The golden dragon transcends extreme weather conditions and is over a hundred feet tall, like a monster.
Soldiers operating the submarine saw a rapidly approaching red dot.
"Sir!"
he called hastily.
The officer walked over quickly, his face solemn.
He picked up the communicator and said, "This is the Tornado. There is an unknown object approaching quickly. Please request an attack order!"
"Attack allowed."
The other side responded quickly.
The commander immediately ordered an attack on the unknown object.
This is currently mankind's most powerful weapon vehicle.
Even though he was diving into the sea, the big guy approaching quickly still made people feel inexplicably uneasy.
The next second his order was given.
One member had sweat streaming down his forehead. He wiped it away and asked, "It's so hot."
Yes, it's hot.
In the deep sea, and in a submarine with a constant temperature all year round.
The chief said: "Go check the central temperature control system."
"Sir, I think I know why."
A soldier struggled to speak, and the red dot on the radar had reached the center.
The commander also saw the image transmitted back. He took off his hat and looked at his comrades.
"Gentlemen, it is an honor to be with you."
The soldiers stood up, they understood.
Death is knocking on the door.
The golden flame penetrated the submarine, and the flames raged inside the submarine, turning it into a huge oven.
And in the sky above, the dragon's breath ignited the sea in the mouth of the golden dragon.
This is a flame more brutal than Li Huo.
The flames that can never be extinguished require the sea to avoid them.
All marine life within a hundred miles disappeared, and they felt the pressure from the superiors.
John tears up the submarine and throws it into the island.
He fell from the sky and turned into a human form after landing
.
John slowly walked towards Grindelwald, the Dark Lord was ready.
He opened his arms and waited for the last scene.
"Come on, Joel."
"No."
"John Wick."
The platform built by the martyrs.
The enthronement of the king.
The tower that bound him appeared in Grindelwald's eyes, and maybe he wouldn't be bound again this time.
"唳——"
The sound of fairy music came.
Immediately afterwards, the flashing light of thunder, black and white fell at the same time and shredded the flames.
In the flames, the white-haired wizard appeared, and the flames on his body faced the flying owl at the same time.
The Phoenix and the Owl are at war again.
Basil, who had a helper this time, said he must kill the phoenix.
"Dumbledore." John's face turned gloomy, "Are you kidding me?"
Dumbledore also saw the current situation clearly.
Grindelwald fell to the ground seriously injured, and John was about to end his life of crime.
Hearing John's question, his lips moved and turned into a sigh.
With a complicated look on his face, Dumbledore said, "You want to kill him?"
"Obviously, yes!" John said in a bad tone, "Don't tell me, you are going to use those big principles to stop me?"
"Don't tell me anything else. I won't lock him up, because that's what you did back then."
John blocked all Dumbledore's escape routes and said calmly: "If you want to do it yourself, I'd welcome it."
"John..."
"Shut up!"
John raised the Elder Wand irritably, with a harsh voice, "I won, he lost, it's that simple!"
But Dumbledore still called: "John."
John took a deep breath, and the cry of the phoenix sounded in his ears,
There was the hoot of an owl again.
The thunder flashes sharply, and the flames roar thickly.
His breathing became rapid and he said word by word: "You want to plead for him?"
"at this time?"
"In front of my victory?"
"When I want to avenge old Barty?"
He asked questions one by one, walking towards Dumbledore.
He stared at the crooked nose, "I don't mind killing you too."
Dumbledore could tell that John was emotionally unstable at the moment.
At this moment, he was like a flammable bomb that could destroy everything at any time.
But such emotions are very dangerous.
"You're being affected," he said.
"Influenced by whom?" John laughed angrily, pointing to the submarine that was pulled out of the sea by him, "The power is in my hands!"
"You are affected by magic." Dumbledore said with a complex expression, "You don't even know what you are doing."
"I only know that I am seeking revenge!" John shouted, "While you were avoiding all kinds of situations, I was the one who accomplished everything!"
"When Bhutan was attacked, I went there and didn't see the last of my friend!"
He stretched out his hand to grab Dumbledore's collar, but his hand stopped there and reluctantly made a fist and threw it out.
