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Chapter 149: Chapter 149 Invincible Andros

Abattoir was already in shock looking at the otherworldly general scene in front of him, and now that he heard Newt\'s words, he almost stared his eyes out.

"Malaka! You\'re telling me this is a daemon?!"

He stared at the tall, silver-white giant with glazed eyes, unable to believe that a daemon could reach such an exaggerated size no matter what.

"I don\'t know ...," Newt also shook his head somewhat bewildered, "I merely deduced it from the viewing, color and qualities of this giant. It\'s the same as a daemon in every way except for its size ... but I\'m still not sure it\'s a daemon."

"I don\'t think it\'s a daemon ... The size is too outrageous." Abattoir waved his head back and forth, making it clear that he didn\'t trust Newt\'s judgment.

However, at this time, seeing the reaction of both Newt and Abbottel Dracula hooked the corner of his mouth with amusement:

"There\'s nothing not to believe, this is the Guardian God spell!"

"What?!" Abbottel was shocked, "You can\'t scare me, Your Excellency Dracula ... How could there be a daemon of this magnitude? You must be joking with me right?"

"No, it seems like there really have been daemons as big as giants in history ...," Newt suddenly spoke up, interrupting Abbottel\'s astonishment, "I remember that there was a very famous sorcerer a long time ago --"

"He was called Andros the Invincible!"

"Did you say Invincible Andros?"

The two men said, almost in unison.

"But Mr. Scamander ...," Abbottel wiped the beads of sweat from his bare head, "even though I would love to believe in the great sorcerers of our Greek antiquity, even a being like Andros could not cast a daemon as big as a mountain, right?"

"Who knows about the past." Newt murmured softly.

With that, he suddenly opened a button on top of his old suitcase and opened his mouth to shout inside:

"Teddy, help me get the chocolate frog picture Rolf left in your nest!"

"What are you ..." Abbottel looked at Newt in confusion.

"I suddenly remembered that my youngest grandson likes to collect chocolate frog paintings, and he has a collection of them all secretly hidden away by Sniff." Newt smiled as he explained, "Inside that set of pictures were cards about the invincible Andros."

Within moments, a small yellow paw peeked out from the crack of Newt\'s old leather suitcase.

This little paw very skillfully picked its way along the seam of the leather case, found another snap, and casually popped it up.

Another, equally small paw then reached outside the case and lifted the leather case up an opening.

A small creature with a long duckling-like beak, bright black eyes, and covered in black fluff poked its head out of the crate.

"Is that a sniffer?" Abbottel peeked his head over curiously.

"Yeah, Teddy\'s pretty big for his age, and even helped me steal the Blood Alliance from Grindelwald\'s hands back in the day." A touch of reminiscence surfaced in Newt\'s eyes, and he reached out his hand to gently stroke the black fluff on Sniff\'s body.

"Ah, this is that legendary Sniff back then." Abattoir looked at Sniff in Newt\'s arms with reverence.

"Did you bring over what I asked you to bring?" Newt gently stroked Sniff\'s head, and a smile like an old mother\'s couldn\'t help but spread across his face as he said gently.

Sniffy Teddy nodded proudly.

Newt reached out his hand, and then tried to take out the chocolate frog drawing that Rolf had left behind from the pocket in front of Sniff\'s belly.

Instead, Teddy ended up covering his stomach and in turn extended a small paw to Newt.

Newt shook his head out of laughter and took out two gold coins from his own coat pocket and stuffed them into Sniff\'s little paw.

Sniff\'s paw wasn\'t big enough to grab the two gold coins at once, so Teddy had to lift his other paw, which was covering his pocket, and hold the two gold coins handed over by Newt in the middle of his two paws.

Newt took this opportunity to reach into the pocket on the front of Sniff\'s tummy, from which he pulled out a whole set of Chocolate Frog Picture Pads.

