DNF Meets Harry Potter

Karl's body flew into the air involuntarily, and a complicated and ancient brilliant magic circle gradually extended outward from a singularity, occupying half of the sky in the blink of an eye.

The dark sea is brilliantly illuminated by this eternal dimensional brilliance.

And the pope's movements were not slow either, his scarlet robe looked even more evil. The crown on the head emitted an extremely dazzling spiritual light, and the originally prosperous blood tree withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The trunk of the bone tree turned into ashes, the flowers of blood began to burn out of thin air, and the corpses hanging from it quickly rotted.

Both of them have reached a critical moment!

Karl looked at the pope's smug expression and understood that his ceremony was much faster than his own.

He gritted his teeth, a look of determination flashed in his eyes. Immediately, he flipped his wrist, and one after another, black light spots like fireflies danced in mid-air.

"Go, play your last value!"

All the souls of the deep divers obtained in Innsmouth were all taken out by him at this moment. Even if he could not complete the ceremony one step faster than the Pope, he had to shorten the time as much as possible to synchronize.

Otherwise, Immortality would not be able to save him!

After the black light spots merged into it, Karl obviously saw that the formation of the magic circle accelerated a lot.

"Stop struggling powerlessly, it is the greatest honor in your life to be able to dedicate yourself to the great Dagon God!"

The pope's scarlet robe fluttered in the air with the sea breeze, and under the moonlight he looked as elegant as a medieval nobleman.

And from behind him, layers of space began to shatter like a mirror, and a huge black void gradually formed.

At the other end of the black hole, there was the faint sound of waves hitting the shore, and an incredible image appeared in Carl's mind.

He seems to have seen endless half-man, half-frog deep divers flopping, jumping, chattering, and humming—like dancing grotesque and sinister dance music in a maddened nightmare, coming from a posture that is completely inhuman. Crowded under the gloomy moonlight, supporting their common king - Dagon.

The old rulers, once humans see them, they will go completely crazy. They are located in the darkness of the universe, and they cannot cross the darkness to come to the world where humans are. However, there are still greedy humans who crazily worship the Old Ones and long for their mighty power.

Karl's rituals are essentially the same as the Pope's, but his is easier to control. Because for endless years, after generations of crazy dimensional walkers in the Arad continent have perfected this ceremony, the saying has become perfect.

As long as the requirements are strictly followed, there will be no big mistakes in offering suitable sacrifices, which is much more perfect than the pope's wild way of just getting a piece of evil god.

That most outstanding senior actually summoned the incarnation of an Outer God, and has since reached the pinnacle of his life.

Now, he will be the same as that senior...

"Praise, Father God Dagon, Mother God Hydra..."

A low and hoarse voice of sacrifice came from the mouth of the pope, and he looked towards the black hole behind him, his eyes full of fanatical worship.

Karl sneered disdainfully, and a look of pity gradually appeared in his eyes. If the Pope sees Niyali later, he probably wants to commit suicide directly.

"Praise, immersed in tragedy and comedy, the great messenger of the protocore of chaos, the stealth of chaos, Nyarlathotep..."

Karl followed the pope's movements and began to chant sometimes high and sometimes low. In terms of singing, he hasn't lost yet.

"Nyarlathotep? How is it possible?!"

The next moment, the pope opened his eyes suddenly when he heard Karl's obscure incantation, and his face was filled with unspeakable fear and shock.

At this desperate moment, he wouldn't be so stupid as to think Karl was cheating on him.

With the name Nyarlathotep, he already knew what kind of great existence this is from the knowledge that Dagon gave him.

His meaning is even more strange and inexplicable because of the frequent contact with intelligent life.

Just like humans in ancient times can see the bright moon just by looking up at the starry sky,

But looking down at the earth, it is impossible to know that the earth is round,

Human beings are often unable to recognize things that are too close to us,

So is Nyarlathotep, who exists in any society where intelligent life develops.

He is what men call the wise warrior hero;

He is also the demon death that people fear;

No one knows whether he is good or evil;

No one knows what part he played;

He often gives hope in the growth of civilization and makes the race prosperous;

And often when life is about to touch hope, it strangles the throat of civilization;

Pull them into the abyss of endless despair and madness again...

Nyarlathotep has countless avatars, and he exists in various civilizations in the endless parallel world, guiding their rise and fall...

And He has always taken playing with life to order its despair as the highest joy, and life itself is dead or alive, to Nyarlathotep, it doesn't matter at all, what it wants is only the pleasure brought by playing with intelligent life, That's all. He is such an absolutely evil evil god!

Only you can't think of it, but He can't do it. Therefore, after the Pope figured out Karl's real intentions, he, who was calm and calm, finally panicked. He couldn't imagine what the world would be like after that existence came.

There is a high probability that it will be turned into a playground by him...

"Didn't you look awesome just now? What are you afraid of? Your Father God will definitely take care of you if something goes wrong."

Carl's face is full of sarcasm, and he will let him know what the real boss is later.

"No! Impossible! How can you answer your call with the existence of that adult?!"

At this moment, the Pope seemed to suddenly think of something, and laughed maniacally.

"Then you should know that there are endless incarnations of that existence, and any one of them can rub your Father God on the ground..."

Karl smiled slightly, and continued to send a large amount of dimensional magic power to the magic circle.

Finally, after Karl paid all the souls of the deep divers, the magic circle ran to the end.

A majestic gate of dimension gradually becomes illusory and solid in the void, and the final ultimate inscription begins to form on the gate, and the steps of time and space formed by the power of dimension shine in the night sky and extend to the ground.

On the other hand, looking at the Pope, the black hole is getting bigger and bigger, and a terrifying claw is protruding from it.

Then the door of the dimension made a dull sound, and a slender hand slowly pushed the door open.

"Finally seeing you..."