"You want to know what the future will be like?"

The God of nightmare pointed his finger on Hoffa's forehead. "This is the result of my deduction. Whether you agree or not, it's like this."

The waves were rippling down his forehead.

Everything was gone.

Greendevo, Voldemort, Wormtail, nicoleme, labyrinth, resurrection pool, the world of fire, and Harry Potter in front of us.

Hoffa entered a wonderful state, such as lucidity.

He became a third party, the soul floating away from the body.

But his body did not die. As soon as his eyes closed and opened, another being entered his body, and the familiar and strange body moved itself.

Consciousness returned to flow.

"It's all over, Hoffa, just like me. You'll never be my match."

Grindevo sighed, looking at his student in front of him. His expression was like joy or sorrow.

"I have to admit that you are different from other people I met. It is because of you that my lonely life is lit up and I don't seem so bored. When we wake up next time, maybe we can be a harmonious teacher and student. "

"Why talk to him so much?"

Voldemort lay on the ground, laughing: "it's no use, Bach, you're dead, ha ha. This time, you will surely lose. Accept your fate. "

"Goodbye."

Said the innumerable visions of grindevoir.

They held out their hands together, and each arm grew into a tentacle. The tentacle was very sharp, with thousands of tentacles. If they stabbed Hoffa, he would be pierced by thousands of arrows and could never be repaired.

"Run! Fool

Cried the soul of aglea from him.

"Let's go... Let's go..."

Nico lemme said hoarsely in his arms, "nothing can be done... You... You... You have to survive..."

but when Hoffa looked up, the whole person had changed.

Like a dance, he took a light step to avoid the attack from all sides. The tentacles of innumerable grindevoir illusions passed by his body and never touched his body again.

Miller summoned the meteorite in the second before hitting him, he pointed one hand, turned into countless flowers, burst in the maze field.

Naniji, who bit him, turned into a toy balloon in the middle of the bite. It fell to the ground and played a few times, which was very funny.

Hoffa, who is in a state of soul, looks at all these things in amazement. He can't do all these things, at least he can't walk leisurely, leisurely, elegant, even full of rhythm and rhythm like the God of nightmare.

In a way, it seems that he is the real master of the body.

Then, with one eye and one hand, he swayed lightly in front of grindevo and pointed gently.

The astonished grindevoir inflated.

His body is stretched and twisted like a balloon, and eventually becomes a transparent and colorful dragon hundreds of meters long. The dragon is bubbling and has no specific shape.

One armed Hoffa pressed the head of the nihilistic dragon, with a calm expression and without the slightest joy or anger, he whispered, "that's it."

Agraia laughed in despair, and couldn't help herself.

"It's you again... It was you 50 years ago, and it will still be you 50 years later." Nihilistic Dragon said in the hand of nightmare: "but it's too late. You are not the opponent of death. My people have opened the door to herheim. Soon, the cold wind of death's secret place will blow through every corner of the earth, and no one will survive."

"You can't kill everyone, they will reproduce." The God of nightmare said without joy or sorrow.

"It depends on who is fast."

The nihilistic dragon sneered, "is the world destroyed fast, or the destiny repair fast."

Then, with a bang.

Something collapsed.

Endless white light came from the sky. It was the door of the underworld that was opened. The cold wind blew across the earth. Tens of thousands of people on the audience stage were hit by the cold wind. Their bodies were like paper pastes, smashed into pieces.

Hoffa looked at all this and felt isolated.

Six thousand reincarnations have made all this familiar. Without the help of the God of nightmares, he himself has pushed the future results.

It turns out that all this has happened for a long time.

Looking at the cold wind engulfing the earth, the "huofa" that holds the dragon of nothingness also expands, stretching and twisting infinitely.

In the end, the God of nightmares regained its original appearance. It was huge, had countless arms, and its lower body was covered with jellyfish like barbed tentacles. Its head was wrapped in a mass of black smoke, without nose and mouth. Every hair on its head was hundreds of meters long tentacles. Only its huge eyes, like a lake, projected infinity All the samsara and void.It starts to dance.

