Chapter 411 Voldemort: Pressing Forward Step by Step, Winning Is Certain, with a Huge Advantage

Les laughed out loud.

The strongest magician in modern times? Okay, I'll take a step back and expel me, Rowena, and Helga from the category of "modern wizards". Did you ask Dumbledore before you took this title?

"Did Dumbledore agree with you?" Les couldn't help asking.

Voldemort's face changed immediately. After a few seconds, he responded lightly: "Dumbledore's life is like a candle in the wind. I will go to Hogwarts to see him and give him a new life."

When he just heard Dumbledore's name, Voldemort still felt a little dreadful, but he quickly realized that he was no longer the same person he was back then.

With the power of death, he was only one step away from killing Dumbledore. He could even let his body still serve him after killing him! What was there to be afraid of? Dumbledore, just a dead bone in a grave.

"Well, then the people of the Secret Society are not as strong as you?" Les asked casually.

Voldemort's body stiffened.

When he mentioned the Secret Society, he couldn't help but think of Mr. Polaris. Even if he was as conceited as he was, it would be difficult for him to say that he could easily deal with Polaris.

Voldemort knew very well that he was probably not Polaris's opponent. He had a strange suppression force that could make his newly acquired power invalid, leaving only his own spell power. But the power of the spell was still too weak compared to the divine domain of the Secret Society.

Looking at Voldemort's reaction, Les immediately gained a lot of information.

First, Voldemort was indeed resurrected by the Secret Society, and the new power he gained was also the power of the Secret Society's divine body. Second, there are indeed big guys in the Secret Society, the kind of people whose strength completely crushes Voldemort.

Thank you Tom Riddle for the gift!

"You talk too much nonsense, let me give you a new life!" The shadow under Voldemort's feet swayed like a wave and surged towards Les.

Les spread his hands outward, and the movements of the monks of the secret order on the canopy and the corpses summoned by Voldemort all stopped at the same time. The zombies were fine, as they had Voldemort's domain power in their bodies to resist Les's domain. The monks were in a miserable state, as they were drained of blood by Les in just a trance.

Auror: !!!

The noise Les made was so loud that the Aurors were scared by him.

"Who is that? Is it the support from the Ministry? Or is it someone from Bulgaria?"

"I don't know, I've never seen this guy. Also, do you feel very hot?"

Even if they deliberately avoided the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, Les's domain still had a great impact on them. The blood in everyone's body was flowing faster, which made the Aurors blush and sweat began to flow out of their foreheads uncontrollably.

"Get away from those two!" The Aurors didn't care about entanglement with Voldemort's subordinates and immediately retreated to a distance.

However, the puppets without body fluids in their bodies were not affected and continued to attack relentlessly. Rice's domain had a huge impact on the zombies summoned by Voldemort, so much so that the puppets' spells blew the zombies into pieces in an instant.

"Good!" The Aurors watching the battle from a distance were immediately refreshed: without these strange zombies, they could besiege the mysterious man together. With so many people, it would be no problem to stalemate with the mysterious man for a while.

But what happened next made them drop their jaws: several shadows flew out of the dark shadow, merged into the broken pieces of corpses on the ground, and pieced the broken pieces together in an instant.

The zombies who had recovered their combat power fought with the puppets again. It seemed that both sides could fight until the end of time.

Aries once again felt the influence of Rice's domain. After discovering that the monks in the organization had been annihilated, she no longer hesitated and pointed her finger at the canopy under her feet. The canopy was blown out of a big hole by her, and she fell rapidly to the ground.

She didn't want to fight with that group of people on that canopy for a second. God knows whether the blood will be drained by the aftermath, or whether they will become zombies controlled by Voldemort.

Daphne and Astoria looked at each other, opened a hole in the canopy, and jumped down from the hole together.

The two of them pounced on Aries like two hawks, and at the same time pulled out their wands to fire various spells at her.

In the case of falling from such a high altitude, a stun spell or a petrification spell can kill people.

Aries turned around and raised his hand to the two of them, and the spells fired by Daphne and Astoria were crushed by the sudden magical turbulence.