"You can leave now, Dumbledore, unless you wish to antagonize me."
Holding the Elder Wand tightly in his hand, John turned to Grindelwald without looking at Dumbledore.
He has only one goal now, to kill Grindelwald and solve all this.
"You are driving yourself astray," said Dumbledore. "You know it, you understand it."
clear?
John paused slightly and turned his head to look at Dumbledore's sincere old face.
"You suddenly care about me again?
John smiled sarcastically, "Or are you doing it for so-called justice?" "
"Both." Dumbledore listened to these sarcastic words, his expression always showing concern.
He could see John's wavering.
A tense body and mind, coupled with the ever-present suppressed emotions.
"You are looking for a way out, right?" Dumbledore said, "In this battle, you have not found the answer."
These words silenced John.
He glanced at the panel, which was always gray and did not break through in this battle as he expected.
Grindelwald is still missing something, just that little bit.
Level 8 is like a gust of wind, you can feel it but you can't catch it.
John could feel the change in his mood, but he just glanced at Dumbledore.
That tone is really unpleasant.
"Do you love him?" He asked flatly, "You were very close to him at one time."
"You have always thought that love is the greatest. Now tell me, is love the greatest?"
John asked, leaving Dumbledore to ponder for a moment.
"My answer has always been this." Dumbledore looked at those strange eyes, "Love is great."
"Across time, beyond death?" John asked.
"Yes."
Dumbledore said: "So don't let yourself go that way, John."
"What about them?" John suddenly asked, "those who died in these baptisms."
"Don't they have love?"
Dumbledore hesitated.
John smiled.
He looked at Dumbledore, raised his wand and pointed it at Grindelwald, and said word by word: "Just sit high on the altar and don't come to the world."
Grindelwald also looked at Dumbledore.
this
A close friend who was once closer than a brother came to this duel.
What kind of ending is worthy of the presence of the three kings?
Is it death or endless imprisonment?
"Kill him and you will completely enter the darkness." Dumbledore also wanted to persuade.
"Then just go in." John said nonchalantly, "I have seen darker places."
Dumbledore didn't know what it felt like.
He didn't want John to fall into it. The erosion caused by magic had already appeared on John's body.
To Grindelwald?
Is it the relationship we had in the past?
Or that crazy hatred?
can not say it clearly.
In silence, only John walked towards Grindelwald.
Dumbledore, the third child who had escaped all his life, witnessed the killing between his old friends.
"John." He stopped John for the third time.
This time Dumbledore said with a pleading, moving look: "Please."
When John heard this tone, he stopped.
"Dumbledore, are you so confused?" John looked at him, "You were not like this before."
"Perhaps experiencing death has magnified my feelings," Dumbledore said.
The person he once wanted to be was now groveling, leaving John silent.
If it weren't for the submarine, Grindelwald would be a corpse now.
"Then kneel down to me, Dumbledore." John spoke after a long silence and made a difficult and disgusting request, "Show me your humbleness."
Grindelwald laughed so hard that he burst into tears.
"He won't, Joel," Grindelwald said.
He hoped not, better not.
At once
That's good, Dumbledore is the greatest wizard.
Grindelwald is the most evil Dark Lord.
Dumbledore said: "If it changes your mind."
Under John's gaze, the tall old man seemed to begin to change.
What he admired and even wanted to be.
In the Mirror of Erised, he received honor, held power in his hands, had good food and friends.
He is the White Devil, he is the new Dumbledore.
But at this moment, John seemed to see something collapse.
Yes, it turned out to be the giant I once imagined, so humble.
Dumbledore's knees were about to touch the ground.
John's expression turned ferocious, and he raised the Elder Wand.
A flash of red light made Dumbledore fly out irresistibly.
"You let me down, Dumbledore!" John growled.
The old man who had been in John's mind died.
Kind, powerful, and wise.
The Elder Wand lowered slowly, and John looked over there.
Dumbledore was struck by a banishing spell, which did him no serious harm.
"The altar has collapsed," John's eyes flashed with fatigue, "You are no longer a god."
God can bleed, which means he will die, but he is still God.
But if a god kneels down, then he has completely collapsed and walked from the altar into the mortal world.
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