Such a huge body is still very light, rotating, jumping. With each turn, someone fell asleep. With each step, grindevo's expression was even more painful.

Finally, he covers his head and roars.

As the dance continues, the God of nightmares waves his endless arms and grows countless faces of terror or kindness. It spins and jumps faster and faster, and its body becomes smaller and smaller.

In the roar of greendevo, more and more people got up quietly. They spontaneously raised their magic wands to repair the damaged site. The collapsed platform was erected again. The fire was watered out by the rain, and the bodies on the ground were carried up silently.

With the passage of time, the size of the God of nightmares is getting smaller and smaller. It gradually turns into a black ring similar to a black hole. Around the ring, there are circles of arms. Those arms lightly manipulate consciousness and memory, 10000 times better than the most brilliant puppet curse.

But Hoffa, who is watching all this, knows that it is bringing itself back to the starting point of all causes and effects.

The destroyed Kui earth stadium was restored to its original state, and the crowd carried the bodies and threw them into the Black Lake. And then spread out in all directions.

The God of nightmares catches the dragon of nothingness, and the endless attraction comes out of the black hole, sucking the twisted monster into the black hole.

Black holes are getting smaller and smaller.

It's spinning faster and faster.

After the monster was torn apart, it revealed the creatures he devoured. There were not only Dumbledore, but also countless Hogwarts teachers.

They fell to the ground, and the last picture they saw was that only the God of nightmare disappeared in time and space.

Dumbledore got up and rushed to the black hole. It seemed that his mouth was calling someone's name.

Miller, who is ready to go, falls to the ground like a puppet out of control. He wakes up from the soul snatching curse, looks at the black hole in midair in horror, makes a cry of pain, and runs to him crying.

Are they calling themselves?

Hoffa doesn't know. He can't hear any sound and feel any emotion. He has lost control of his body. At the moment, he is just a spectator.

Then the black hole disappeared.

The God of nightmare with him, completely disappeared in this time and space, all traces of his existence, have disappeared. No Nicole lemme, no grindevo, not even the God of nightmares.

Those who are covered with dreams all wake up, those who have lost the memory of what they saw, as if it were all a nightmare, and soon disappear from their minds.

Voldemort and Wormtail run away. On the way, they kill Cedri digori who is trapped in the stone lotus. Nothing has really changed.

The darkness engulfed Hoffa's vision and his heart.

Another era has begun.

Another cycle begins.

Only the gods live forever and the rules never die.

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"are you satisfied?"

A spot of light appeared in the darkness.

That's the little monster's eye. It's going around Hoffa. It's like the moon revolving around the earth.

"This is your future."

The God of nightmares whispered in his ear.

For example, in the dead of night, the gentle wife whispered in her husband's ear: "look... There's nothing wrong with it... Right..."

"yes... Fighting against fate... It's really tired..."

Hoffa said that he couldn't hear his own voice.

Six thousand times, what else is unacceptable? He thought to himself that he should have accepted the proposal of the God of nightmares for a long time. After tossing about for a long time, the final result was the same.

"Come back with me and give me your consciousness. Give me your heart and everything. Come back with me 50 years ago. "

In the eyes of the God of nightmares, a slender white arm stretched out to Hoffa's face like a lotus.

Hoffa wanted to agree to the request of the God of nightmares, but there was only a slight voice in his heart that could not go away.

(coward)

that's probably the voice left behind after 6000 cycles. Hoffa thought, he has done everything I can, but the fate still can't be changed, so what can he do.

He looked at the arm standing in front of him, his mind swaying.

"Is there a moment that makes you tired of everything?" The God of nightmares whispered in his ears."That moment

"Yes, that moment... Vulgar and noisy crowd, pretending elegant art, careful living, no one to tell the loneliness, aimless wandering..."

he did not answer the God of nightmares, let the black wrapped him, and gradually fell into the abyss of subconsciousness.

"Leave everything to me..."

the hand of the God of nightmares reaches out to him in the sea of subconsciousness: "you will stay with the heroes of all ages and never be alone again."

(coward)

at the moment when his fingertips are about to touch, the voice from the bottom of his heart gradually becomes clear. He bends his fingers slightly to avoid the fingers of nightmare.

