260 Chapter 60, Under Pressure

On the sea, the speedboat galloped past, and soon approached the huge Scharnhorst battleship in the bottle. During this process, the battleship seemed to be misfired, no longer spewing flames, and soldiers kept jumping off like dumplings.

Neither Ryan nor Tom encountered any further obstacles until they reached the magnificent bottom of the ship.

This sudden atmosphere was like the moment of calm before the storm, which made Ryan uneasy. Just a few minutes ago, the people on that ship were facing an enemy, wishing to blow them into scum.

But Tom Riddle seemed quite calm. He stood at the bow of the boat, his hair fluttering in the sea breeze. In his eyes, those Muggles were just some squirming proteins. As long as he showed a little bit of magic power, they would be wiped out. .

When he was still a hundred meters away from the battleship, he flicked his wand, and immediately Apparated and disappeared in place, appearing on the deck that was located by his sight.

What greeted him were countless black muzzles and thick barrels. All the barrels on the Scharnhorst battleship turned their heads to face the young man who was about to board the deck.

Tom Riddle didn't panic at all, he looked around, and soon found a man with his head down among the neat row of soldiers with tense and solemn expressions.

He was wearing a black and green military uniform with three gold stripes on his shoulders, and he seemed to be of the highest rank.

"Hey, are you the Muggle who is said to have killed the vampire?" Tom Riddle asked quite casually, standing in front.

The man raised his head slowly, allowing Riddle to see his face. It was a strange face. Half of his face had deep nasolabial folds, high cheekbones and blunt eyebrows. He was resolutely brown, while the other half of his face looked strangely like a girl, with supple skin and sharp silver-white pupils. This very different combination put together makes one's scalp tingle.

"It's me, so you just killed my soldiers on the sea?" the half-male, half-female guy asked back.

"Not bad."

Seeing the man's appearance, Riddle subconsciously took a step back. He has gone out with Hogwarts to perform missions many times this year, and has seen all kinds of people. He has never seen such a strange person.

At this time, Ryan also apparated from the sea and came to the deck. When he landed and saw rows of soldiers returning to that man with a strange face, he gasped, "Merlin Beard."

After calming down, Tom Riddle's face returned to normal, it was just a guy with a strange appearance, he didn't care.

On the contrary, it was so many soldiers and this warship hidden in a glass bottle that really made him feel excited and valued. If he could bring this group of people back to Hogwarts and the wizarding world, then he would have a great reputation in the whole of Europe. Reputation in wizarding society goes up more than one notch.

"There are so many soldiers hiding on British soil. I should say that I am too lucky, or you are too unlucky."

After speaking with a smile, he snapped his fingers, and the sea under the battleship suddenly boiled. One by one black snakes emerged from the sea water and climbed up the bulkhead. Their numbers were so large that it was as if a layer of black and red carpet had been laid on the bulkhead of a battleship. The armed soldiers on the battleship all took a step back.

"What kind of magic is this? It looks quite powerful."

Unlike the soldiers, the neither male nor female guy praised instead of retreating.

"Do you want to try it? I'll tell you if I try it."

Tom Riddle asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I want to try it."

The man and woman nodded seriously.

Tom Riddle's expression froze. He never thought that this guy would play cards so unreasonably, and he said seriously that he would give it a try.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost."

He didn't want to get in ink with the other party either, so he immediately pulled out the yew wand, "Chain of chains of snakes!"

Scattered like a carpet of snakes rolled and intertwined on the deck, and soon formed dozens of huge black pythons, heading straight for the soldiers in front.

And the dense artillery fire also rang out the moment Tom Riddle started, all the soldiers fired in unison, the yellow shrapnel was dense like laser lines, and the steel floor was smashed into a sieve in an instant.

Afterwards, the artillery shells on the turret fired at the same time, regardless of their own damage. The steel deck was blasted with countless sharp holes, and the fiery red color drowned out everything that could be seen.

Tom didn't dare to be careless, he stepped back, his wand was retracted behind him, his face was dignified and he raised his arms, a shield with snake patterns appeared, and at the same time one of the combined giant snakes crawled out, circling around to kill Tom. Del is in it. The bullet hit the fleshy giant snake, deeply embedded in it, and countless bloody flowers burst out.

While holding up the shield to resist the attack of the Muggle soldiers, Tom gave orders to Ryan who was also holding the shield next to him: "Hey, Hufflepuff, you go, help me destroy those Muggle weapons."

"What are you doing!?"

Ryan held up the shield and asked loudly under the gunfire. His magic power is not as strong as Tom Riddle, and countless cracks appeared on the shield in the blink of an eye.