"The power of the domain, little girl!" Aries laughed with relief: Finally, she caught two rookies who didn't understand the domain, and she had to cherish them and fight them until the winner was decided!

It was really speechless. I didn't expect that there would be wizards who mastered the power of the domain in the competition venue tonight. Aries thought that Voldemort was unlucky, but she changed her mind and thought that there were 100,000 wizards at the gathering tonight, so she was relieved: it was not impossible for a domain master to emerge among the 100,000 people.

It would be great if the mysterious man with the blood domain could kill Voldemort, but Aries was not optimistic about him. No matter how much she hated Voldemort, she was still sure of his strength.

He was a strong man who had fused four divine bones and mastered the top domain. The fancy stuff like the blood domain could only abuse rookies without domains, and it would be useless if he met someone like Voldemort.

What should he do? Aries even had the leisure to seriously think about his future.

If Voldemort survived the duel, he would not survive. She believed that sooner or later she would be swallowed up by Voldemort's domain and follow in the footsteps of Taurus.

And the organization would not fall out with Voldemort for her - Taurus's status was still above hers, and they were all sacrificed as abandoned children, so what did she mean? The family he was so proud of had probably been cleaned up and dismembered by Polar Star.

In the secret order, the North Star is the only sun. Everyone must depend on his existence. He can decide the life or death of anyone with a single word, even if that person is the second leader in the organization.

Aries fell into deep thought: Maybe it would be better for him to find a chance to escape?

She decided to wait and see the outcome between Voldemort and the Blood Man before making a decision. The top priority is to deal with these two little girls who are chasing after them.

Let my sister teach you a lesson!

When Aries was preparing to fight Daphne and Astoria, the scene in front of her suddenly blurred, and then she landed on a solid wood floor with a thud.

This time she actually fell down, and before she could stand up, several spells were shot at her.

Aries flashed past one by one in extreme embarrassment. After standing up, she found that she was transferred to a library, where a little girl with disheveled hair and a handsome black-haired boy were attacking her.

Damn it! A sense of absurdity flashed through Aries's heart: When did strong men in the field become as common as cabbage?

She recognized it at a glance. She was pulled into someone's domain. She couldn't get out without breaking through the domain.

At this time, Daphne and Astoria were also dragged in.

The two of them were startled at first, and then realized that it was Hermione who took action. She had also saved up ticket money for the World Cup finals by doing odd jobs for Professor White, so she was also in the stadium today.

Sure enough, the two looked around and saw Hermione and Cedric.

"I didn't expect to meet you in a place like this." Daphne smiled.

"Let's chat after we get rid of her." Cedric interrupted Daphne's greetings and said that what he needed to do now was to take down this person who was disrupting order with Voldemort.

Aries snorted coldly and decided to show some seriousness and let these young people see what the real field is!

"Come on!" She clapped her hands and yelled loudly: "Even if I am in your domain, I can still beat you little guys until they kneel down and beg for mercy!"

The five people immediately started a battle in Hermione's domain.

Aries is worthy of being an elite in the Secret Order. He relies on his powerful divine power to defeat four enemies one by one and never loses. With every movement, air explosions were triggered in the library, shattering all the attack magic of Daphne and the four others.

The library, which was originally a bit crowded, became more and more spacious with the fighting. The tables, chairs, and bookshelves that were in the way were turned into pieces of wood in the aftermath of the battle.

Aries became more and more confident as he fought. He made two false strikes, triggering two violent explosions not far in front of him, causing Daphne and Cedric to panic for a while. Seeing this, she happily shouted: "This is the power of the realm!"

"How about letting me out and I'll spare you?"

What the confident Aries didn't notice was that there was a black-haired boy standing there deep in the library, watching with cold eyes.

This black-haired boy is none other than Phantom Rice. If he were allowed to join the battle, Aries might not be able to laugh, but Hermione deliberately asked him to stay put.

She wanted to take the opportunity to exercise her practical skills. Anyway, the battlefield takes place within her domain, and she has the power of phantom to deal with all emergencies.

