out from the place where the scythe was swung. It felt like it was tearing apart the space as soon as it appeared.

Xiwen's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly threw out the Hook of Hogs and the Sacred Sword of Emperor Weishan, and formed the seal again with his free hands.

Immediately, a light red magic circle quietly appeared in front of him.

Countless phantom weapons with sharp blades emerged from the magic circle. These endless sharp blades even wrapped up the hook sickle and holy sword that Xiwen had just thrown away, and finally turned into a ball of soaring violent energy. The storm suddenly became entangled with the purple-black light blade.

This is Sarnios’ Storm of Swords!

Surrounded by countless sharp blades, the purple-black sharp blade was torn into flocculent pieces of light after only supporting it for a moment, scattered everywhere, and eventually turned into mist and disappeared.

The boundless sharp blade in the storm did not stop at all after destroying the light blade, and crashed into the death projection ahead unabated.

Countless tableware, countless tables and chairs, and numerous Halloween decorations replicated in the mirror space were torn to pieces indiscriminately by this uniquely sharp storm. Broken tableware, pumpkin powder pressed into powder, and sawdust from tables and chairs were flying all over the sky, creating a dusty, chaotic mess.

Suddenly, it was impossible to tell where in this space was the ceiling and where was the auditorium floor.

Xiwen breathed a little tiredly amidst the dust and dust in the sky, staring at the blade storm that was slowly dissipating.

When the dust cleared, a figure half-kneeling in the ruins was revealed in front of him——

The cloak behind him was torn into strips, and the mist that had been covering his face was extremely thin, and the face that had not been revealed so far seemed to be looming.

This projection of the God of Death has obviously become the end of the crossbow, and the figure is extremely illusory, and the phantom of the sickle in his hand has completely disappeared.

"I want to know how much burden destroying your projection will bring to your body?" Xiwen floated tiredly in front of the embarrassed projection of the God of Death and asked softly.

At the same time, he slowly accumulated the power of the next spell in his hands, preparing to completely annihilate this projection here.

"Tsk." The God of Death didn't pay attention to Xiwen's actions, but instead sneered.

"You may be quite strong, but your flaws are also quite big." He suddenly asked coldly in a low voice. "You should be very concerned about the woman over there who controls this space, Mr. Strange?"

"If we take that woman hostage, will you voluntarily hand over the Deathly Hallows?"

Xiwen was startled and immediately looked up at Helena's position.

At this time, Helena was floating stiffly above the auditorium, and there was a phantom of a sickle exuding an evil aura standing quietly in the air next to her neck. The end of the sickle's handle was barely glued to her body. The Bloody Balor is in his hands.

"Let Helena go!"

Seeing this scene, Xiwen's mind immediately became confused and he shouted loudly.

"As long as you hand over the invisibility cloak, we will release this lady immediately." Death smiled coldly, looked up at Xiwen and said. "Don't worry, I have always been very trustworthy and will do what I say."

"Stephen, don't give him the Deathly Hallows!" Helena shouted hurriedly. "I'm just a soul, nothing may happen!"

"She is just deceiving herself." The God of Death said to Xiwen without any emotion. "I guess you should be able to feel the soul-targeting power contained in this scythe, right?"

Xiwen's face became extremely struggling.

Whether it was handing over the Deathly Hallows or letting Helena be harmed, these were not options he could accept.

"Are you still hesitating? It seems that you won't know the damage my scythe can do to your soul until you try it." Death shook his head and said slowly. "In that case, let this lady try the power of the Death Scythe!"

As his words fell, Barrow raised the sickle.

However, the next moment, the scarlet light in Barrow's eyes flickered violently, and the sickle in his hand stagnated in the air!

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