Chapter 476

Seeing that the snake’s head was getting closer and closer to the enchantment, and the escape was close in front of him, the corners of Voldemort’s mouth couldn’t help but slightly cocked.

He decided that after he got away, he would find a place where no one was left to recuperate, and by the way, think about how to destroy the Menethil family.

He Voldemort has been in the world for so many years, and he has never been as embarrassed as he is today!

Even back then, when he somehow got cold, he has never been so embarrassed!

“Noisy~! ’

The familiar sound effect rang, causing Voldemort to glance at Bell in the air in confusion.

At this time, Bell was staring at him in horror, completely too late to deal with his unexpected behavior.

‘So where does the sound come from? ’

Before the thought in his mind fell, Voldemort turned around in horror and looked behind him.

It’s the Illusion Art spell!

Bell used Illusion Art, which interfered with Voldemort’s perception, making him mistakenly believe that the sound came from the air.

Penetrating through the black fog, the whole body was densely covered with dazzling lightning, and the whole person seemed to be made up of lightning. Before Voldemort raised his wand, Bell slammed his uppercut and hit Voldemort’s chin.

“Daddy has long noticed that you are a cricket and want to run!”

Just kidding, if Voldemort had the courage to fight to the death, he would have taken him to blew up long ago.

Anyway, it can be resurrected, and the limit can be changed by one, so it won’t be a loss!

“Puff~!”

A mouthful of old blood, mixed with a few white teeth, was spouted out by Voldemort. He is like a rocket ascending into the sky, flying quickly towards the ‘Bell’ who is motionless in the sky.

In order to fool Voldemort’s perception, Bell kept a full 60% of his magic power in his body in the air. Then he wiped out his own breath and quietly lurked behind Voldemort.

Voldemort, who didn’t even know about this, was unable to control his body shape after being beaten by Bell’s ‘Rising Dragon Fist’. He tried to stretch out his hand and squeezed Bell on the ground.

The black snake that had not had time to hit the enchantment suddenly collapsed, and then centered on Bell, it deformed into a rapidly spinning black ball.

‘Finally caught this dead kid! ‘

Voldemort finally let out a bad breath.

This was the first time he attacked the opponent in a real sense tonight.

This dead kid is flying too fast! He doesn’t have much magic power, and he can’t attack wantonly indiscriminately…

“Varied……”

A terrifying sense of crisis suddenly came from behind Voldemort. He tried to lean his head and swept away from the corner of his eye, the fake ‘Bell’ body in the sky suddenly lit up with a dazzling white light.



Then, the figure of the fake ‘Bell’ began to expand and eventually turned into a huge thunderball with a diameter of several meters.

“Do not–!”

Voldemort tried hard to stop his figure. But Bell’s previous “Rising Dragon Fist” was really too powerful, no matter how Voldemort struggled, he was still quickly approaching the thunderball and eventually fell into it.

Of the full 60% of the magic power, Bell, of course, could not just let it dissipate.

He converted all the magic power in his body into thunder and lightning, and set the time for the outbreak, just waiting for Voldemort to’deliver to the door’.

“Dry!”

While Voldemort fell into the thunderball, Bell awkwardly rolled out of the black ball formed by the black fog on the ground.

At this time, Bell’s skin seemed to be scorched, and even his favorite short black hair was gone.

After lying on the ground for a while, Bell reluctantly grinned and got up.

“Daddy! It’s so cruel to start!”

Seeing the looming black figure in the thunderball, Bell cursed even more ruthlessly.

He really didn’t expect that in that situation, Voldemort could still control the black mist on the ground, giving him a cruel note.

Fortunately, he has enough defensive trinkets on his body, otherwise even if he is not corroded by the black mist into a pool of thick water, he will have to be electrified into a pile of coke by his own lightning.

‘Suck~Shoo~! ’

His eyes closed slightly, and Bell took a deep breath and adjusted his own state.

Then, he slowly raised his wand.

The wand, which was originally light as nothing, seemed to be heavier than a million-dollar at this moment.

‘Indestructible, Zhiyan! ’

There was a trace of bright red flame in the darkness, sprayed from the tip of Bell’s wand, and transformed into the form of a dragon, flying towards the thunderball in the air at great speed.

This is the first time that Bell has used Indestructible Flame in actual combat. He didn’t expect that the first target to be burned was a figure of Voldemort’s level. This makes him so embarrassed to use this spell to deal with miscellaneous fish in the future.

Even though the Indestructible Flame is not needed to deal with miscellaneous fish…

Under Bell’s control, the magic power that formed the thunderball was swallowed by the eternal flame without any resistance. Soon, the blue and white thunderball was transformed into a black and red fireball.

The fireball burned quietly, as if to burn out the light and sound.

One minute later, Bell barked his teeth.



This old Fu is too forbidden to burn, right? They have all been forced to this point, and they can still last so long! ?

If Lao Fu goes on like this, he will almost be unable to hold it!

Raising his left hand and holding it on the wrist of his right hand, Bell tried to restrain the shaking of the wand in his hand.

At this time, he was pointing his wand at the fireball in the air, controlling it to stay in the air.

If this was at the final moment when the overall situation was determined, Voldemort suddenly rushed over with flames all over his body, expressing reluctance to take him to Yellow Springs, then he would really cry to death on the eighteenth floor. The bottom of Underworld.

He didn’t want to go to Yellow Springs with a greasy middle-aged man!

Not to mention, this middle-aged and old man is still an earth-shattering ugly no-nosed monster!

Just as Bell was thinking about whether he should throw a few magic props over and burn the ‘wood’, finally, the emperor paid off, and the fireball began to shrink slowly.

When the last flame dissipated in the night, Bell sat down on the ground and gasped for breath.

“Young Master! Are you okay!?”

Seeing the battle came to an end, Sebas rushed over immediately.

“Don’t worry, you can’t die.”

Grinning, Bell gave an ugly smile.

“Young Master, that mysterious…that Voldemort, is he dead?”

Sebastian looked at his Young Master in awe, even if he didn’t have the strength to sit, he was already lying on the ground at this time.

Although his Young Master was embarrassed at the moment, his skin was scorched and even his teeth were covered with a layer of black and gray. Only by the light of the fluorescent curse could he barely see those bright eyes that seemed to be floating in the air.

But this does not affect the admiration in Sebastian’s heart at all.

You know, that’s Voldemort!

Even if Voldemort is still in the weak state of his resurrection, it is that Voldemort!

Don’t say it’s fighting against it. How many wizards can be found in Britain and have the courage to stand in front of each other?

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