The moment of life and death, Gryffindor's sword, has been dead pressure on his head, that huge, as if the general strength of a giant, even if he is in a normal state, it will be difficult to hold. Not to mention the tired body at the moment, if you are cut in the front of the sword, I'm afraid it will turn into two on the spot.

But sylby has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. His right hand, which has been used to cover his belly, suddenly flashed out and grabbed Gryffindor's head! It looks like it's holding his face, and the muscle on his right arm is as tight as iron!

The gesture of holding his face seemed like the touch between lovers, even with a bit of tenderness, which caught Gryffindor off guard and changed his face greatly!

There was a cruel roar in sylby's throat! The muscle of the right arm is as tight as iron. It's a powerful press.

Click!!

With a loud noise, Gryffindor's head was pressed by him and bumped into the fir behind Silby. At the moment of impact, a sharp blue and white current broke out between his fingers, like fireworks.

Gryffindor's head was smashed into the tree trunk, and the tree trunk that he hugged was smashed in two.

Boom!!

The electric light is blazing, under the huge magic power. With a violent press.

Gran Finn smashed the big tree in his arms, flew straight out, fell on the snow, pulled out a groove more than ten meters long on the snow, and broke his head.

When the wind blows, Silby picks up the goblin sword dropped by Gryffindor from the ground and comes forward slowly.

Gryffindor fell to the ground breathlessly, his face turning from pale to livid, but he knew that he couldn't let go of his life and death, even though his eyes were full of gold and meat.

He struggled to get up and looked at Silby in disbelief. He held a sword in one hand and covered his abdomen in the other. He looked at him in embarrassment and cruelty, like a dying beast.

"How... How could..." he was shocked.

Just now he was so decisive that he decided that Silby had a hand to cover the wound without his stomach, otherwise his intestines would surely fall to the ground. At that time, let alone fighting, he was afraid that he would die if he moved a little.

But now, after Silby moved his hand, Gryffindor was surprised to find that there was a pink stomach bag in the gap of his abdomen, which made Gryffindor unable to understand. Did organs grow when they grow up!?

But he soon knew the answer. Silby didn't kill him with the goblin's sword at the first time. Instead, go to one side and lift the broken trunk with one hand.

Gryffindor was shocked to see that in the fallen branch. There's a giant down there, a unicorn. It's not dead, but it's almost dead.

The culprit for its desolation is in its abdomen, where a big hole has been made in its lower abdomen, and there is no stomach inside.

With one hand, Silby thrust the goblin's sword into the snow, covered his belly and knelt down. Then he bit the dying unicorn's throat, tearing like a hungry hyena.

The unicorn's throat was bitten, silver blood poured into Silby's mouth, the wound in his abdomen, his three segmented arm, and the depression in his cheek gradually recovered.

At the end of blood sucking, Silby wiped his mouth and stood up from the snow. He pulled out his sword again. He was covered with blood, and his momentum gradually increased until he was fierce and terrifying.

"You actually... Killed the unicorn..."

Gryffindor recognized that it was Ravenclaw's Mount in the snow, a pure and sacred creature, who was killed and sucked blood in such a cruel way.

"You let me down so much..." Gryffindor said, shaking his teeth. Regardless of the violent shaking of his brain, he got up from the ground and growled angrily: "how can you be such a person? You let me down so much!"

"Ridiculous, is the life of a unicorn more precious than mine?" "Any old rumor is superstition, and only a fool can believe it," said Silby

He swept the unicorn's head with a clean sword.

"As long as I can live, I'll do anything, Godric. Even if I move your organs to me, I'll do it."

Holding the sword, he staggered to Gryffindor: "I will not die, I will never die until I finish the task assigned by God... Hum..."

he said with a smile, the will in the laughter is frightening.

"You're wrong, asshole!"

Gryffindor's face was twisted. Regardless of the pain of his brain, he stood up from the ground and reached out with one hand. His wand flew into his hand. "Son of a bitch, I'm wrong about you!"

In his hand, the wand was transformed into a two meter long cross hammer. He was carrying the hammer, and there were countless golden runes on his body. He yelled angrily: "so unscrupulous! You don't deserve to be the headmaster of Hogwarts! "

After that, he rushed to Silby with his hammer in his hand.Emotional Gryffindor's action in the eyes of Silby is full of flaws.

With one hand, Gryffindor's hammer turned into a weak wicker.

Then, he kicked Gryffindor in the abdomen with a flying kick, and the huge impact squeezed his lower abdomen, causing him to fly upside down and hit a coniferous tree.

The impact force made Gryffindor spit out a stream of blood, and the snow on the branches almost buried half of his body in it. At this point, Gryffindor has been unable to resist, he leaned against the tree trunk, his eyes are gray.

Silby flew forward mercilessly, holding the goblin's sword and cutting it to Gryffindor's neck.

Suddenly, after Gryffindor fell to the ground, a green figure turned out quietly. His eyes were in the dark, shining with the most dangerous apricot yellow.

At the moment of perceiving the green silhouette, Silby's hair exploded and he closed his eyes without hesitation. He stopped and stood still.

Hearing the slight footsteps coming from behind the tree, Gryffindor was surprised. He wanted to look back, but his eyes were covered with his hands. "Close your eyes, let me deal with it."

It's Salazar Slytherin. Gryffindor was a little relieved. He said, "be careful, Salazar."

Slytherin did not speak, he took off his dark green cloak, revealing the muscular body under the cloak. At the moment, he is 35 years old, which is the most energetic and powerful age of a wizard. Snakes hissed across the snow, hovering over the tree trunks, leaves, and Slytherin.