"Haha!" Aries was completely unaware of Hermione's mental activities, and she was now immersed in boundless happiness.

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While the battle was going on in the library, the stadium roof was also occupied by red and black colors.

"Everyone who is in the way has gone away - why don't you take back your burden?" A sea of ​​blood surged under Les' feet, and the smell of blood around him was so thick that it was suffocating.

In the sea of ​​blood, the living corpses summoned by Voldemort were fighting with the puppets of the Ministry of Magic.

With Rice's blessing, the puppets almost had a crushing advantage over the living zombies - Rice's domain would interfere with the zombies' actions from time to time. In high-intensity battles, a stiff moment often causes the living corpse to be torn into pieces by the puppet's spell.

Although living corpses can be resurrected again and again with the blessing of the Death Domain, this consumes the power of Voldemort's Domain, causing him to constantly suffer losses in the conflict with Rice's Domain.

Voldemort snorted and made no reply.

Of course he knew that resurrecting living corpses again and again would consume his power, but he had no choice. Because the living zombies can at least contain the puppets and prevent them from interfering with his battle.

But Voldemort didn't take this little thing to heart, because until now he felt that he was sure of victory.

If the living corpse was not too restrained by the mysterious man in front of him and consumed too much power in his domain, he would have gained the upper hand and swallowed up his domain.

"You have won my approval, come on, tell me your name!" Voldemort controlled his death realm and fired spells at Les with his wand in an attempt to interfere with the opponent.

"Mysterious strong man, surrender to me, and I can give you gifts that you can't even dream of!" Voldemort said this from the bottom of his heart. He hoped that this mysterious strong man who did not belong to the Secret Order could join him. , so that he can have another trump card in the future fight with Polaris.

Even making him the second-highest-ranking Death Eater wouldn't be a problem.

Les:…

It seemed that making too many Horcruxes would cause brain problems, and Rice felt that he had gained valuable experimental data.

"Since you want to know my name, I might as well tell you that I am Salazar Slytherin."

After hearing the name, Voldemort was silent for a second, and then became furious.

In his opinion, this mysterious man was trying to take advantage of himself. He did say that he was a descendant of Slytherin, but the other party said that he was a Slytherin, so didn't this mysterious man become his ancestor? !

The angry Voldemort suddenly intensified his offensive. Suddenly, the Death Realm gained momentum, and all kinds of dark curses were released by him as if no magic power was needed.

To a layman, Voldemort had the absolute upper hand.

However, Voldemort's actions made Les just want to laugh. Now he was sure that Voldemort had just awakened to the realm and did not even have an understanding of the realm, otherwise he would not have performed such an amateurish operation.

Rice mobilized the sea of ​​blood to swallow up all the curses shot by Voldemort, and then secretly transformed the magic in them into the power of his own domain.

"You seem angry?" Rice, who had been in a "stalemate" with Voldemort for a long time, even felt a little sleepy. This was the most boring field battle he had ever had, so he started chatting with Voldemort.

"Is it because I said I was a Slytherin?"

Voldemort didn't answer.

Les shrugged his shoulders: In this world, how come no one believes you when you tell the truth?

"Do you think Slytherin is your ancestor?"

This time Voldemort responded.

"The blood of the great Slytherin flows in my veins—"

"Stop, stop, stop! Slytherin doesn't have descendants like you. Your basis can't be the Gaunt family, right? The ancestors of the Gaunt family are just bastard dolls that Slytherin picked up on the roadside. They have fathers and children. No son of a bitch..."

Voldemort's anger had reached its peak, and he felt humiliated like never before.

"That's enough!" He shouted violently, and immediately pulled back the domain, condensing the powerful magic power on his side, and decided to use this move he had figured out to completely finish off the opponent.

"Let this blow determine the outcome!" Voldemort struck the extremely condensed, substantial field towards Rice.

"It's interesting." Les felt that things were finally not so boring.

If this was Voldemort's strongest attack method, then he had already figured out Voldemort's strength.

So there was no need for him to hold back.

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