"Drink!!"

He roared and stood up like a giant!

Endless power emerged from his limbs and bones, and a white light that looked like substance emerged from his eyes. The overflowing white magic power lifted him up out of thin air. At this moment, the irrational voice was completely isolated.

At this moment, he was unprecedented, surpassing all things, even surpassing gods!

Silby's long red hair was blown up by the power and danced wildly in the air. His face showed sadness, happiness, and sadness, but in the end, he returned to calm.

The God of Dreams floated uneasily in the sky. He looked at the man in the white light and wanted to leave, away from Hoffa, who was like the most unstable bomb. However, Silby held the wand tightly and refused to let it escape.

control.

Floating in the intense white light, Hoffa briefly lost his mind because of this overriding power. However, he soon realized that this was the responsibility entrusted to him by others.

"Now, listen to me..." he said, hoping to convey his voice to those restless people who had just escaped from the dream.

But no one paid attention to his warning. The mahuas who woke up from their sweet dreams were still as panicked as the frightened sheep. They ran around desperately to vent their emotions.

"Now, listen to me!"

He said loudly, using that huge spiritual force field to speak to the world.

But there was still no response. After a short pause, the world was still in a panic, as if the apocalypse was coming, and they were in panic all day long.

Then, Hoffa roared even more angrily: "Now! Listen to me!!"

This time, his mental force field expanded to the limit, and his mental tentacles stabbed every person in the chaos. Along with the extremely powerful mental power, the fanatical and rioting Muggles were quieted down. They listened attentively and listened.

That sudden sound.

On the 10,000-meter-high platform, Hoffa stood up and shouted to the sky: "Stop it!!"

At this moment, the spiritual network he and the Lucid Wizard built together spread all over the world in an instant, connecting everyone's thinking and consciousness. The fanatical irrationality was like a running bull, an extremely wild beast.

The fierce horse was tamed to the ground by the toughest cowboy and suppressed fiercely!

At this moment, the flow curse was amplified to the limit! It was the power of almost all awake wizards in the world, and it was so huge that it was almost indescribable. At this moment, the war and panic in the world were suppressed by the Yihuofa people.

All Muggles and wizards in the world are under his control and will no longer fight each other.

Hundreds of millions of people raised their heads in a daze and took a step forward, as if waiting for Hoffa's next order.

But Hoffa could no longer issue further instructions.

He only possesses the first half of the Heart Flow Curse, and does not know the complete part of the Heart Flow Curse. Although he has controlled the world that fights against each other and established a huge mental network, there is no doubt that this huge power is in his hands.

It is the source of destruction, the purest and most extreme source of destruction.

He lowered his head and stared at Sylby, blood pouring out of his seven orifices.

Silby looked up at him, tilted her head, stretched out three fingers, then took them back, and then took them back again.

three

two

one

The countdown is over.

Hoffa's heart beat violently, and he felt as if something was violently colliding in his chest. There was a fishy, ​​salty smell in his throat, and his whole body was as hot as if it was soaked in burning blood.

After he defeated that irrational voice, more, bigger, more terrifying, mighty magic and spirit surged into his body like a tide, completely unstoppable. This was no longer the case for all awake wizards.

The power is the power of all wizards in the world.

puff!

After he spurted out a stream of blood again, his body could not help but inflate bubbles one after another, making him look abnormally deformed. Inside the bubbles was boiling, endless, wild power! In this

In the monstrous sea of ​​magic, he gritted his teeth and persisted, hoping to calm it down, but it was in vain.

His body expanded involuntarily, and the endless power was in his body, trying to find an outlet. Just like he did in Peru, Paris, and Calcutta, but this time it was different. This time the power was stronger than ever before.

They are all huge, thousands of times bigger, and it is completely impossible to release them through gentle methods.

At this time, Silby came to him. He stroked Hoffa's distorted, huge and deformed face, "Thank you, you have done what you can do, and leave the rest to me."

Hoffa looked at him with red eyes, "You...will...die..."

"We will all die, one day." Silby laughed.

He looked at Sylby's smiling face, his eyes blurred by something. He didn't want to give this power to Sylby just like that, but he knew that he had no choice. There was no turning back arrow when he opened the bow. When he chose to use

The moment he cast the flow curse, he couldn't look back.

Finally, he reached out his hand tremblingly.
Chapter completed!