(coward)

there was a tiny, untraceable voice that pierced his heart like the tip of a needle. He didn't know where the voice came from. He seemed to be talking, as if Miller were talking, as if little Barty were talking.

"I'm not."

He defended himself.

"Do you think you can escape from fate without herheim? You can't change anything, no one can be revived. What you see in the arena is you in the future. "

The God of nightmares became aglia. "Promise me, you still have a chance, maybe next time."

"Next time."

"Yes, next time, leave it to you in 50 years." The God of nightmare said, "it's a long time. It's a long river. Fifty years is just a blink of an eye. Not this time. We still have a chance."

Hoffa was relieved. The God of nightmares was right. He really had a chance. As long as he went back to the past, he reached out again to touch the God of nightmares and integrate with it.

(coward)

his voice came out from the bottom of his heart, which bothered him a lot.

He even saw little Barty turning in front of the train, and saw his perplexed eyes before he died. See the old Hoffa put the silver revolver into his mouth - "a space-time can only have one Hoffa Bach."

No way...

he took back his hand and covered his head tremblingly. "No, no, I can't change it..."

"it's a failure, right, Bach, this adventure in 50 years."

I know you respect Nicole lemme. I know you care about little Barty. But they are all dead, and only by going back in time can you save them again and change all this. "

"I can't do it..."

Hoffa whispered bitterly: "I can't do it... I can't remember anything, I will forget everything."

"One time, one time."

as like as two peas, he was comforted by the nightmare.

Hoffa looked at his hands, his heart's desire was put to the maximum in this second, that desire diluted all other desires, he slowly extended his hand, once, twice, three times, four times, five times... Ten times, twenty times, thirty times... One hundred times, two hundred times... Three hundred times, four hundred times... One thousand times... Two thousand times, three thousand times, four thousand times, five thousand times Six thousand times...

"Hoffa."

"Hoffa..."

"Hoffa..."

at this time, who is calling himself?

Turn to see, another self standing in the distance in the dark looking at himself, who is that, that is the dragon of nothingness?

No.

That's myself.

"Coward."

"Coward....."

"Coward....."

six thousand times of reincarnation gave birth to instant visual sensation, and finally at this moment, the visual sensation reached a climax. Under the intense instant visual sensation, his brain appeared an illusion uncontrollably.

His perspective comes to the self who scolds the coward and becomes an observer again. He looks at another self in the distance and reaches out his hand, just like Adam of Genesis wants to touch God, to touch the God of nightmares.

He looked back and saw the corpses piled up like mountains behind him. Each corpse had his face, and each of them died with a look of remorse.

Even if he didn't count, Hoffa knew it was the other six thousand times.

"Coward!"

The voice is getting clearer and clearer.

"Coward!"

"I'm not."

He said again, gnashing his teeth.

"I'm not!"

His consciousness returned to his body and opened the palm of nightmare. "There's no next time."

"No next time!"

"There's no next time!"

"There's no next time!"

He roared and tried his best, just like Silby after the explosion of 100000 tons of TNT, he climbed out of the sea of tender subconsciousness little by little, and opened his eyes with the last will.The pain was like the tide rolling towards him, stimulating every nerve of him. It was the pain of the blind, the fatal moment of the world.

Miller summoned a meteor across the sky, threatening to blow the ancient magic castle to ashes.

Grindevo's countless visions are still dragging red tentacles, about to stab him into meat.

Voldemort's serpent still hurled at him, opening a mouth full of blood.

But at this moment, Hoffa was surprisingly sober.

Even if he knew he had only a few seconds left.

"Are you crazy?"

Nightmare God finally no longer calm, he controlled Harry Potter, grabbed his face fiercely, "at this time you have to refuse me, you are looking for your own death!"

The bloody Hoffa looks at Harry Potter with one eye. At this moment, when his body is broken, his spirit reaches the peak, like the sharpest cross sword.

"For a moment.

Makes me sick of everything?

I asked myself, "the answer is self-evident."

Hoffa said to the God of nightmares, "you are included, of course."