Vol 2 Chapter 581: You don’t understand anything, Alan Harris (modified)

Suddenly, the black material stretched into a huge circular shield violently rolled and surging, and patches of red light flashed on the shield quickly, screaming maniacly.
The movements of the four death knights couldn't help but stop. Everyone, whether dead or alive, was attracted by this sudden change. A slender blue shadow stood erratic in the shield. On the outside, the pale palm of his hand pressed against the shield. Layers of this black material rolled in the direction of the shadow, continuously accumulating and compressing in the palm of her hand, curled up into a black mist with red light. All the black matter was swept away, turned into this hazy mist, and then was drawn into a transparent bubble. With a light wave of the palm, the mist wrapped in bubbles floated in the air.
The white hand waved lightly, and the mist disappeared as if it had entered some other-dimensional space, revealing Luna's beautiful but weird face.
Alan, who was surprised and inexplicable, half-opened his eyes weakly. When he saw the strange and familiar Luna in front of him, he was puzzled and anxious: "Luna? How could she enter the curtain to find me? That blue light... By the way, The amulet to protect me was given to me by Luna...The Ravenclaw crown on her head? Didn't I always keep it in the storage space of the system?! How did she get it?"
The four death knights made noises all over, causing Allen to refocus his attention on the situation in front of him. "Luna run!" Allen wanted to remind Luna to keep her away from this dangerous place. However, The piercing on the chin and cheek made him unable to open his mouth completely, only a short, vague sound was made.
The four death knights and their entourage, that is, the skeletons, zombies, dementors and other entourages, were stunned by Luna’s appearance. The four death knights still maintained the freshness they had when they were about to kill Allen. The action before taking out the weapon and preparing to attack-this reminded Allen of his own halo that imitated the dementor's ability, these undead creatures were confined in place by Luna.
Luna's appearance lit up this dark area, her bare feet were spotlessly on this barren land with nothing but black-grey dirt and gravel.
"I'm here for Alan Harris." Luna's vague and ethereal voice sounded. Her silver-gray eyes were half open and did not look a little protruding as usual. She walked slowly towards Alan, blue Her skirt leaned slightly behind her.
Luna threatened with an understatement: "If you dare to stop me, you will be destroyed."
The death knight with the Viking helmet shook his entire armor, and finally raised his arm stiffly-he was the first to break free from the shackles of the immortal fixation technique, and raised his axe high in Luna's direction, roaring After going over, Luna raised her very pale eyebrows, and then she waved the white arms in the blue pajamas—a full four death knights split silently in an instant—the armor, skin, and flesh of each knight And the bones were completely arranged into four human-shaped objects that had no scars and maintained their previous positions.
The sixteen humanoid objects of the four death knights remained standing for a few seconds before slamming to the ground and becoming some human trash. The entourages of the death knights, such as zombies and dementors, shattered under the impact of this magic power, turning into dust and smoke and scattered.
The arms that bound Allen were turned to ashes in this magical power, and Allen fell to the ground. Luna quietly came to Allen's side and squatted down.
Allen had a lot of questions to ask Luna, his chest heaving violently, his expression anxious.
"I told you not to rely on the magic wand." Luna put a cold finger on Allen's lips and stroked his hair. She tilted her head and opened her protruding eyes and said to Allen. , The expression was as serious as she was telling herself the evidence of the existence of the horned snorer before, and her waist-long light blonde hair slipped onto Alan's face.
Although the severe pain made Alan almost faint, he confirmed that he was not mistaken. Although Luna had carefully avoided the wounds on her face and the finger bones just now, what was revealed in those silver-gray eyes was not Pity for my injury, but a kind of nostalgia that fell into memory, "You don't understand anything, Alan Harris."
All kinds of questions came into his mind. Apart from the unprecedented hurt and pain, Alan had never been so helpless and weak. These finger bones had cursed power, making his already exhausted body weaker. Incomparable-but these are not comparable to his worry about Luna's current strange state.