These pentagonal, flower-printed sheets were blue in color overall, and the main attraction for Sniff was the shiny gold frame that surrounded the sheets and the gold trim that was set around the periphery.

Newt and Abbottel split up to look inside the chocolate frog picture piece, and within moments, Abbottel was the first to find the great sorcerer from Ancient Greece, the Invincible Andros.

"Invincible Andros (date of birth and death unknown): allegedly the only known sorcerer capable of casting a giant-sized daemon."

Abattoir read into the chocolate frog drawing in his hand.

"That\'s all that\'s described on this card as well, nothing more is recorded." He shrugged at Newt, "A daemon the size of a giant doesn\'t mean a daemon the size of a mountain, does it?"

"Does Professor Dracula know who summoned this daemon?" Newt frowned slightly and looked to Dracula in the driver\'s seat.

"It\'s the same Andros you\'ve all been speculating about." Dracula, who had been watching the show for half a day, raised his eyebrows and let out a light laugh.

"Is it really the invincible Andros?!" Abattoir changed his previous skeptical attitude and his expression became very excited, "I told you, our Greece must still be saved, an invincible character like Andros is still alive! Wow, he\'s so invincible!"

"Whether Andros is invincible or not I don\'t know, anyway I know he must be very happy ..."

Dracula\'s ghostly voice came from the front seat.

A rare expression of envy surfaced in the eyes of this Black Magic Defense Arts professor.

"I really don\'t know how that guy\'s brain circuits grew, after such a long time has passed, this daemon in turn is getting bigger and bigger." Dracula chanted to himself.

Without realizing it, the silver car landed on the ground as smooth as water.

Dracula, Newt and Abbottel stepped out of the car together and stepped on the ground, causing a circle of ripples like water waves.

In front of them was a complex of buildings with a strong ancient Greek style, most of which were built with hard stones, almost as one.

The dignified and elegant roofs and flat floors were connected by many stone pillars, which were stacked on top of each other with drum-shaped blocks, connected by mortise and tenon joints or metal pins. Even the walls are made of stone blocks, with fine flatness and tight joints.

The entire complex was extremely tall and grand, full of the vicissitudes of history.

The silver light shone on the clean white stones, accentuating a majestic, beautiful and shocking sense of atmosphere.

Any person would feel their own insignificance when facing this group of buildings, however, if compared to the silver-white giants next to the buildings, even such a tall and grandiose group of buildings was as contrasting as a human facing this piece of architecture.

Unlike before sitting in the car flying high in the sky, can barely glance at the whole picture of the giant.

Now standing on the ground, can only see the giant\'s pair of extremely abstract silver-white feet, and even can only see like a high wall like the side, can not see the surface of the feet.

If the silver-white giant was the only source of light in this world, then it was as if there was an aura in the middle of the complex that was capable of annihilating the source of light, and it was impossible to see what exactly existed behind the empty stone pillars.

But whenever the sight tried to go deeper into the interior of the building, one would always feel a feeling of heart seasons welling up in one\'s heart.

Dracula, of course, was not included in this.

Not only did he look into the building, he even tried to walk in.

"Hey - Andros, where are you people?" Dracula shouted as he walked inside a stone temple.

A black aura emerged from the middle of that temple and circled around him, as if it wanted to erode away the visitor who had stepped inside the building without permission.

Dracula glanced at the black aura and casually slapped it away, exiting this temple.

He then walked towards the next building.

Just after he had turned around three or four buildings, a tall man wearing a white costume similar to a wraparound robe with bare shoulders approached from the distance.

"Ah, Dracula, my old friend!" He laughed out loud and stretched his arms out to Dracula, "It\'s been such a long time since we\'ve seen each other!"

The tall man had long, curly red hair that was tied into a braid at the back of his head, and a silver tie that cinched the curls in front of his forehead.

He had a high nose that almost touched his brow bone and a very comical red mustache on his face.

"Slow down!" Dracula suddenly reached out and held the man back, "Don\'t touch me if you\'re not even properly dressed! Who knows if you\'ve had a shower in all these years."