"I'll draw fire for you," Tom said.

"real or fake!?"

"Can't you hear me!? Go!"

"Damn it!"

Ryan gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and Apparated and disappeared in place. At the same time, phantom appeared on the turret of the battleship's gun tower, and the gun barrel was tapped with a magic wand. Every time it appeared, one of the gun barrels misfired under the influence of magic. They were either frozen, or knotted under the Transfiguration, and the sound of gunfire exploded from time to time.

Here, Tom supported the shield with one hand and waved his magic wand with the other. The giant snake that fell apart under the gunfire disappeared into smoke, and the black air lingered around the corners of the battleship. Drilled into the facial features and seven orifices of all soldiers. Every time a soldier is possessed by black energy, he will twitch and fall down, and at the same time resume his wailing under the artillery fire, and spit out the snakes.

The battle fell into a scorching stalemate, and after an unknown period of time, the artillery fire ceased.

On a messy deck, there were machine guns, ammunition, shell casings and soldiers' corpses all over the place, and thick smoke billowed from the deck.

Panting, Tom Riddle put down his wand, looked at the only man who was still standing there, and said, "Now, it's your turn."

The extremely chaotic scene just now did not cause much harm to the man and woman. He stood on the spot and clapped his hands, looking at Tom with admiration: "It's really good. In time, you will have a very high level." It’s hard to say what you’ve achieved.”

"You want to make irresponsible remarks to me!?"

Without waiting for another breath, Tom turned his wand upside down and took a strange posture. His eyes became dark, and a black air circled out from under him, and climbed up to the other party very stealthily and quickly. body of.

The weird man entangled in black air withers, turns black, dwarfs, and ages at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, he couldn't stand up and fell to the ground.

"Curse of Slytherin!"

After casting the spell, Tom Riddle sneered, "I respect you enough for a Muggle to let you die under this kind of magic."

The man and woman fell to his knees with a plop, glanced at his withered palm, and nodded. "Really. Really, it was beyond my expectation. Magic, it's really interesting."

"Don't talk big." Tom was disgusted by the strange man's calm appearance, and he said, "Because of my magic, you will never be able to stand up in your life."

After he finished speaking, the skinny old man who fell to the ground stood up from the ground tremblingly, and his body swelled, turned white, and grew like a balloon again, until he returned to normal.

And the Slytherin curse also circled and receded from his body, and returned to Tom Riddle's body from the ground, as if someone had poured back a basin of water.

Staring dumbfounded at the black air returning to his body, Tom was stunned, he would not understand what was going on for a while. He took a step back, a trace of panic flashed across his face, but soon, the panic was replaced by sternness. He raised his palms together, the veins on his forehead and neck popped up, and hissed: "Snake!" !!"

Accompanied by his spell, the corpses of the fallen soldiers suddenly twitched uncontrollably, and every group of muscle fibers from them was stripped from their bodies, turning into black snakes.

They interweave each other into a big net, and they smash down heavily with the momentum of Mount Tai, submerging the monster like waves on the flat ground, the snakes are rolling, and within three breaths, the monster's body is completely swallowed by the snakes and turned into a skeleton. Not a morsel of meat.

After doing all this, Tom was out of breath, and the hand holding the wand was constantly shaking. This kind of high-intensity mass destruction magic seemed to be quite a burden on him, but looking at the strange man who was swallowed into bones by the snakes, he relaxed. tone.

At this time, Ryan who destroyed the turret also came back, Tom spat in disdain, turned his head and said to Ryan: "See, I just have this kind of magic power.

Ryan pointed behind him with a ghostly expression on his face, "No, look!"

A bad premonition rose, and Tom Riddle turned around suddenly, only to find that the bones on the ground that had been gnawed into slag were pieced together little by little. And those black snakes under his control, like regurgitating cud, spit out the flesh and blood they just gnawed.

I saw those snakes spitting out the meat residue from their mouths, each snake spitting out a little bit, some spitting out intestines, some spitting out eyes, those thousands of snakes spitting out a big lump, and every piece of meat spitting out was just right bite down position.

After vomiting, the snakes circled back in a very strange posture, like a movie rewinding, and returned to Tom Riddle's side.

In the end, the man and woman stood in front of them again, looked at the back of his hand, and saw that he was unharmed.

This picture made Tom's mouth open so wide that he could almost stuff three eggs into it, and his jaw almost fell to the ground. He has never seen such a strange scene in the years he has been in the magic world.

The guy sighed: "Are there any other new tricks? To be honest, I'm a little tired of watching them."

"What are you kidding!!?"

