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Chapter 395 Resurrection (Please Subscribe)

Ye Jingyu's expression changed drastically, and he stared blankly at the air.

Thirty years ago, he became a wizarding apprentice at a magic institute.

During this time, I witnessed countless instances of Japanese black wizards colluding with nobles to oppress common wizards and ordinary people.

Twenty years ago, he traveled the world.

During this time, he learned magic from various places and joined the Immortal Organization.

Ten years ago, he returned to Japan, full of anticipation, and launched a series of actions aimed at changing Japan.

Scenes from the past thirty years flashed through Ye Jingyu's mind, as if he were watching a grand movie of his own life, and tears streamed down his face.

He knew Moriarty was right.

The ghost bride was his greatest gain during his studies at the magic institute.

However, after acquiring dark elemental magic, he never used it again.

Ye Jingyu once loathed shikigami magic, considering it a lifelong disgrace to be a student of the magic academy, and never used shikigami magic again.

As the saying goes, a child doesn't despise their mother for being ugly, and a dog doesn't despise their home for

But Ye Jingyu never realized it.

From the moment he grew to loathe shikigami magic, saving Japan became a joke.

Ironically, after the dark elemental magic he considered his greatest pride and prestige failed, it was the shikigami magic that saved Yoru Kageyu that he had despised.

Unbeknownst to her, Ye Jingyu was in tears.

Was I really wrong?

Am I wrong to want to save Japan?

Suddenly the scene before my eyes changed.

A fiery serpent, a deadly curse, and a long spear attacked Ye Jingyu.

Moriarty and his two companions were not about to let Ye Jingyu get away with his distraction. The three of them worked together to kill him.

Ye Jingyu stood there dumbfounded. At this moment, he didn't want to fight anymore. His heart had died when his dark elemental magic failed.

The ghost bride flew to Ye Jingyu's side on her own, loyally protecting her master.

Dumbledore's Killing Curse struck down a large number of ghost brides.

Polly's spear pierced through more than a dozen ghost brides before returning to Polly's hand.

The remaining ghost brides were burned to ashes by the fire serpents, turning into a cannonball in mid-air. Fire elemental magic caused a volcanic eruption!

Moriarty used fire magic to end Yoru's life, and fire magic is also quite effective against the Ghost Bride.

The shell struck Ye Jingyu in the chest like a falling meteor, exploding with a bang!

The Night View Royal was instantly blown in two!

The lower body remained in place, while the light and shadow of a volcano appeared above it.

His upper body was blown off; in reality, it consisted of only two shoulders and a head.

His chest was blown open, as if a large chunk of flesh and bone had been ripped out of his stomach and chest!

Blood was spilled all over the ground, but it was nothing compared to a blood feast.

The Inuit, who had always been eating flesh and blood, had their eyes light up when they saw Ye Jingyu's mangled remains.

But seeing Moriarty and Dumbledore walking towards Nightfall's head together, he quickly abandoned his plan.

Ye Jingyu was barely breathing at this moment. When he saw Moriarty and Dumbledore approaching, he moved his bloodless lips.

Moriarty and Dumbledore exchanged a glance, neither of them understanding what Ye Jingyu was talking about.

Moriarty wanted to ask about the prophecy of eternal life of the Night View, but it seems he won't get any answers now.

Ye Jingyu blinked, and then quickly stopped breathing.

The only problem is that I can't close my eyes.

The next instant, a beam of red light shot out from his eyes, and his entire eyeball turned black!

Moriarty and Dumbledore sensed a terrible magical power.

"Dark elemental magic," Moriarty said to Dumbledore, "elemental magic doesn't disappear with the death of its host. Find a way..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cloud of black mist shot out from his eyeballs, enveloping Ye Jingyu's head.

"Torn apart!"

Dumbledore intervened, and an ordinary spell, amplified by the White Wizard's powerful magic and the Elder Wand, sliced ​​Ye Jingyu's head into pieces like countless sharp blades!

Moriarty waved his holly wand, "Explosive Heat!"

The spell's range includes Ye Jingyu's mangled body and shredded flesh, sparing not even a drop of blood!

The entire environment transformed into the sweltering heat of summer, and then a series of explosions occurred, completely obliterating the body tissues related to Ye Jingyu.

Moriarty didn't believe that Ye Jingyu could possibly have any means to revive after going to such lengths.

Dumbledore, who was standing nearby, noticed the holly wand. He looked at it with interest for a few moments and said, "This wand seems to be a brother to one I know."

Moriarty thought to himself that he had been discovered.

The holly wand and Voldemort's yew wand are indeed brother wands.

Their staffs are all made of phoenix feathers.

Their cores are derived from the same phoenix, Fox.

Moriarty's purchase of the holly wand was also intended to sever Harry Potter's connection with Voldemort.

The holly wand had always been Moriarty's hidden insurance, since wizards rarely had a second wand.

Now that Dumbledore has discovered it, Moriarty doesn't seem to mind. Exposing the Holly Wand in order to eliminate Nightfall is a worthwhile trade no matter how you look at it.

