Infinite Journey From Hogwarts

"Girl, the man you love is fighting for you. Why don't you answer his call and cheer for him at this time?"

Cedric's figure appeared in the helicopter, and pushed Erika in front of her, freeing her from the suppression of her blood. Erika stared at her big beautiful eyes and turned to look at Cedric in confusion, but Her attention quickly shifted to the battlefield ahead, as Cedric said, her beloved man was fighting for her, of course she would not take half a step back.

A grand, changing, but gentle and joyful voice shattered the thunder in the distance, the roar of the waves, the howling of the wind, and everything that was tangible.

Opera, Fifth Element Aria, Dance of the Goddesses.

This is the music that Achilles likes. It does not use any mortal language, but only needs to use sound to express the unpredictable fate and the changing world.

And this opera has surpassed the limits of what human voices can express. In other words, this is not a song prepared for humans, but a song prepared for God, destiny, and everything.

But Erika could play, and her ancient voice was like a shooting star across the night sky, like a turbulent current stirred up by fate.

The wind dies down, the sea is calm, and the thunder is still.

All things are listening quietly, because all those who disobey will be killed in the singing!

Word Spirit Judgment!

"Damn it!" Bailong roared angrily. Although he possessed the power of [spirit] and would not be killed by the trial, he still had to concentrate his mind at all times to resist this powerful force.

As the source of Eri Yi's blood, he can certainly suppress or even cancel this word spirit, but the enemies he faces will not give him this time.

"Well done my girl!"

Achilles laughed loudly, his dragon body was like a complete alchemy matrix, and the flowing dragon blood aroused the ancient power.

Ling Ling·Time Zero

Ordinary time zero users, even at the level of Angers, can only speed up their time, but in the hands of Achilles, who has been bloody for three times, he has really caught up with time!

An illusory long river appeared in front of his eyes, and the matter subsided, leaving only the shadow of a white dragon half-detached from the long river.

"The spirit is eternal!"

Feeling the power from time, even the white dragon who has acquired some true god essence does not dare to relax at all, he has no time to take care of Erika in the material world.

If killed in this long river of time, even a real god will die!

Achilles' figure was not much better than ants in front of the tens of meters long dragons, but the bony wings made of swords and swords behind him trembled, and the ends of the bone wings glowed like crystals.

It was the Philosopher's Stone, as deadly to the dragons of this world as kryptonite was to Superman.

【Seven Deadly Sins】It was originally a weapon used to slay dragons, and only the same kind is worthy of the bronze and fire kings who have already stood on the throne to personally forge weapons.

Dragon wings and Achilles form a cross, representing crime and punishment.

The figure of Achilles pounced on the huge dragon body like a falcon.

A trace of fear flashed in Bailong's eyes. Although he had obtained the power close to that of a god, he was still not a god after all, not the kind of noble life that could escape the long river of time and exist independently.

So when faced with an enemy who could enter the long river of time, he was trapped, trapped in this damned river, and there was no way to avoid it.

What's even worse is that this battlefield does not belong to the material world, that is to say, the [spiritual] power that he is proud of cannot display all kinds of incredible words.

Everyone here can only fight with flesh and blood to choose the final king.

The huge figure of the white dragon shrinks rapidly. Although he can't control the elements in the long river of time, he can control his own shape. Obviously, the cumbersome body before, facing an enemy like Achilles who can catch up with time, It looks ridiculous and funny.

Two vigorous human figures carry dragon bones and wings on their backs, fighting each other on the long river of time.

The golden-red flesh and blood fell, becoming invisible under the scour of time.

Bailong was panting, with a cruel smile on his ferocious face. His worry just now was a bit overwhelmed. He was a perfect life, while the other side was just a low-quality product created in a short period of time by poor alchemy.

His strength and resilience are far stronger than the opponent's. Although the opponent's speed is faster than his own, everyone must resist the erosion of time. He trapped himself here, and he also trapped himself here.

So the final victory belongs to me!

The right half of Achilles' body exposed fine bones, like a precise mechanical structure, which was derived from the transformation of dragon blood, which gave him thousands of bones comparable to diamonds in an instant, but these bones still couldn't resist the opponent's attack. With his sharp claws, he was indeed at an absolute disadvantage in terms of strength, but he also discovered the opponent's weakness.

He is afraid of death!

He has been subconsciously protecting his vitals during the battle. After all, he has stolen the power of a god with a human body, but he does not have the mind of a god.

He is the god who holds the [spirit], as long as he thinks that his will is immortal, then he is immortal.

But from the very beginning of the fight, he thought he could be killed.

This is like a beggar holding hundreds of millions of wealth in his hand, carefully protecting his broken bowl for food, how ridiculous it is!

But Achilles will not give the opponent a chance.

He rushed up again, sharp claws interlaced with sharp claws, making a steel-like sound, and the two were biting each other crazily like a tyrannosaurus out of control.

Finally, with a cruel smile, the white dragon inserted its right claw into Achilles' heart, "You lose, I am the only great existence!"

"Stupid." There was disdain in Achilles' cold golden pupils, and the other party still did not get rid of the thinking of mortal things.

The muscles of his heart contracted, one of the strongest muscles in the human body, even in a dragon, and locked the opponent's claws in the flesh.

Achilles' right hand grabbed the opponent and wanted to resist his left hand. The bone wings on the back shook, and the swords shining with bronze and fire brilliance one by one, or the bones were pulled out by Achilles' left hand.

'Lust' came out of its sheath and inserted into the opponent's resisting left hand, amidst the mournful dragon chant.

'Rage' got out of its sheath, and inserted into the opponent's right hand that was about to be withdrawn from his body.

The sharp blades are intertwined to form a complex ancient alchemy formation. When the last 'arrogance' was inserted into the white dragon's head, he said coldly the ancient words, "The blood of every king must end with the sword." .”

The sword chirped, and the poison of the Philosopher's Stone flowed into the spirit of the white dragon along the ancient alchemy formation. His golden pupils slowly extinguished with unwillingness and resentment.