Chapter 460

If Dumbledore is dead, everyone can only obey him, fear him, and kneel down and kiss his robe.

Even the "perfect world" can be realized, and his life span is a thousand years, or even longer.

All people will die. Only Voldemort will not die. He will truly become a living god, replacing everyone as the father of mankind, the king of mankind, the belief of mankind, and the **** of mankind.

Everyone will live in a kingdom of the devil, and every breath and breath will be affected by the devil. Their good and evil will be defined by the devil, and their true and false will be judged by the devil. Their belief is the devil, their parents are the devil, and their king is also the devil.

What a terrible and great world this will be.

"You are completely crazy." Dumbledore said loudly, because he was too hard to get involved in the injury, he coughed heavily, "People won't succumb to you... absolutely not...people Will not succumb to pain and disaster..."

"You can't do that... I'll stop you..." Dumbledore mustered his strength and spoke with all his strength. He stood upright on his shaky body and pointed his wand at Voldemort.

Voldemort said in a dismissive tone, "When they can lift their heads and look into my eyes, let's say this. You are just the residue of the last century. There will be no more you in the future. Sleep well. Go and start your new adventure."

With a flick of the evil long snake's tail, Dumbled flew out multiple times and hit the wall heavily with a muffled noise.

"Count down to your life, old man."

The evil long snake screamed towards the moon, venting all emotions freely, all wishes are about to come true, and the perfect kingdom is about to come.

"Cough...cough..."

Dumbledore put his hands on the ground, coughing feebly, he wanted to get up, he wanted to continue fighting.

This was not particularly difficult for him when he was young. He has suffered more injuries than this, and he has encountered more difficult situations than this, and he has come over.

No matter how much he paid for it, he came over.

"I won't fall.... I still have things to do...I can't rest yet..."

Dumbledore put his hands on the ground, blood dripping from his mouth with his cough, and he hypnotized himself with a weak voice.

"Accept the reality, old fellow, mortals are mortal, but I will live forever." The evil snake swallowed its forked tongue, and said condescendingly.

The teachers and students at Hogwarts are going crazy, Dumbledore is dying, who else can stop this monster. Is the magic world really over? Is the world really over?

Someone in the inexplicable stands started calling out a name.

"George Soros...George Soros..."

It was like grabbing a straw, everyone began to shout the name loudly.

The devil strikes, the world of nightmares is about to come, and everyone is eager to be saved by the hero. At this time, only the hero who can kill the devil can prevent **** from coming.

The hero's name appeared in everyone's hearts, it was him.

"George Soros!" He killed the basilisk.

Even if everyone knows, the monster in front of you is not a simple basilisk. The monster in front of you is the incarnation of the devil, an incredibly powerful devil.

But everyone has an expectation in their hearts. It has been two years since George Soros defeated the Thousand-Year Basilisk. Two years are enough to make the demigod hero stronger.

And on the scene, in the middle of the maze. The only person who can look directly at the Demon King is George Soros. He is a hero who admires the Demon King, and a strong man who makes the Demon King respect him.

Thinking of this, the teachers and students at Hogwarts rekind their hope. Dumbledore is about to die, and only George Soros can save the world. They shouted the name of George Soros, as if to convey trust and support to him by voice.

Dumbledore stood up shaking with his hands on the ground. He held up his wand, pointed at Voldemort, and said, "I will stop you... forever..."

The evil snake said indifferently, "It's all over, and goodbye to Dumbledore." He looked at the opponent who bored him with regret.

With a flick of the long snake's tail, a sharp stinging spear grew out of the soil and shot directly at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore lit his magic wand feebly, trying to cast the spell as usual, but the movements that were as easy as breathing in the ordinary day became extremely difficult.

He was badly injured, his breathing seemed weak, and the magic in his body dried up, making it difficult to squeeze out any more power.

"Is it over like this..." He looked at the stabbing gun coldly at his heart, "After all, I still couldn't do anything... Maybe I really should rest... ."

In a daze, a familiar shadow appeared before his eyes, "Are they here to pick me up...I've been hiding for too long..."

There was a muffled sound no pain as imagined.

An earthen wall rose from the ground, blocking the lancet.

"Although it's a bit unfair, I only took action at this time, but you are a lot of age, and it's also unfair to run to bully Hogwarts students." George walked up calmly and faced straight. The evil snake.

"It's fair." The evil Long Snake shook his head and said, "I have just warmed up, and I am in a good state now. As for my age, considering that I will live forever, everyone in the future will become my children and bully young people. This It’s not unacceptable."

As the devil, who cares about fairness, the devil has always defined everything and let mortals obey it. How can the devil be bound by the definition of mortals.

"And you are not an ordinary young man." The evil snake said in a bewitching tone, "George Soros, I like you, you are stronger and more perfect than I was before."

He said in a relaxed tone, "We may not need to be hostile. The world is big enough to accommodate two immortals. I would love you to be my right-hand man."

The evil serpent cast its gaze towards the Death Eaters who were crawling there, and the intimidating magic power brought by the afterlight immediately made the Death Eaters who fell on their knees shiver.

He said in a flat tone, "You can also see that they are unbearable and not easy to use as tools."

He turned his gaze back to George, stared into George's black jewel-like eyes with two yellow lamps, and said, "We can be partners. I allow you to stand by my side and share this perfect world together."

George pointed directly at the two yellow lamps and said lightly, "Thank you for your kindness, but I have another view of this world. Your perfect world will not exist anymore."

(To be continued.)