The cold wind blew against Luke's face. This was his first time using the Resurrection Stone. After all, the usage scenarios for this thing were relatively simple. Luke had no intention of calling his parents out from under them. After all, this kind of thing means nothing to Luke.
Could it be that if Dad stands up now and says that he doesn't want to do this kind of thing of subverting the existing order, dragging a lot of nobles to the guillotine, and letting other nobles live, will Luke stop?
Of course it's impossible, he will only send his father back to where he belongs.
Just do the things of a dead person. Why bother taking care of worldly affairs?
And this is the same for earthly people. Since the other party is already dead, don't let the other party reveal his coffin again. It is not easy for a person to have a good death in his life. It's a bit inhumane to ask people to do sit-ups again.
But...Luke doesn't mind helping others summon the souls of the dead. After all...people who dwell on the past cannot look straight into the future.
Such people no longer have the so-called threat.
Of course it was an accident this time. After all, the main task this time was to conduct experiments.
Dumbledore felt the aura of death passing around him, and truly felt what the world looked like, and the expression on his face became more and more surprised. He found that his speculation at the time was probably not far from reality. That world is really not the end, but a new beginning.
This made him feel quite excited. But the next moment, he smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly. After all, it seems that I still don't have time to conduct my own experiment on this world.
Lusha, the soul body, now has no idea of setting up a dragon gate formation with Meidu. How can a person whose young boy died still have no scruples before facing the world he has been away from for thousands of years?
Meidu took a deep breath and felt a deep pain in her balls.
Qian Aipenglin hit his head again.
The mouth of the soul body Lusha was opening and closing intermittently, and each word was fired at the eight people like a machine gun. It must be said that Dumblelin's expression was quite bad. If Slater frowned slightly, Meidu felt tortured.
When Lusha looked over, Qian Aipeng could only close his eyes. Use magic to observe your surroundings.
"Don't talk about useless things. What does he want you to help with? Tell him quickly. You still have to go back."
Meidu followed the sound and looked over. In other words, the eyes of the eight people present were all focused on this ghost.
In my feeling, those eight things are indeed closer to miracles.
Mr. Qian Aipeng mourned his fate at that moment. Of course, there was nothing strange in my heart. In that case, am I exhausted?
"Who is it! Who is it! What are you calling for?! Could it make someone evil to death?! I have been calling you for a few years, and now I'm dragging you out directly. I'll give you an explanation!"
The soul body Lusha suddenly floated away, shook her head and said: "The tone of her voice is like this stinky lion."
emmm, if you just put forward an inference, it would be the wrong choice in the sense of tolerance.
With that said, you floated directly into this silent body. And just when Dumblelin was about to perform a magical ritual, the Resurrection Stone suddenly stopped shaking. The white vortex is becoming more and more stable, and it seems that it will collapse in the next moment.
And that intention doesn't seem to be a bit minor. If one of them turns out to be bad... the rest of us will have to leave.
The tension on Qian Aipeng's face completely subsided. Waving the wand in his hand, beams of light shot in Lusha's direction. But they all have no small effect.
Dumblelin smiled virtuously: "Anyway, he will treat it as bad if you create a sister or a boy for him."
I shouted in a low voice, and the speed of my speech became strangely fast.
The white vortex opened, and strange scenery circulated outside. Outside the white vortex, a weak white light shines, but the strange buildings, strange lakes, and people walking past are all so peaceful. It's exactly the same as in the legend.
Lusha, the soul body, looked at the eight people behind her and frowned.
But... there was no beginning, it was just a simple victory, how could it put an end to that incident?
Definitely not yet, this is indeed a life that is transparent enough.
That voice seemed to be mocking both our strength and our victory.
The soul body Lusha frowned and shook her head, the snake hair under her head facing Qian Aipeng's long and small mouth. The two arms overlap at the rounded back. You said seriously: "You still think his method can be regarded as eternal life..."
Meidu straightened up his expression, nodded and said: "You really don't have a partner. According to your investigation, it should be said that you know Qian Aisha."
The appearance of the body here is almost the same, except that the body of the Lusha outside is translucent. You are a soul.
Connecting two worlds is something that people can really do.
Qian Ai has long been lying down. Qian Aipenglin and I are now seriously injured and falling to the ground. If Mr. Slater must have killed each other, both of us would have turned into boxes...
Lusha let out a shrill howl. Two voices came out of this body at the same time.
"Dumblelin that lunatic!"
The bad thing is, I was tortured for a long time, very slowly, the soul Qian Aisha put your eyes on Meidu's body.
A clear and sweet voice sounded like a silver bell. It's just a pity that the person spoke in a gentle tone, and his mood sounded bad.
In other words, isn't there a small gap between a person who can develop a magic stone that bridges the two worlds and a real god? Dumblelin said that he did not know whether the focus of his research was on that, but it also meant that I had no idea of the difficulty of that thing.
Lusha's voice seemed to have some ordinary magic power, which made my soul feel a little comfortable. Moreover, the other person spoke Old English without a strong Mingso pronunciation. Meidu thought it might be a peculiar oral habit of the Lusha family.
Lusha, the soul body, pressed close to my face and said: "You can feel that the breath under his body is very familiar, making you feel a little close. At that point, he is even more powerful than Salazar."
"You know if he lied."
Soul body Qian Aisha was silent for a moment, then shook her head helplessly: "You are dead anyway, he was ruined at will."
"It's bad!" Meidu immediately activated the minimum magic output to stabilize the channel. But in the case where the Resurrection Stone insists on going up, Meidu's own magic power, used to maintain the passage between the two worlds, is not a drop in the bucket at all, and can even be said to be within its own capabilities.
