Chapter 531 The Sun is in the Sky

"Mike? Is this what you want?"

Dumbledore said slowly. His eyes that looked directly at Mike seemed to have some kind of magic that could see through everything, causing Mike to almost instinctively start the brain occlusion technique.

Unfortunately, even so, the feeling of being seen through still did not disappear.

"Of course."

Mike said with a stiff upper lip.

But Dumbledore shook his head and said with some emotion:

"You are lying."

The atmosphere around him stagnated as soon as he said this, but Dumbledore continued regardless:

"From the first time I saw you, I found that you were a lonely person. Although you later had many friends, many of whom were even comparable to your relatives, the smell of loneliness in you never dissipated, but became even stronger. Mike, answer me, what do you want?"

As soon as Dumbledore said this, the scene immediately fell silent, and Benjamin and others were also aroused by his words, and looked at Mike together.

But Mike, who was watched by everyone, remained silent.

At this moment, his heart was in turmoil.

It's not that he didn't want to answer Dumbledore's question, but he didn't know how to answer it.

Because he himself didn't know what he wanted.

All along, what he wanted was constantly changing.

From simply wanting to go home at the beginning, to later establishing the Freemasonry and pursuing greater interests, to now speaking for all ethnic groups.

He was like a chess piece, constantly being pushed forward by a huge hand.

All of this made him confused and uneasy.

"Maybe this is fate." After a long time, Mike looked at Dumbledore's right hand that was as dry as a chicken claw and said, "You and I are just chess pieces placed on the chessboard by the hand of fate, playing different roles. So... please don't get involved in this matter anymore. This is also for your own good, Dumbledore. With your current physical condition, I'm afraid retirement is your best choice."

"Is that so?" Dumbledore also noticed Mike's gaze. He raised his right hand and stretched his fingers a few times before saying, "But I can't just sit and watch the tragedy happen. People... always have to work hard before it can be considered over." As soon as

Dumbledore finished speaking, an orange-red sun slowly rose from the horizon behind him. The soft sunlight was selflessly thrown on the earth, and everyone who had been eroded by wind and rain all night felt a hint of warmth.

"The long night is gone, and the dawn is coming."

Dumbledore closed his eyes and spoke slowly in a dreamlike voice.

Hearing this, Mike felt a strong sense of uneasiness, and his heart was alarmed. The magic wand in his hand almost instinctively shot out a ball of green light.

But this killing curse, which is said to kill anyone, melted away like ice and snow in the light of dawn, leaving only a breeze blowing on Dumbledore's shrunken face.

"Beware!"

Franklin, Benjamin and others finally realized what was happening. Under their sharp roars, the Los Santos wizards who had been fighting all night regrouped with their tired bodies and propped up a huge golden shield. Countless

colorful spells continued to emerge from them, turning into dense barrages and shooting towards Dumbledore.

But these spells were like the killing curse released by Mike, melting away under the shining of the golden sunlight, and could not hurt Dumbledore at all.

"Professor Dumbledore, do we have to be like this? This should be your last strength, right? Wouldn't it be better to keep this strength and live two more years?"

Mike said slowly with an expressionless face, and Dumbledore sighed softly:

"As you said, on this chessboard called history, we each play a different role, and this may be my role."

After that, the elder wand appeared silently on Dumbledore's right hand that was like a chicken claw.

With Dumbledore's fierce wave, the originally soft sunlight behind him suddenly became dazzling, and under the shining of this bright light, the temperature around him began to rise rapidly.

"Such a powerful force was not used against Voldemort, but was used on me? Haha, this is really ironic!" Mike lowered his head and muttered to himself, with a slightly lost expression on his face, but soon he raised his head, fastened his triangular boat hat on his head and roared firmly,

"Arthur! Let's go!"

"Okay!"

Two crisp sword sounds echoed, and Mike and Arthur, one on the left and one on the right, each dragged a long silver light and rushed towards Dumbledore!

Seeing this, Dumbledore opened his arms and slowly floated up in a hug, and with his movements, the sun behind him slowly rose to the zenith, emitting layers of ring-shaped halos behind him.

Under the shining of this golden sun, Dumbledore's white hair began to become transparent, and his skinny body gradually became plump.

All this, coupled with his soft expression and the vague holy sound that could be heard around him, directly set off Dumbledore like a god descending from the earth!

"Ha! Just killed Thor, now here comes the God of Light?"

Mike said with a serious expression.

In a sense, what he said was not wrong. A legendary wizard like him who has mastered the control of natural elements can indeed be called a god.

But it really surprised Mike that a legendary wizard like Dumbledore, who was almost exhausted, could still do this.

He always felt that this battle might not be so easy to resolve.

The fact was just as he expected. After Dumbledore rose to a high altitude, the scorching sun behind him suddenly became stronger again, and the temperature around him, which had already been raised, rose again. The trees on the ground that survived the previous battle also began to spontaneously combust!

Franklin and others on the ground were also in a difficult situation. The golden shield constructed by all the protections could only protect against spells and physical damage, but there was no way to deal with this pure temperature increase.

At the same time, the scorching sun also threatened Franklin and others. Under the dazzling sun, many wizards were sunburned and blinded, forcing them to temporarily stop attacking and constantly use clear spring water and phantom stone slabs to cool down and provide shade.

On the other side, Mike and Arthur were still charging towards Dumbledore firmly.

But facing the offensive of the two of them, Dumbledore in the sky just shook his head lightly and said with some regret:

"It's useless."

