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Chapter 449 Death Sickle 【Subscription】

Seeing the curved blade of the sickle slowly falling towards the ground, a blaze of fire flashed in Amber's eyes.

However, he knew that now was not the time to covet the Deathly Hallows.

Almost instantly, Amber suddenly raised her foot.

The soles of the feet turned into the sharp claws of thestrals, stomping fiercely on Death's chest.

Many of Amber's Animagus forms cannot be used in the spirit state-.

However, thestrals do not belong to this category.

Thestrals are essentially bridges between the living and the underworld. Legend has it that the chariot of the god of death is pulled by thestrals.

Therefore, thestrals are rare magical animals that can function in the soul cemetery.

When Amber's whole body turned into a thestral, it was a powerful kick. The God of Reaper stepped back again and again.

At this time, the scarlet pupils of the god of death still revealed unbelievable surprise and astonishment.

He has never encountered such a situation.

Even back then, the three Peverell brothers made him feel the only great insult in his life.

That was nothing more than a conspiracy by the three brothers to deceive him.

The majestic god of death, Donne, has never been stepped on his chest since the moment he was born.

This sudden change made Death God not respond for a while.

However, at the moment when the god of death was stunned.

Amber, however, rushed towards the death scythe like an arrow leaving the string.

At the same time, Amber's hand reached out fiercely towards his heart.

The sharp claws tore open his pericardium abruptly and deeply, and took out a pocket watch with front and back sides from the center of his heart.

This is the only backhand brought by Amber's entry into the soul cemetery this time.

With Amber's meticulous character, how could it be possible that when she entered the territory of the god of death, she did not leave a means of escape.

He didn't even carry a wand, the only thing he carried was this pocket watch that could travel through time and space.

This was originally something Amber had the courage to let himself escape from Ascension, but now he has a more important use.

Think like this. Amber's palm pressed hard against the two sides of the dial.

In an instant, a phoenix danced inside the dial, and the flames almost spread across the entire surface.

On the other side, the Ouroboros spun around, as if it was about to swallow its own tail into its belly.

Under Amber's full urging. The pocket watch suddenly burst out with unprecedented power.

However, when the pocket watch is about to drag everything around it into the time and space travel.

Amber slammed the palm of her hand violently, and slammed the pocket watch fiercely at the curved blade of the sickle that was about to fall to the ground.

"No!"

Seeing Amber's actions, the Grim Reaper was furious.

However, when he roared and wanted to float over to snatch the curved blade of the sickle, it was too late.

The pocket watch suddenly burst into intense light, covering the curved blade of the sickle in midair.

Then in a burst of flickering.

Along with the pocket watch, the curved sickle blade disappeared into this time and space.

Seeing the curved blade of the sickle disappearing suddenly, Reaper raised his remaining left hand in vain, and scratched in mid-air.

However, it just caught an empty space.

The god of death felt that the curved blade, which had been inseparable from him for thousands of years, had lost all contact at this time.

It was as if he had never owned him before.

Having discovered this, the Grim Reaper couldn't help looking at Amber not far away.

At this time, in his eyes, there was no longer the indifference and ruthlessness before.

It was replaced by overwhelming anger.

For a moment, the whole body of Death God was shrouded in black mist.

Even half of the soul cemetery, at this time, is no longer the pale scene before.

Instead, it was shrouded in countless black mist and lightning, as if entering the doomsday.

At this time, Amber laughed out loud.

He stretched out his hand suddenly, and pulled out the death cloak in his body.

Draped on the body, with thestral-like wings stretched out from the back, it suddenly spread.

A meteor streaked across the midair, and rushed towards the direction he came from.

Seeing the cloak of the god of death, the pupils of the god of death shrank suddenly, as big as the tip of a needle.

"It's you, you're that Cadmus!"

"Hahaha"

Amber's laughter came from the distant sky, and there was deep disdain in the laughter.

"Dorne, the god of death, this is a little interest."

"No need to thank me, see you later!"

As soon as the voice fell, Amber's figure disappeared into the distant sky.

The god of death was thinking of chasing after him, but just when he reached out his hand, trying to control Amber with the mighty power of the graveyard of souls.

But he was surprised to find that under his detection, there was no trace of Amber.

·Ask for flowers...

"Damn it, my cloak!"

The god of death Donne cursed secretly, but in desperation he could only shake his body, and the black garden disappeared instantly.

Floating under the black mist.

Within a few flashes, Donne, the god of death, came behind Amber.

"Hey, I got you!"

A sharp laugh sounded, and Death Dorn's left hand hovered above Amber's head.

However, just as the withered left hand of Dorne, the god of death, was about to touch Amber's back.

In midair, a warm light instantly enveloped Amber's body.

In an instant, Amber disappeared before his eyes.

Seeing Amber disappearing suddenly, Dorn, the god of death, clenched his teeth.

"Resurrection Stone..."

Seeing the ray of light disappearing in the mid-air, the teeth of Donne, the god of death, gritted and creaked.

However, this is the authority he promised himself, and even the current Donne has no way to disobey it.

What's more, he also lost the curved blade of the sickle.

This is his only Deathly Hallows.

"Damn Peverell..."

After cursing secretly, the god of death once again tore a gap in the midair.

The figure of the black mist is hidden in the gap, slowly closing.

The soul cemetery once again regained its calm.

And on the other side.

Amber's soul returned to the body again.

When Amber stood up slowly, the strange scene around him instantly blinded his eyes.

"How is this going?"

He looked at the Aurors who were scattered all around him.

And being suspended in mid-air, placed in a big shape.

Scrimgeour is constantly being studied by Lilith and Merlin.

Amber asked in astonishment.

"You got your hands on the Ministry of Magic?"

"It's not our fault, brother, they insisted on coming here to make trouble."

After poking Scrimgeour's arm with her wand, Lilith turned her head to look at Amber and retorted.

"If it wasn't for Merlin, you wouldn't be able to come back now.

"Hey, Lilith, this is what I should do!"

Hearing Lilith defending herself, Merlin's face suddenly turned into a chrysanthemum.

Then he turned his head to look at Amber, and asked suspiciously:

"What's going on? Amber, why did you come out so late?".