LRAB Chapter 744: 'Death Comes”
Chapter 744: 'Death Comes”
Chapter 744: “Death Comes”
“Jerry, with your wisdom, you should not follow this legend.” Dumbledore stood up; the expression on his face had changed.
In his mind, Jerry was a genius wizard who had surpassed him in strength in just a few years. He was definitely not the kind of person who would believe this.
He didn’t expect Jerry to believe that nonsense legend. By collecting the three items, one can become the master of Death and dominate the world.
This really disappointed him. Could it be that Jerry had the same ambitions as Voldemort?
Jerry looked at Dumbledore and knew what he was thinking without having to guess. He explained, “Principal, it’s not what you think it is. Of course, I don’t believe that by collecting the items, I can become the master of Death, and I have no interest in dominating the world.”Điscover new chapters on
“If I want to, I could do it as no one can stop me from it, and there is no need to resort to this unreliable legend. I just want to see if I can find Death, as I have something to talk to him about.”
After saying that, Jerry unlocked the Protego Charm. Dumbledore and Grindelwald felt Jerry’s terrifying magical aura, and their eyes widened at the same time.
What a terrifying magical aura that was. Even Dumbledore and Grindelwald were so frightened by the aura that their hair stood on end. They felt that Jerry didn’t even need to cast a magic spell at this time. He could kill them just by relying on his aura.
At this moment, they understood that what Jerry said might not be a lie but the truth. With the strength he was showing now, there was no need to lie to them. After proving his words with his strength, Jerry put away his magic.
“I believe you. But even if you collect all three of them, nothing will happen. It may just be a legend.” Dumbledore handed the Elder Wand to Jerry.
“After so many years, another idiot finally collected items.” Death with the scythe burst into laughter as soon as he appeared, and his skull mouth made a clicking sound because of his laughter.
Dumbledore and Grindelwald, feeling the powerful aura exuded by Death, immediately froze on the spot, and the fear in their hearts was amplified. Jerry touched his chin like a normal person, looked up and down at Death in front of him, and murmured in confusion.
“Why is the God of Death so weak? Isn’t he the God of all Creations?”
In the eyes of Dumbledore and Grindelwald, Death is a powerful being who can take away their souls instantly, but in the eyes of Jerry, Death is unexpectedly weak. Because he could tell that his strength was not at the universe level; at most, it could only be regarded at the heavenly level.
He felt that if Odin were alive, he would be able to defeat him. Compared to Ankhseram, he is worse. He guessed that Death might not be the creator of this world because creating a world like Harry Potter should at least have the strength of a universe-level power.
This disappointed him a bit. Now, he can only see if Death knows where the real God of Creation is.
“You are the one who has collected the three items. Now I declare that you have become a servant, and I will take your soul to hell.” Death looked down at Jerry, raised the scythe in his hand, and said in a condescending tone.
Jerry waved his hand, “Let’s not discuss this now. I want to know, as the God of Death, if you know where the God who created this world is or if you can contact him. I want to talk to him about something.”
“A mortal wants to meet the great God of Creation? You had a better chance to follow me to hell and serve me.”
Upon hearing this, the Death waved the scythe in his hand and took away Jerry’s soul. Dumbledore and Grindelwald saw this and wanted to help, but his aura suppressed them, and they couldn’t move.