You seem to have ignored Mr. Slater's intention.
You looked at Dumblelin here: "It seems that his research was successful."
It certainly seems that everyone is willing to rise from the dead, sit up, and be disturbed from their rest.
Dumblelin looked at this white diamond-shaped stone and was amazed.
"The flames are blazing!"
But the magic within me ended against the force that turned me to stone. So for the time being, I just feel that my actions are not too hasty.
But while he was relieved, Qian Ai suddenly heard some joking laughter in his ears.
Aisha, who originally lost her soul and had unfinished bloodline engraving, should return to the state of a flesh and blood doll again. But now, you suddenly open your eyes. Moved.
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Sure enough, that experiment was unexpected.
The heat, loneliness, and deep feeling exploded behind Qian Ai's eyes, like a box buried in a deep well. Everything is false, everything is empty talk.
Just when Meidu was in a daze, a soul squeezed out of the whirlpool.
Huge pillars of fire spurted out in this direction. The flames engulfed Lusha, but no one could relax.
So...it's not hard for me to accept it. Sure enough, I still had no chance of doing this research. I have to deal with others all my life...
Mei Du felt like he was holding a hook to hook a shark. It seems like a big scene, but in reality it's not safe at all. The resurrection stone in my hand is not my hook machine. When using that thing to summon the souls of the dead, Mei Du felt a little resistance.
But Qian Ai believes that the world is just as it appears.
Those who have reached the limit and entered the void, few of them are crazy.
"It's just a part of it...the price...is quite light."
"Help me, retreat into this body, before you can let him be reborn and gain eternal life."
"Because of this, he has more reasons for not telling you, right?"
From a distance, Mei Du saw Qian Aisha's soul being pulled back from this body. It was even more exaggerated than when he was pulled out by the Resurrection Stone just now. More knowledge, more ability to resist.
After all, being compared with Dumblelin is not an honor in itself.
Young Master Slater knew that now was not the time to take action.
Dumblelin frowned and immediately started the magic ritual slowly, as if trying to grab time to complete the magic.
After a while, Meidu came back to his senses. Hearing the hiss of the snake hair in his ears, behind his eyes was a pair of eyes that did not have the same name but still looked vivid and deep. He smiled and said: "You have There’s no need to be honest.”
Moreover, such a beautiful and evil world is what Meidu wants.
Then, your eyes fell on Qian Aipenglin's body: "Salazar? Is that guy still crazy? It doesn't matter if he makes himself look like a human or a ghost. Now he still has his mind set." Are you lying under me? Tell him that you will definitely become like him."
After all, whether she is rational or not, and whether she is weak in strength, how can Lusha like that be able to deal with Young Master Slater?
Of course Mr. Qian Aipeng will also disappoint us.
I care about how others understand my eternal life.
Dumblelin was also straight to the point and muddled. My timing was wrong. The unknown magic power of the magic circle has not yet been broken, and the vibration caused by the intersection of the two worlds has not been broken. The soul-stabilizing magic knows how long it can last, and I know how long it can last. My reason still knows how long it can last.
"That big guy of his doesn't seem to have the aura you mentioned... is he another Lusha?"
"Live badly while you're alive, and die calmly when you die. All of them have taken the wrong path!"
Therefore, Meidu only affected the soul, and the ears also felt quite comfortable.
This world really looks like a perfect world. Whether there are disputes or conflicts, the sky is the same.
"No matter how many times you look at it, you will still feel it is magical. Are the Resurrection Stone and the Eight Hallows of Death really magic props that wizards can research?"
Before touching Lusha's petrifying sight, snake hair spitting venom and other skills, I finished dealing with Lusha steadily. And Lusha is completely capable of resisting.
Sure enough, before the flames dissipated, Qian Aisha was surrounded by a light pink shield, and she was unhurt.
"Big heart! Out of control!"
Slater did not come back to help Meidu, and I stared at Lusha in the center of the magic circle. My gut told me there was something wrong with that.
The soul body Lusha seems to have no nostalgia for the earthly world at all, and seems to be eager to return to the world of the dead.
Lusha, the spirit body, was chattering and scolding Dumblelin. Dumblelin slapped his head: "Do you remember that he was so annoying...ah, the beautification of memory? You want to carve everything out of your own blood, the past you!"
Dumblelin, who looked at me, instantly felt his body stiffen.
Qian Aipeng felt a little troubled. This fire curse of mine is so difficult to block. I would have held back just now. Master Slater's full-power flame spell. Looking at the current wizarding world, there are only a few people who can stop him.
Because the magic ritual was suddenly broken, Dumblelin suffered backlash and temporarily lost the ability to fight.
More importantly... what is the source of that laughter? Meidu looked at these scenes with a look of reason on her face. I feel like the world here is talking. Tempting me.
Meidu wanted to touch his nose, but the distance really didn't support that kind of action, so he could only shrug and said, "Maybe you should be proud?"
As soon as Meidu finished speaking, the soul Lusha had not yet floated behind my eyes. Their eyes met, feeling like they were about to collide with each other after all.
Lusha's soul was pulled back along the white vortex, and the white vortex also converged. When the white vortex disappeared, the resurrection stone floating behind Meidu fell to the ground, and Qian Ai also seemed to As if he had lost all strength, he sat down on the ground and sipped his breath.
Just when Mr. Slater was thinking about my future, Meidu's summons was not nearing its end.
That's almost like cheating.
In your eyes, that guy Dumblelin is another Dumblelin, and his appearance there is at least not just to pursue his own research.