Nightscape is far more terrifying than Voldemort.

No, to be precise, dark elemental magic is more terrifying than Voldemort.

Voldemort was at most a terrifying madman, but the dark element truly had the power to change the world!

If this thing falls into the hands of bad people, the world is doomed.

Moriarty looked around but found no further trace of dark elemental magic.

It seems that with Ye Jingyu's death, the dark elemental magic also disappeared. Even the flesh and blood in the blood feast decomposed and rotted in an instant, emitting a foul odor.

Dumbledore waved his wand, purifying the air and cleaning up the rotting flesh in the process.

Turning around, I saw the Eskimo throw away a two-horned beast leg he was holding and spit out the chewed meat with a gurgling sound.

"What about him?" Dumbledore asked.

Of the six members of the Immortal Organization, the sorcerer monk escaped, the old woman was killed, Ye Jingyu was murdered, and Queen Vanjo fell into a coma, leaving only the Eskimo.

"Arrest him." A fierce glint flashed in Moriarty's eyes; he needed to obtain the secret of the prophecy of immortality from the Eskimos.

The Eskimos seemed to understand them, waving their hands repeatedly, their faces, already red from the cold snow, turning even redder.

He rattled off a whole bunch of words.

Moriarty and Dumbledore both looked at Polly, for only she could understand.

Polly's brows were furrowed, and the furrows were getting tighter and tighter.

Moriarty thought that Polly's frown was unattractive, as it completely revealed the vicious side of the centaur.

“He said,” Polly pointed to the Inuit, “Grandma, get up! They’ve killed the night.”

"What?"

Moriarty turned to look at his mother-in-law, who had been smashed into a pulp, and at the same time swung his cane, sending out blade-like ice crystals.

But it was too late!

My mother-in-law was like a rubber man, suddenly growing bigger and longer from a lump of meat, and then returning to her original shape!

Seeing the sharp edges of the ice crystals, the old woman raised her hand, swung her wand down, and quickly chanted a spell. All the ice crystals flew out and pounced towards Moriarty.

Dumbledore stared intently at his mother-in-law, as if witnessing an unbelievable scene. "A Reflection Spell?"

In Dumbledore's memory, this spell had been forbidden six hundred years ago due to the risks involved.

He remembered this very clearly because he found the information together with Grindelwald.

Moriarty snapped his fingers, shattering the ice crystals into fragments, and said in a deep voice, "First it was a Disintegration Curse, now it's a Reflection Curse. You can probably figure out Grandma's background by now, right?"

"Ancient witches of England..."

Dumbledore's expression grew even more serious; he had never imagined that such a powerful witch still existed in England.

Ancient and complicated spells, one after another. You're so powerful, where were you when Grindelwald was rampaging and Voldemort was running rampant?

Dumbledore was furious and started fighting with his mother, wielding the Elder Wand.

Suddenly, a loud thud came from outside.

Lillian is back!

She already knew Merlin was missing, and rushed over, determined to avenge him.

She let out an angry roar and stomped her big foot down on her mother-in-law's head!

Dumbledore used Apparition to dodge, but his mother-in-law showed no intention of dodging; she raised her fist.

To the astonishment of Moriarty and the others, his body rapidly grew larger in a second, his fist knocking away Lillian's large foot and sending Lillian shoving to the side.

"Inflate rapidly?" Dumbledore felt like he'd been given a lesson by his grandmother. "It can be used like that? Impossible! The Enlargement Charm and Shrinking Charm can only be used on inanimate objects!"

"Hehe," the old woman suddenly spoke, laughing mockingly, "Using it on living beings is like human transformation magic."

In a second, the old woman returned to normal size, began to bleed all over her body, and blood flowed from her seven orifices.

Moriarty breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that his mother-in-law couldn't just grow bigger or smaller at will; growing bigger came at a price.

This is still within the realm of common sense.

Polly said to them, "Let's go, we can't let her get away."

The blood on the mother-in-law's body suddenly turned black, emitting a sinister aura, as if she had returned to an ancient tomb.

"Is it an illusion?"

Moriarty surveyed his surroundings, wondering what his mother-in-law was up to again.

"Heh heh," the old woman grinned, a hideous smile spreading across her face. She dipped some black blood into her mouth, tilted her head back, and hissed, "My great master, please resurrect your messenger!"

The black blood flowing through his body instantly turned into black fire.

It burst into flames and engulfed the mother-in-law.

Moriarty and his two companions stared wide-eyed. What was this?

Who is the owner?

resurrection?

Who is the messenger?

The Eskimo seemed to know something; his expression was somewhat excited, and his eyes were full of shrewdness.

The mother-in-law was burned to death, and the black flames disappeared completely.

It was utterly quiet when a voice suddenly came from mid-air, saying with amusement, "Where are you all looking? My uninvited guest?"

Moriarty, Dumbledore, and Polly recognized the voice. They turned around blankly and saw an unbelievable scene.

Ye Jingyu landed steadily on the ground and smiled at them!

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