Chapter 55: Chapter 53 Peter defeat
"Boom!"
Peter, whose strength had not yet fully recovered, was punched hard by "Goyle" and then flew away without waiting for the opponent to get up.
After breaking the transformation spell, a broken mirror suddenly appeared in front of Peter.
next moment
When the mirror fell to the ground, Peter's figure had disappeared, leaving only the fierce collisions and curses coming from the mirror on the ground.
"Goyle" stepped towards John's direction.
"Goyle" looked ferocious: "The soul of a person who commits sacrifice cannot enter heaven!"
John kept singing.
"Go through suffering until the blood runs out and the breath is swallowed"
"Safely released to heaven"
"If I could do this"
"When the world shall pass away according to the will of the Lord"
"Standing before the judgment seat of my God and my Savior"
"I can be calm and fearless"
"Waiting peacefully for him to call my name..."
A sneer of rejection appeared at the corner of John's blood-stained mouth, and at the moment "Goyle" roared angrily, he punched him again.
The last calm sigh, accompanied by the anxious exclamations from Professor McGonagall and others outside the battle, instantly seemed to be the only remaining voice in the world.
"Amen~"
"Pfft!"
"NO!!!"
"Boom!"
"Goyle's" terrifying attack was accompanied by splashes of bricks and stones on the floor, and it hit John's small body hard under everyone's gaze.
The golden cross dagger had already been pierced into the latter's chest.
Blood gushed out from the knife edge.
"John!" Professor McGonagall was shocked and was about to rush to rescue John.
However, she was instantly pressed to the ground by a sudden and terrifying sense of oppression. She could only look at the position of the deep hole that had sunk in with difficulty.
The older cat lady was looking at John, whom she had personally brought into the wizarding world.
In such an almost tragic way, he was buried in front of himself. Under the double torment of self-blame and pain, his tears finally became uncontrollable at this moment.
Pansy opened her mouth stupidly, looking at John who was already punched into the ruins by "Goyle"'s fist, and his mind went blank.
John said "Get out of here quickly" at that time, as well as the other person's handsome and resolute face.
Like a virus, it completely spread in Pansy Parkinson's mind at this moment.
"John!" Harry Ronald and others were also shocked.
And it was precisely at this moment that a familiar sound like wind chimes suddenly came faintly, accompanied by the sound of Sanskrit singing in the church.
"..."
Waves of ethereal and melodious sounds, like the gentle singing of angels, suddenly sounded in the ruins of Slytherin's dormitory.
Just a moment ago, "Goyle" had a proud and ferocious look on his face.
The next moment, waves of resistance began to come from beneath the fist that struck the ground, which frightened him.
Threads of free golden light were like fine threads.
Appearing out of thin air from the surroundings, they blinked towards the direction of the deep pit and gathered together.
In just a few breaths, they gathered into a bright ocean of holy light.
"May the Lord listen to my prayers, may the Lord have mercy on the suffering, may the Lord forgive my cowardice"
"May the gates of heaven welcome the wandering souls of the martyrs..."
John repeated it like a murmured prayer, causing Professor McGonagall and others, who were almost desperate, to get up from the ground in excitement.
Even Dumbledore couldn't help but look expectantly in the direction where the golden light was gathering.
As the golden light gradually expanded, a figure dressed in silver with golden religious patterns, gorgeous and full of sacred solemnity, slowly stood up.
The holy light wrapped around the opponent's body is like an invisible protective spell.
He was easily pushed up by that person.
"So, that's John? He, why did he become so big all of a sudden?!"
Above the original position of John, the figure that stood up again was about 1.8 meters tall.
He is completely within the height range of an adult male.
"May the Lord listen to my prayers, may the Lord have mercy on the suffering, may the Lord forgive my cowardice"
"May the gates of heaven welcome the wandering souls of the martyrs..."
John's voice, a soft prayer coming from the masked knight's helmet, sounded to the "Goyle" in front of him at this moment, like a demonic sound.
"Ahhh!"
Amidst the painful roar, a black shadow was visible to the naked eye, struggling crazily in Goyle's body.
"Pfft!"
The original golden cross dagger in his hand turned into a dark golden dagger at some point.
As John's figure rushed forward instantly.
It pierced into "Goyle's" body.
Unlike the previous injuries that could be recovered quickly after being attacked by Dumbledore and the others, the golden holy light began to spread crazily on the wound on "Goyle's" leg like tarsal maggots.
And it was precisely with the appearance of this wound.
Everyone clearly discovered that the demon existing in "Goyle" was struggling even more crazily.
John kept swinging the dagger in his hand.
The shock of the rich holy light, along with the repeated spells in John's mouth, made "Gower" who was unreasonably strong before, instantly fall into a suppressed situation.
After a while, the physical body of "Goyle" finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Finally there was a roar and he fell to the ground on his back.
John stepped on the opponent's chest with one foot wearing a silver boot.
"John Constantine, do you think you won? Do you think you can really defeat me?"
"I am immortal! But you, you will die soon!"
The devil's voice with its own reverberation effect reaches everyone's ears.
Female professors like McGonagall and Sprout, who had a special admiration for John, couldn't help but burst into tears when they heard this. They covered their mouths in pain and let out bursts of sobs.
And even Dumbledore, looking at the messy Slytherin dormitory area around him, felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.
This feeling of powerlessness with no hope at all was something he had never experienced before when facing his best friends, the first Dark Lord Grindelwald, and Voldemort.
John was silent.
However, it was precisely this silence that made the demon in "Goyle" seem to find a target for attack instantly.
"John Constantine! You have never tarnished the name of your ancestors, but...you who used your life as a sacrifice and were martyred to deal with me are destined to be unable to enter the kingdom of heaven!"
"No matter how many people you save, no matter how many people you save, you can also eliminate the existences from hell like us."
"You're going to die soon! Hahahaha!"
Looking at "Goyle" with his mouth open and laughing, his mouth was covered with black blood, and even his gums and gums exuded a foul odor.
John still said nothing.
But under the latter's gaze, he suddenly took off a glove made of fine silver chains on one hand.
The moment the gloves were separated from John's body, they instantly disintegrated into dots of golden light and dissipated in mid-air.
The next moment, John suddenly cut his finger with the dagger in his hand.
Stained with his own blood, he suddenly drew a scarlet cross symbol on the chest of "Goyle".
A somewhat sarcastic voice came from behind the masked helmet.
"I committed suicide and was martyred. It is true that I cannot enter heaven, but... who told you that you would also go back to hell?"
"Goyle" was instantly shocked.
An ominous premonition arose in Goyle's heart following his movements.
"what are you up to?!"
John smiled coldly and suddenly waved to Harry and the others who were stunned not far away.
"Harry, you guys come here, this guy can't resist for the time being... We must save him now!"
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