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52 Alien Contact(2/2)

"Compared to us weak gods who have been forgotten in the dust of history, the existence of some gods has never weakened with the passage of time, such as the God of Death.

As the supreme god in this world, it has the right to decide life and death. Although you stabbed the knife into his body, his soul is not in the body. As long as you do not cut off the connection between the body and the soul, you can

You can never kill him. His soul can control that body like a marionette from an unknown and safe place."

"Isn't that just immortality?" Hoffa was horrified.

"Everything is relative. You can say that he is immortal, or you can say that he is actually dead a long time ago. What you are fighting is just an empty puppet."

Puppet... This statement made Hoffa shudder. He thought of his first meeting with Mance in Paris and the several secret confrontations that followed. This lively and ruthless guy didn't look like a puppet at all.

However, he suddenly remembered that before he fought with Dominic, Dominic once asked him whether Grindelwald had given him immortality.

If Mance was sent by Grindelwald to capture Chloe, then the person who took away his soul was undoubtedly Grindelwald, because only he possesses the Deathly Hallows and the Elder Wand. So...

Is this the power of immortality that Dominic talks about?

While he was thinking, the monster in the glass ball looked at him calmly, without making any sound, and seemed not to read his thoughts.

"Tell me how to defeat him?"

Hoffa asked: "You must know the way."

"You know the answer, you don't have to ask me."

The little monster in the glass ball suddenly circled and closed, as elegant as a mimosa, "Also, as a partner, Hoffa Bach. I advise you to find something to wear. Someone is coming."

"I know? I know why I still ask you...?"

Hoffa shook the glass ball and tried to continue communicating with it. But the light of the glass ball disappeared and the little monster turned into a pile of black seeds and ignored him. At the same time, there were dense and hurried footsteps behind him.
Chapter completed!
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