The full moon shines in the sky.

On a high platform several hundred meters high.

Some kind of boiling emotion breaks through the surface like lava along narrow cracks.

"Gellert Grindelwald!!"

The furious Hoffa laughed and called out the teacher's full name.

At this moment, crimson blood shone in his eyes, his mouth was split straight to the base of his ears, the gorgeous blue robe on his body was instantly stretched by the swelling muscles, and the three rings as bright as flames on his chest spread to his whole body, and his five fingers turned blood red

The scimitar disappeared from the spot in an instant, and appeared in front of the white-haired man in the blink of an eye, tens of meters away.

Wow!!

The white-haired man's long hair was blown by the strong wind, forming a screen behind him.

The young man jumped up high, his body stretched into a bow shape under the moonlight. He twisted his waist, put his five fingers together, and stroked heavily.

Bah!

Fire splattered everywhere.

The five blade-like fingers cut into the thick metal.

He collided with a metal shield. Behind the metal shield were two full-metal knights. They held heavy shields and knelt in front of Grindelwald to block the furious blow.

Hoffa's eyes were bloodshot. Behind the five metal cracks, the man wearing the metal cage tilted his head. Behind the grille, the corners of his old and thin mouth were slightly raised.

"snort."

A huge and condensed spiritual force field rushed through the ceiling like a tsunami.

Click.

Click.

The rubble on the roof that was smashed by Hoffa hung in the air one after another, twisted, expanded, and turned into metal knights. They slowly stood up from the ground, and the horses under their crotches neighed. Then, the metal knights raised their spiral steel guns and stabbed straight.

Hoffa's chest.

On the canopy that was empty just now, dozens of knights attacked the two people who rushed towards the center of the canopy. At the same time, the knight whose shield was cut open by Hoffa transformed into a huge one in the blink of an eye under the influence of the transformation spell.

The iron locks, silver metal flowing, wrapped around Hoffa's swollen arms.

"Grindelwald!!"

Hoffa's body rose again. In the night, a pair of huge blood wings penetrated from his back. His cheeks were split into two pieces, and his mouth was filled with sharp teeth.

boom!!

The iron chain blocking him was torn into pieces by violence, and turned into stone again before it hit the ground.

He did not dodge, and the thorns stabbing his chest came out from his body, and dozens of cavalry stabbed him into a sieve.

However, as the blood spattered, the three rings on Hoffa's chest also cracked open at the same time, turning into a huge mouth.

Click!!

Amidst Hoffa's ferocious laughter at night, the thorn that pierced his chest was bitten into pieces by the huge mouth on his chest.

Mental shock!

All the iron cavalry turned into rubble again.

Behind the shield, Grindelwald's eyes narrowed.

The huge mental force field condensed into a point, the gravel quickly reorganized and deformed, and a suspended silver shield appeared in front of him, as smooth as a drop of water.

"die!"

boom!!

Snap!!

Two huge spiritual force fields collide.

The monster-like Hoffa punched the shield very quickly.

The clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed to both sides, the revelers on the ground were dizzy, and some people had blood pouring from their noses.

A 100-meter unmanned platform.

The round shield like a drop of water was violently smashed into pieces.

Metal fragments flew and turned into stone again before they hit the ground.

All the bones in Hoffa's right arm were instantly shattered, and his arm was bent ninety degrees by the reaction force of years of anger.

A huge fist hit Grindelwald's calm face.

He was punched and sent flying.

The metal cage on his head was smashed directly and pierced into his cheekbone.

It sunk deeply into the ground and flew upside down for dozens of meters.

Blood and brains were splattered all over the smooth mirror-like ceiling, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

"ha!"

Under the moonlight, Hoffa, with his head split open, stretched out his long tongue and licked the blood on his fist, his face full of ferocious pleasure.

The huge gaping hole in his chest also stuck out his tongue, greedily licking the blood from his body.

The shattered right arm bones were repaired in the blink of an eye, and he took a step forward.

But it hit a piece of invisible glass with a loud clang.

He frowned, raised his hand and punched the glass, breaking it.

The space shattered into pieces.

Broken to pieces.

The moon, blood, Grindelwald, the ceiling, and gravel were all shattered to the ground.

After the glass shattered, the moonlight in the sky was still bright, and the crowd on the ground was still reveling.

Grindelwald was still sitting ten meters in front of him.

Just like a few minutes ago, unscathed, as if what Hoffa had just shattered was just an illusion.

Grindelwald held his legs and stood up.

Click.

Click.

At the same time, countless mirrors were erected around Hoffa. In each mirror, there was a Grindelwald, virtual and real, and it was completely impossible to tell which one was real.

"How long has it been since we last met, Hoffa? Three years, fifty-three years, three months, or maybe only three hours, or maybe we have never really met."

The man in the mirror said slowly.

"Grindelwald..."

Hoffa kept turning in circles among the layers of mirrors, trying to find his true body, but there were more and more mirrors.

"Face me!"

He furiously closed his palms, and countless blood-colored thorns stabbed out from the ground. At the same time, his arm transformed into a metal whip and swung it in a circle, cutting off all the lenses on the spot.

But the next second, the lens itself became part of the mirror. After the pieces shattered, Hoffa still stood in front of a pile of mirrors, nothing changed.

Grindelwald in the mirror sighed softly, and said with some sincerity: "I saw your previous transformation. You have grown a lot, and you have even learned to use illusions to confuse the world. But with the power of the God of Night,

It's better not to abuse it, after all, it doesn't belong to you."

"Grindelwald!!"

Hoffa hunched over, holding his head, and stabbed his fingers into his head, letting out an extremely suppressed roar. He closed his eyes, bit his lower lip, and blood flowed into his mouth.

Finally, the emotions that exploded like lava stopped boiling. He calmed down, the fiery three-ring scar on his chest gradually shrank, and the hideous second mouth disappeared.

He pulled out his fingers, his body became shorter and thinner, and finally he turned back into a skinny bald boy.

He sat back on the ground cross-legged.

Meditate with eyes closed.

When he opened his eyes again, all the mirror pieces disappeared.

The only real Grindelwald stood on the edge of the World Cup roof that was more than 100 meters high. The night wind blew through his torn black robe and white hair, making him look a little bleak.

"That's right."

Grindelwald shook the metal cage on his head, stood on the edge of the ceiling, looked at the reveling wizards below, and sighed:

"It's so peaceful and prosperous, Hoffa. In our time, a hundred thousand wizards were together and they would only kill each other to make a bloody mess. How could there be such peace? It's so unreal."

Hoffa stared at him without saying a word.

Grindelwald: "You are here today. It seems that I have to stop. But you can delay me once, and how many times can you delay me?"
To be continued...