Then, Luna let go of her left hand stroking Alan's hair and pinched the butter bottle stopper necklace next to the Deathly Hallows necklace she was wearing on her neck. Her pale, slender fingers turned on the butter bottle stopper. The trance eyes finally settled on Ellen for a moment, and her hand left the necklace again.
"Try it." She leaned down, hugged Alan in her arms in the form of a princess, and walked in the direction she came.
Being hugged by the petite Luna in such a pose made Allen a little ashamed of her current situation. He moved his head a little uncomfortably and looked into the distance.
With this look, his brows frowned immediately. This was definitely not because of pain, but because he finally understood the source of the sounds he had heard before—those distant waves. The black mist is not a wave at all, but an army of undead composed of hordes of undead creatures and dementors.
Luna hugged Ellen with her feet very steady, as if she was not holding a boy much taller than her own, but like a girl holding her beloved doll.
Ignoring the darkened areas composed of monsters in the distance, Luna remained unmoved and continued her footsteps.
The skeletons of those skeletons were creaking and Bai Sensen’s heads were everywhere. Some skeletons were not even complete. Their arms and legs and other limbs might have been damaged by fighting with other creatures over the long years. Up. Large tracts of corpses have sunken, visionless eyes. On their pale faces, their hollow and misty eyes make people stand upside down.
Countless thick black dementors wandering in the middle of the sky, their faces are hidden by their hoods, their breaths are crackling, and countless rotten hands are waving in the air. The gloomy despair filled this land.
These lifeless, non-living creatures that represent the darkness are like black clouds, densely clustered.
They had already stopped moving forward, as if they were terrified because of Luna's arrival - although the undead actually couldn't feel the fear.
But the resentment towards the living made them follow far away without giving up.
After twelve or three steps, the waves of undead creatures and dementors in the distance were completely silent. These monsters seemed to be strangled by some invisible force, unable to breathe-although they did not. Need to breathe.
And Ellen, who was held by Luna, also began to feel extremely difficult to breathe, like a fish jumping from the water to the shore, about to suffocate and die. His lungs were squeezed in pain like an explosion, his vision became blurred, and even his heart rate dropped sharply.
Then the air in the entire wilderness stagnated, and then it seemed to be completely exhausted and replaced by darkness composed of death.
"Is this a physical death? Or is it just an illusion in my mind?" Allen didn't know. He saw the soul fire in the eye sockets of those undead creatures in the distance shining red light, and in this gray world, it was like hundreds of stars in the mortal sky shining on the ground. .
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Allen felt that the dizziness from his head was getting worse. He tried helplessly by taking deep breaths to relieve it. At the same time, he exhausted his whole body painfully and barely raised his head so that he could clearly see Lu holding him. Na.
Feeling Luna holding herself stopped, she took a deep breath, and she sighed silently.
Then the darkness of death was driven away, full of ash and decay, but at this time Allen felt that the extra sweet air poured into his lungs again, and his heart that had almost stopped beating returned to his heart rate again-this also Let the blood flow again, but at the first moment, they rushed to his brain through the blood vessels, almost causing Allen to pass out.
For more than ten seconds, Allen found that he could not move a single movement, and could not do anything. He just let Luna be held in his arms like a stiff puppet, and the Venus in front of him made him even more confused.
After a while, his eyesight began to recover, and he turned his head to see that the undead in the distance were not affected by this. Every undead was kneeling in one direction-the dementors bowed in the same direction.
Allen followed their gazes-looking directly at the existence that simply caused his blood to freeze in his veins and almost stopped his breathing simply because of the act of looking directly at it.
A black cloak covers the tall skeleton skeleton in a huge black robe, and both hands hold a large giant scythe wrapped in a shroud. The head of the giant scythe is a completely non-existent space, and the blade-shaped hole drags around it. bright.
The of death from the legend of the three brothers in the story of Poetry Bidou appeared in this wilderness.