The man\'s open arm froze in the air and a very comical expression of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Come on, I\'m just a half-dead soul body now, relying on the daemon to renew my life, how would I need something as useless as a bath?" He reacted quickly and immediately propped his hands behind his head, comparing it to a rambling gesture, "I think you\'re just simply jealous of me!"

"Why would I be jealous of you?" Dracula said through gritted teeth.

"Hahahahaha, didn\'t you want to learn this optimistic mindset from me centuries ago?" The man said smugly, "You guys, you think about having fun all day long, but you end up feeling bored with everything. This kind of mentality just isn\'t right!"

"Then tell me, within the hundred years that the two of us haven\'t seen each other, how have you managed to maintain this kind of mentality in this kind of late-footed place?" Dracula asked casually, skimming his lips.

"You see, by confining Helpo\'s evil soul inside this complex with a daemon, I can play hide-and-seek with him every day - sometimes I win, and I find Helpo and beat his soul so badly that he loses the strength to screw up... ..."

"Sometimes he wins, and he manages to hide so I can\'t do anything about it. But even when I lose, I can\'t stop being happy at the thought that if I find him just once, I\'ll be able to beat him to his weakest state all at once! Hahahahahaha!"

Dracula looked at him with a very complicated expression, wanting to speak.

"How can I put it? Your joy is just too ... plain." He pondered for a long time before saying, "Andros, it\'s been two thousand years, right, doing this kind of repetitive things every day, don\'t you really feel bored?"

"Get used to it and enjoy it." Andros smiled, "Especially since something went wrong a while ago, causing Helpo\'s power to increase by a large margin all of a sudden."

His smile tightened a bit, "Is it possible to see something out there? We had quite a battle earlier."

"Well, Olympus is now surrounded by a mist, and every now and then there\'s the glow of your daemon, including the black aura that Helpo brought with him leaking out." Dracula nodded, "What happened here?"

"I don\'t know what son of a bitch had nothing better to do than take out the Dementors out there!" Andros suddenly cursed, "Things like Dementors that are born in the midst of negativity will slowly put together a new one even if it breaks into crumbs."

"That guy Helpo got his power from somewhere, able to absorb the power of the Dementors that were killed off, preventing the Dementors from regenerating while at the same time instead turning the Dementors\' power to his use."

"It\'s outrageous, this time I saw him suddenly absorb the power of hundreds of Dementors, I almost didn\'t watch him and let him run away!"

Andros was filled with righteous indignation, "If I dare to find out which one of these bastards did this, I\'ll be sure to give him a few hard slaps on the face!"

Just then, he raised his head to look at Dracula, and suddenly realized that Dracula\'s face became ugly.

"Eh ... it can\'t be that guy who isn\'t a thing is you, right?" Andros asked dully.

"It\'s not me, Andros!" Dracula glared at him fiercely, "Come on, weren\'t you going to greet me with a few hard slaps?"

"That\'s what you said, then I\'m coming ..." Andros instantly got excited and made a motion of rolling up his sleeves, looking eager to try.

But looking at Dracula\'s increasingly stern eyes, he didn\'t dare to do it after all.

"Alright, just kidding." He patted Dracula\'s shoulder, "As long as you help me deal with this dog Helpo, I\'ll forget about it, how about it?"

Dracula glared at him once more, slapping the hand on his shoulder down before nodding.

"Fine." He said.

"Let\'s go then!" Andros said with gusto, "The sooner we solve the problem of Helbo, the sooner we remove the vision from Olympus!"

Just as the two of them were about to walk towards the depths of this ancient Greek style complex, a weak voice suddenly sounded behind Dracula-

"Lord Dracula, what were you guys talking about just now, why can\'t we understand it ..."

Dracula then remembered that he didn\'t come alone this time, there was also a Magical Zoologist and a Greek Minister of Magic in the car!