Vol 2 Chapter 472: back to the start

The golden light became stronger and stronger, faintly, with some strange shapes condensing in the golden light and shadow.
Greek spiritism is a very profound soul magic. At a sufficient price, you can summon things that memory knows or are related to.
Retaining all consciousness and wisdom, but lacking in energy, depends on the price paid by the operator.
And the whole arm of the sacrifice paid by the has been transformed, even including the time of sacrifice.
The state of the sacrifice is very bad, Fanlin has never seen a person who can grow up like this.
The wrinkled face looked like deep ravines after another, like dry bark, Fanlin couldn't imagine that a person's old age could reach this level.
And the sacrifices paid were not without reward, so little, from the death god, Fan Lin felt a sense of anxiety in amazement.
This is very rare. It can be said that this kind of negative emotion should not be emitted by this kind of negative collection.
The golden light is constantly strengthening, like a powerful awakening gradually.
Fanlin looked at the golden light in front of him with a bit of astonishment. He couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness. The enemy of the gods still had to rely on the means of the gods to solve them in the end?
So, what is the purpose of Yidunen choosing him?
A phantom of a woman appeared in the golden light. Fanlin felt very familiar. He had seen this woman. He had just arrived in Athens, on the statue of the gods or between the battles of the gods. These were all her figures.
"Athena!"
This sound is like being transmitted from the abyss of hell. After people hear it, they will only feel the creeps.
"Athena, Athena..." In the bondage, the body of the of death was constantly rolling, and the black surrounding was constantly being absorbed. He tried his best to strengthen himself, and he wanted to break free from the confinement of this temple.
His body began to expand, like an inflated balloon, with the possibility of explosion at any time.
If it really bursts, these negative energies will definitely destroy everything here.
When facing Dumbledore, Death’s methods were not fully displayed. This is also easy to understand. For Death, Dumbledore and his existence could not pose much threat to him. It can be said that they 'S strength is far from being able to force Death to the point where he is desperate.
The of death is a void creature, they are more afraid of death than anyone else. Although he is called the of death, judging from his performance, this is not what a of death should have.
They reap the souls of mankind, but now they are about to be reaped.
"Impossible, you should be dead, your soul is integrated..." Death's voice was very strange, "No, you are still dead, that heir, he has manifested you."
The of death screamed frantically, his body swelled and he soon reached the limit.
The golden pattern is like a chain of chains, emitting a thin mist, covering a whole piece of black completely.
"The gods will punish him, to be exact, to destroy him." The sacrificial voice slowly said that his faith in the gods is firm, even if there is a contradiction in the presence of Fanlin.
The golden haze was completely restrained after a brief flashing. A woman in golden armor stood in front of the crowd. The golden spear and the shining shield were the same as in the memory.
This is Athena, the only remaining in Greece.
Fanlin's eyes widened.
Athena's eyes seemed to contain the brilliance of a world, dazzling gold everywhere, attached to her armor and skin.
Athena's lips moved slightly, "You still haven't escaped the palm of my hand, outsider."
A kind of sacred majesty is mixed in it, as if it contains a supreme law, if this is for them, it is no less than a fierce spiritual storm.
"Do you think you are successful?" Reaper yelled. Because of emotional fluctuations, Reaper's body was constantly rolling. This reminded Fanlin of liquid bombs. If you are not careful, Reaper will explode like those hot weapons. They blew up completely.
"It seems that your consciousness has evolved completely. Compared to the previous year, it seems that you have broken away from the rank of lower-level creatures."
"I'm a lower-level creature, then what are you, the shreds killed by the lower-level creature?" Death smiled, his body constantly twisting.
"Here, you can't get rid of it." Athena said, her cold tone without any emotion.
"You will still die in my hands." Death said, "It's like these prohibitions from you, don't you know it, I am not as weak as you think."
After all, a huge amount of energy erupted in the death god's body, and the bomb was finally about to detonate. Even Sirius, who had always been insensitive, was aware of the explosive power in the death god's body.
"Quickly go!" Dumbledore said, with a light touch of his hand, and a silver brilliance enveloped everyone in an instant.
Like the crisp sound of a whip whipping the air, Dumbledore's reaction was quick. He took a few people out in the first place. This was undoubtedly very risky, but it was also the quickest way.
A flower flashed before Fanlin's eyes, and then a few people came to the edge of the small world.
It's like the most pinnacle thermal weapon of mankind has been played on the TV~EbookFREE.me~ The black mushroom cloud rises up in the center of the small world in an instant.
Incidentally, the entire space began to shake, the space barriers of the small world were beaten to pieces in an instant, and the huge black air wave came in front of everyone in a blink of an eye.
"Hold my hand," Dumbledore said, and Van Lin held Dumbledore's palm with his backhand. Dumbledore needed magical support. For this, Van Lin was very clear.
For a moment, the spell cast by Fanlin overlapped with the spell cast by Dumbledore, but the bright blue barrier did not take care of what he had imagined under such a large-scale explosion.
The earth was shaking, and the fragments of sand and stones swept over, and gradually, the barriers of the two practicing hands began to appear cracks.
Some sharp sands whizzed past through the barrier of magic, like the sharpest knives, leaving a wound on Fanlin's body in an instant.
However, this is only the beginning. Dumbledore has tried his best to smash it. Sirius protected the sacrifice, using his magic and body. However, they are like sailboats on the cusp of waves. If you are not careful, you will be submerged by the ocean .