"Boom!"

The next moment, he pointed the wand in his hand, and accompanied by a roar, a pure white beam of light suddenly shot out, illuminating a deep charred pit on the ground, with magma splashing in it!

Mike and Arthur didn't understand what Dumbledore was going to do at first, but soon their faces changed.

Because the beam of light shining on the ground didn't seem to disappear at all, but was held in Dumbledore's hand, and waved like a sword of the scorching sun!

"wtf!"

Mike cursed, and could only change his route of action and start dodging, and Arthur on the side had a similar reaction.

They both knew that although the shields on their bodies were very strong, and the combat suits they wore also had a certain degree of resistance to high temperatures and strong ultraviolet rays, which could temporarily withstand the scorching sun, even if they were swept by the Sword of the Sun, they would definitely not be able to survive!

Now the situation became difficult.

Under the pressure of the Sword of the Sun, Mike and Arthur could not get close to Dumbledore at all, and the temperature around them continued to rise under the scorching sun. Franklin was almost unable to hold on! During

this period, Mike and Arthur had tried to attack Dumbledore with long-range attacks.

But the Sun seemed to have some kind of magic-breaking means. Any spell or supernatural power could not exist for a second under its illumination, and even Arthur's slashing could not break through the irradiation of the Sun. Compared

with Voldemort's fancy and endless weird attacks, Dumbledore's attacks could be said to have no skills at all.

This was so straightforward, simple and crude.

But this method is much stronger than Voldemort's, which makes Mike have no way to deal with it.

Mike is basically desperate now. At first, he wanted to try to delay Dumbledore to death by delaying time, but it turns out that this method is ineffective, because if Dumbledore really can't last too long, he will try his best to kill him and Arthur directly, but he didn't do it. From the fact that he slowly waved the light column but didn't kill him, the other party seemed to want to capture him alive.

Wait, capture him alive?

Mike suddenly paused and was stunned for a moment.

At this time, the giant sword of light was sweeping quickly in his direction.

Seeing that Mike was about to be hit by the giant sword of light, a strange thing happened. The giant sword of light seemed to be afraid of directly killing Mike. At the moment when it was about to contact Mike, it suddenly changed direction and passed by Mike! It was not until

this time that Mike came back to his senses. He looked at the crooked charred sword mark beside him and nodded thoughtfully.

His guess was right, so should he escape?

If he let everyone present use their lives to help him delay time, he might escape.

But... is it really worth it?

You know, Dumbledore has been letting Franklin and his men go so far, but if he really did that, Dumbledore would probably not show mercy to Franklin and his men anymore. Dumbledore is such a cruel person, he would definitely do such a thing. In other

words, whether it is Franklin or Arthur, they are actually just hostages, hostages who trapped him

, Mike, here. He suddenly turned his head to look at Franklin and others who were struggling under the scorching sun behind him. Mike gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision.

"Arthur, I will hold Dumbledore back for a while, you take Franklin and the others to retreat first."

"What did you say?"

Arthur, who was trying to pierce the sword, had a flash of surprise on his face when he heard this. He really doubted whether he had heard it wrong.

But then Mike continued:

"Dumbledore's current state can't block a large area of ​​space. You only need to run a distance and then you should be able to use the portkey to escape."

"This is impossible! Dumbledore won't let us go!"

"He will! Because his target has always been me, and you are just a by-product!"

"That's even worse! You can't..."

"This is an order!"

Mike suddenly shouted loudly.

Arthur was stunned for a moment, and finally put down the long sword in his hand, and said with some trembling:

"You must survive!"

After that, he turned into a stream of light and ran towards Franklin and others.

Mike nodded expressionlessly, then turned around and looked at Dumbledore in the sky motionlessly.

The other party also stopped his actions, just suspended in the sky and looked at Mike quietly, without any intention of stopping Arthur from leaving.

However, the Sword of the Fiery Sun did not seem to dissipate at all. Instead, it stood silently in the sky, with a bright light on the sword body and faint feathers of light floating around.

Arthur's efficiency has always been very high. In addition, most of the people in the Los Santos Wizarding Corps were trained by him, and the team members had an instinct to obey him, so when he appeared, the whole team quickly began to evacuate to a distance.

Of course, there are always stubborn guys in the crowd, such as Franklin.

Mike knew with his toes that the guy would never abandon him and retreat alone.

However, they obviously couldn't beat Arthur and Mike. After being knocked unconscious by Arthur's sword handle, he could only lie on Arthur's back and retreat.

It is worth mentioning that Benjamin also fished out the fallen Thunderbird from the sea before taking it away, and it seems that he also intends to take it away.

Sensing the team members slowly walking away and finally teleporting away through the portkey, Mike's expressionless face finally showed a smile.

He silently raised the sword, poured all his magic power into the holy sword, and chopped down at Dumbledore in the air!

At the same time, the Sword of the Sun in Dumbledore's hand finally fell down, and collided fiercely with the sharp blade in Mike's hand!

Under the slash of the Sword of the Sun composed of pure light energy and heat energy, Mike's attack was instantly shattered like a mantis blocking a car, and then the Sword of the Sun slashed at the position where Mike was without any hindrance!

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a huge explosion, large pieces of dust were thrown into the sky by the terrifying impact force, and even the earth was shaking!

But when the dust settled, Mike was lying in a huge deep pit without any injury. Except for the open space where he was, there was surging magma all around.

Seeing this, Dumbledore in the sky finally breathed a sigh of relief.