Stab it!
The sun crashed into the sea of black mist, as if it had entered another boundless ghost world.
The ears were filled with mournful wails, and the darkness of the thick fog could not even be penetrated by Amosta's sight.
The spirit came out of his body, and he felt the seemingly endless world. Amosta frowned, showing a slight look of discomfort.
The black mist that blocked his vision was a mixture of Voldemort's extremely evil magic, his cruel violent thoughts, and the resentment left by the creatures he had killed before their deaths.
He has seen similar evil power before.
While in New York, the vampire was also enslaving the hate-filled souls of those who died tragically.
However, its magic power is not as powerful and violent as Voldemort's, and the hatred in those remaining souls is not as profound as those beings killed by Voldemort!
Moreover, not all of the thousands of sad people belong to wizards.
There are countless magical creatures reflected in the spiritual world of Amosta.
The black lake in the cave where the fake locket was hidden flashed before Amosta's eyes, which he had destroyed.
Many of the corpses floating in the lake belong to magical creatures, plus the mixed elements of the evil magic currently being sensed.
It is conceivable that Voldemort must have used magical creatures to conduct many transformation experiments on himself!
Be crazy, bold and lucky!
Of course the rules and regulations of the Ministry of Magic are worthless to Voldemort, but it is indeed very dangerous to use the blood of magical creatures to enhance one's own magic power.
Even those wizards who are profoundly accomplished in black magic must be very careful about their spirit and magic being overly contaminated and alienated when making such attempts.
And Voldemort may have experienced no less than a hundred such experiments.
For being alive till now, Amosta had to praise him as a son of destiny!
Of course, this may also be due to the Horcrux.
Thoughts about Voldemort's power only occupied Amosta's mind for a few seconds.
He looked solemnly at the edge of the sun surrounding himself.
The edges of the moving golden flames were silently infected by the black mist!
Black threads like blood are attached, and they will not disappear even if the flames evaporate and the magic power evaporates. Instead, they erode toward the center at an extremely slow speed.
Hmph!
A fierce look flashed in Amosta's brown eyes, and the powerful magic power suddenly opened and poured out like a flood!
“That is?!”
Some people suddenly appeared in the rice fields rustling in the strong wind. They were escorting the second train Remus. et al.
Feeling the heavy pressure falling from the sky, looking at the sky surging and surging, and constantly sending out chilling sounds.The howling sea of black mist, and the golden sun rushing left and right in the black mist, Remus looked terrified.
"Amosta and Voldemort——"
Sirius's eyes never left the battlefield in the sky, his face tense.
This is a battlefield in another dimension entirely. With their strength, they cannot interfere at all.
We must win!
Sirius’s eyes were blazing and he was shouting crazily in his heart!
Boom!
Under the full force of the magic power, the flaming peaks trembling on the edge of the sun turned into needle-like shapes, and where they met the black mist, there were dazzling thunderbolts in the distorted space. Rampage!
The scope of the black mist is rapidly shrinking!
Both the members of the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters discovered this, but their moods were completely different.
As a result, Amosta, who has changed on this side, is not as relaxed as Sirius and the others!
In just tens of seconds, sweat had covered the side of his face.
It is true that the Sea of Black Mist is being rapidly consumed by his efforts.
But compared with this, his own consumption is greater.
If you don’t cross that boundary, the wizard’s magic power ultimately comes from yourself. Amosta is stronger than Voldemort because he has a powerful and flawless soul, but he cannot gain the upper hand in the competition of magic power. .
Although the two people who were fighting to the death were still some distance away from reaching the end of the crossbow, if this continued, Amosta would be exhausted first, but Voldemort knew that he would not be able to bear the consequences.
So, he is actively shrinking the sea of black mist, allowing the magic power to be more concentrated.
In this way, Amostaton felt a great deal of pressure!
Three options, which one should be used first?
Amosta, whose breathing was not steady, had a rare hesitation in his eyes.
The legacy left by Slytherin pointed the way for Amosta and found the path to further progress.
However, his time to study that kind of power was still short after all, and crude imitation was not suitable for a duel where the difference between the next step and the next step would be doomed.
Then
In the pocket of Amosta’s robe that rustled in the strong wind, a glass bottle exuding white light loomed.
Amosta’s eyes were focused, peering into the black mist.
After a moment, Amosta shook his head in his heart.
Also not a good time to use this.
Then, there is only the last one.
Amosta's goal from the beginning was not to kill Voldemort here. He could not do this before the Horcrux was destroyed.
He knew early on that the best outcome of the duel between him and Voldemort would be to seriously injure Voldemort. The next best outcome would be to defeat Voldemort, and the third best outcome would be to force Voldemort away at the same time. , he was seriously injured!
But there is one thing that must be accomplished today. In fact, Amosta’s goal of raising 40% of this war is for this!
"What's wrong, Brain?"
Voldemort's body, made of mist, drifted through the solid black mist with only a faint golden light coming through. < /p>
"Is this all you can do!"
Voldemort's voice was still echoing in the wilderness, and Amosta suddenly opened his eyes wide and roared fiercely!
Roar!
I saw that the sun surrounding him was instantly torn apart, and the violent force directly exploded the black mist. Countless golden meteors drew wonderful arcs in the sky, dragging gorgeous tail flames and fell to the earth!
Where these golden meteors landed, the earth was instantly melted, and large pits appeared on the ground.
And a meteor hit the double-eared gold cup by coincidence!
Hmm. Ah! !!
Incarnation of black mist, Voldemort's magic power was aroused by the sudden burst of Amosta. Before he could gather himself, Voldemort suddenly came, and the pain as if his soul was torn apart made him scream. A shrill roar!
However, Voldemort was not the only one roaring in pain.
In the rice field, Harry, who was all focused on the duel between Professor Blaine and Voldemort, had not yet reacted. The scar on his forehead was like a burning iron, making Harry unable to control his screams. Yell, fall to your knees!
On the ground covered with lava, where a cluster of golden flames fell to the ground, there suddenly appeared on the ground a giant face engraved with ferocious and painful black smoke, opening its mouth and roaring as it rushed into the sky, but in the end, it was only aroused. There was a gust of wind, and then it dissipated!
"How dare you!!! Bray"
Amosta seemed to be shocked by the sudden appearance of this ferocious giant face. His eyes widened and he stared in shock. That face.
After it dissipated, Amosta looked at Voldemort in confusion,
"What is that?!"
This.< /p>
Voldemort, who had transformed into his true form again, looked at Amosta with cold and deep hatred in his eyes, but in the end, he closed his mouth sensibly.
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