Vol 2 Chapter 316: You're done

? "You're done..."
　　
　　 Fanlin licked his lips. The breath in his throat made him feel very uncomfortable, but this did not prevent Fanlin from becoming relaxed.
　　
Since Andrew Slytherin chose to build a secret room here, the reason could only be to guard against this guy. The strange light he saw below was not his own illusion, but the magic circle hidden at the top. Bring the light.
　　
"What are you talking about?" Void Creation was so annoyed, "With you and the things left by the wizard, you tried to defeat me? Even the gods failed to kill me completely, Tiaz No, neither can Idun..."
　　
"I said, you're done!" Fanlin struggled to stand up straight. Although he was disappointed for a while, Anderlu's methods gave him a strong shock. Fanlin had never seen such a huge one before. Hogwarts’s defensive array is not good for the attacking magic array, and so is the cornerstone array of the Jiuxian Academy.
　　
"You shouldn't be able to move now..." Fanlin said. He tried to use a simple disarming spell to press against the black mist, but the void creation didn't mean to avoid it. This is an ordinary attack spell.
　　
"What are you doing, irritating me?" The tyrannical voice came from the bottom of Fanlin's heart again, and the heavy shock came to Fanlin again. It was a spiritual shock, if it weren't for Iraq. Dun En's mark is that Fanlin's consciousness is likely to be completely defeated by this shock again and again.
　　
　　 "I'm not irritating you, I'm just trying to see the effect..." Fanlin said indifferently, a few mouthfuls of blood would be a big deal, and Yitun's mark could completely protect his consciousness from being washed away.
　　
　　 "Try the effect! Do you think your poor ability can hurt me? If it weren't for physical death, and you still have Yitun En's mark, you don't even have the right to talk to me!"
　　
The Void Creation was angry, and the black energy that made up his body was constantly rolling back and forth. He wanted to kill Fanlin on the spot, but the rune projected from the top of the rock wall firmly fixed his body. Where, like a magical cage, the pale golden magic light film connected the world, and he firmly locked the body of the void creation within the range of the light film.
　　
　　 "It seems that you are really finished!" Fanlin grinned, and the spirit fluctuations from the void creation body were weakened by the magic circle and became less lethal.
　　
　　 "Actually, I can hurt you, right? Otherwise, you still hide in that body, and you won't be imprisoned by the human wizard you look down on, or...completely destroyed!"
　　
Fanlin said to himself, "It was you who tempted me to take away the seal of the Lock of Heaven. I should still thank you for a magical item that can hurt you. This is very important for the future journey. Important, at least I don’t have to worry too much about how to eliminate other parts of you. I know the body here is just a part of it, but you are going to die, right?"
　　
　　 "You want to kill me..." The spirit of the void creation was very calm at first, and then, the familiar aura of destruction once again flooded his spiritual world.
　　
　　 "You want to kill me? You actually tried to kill me, how dare you..."
　　
　　 "Nothing to dare!" Fanlin finally put away his smile on his face, "Don't you know how you are!"
　　
　　 Fanlin's words were very cold, he stared at the restless black air hitting the barrier with a calm face.
　　
　　 "It's not just that I want to kill you, look at this magic circle, this is a gift specially prepared by the Slytherin family for you, how about it, do you like it?"
　　
"He can't succeed!" The void creation began to hit the cage constructed by the formation more forcefully. Each impact will cause a crack in the barrier of the formation, but this crack will always be accompanied by the addition of magic power quickly. The recovery is as before, and its intensity is constantly increasing, which also makes the light of the cage even more dazzling.
　　
　　 Until now, Fanlin had to squint his eyes, he almost couldn't see the black air inside.
　　
"You can't come out!" Fanlin said, and he turned around silently, "This is a gift specially prepared for you by a wizard a thousand years ago. If you didn't completely open it, how could it let you go? ?"
　　
　　 Fanlin turned his back to the magic circle. He had to leave. One could imagine how spectacular it would be for such a high concentration of magic power to explode in such a small space. He didn't want to bury this monster that he didn't want to do.
　　
"I don’t know if your other bodies will give birth to such a will. If you can communicate, it’s best to tell them that even if they lose the existence of a god, the wizards of this world will use magic in their hands to defend every part of the world. One inch of territory, never underestimate human beings!"
　　
　　 Fanlin is not staying, the light of the magic circle has been bred to the extreme, and he can no longer see the situation inside.
　　
　　 "I said, you are done!"
　　
Fanlin staggered two steps, he lay down on the ground, and Animagus showed his form naturally. He held the potion bottle containing Peter in his mouth, and then ran outside without hesitation. Away.
　　
　　 There should be a little time before the magic circle erupts. He must return to the forbidden forest as soon as possible, otherwise it will be unavoidable to be dragged to the funeral.
　　
　　 Fanlin's body was like a white phantom, and he quickly passed through the pile of rubble he had made.
　　
　　 The originally bright space has also dimmed due to the extraction of magic power~EbookFREE.me~ At least the fluorescence of those phosphorous plants has become extremely delicate and even extinguished continuously.
　　
　　 The magic power in the underground space is constantly converging towards the magic circle, and the phosphorous grass is naturally not immune.
　　
　　 But fortunately, when the last firefly dimmed, Fanlin found the tunnel that started. It was still the same as it was before, crowded, but it couldn't stay.
　　
　　 Fanlin got into the tunnel straight away, and he crawled hard, even if the sharp rocks cut his fur without stopping.
　　
There was only the sound of fine shards in his ears, and the soil kept rolling down around his body. He was a little tired. The original white hair became no longer supple because of the mixture of blood and soil. His whole body It's all stinging.
　　
　　 He started to miss Hogwarts' ward, he even wanted to be lying there now, time has passed ten minutes and twelve o'clock at midnight, and Dumbledore promised that he would delay him a little longer.
　　
　　 Finally, when fresh air poured in from his nose, Fanlin really realized that he was alive.