On the snow, Silby closed his eyes and said with a smile, "I think it's my master who came in time."

"Godric never wanted to kill you, he just wanted to lock you up, and you didn't hesitate to kill him," Slytherin said

"Pull me back and lock me up in a cage? Let me never realize my own value. " Sylby tilted his head, closed his eyes and sneered, "then you might as well kill me."

"It's a waste to kill you, Silby. It's not easy for a wizard to grow up to our level. "

"When the fruit is ripe, it is used for eating. Salazar, if it falls on the ground and rots, no one will know its taste, and it is meaningless."

"Your strange ideas and heresy seem reasonable at first sight, but no one can do it. The world is always elitist, some people, even if you give them magic, they can't use it well Slytherin said earnestly.

Sylby shook his head, raised the goblin's sword, closed his eyes and said, "more than ten years ago, you told me that people can only be real when they are dying. I think so now. Come on, Salazar. "

Slytherin's face was trembling. He didn't speak any more. He half bent down, his hands slightly open, and his green eyes burning. It's no reason to think of a poisonous snake grinding his teeth and salivating.

Then, he suddenly opened his mouth and his tongue turned into a bird snake. The bird snake was all shining with blue feathers. In less than three seconds, a bird snake with a finger long turned into a terror monster nearly 100 meters long.

He opened his mouth and bit Silby in the air.

Sylby didn't dare to open his eyes. He knew that as long as he could see Salazar Slytherin's basilisk eyes, even if he didn't die, he would be petrified immediately. Therefore, he only had a vague perception of what happened outside.

Heavy snow, strong wind, in front of the terrible creature is coming with blood and death.

His ears moved, and then his body swayed to avoid the strike of the birds and snakes. Then brush a few swords and cut them out, and then cut them on several trees with the thickness of the bowl mouth. With the click, the trees suddenly crossed and collapsed, smashing on the snow in front of Silby, splashing with snow, and flying with broken branches and leaves!

But I didn't kill the bird and the snake.

One hit failed, bird snake swish smaller, extremely flexible. The speed is at least five or six times that of Silby, and it can't be caught by the naked eye.

And then it gets bigger again, and after it falls, it's a shaking blow!!

Boom!!

With a loud noise, the birds and snakes became bigger this time. The ground trembled three times. A large area of trees tilted at least 30 degrees to the left. Gryffindor hugged the branches and flew to the sky without being shocked.

He had to beat back and forth to avoid the repeated attacks of birds and snakes.

By this time, however, he had roughly determined what Slytherin was attacking himself with.

After a blow, the bird snake circled again and rose high. It flashed its wings and became bigger again.

When Silby kicks the snow, it flies high. In the process of flying, Silby raises his hand and the snow turns into a bottle. The bottle has a small mouth and a large bottom.

The snake, who was about to attack Silby, saw the open bottle, and suddenly became smaller and smaller under the control of his instinct, just like the cat who saw the mouse.Silby catches the bottle in the air and covers it firmly.

Gryffindor was stunned. He could infer the bird and snake with his eyes closed and subdue it quickly. Or was he too poisonous to do so.

However, no one cheered for Silby. The action of subduing the bird and snake made his defense show flaws. At this time, Slytherin had appeared beside Silby in a ghostly way. His hands were raised high and turned into thousands of snakes. They all pierced Silby's belly.

Unable to see, Silby was caught off guard and stabbed. He stepped back, then rolled half on his knees, covered his abdomen tightly with his hand, bit his bloody teeth, gasped and closed his eyes, with a fierce expression.

Slytherin can see the mismatch under the healing of his surface injury. Although the organs and blood of Unicorn can extend his life for a while, it can't last for a long time. Slytherin's fierce attack on the mismatch of the abdomen, so that Silby suffered a lot of damage.

With the fierce fighting, countless snakes gathered here, and those big or small snakes climbed up the branches and spoke at the same time.

"In our four hands, you are the only one who can hold on so long. Slytherin hissed, "it's a pity that there is no vision. How can you escape from here?"

The voice came from all directions, with a strong bewitching, people's mind swaying. Even more, sear's eyes were closed, and the score was not clear.

Slytherin, holding a magic wand, approached slowly in the murmur of the snakes.

Silby stood up slowly, clutching the goblin's sword. He bit his finger and smeared it on his eyebrows. He said, "evil spirit puppet."

Suddenly, a blue ghost appeared behind him. The blue ghost looked at Slytherin with apricot eyes and pushed sylby.

Determined the location of Silby burst up and move, a sword cut to Slytherin.

Slytherin immediately raised his wand and turned it into a snake whip full of sharp teeth and barbs.

But Silby returned immediately!

Slytherin was bewildered by sylby's sudden dash and hit the fir next to him with a snake whip. The whole trunk trembled feebly, and the snow fell, as if it would break in the next second.

With one move, the old force is gone and the new force is not born.

Seizing the tiny flaw, Silby's eyes flashed fiercely. He rushed forward, leaped up, and with all his strength, stabbed Slytherin's neck with the goblin sword in his hand.

The distance between the two people quickly close, until face to face.

At the moment of life and death, Gryffindor, who fell in the snow, was shocked. Sylby's rich fighting experience was far beyond his expectation. He could not help shouting, "be careful, Salazar!"

Slytherin had a sneer on his face! The apricot yellow in his eyes disappeared and replaced by pure black. A premeditated shadow came out of him and quickly wrapped around sylby's body.