In Tom Riddle's roar, the snakes were entwined in every corner of the steel building like a spider web, the strange man was not submerged in the tumbling snakes, clinging tightly to the wall, the air was filled with a disgusting bloody smell. Even Ryan tumbled to the ground under the swell of knee-high snakes, overwhelmed by the snakes.

But the weirdo disappeared out of thin air.

Another weirdo appeared behind Tom Riddle, held his head mercilessly, and pressed Tom Riddle's neck heavily against the steel spikes blasted out by the shell.

boom! !

Tom Riddle reached out and slammed the weirdo behind him, but the weirdo disappeared again. With all his strength, he landed on the steel bulkhead with a click, and he directly broke his hands. Turning around again, the strange man appeared from the other side of him again. He grabbed Tom's wand with one hand, pulled it out, threw his wand far away, and pressed Tom's head against the spikes relentlessly.

"You're not. You're not. What. What Muggles!"

Tom, whose head was held down, looked at the strange man from the side, and squeezed out a few words hoarsely through his teeth.

"Maybe, I'm already close to the gods."

He whispered: "Immortal and immortal, completely self."

He pressed his hand hard, and Tom's face was close to the sharp protrusion on the deck again, and the distance between the eyes and the spike was less than two centimeters.

In the moment of life and death, Ryan in the distance finally struggled to get out of the snakes. He saw Tom being pressed on the spikes and shouted: "Hey, let him go."

As he spoke, he raised his wand and shouted loudly: "All petrified!"

The cyan curse shot out, hitting the weirdo who was holding Tom tightly, making him slightly stiff.

The restrained Tom was furious, he was pressed on the deck and spitting and yelling: "Use your mother's petrification curse! Killing Curse! Killing Curse!! Sixth and Seventh Grade Ava Dasso What the hell are you doing!?"

However, the monster who was hit by the petrification curse really didn't move. Tom's neck stopped just a few centimeters from the sharp bulge in the ground, and stopped.

Tom could almost see the sharp steel bars within two millimeters of his eyes. Suddenly, the choked Tom Riddle suddenly fell to the ground, and for some unknown reason, the man stumbled back a few steps. Tom, who had lost his life, took the opportunity to kick the ground continuously, retreating continuously on the ground, and stopped after retreating ten meters away, staring in horror at the strange man and woman in the distance.

I saw him standing there, looking at the height of the gun tower of the Scharnhorst battleship with his head, twitched twice, with a slightly confused expression.

After that, he immediately disappeared in place, leaving only the corpses of soldiers on the ground, and Tom Ryan who was still in shock.

For a long time, Tom and Ryan didn't move, as if they were petrified. After two minutes, the strange man didn't come back.

After the weirdo left, Ryan in the distance also came back to his senses. Seeing that Riddle was seriously injured and fell to the ground, he quickly tore off a piece of his clothes and wanted to go forward to bandage his wound.

At this moment, Tom moved a little. He touched the wound on his face with one arm and looked at the blood on his palm. In the end, he completely disregarded the pain and sat on the spot, biting his fingers tightly, and fell into deep thought.

"Immortal. Immortal really won't die! There is such power in this world!?"

Then, he thought of something, took out a green sprout from his chest, and said thoughtfully, "No wonder that guy from Bach asked me what black mistletoe is, so that's it."

He looked at Ryan who was bandaging his wound, a slight hesitation flashed on his face, but that hesitation was quickly replaced by greed, it was the power of immortality that he had never seen before, even if he gave everything, he would still get it That magical power.

"Ryan."

he shouted.

"What's wrong?"

Ryan, who was setting his broken arm, suddenly felt chills all over his body. He looked up and saw that the Slytherin prefect was looking at him with a look he had never seen before. He was seriously injured and his face was as pale as ever. He was holding the paper, but the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. He breathed slightly tremblingly, as if trying to suppress his desire.

"Ryan."

He yelled again, this time the voice was softer, but Ryan took a step back involuntarily, his eyes were too frightening.

Tom licked his lips, "I'm sorry, I finished killing these Muggle soldiers."

"And then?"

"I have to defeat him, that guy, think about it, if a Muggle has that kind of power, it would be a great threat to our wizarding society."

As he said that, he reached out and pressed Ryan's shoulder, and Ryan's eyes moved to the green twig in his hand, like falling into an ice cellar.

Suddenly, he loosened the gauze, raised his hand and opened the palm on his shoulder, without looking back, he ran forward rolling and crawling.

Riddle was photographed on the wall. He smiled, licked his lips with his long tongue, and his eyes became extremely determined. He picked up the yew wand lost in the battle, clutched his broken arm, and quickly chased after him. go up.