bookbashuk Chapter 318 Defeating Voldemort! The conditions for the Immortal's advancement are unlocked!
Chapter 318 Defeating Voldemort! The conditions for the Immortal's advancement are unlocked!
Chapter 318 Defeating Voldemort! The conditions for the Immortal's advancement are unlocked!
When that familiar voice rang out from above.
Everyone present was stunned.
Snape's dough twitched.
They completely stopped their attempt to rush towards the castle.
Gazing at the figure standing in the sky.
He pursed his lips, exhaled a puff of air from his nose, and snorted, "Always the arrogant brat who likes to make a grand entrance last."
Dumbledore was stunned for a few seconds.
My thinking finally clicked.
The solemn expression on his face vanished instantly, replaced by complete relaxation. He chuckled and said, "Oh dear, I'm getting old. I didn't even recognize the owner of this magnificent magic..."
'
Within layers of golden magic circles.
Voldemort's astonished expression froze.
My heart skipped a beat.
He looked up with a whoosh.
When that figure standing high in the sky came into view.
Voldemort let out the most twisted and hateful roar of his life:
Ethan Vincent—!!!
Ethan raised the corners of his mouth.
His black hair swayed in the magical fluctuations, and his face was incomparably handsome.
It radiated a dazzling light.
In this dark, shadowless sea of crows, he is the brightest star!
"So handsome..."
'
Qiu Zhang stared intently upwards.
A flush appeared on that pale and gentle face.
Hermione immediately gave her a wary look.
She remembers.
There was a year.
This seemingly clean and delicate young girl.
But Yinshi stubbornly followed Ethan for most of the semester.
Until now.
Every now and then, they could feel the faint, burning gaze from behind the corner of the wall.
Luna gazed at the scene in silence, lost in thought.
It seemed as if they wanted to capture that dashing and spirited figure.
It is deeply imprinted in the pupils of the eyes.
Thump! Thump!
Luna raised her hand and pressed it against her chest.
I could feel that surging heart pounding against my palms.
at the same time.
And there was also a warm current welling up from the bottom of my heart.
"I'm really looking forward to summer vacation, so I can spend more time playing with Ethan."
Luna murmured softly.
His eyes, reflecting Ethan's figure, sparkled.
It was as if countless stars filled the space!
Title: Falling Sky
[Type: Spell]
[Tier: Tier 2 - Purple Epic]
[Effect: A one-time high-level spell. Requires a three-minute preparation time. A holy pillar of light descends from the sky, dealing devastating damage to all hostile creatures within a radius of 300 to 800 meters. It is especially effective against evil creatures.]
[Evaluation: This strike will pierce through hell!]
"it's over."
Ethan lowered his eyes, and the wings of the dead bird spread wide behind him!
Like a compassionate yet terrifying angel, Voldemort roared furiously at the ground.
Cast a pitying glance.
His final words to this venerable adversary were: "The corpse speaks."
I'm waiting for the CD, what are you yelling for?
Raise your hand.
Swipe it down!
"boom-!!!!"
In an instant.
The world fell silent.
It was as if a mute button had been pressed.
All the people could see was the golden pillar of light descending from the sky!
It felt like I had instantly arrived in heaven!
It dyed the whole world with a layer of gold!
In an instant, it swallowed up Voldemort, who was still roaring angrily just a second ago!
Annihilate everything!
"Th-what is that...?"
A trembling Auror murmured.
In his eyes, he gazed at the golden pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth.
My knees buckled.
He couldn't help but kneel down with a thud!
Unable to hold back her tears, she raised her arms high.
His eyes gleamed with golden light, and from his throat burst forth a hysterical scream: "A miracle! This is a miracle!!"
"Boom—!!!"
The earth cracked open!
The ground was lifted up like a quilt, followed by a burst of brilliant light.
It then disintegrated into dust.
The people were powerless to resist this vast force of nature.
They were unable to scream or move.
They could only helplessly be swept into the collapse.
With deep awe, I looked up at that unique pillar of light in the world!
An indelible sense of dread welled up from the depths of his soul.
"Ah, is this the miracle of magic...?"
'
Dumbledore watched this scene unfold.
For a moment, my eyes welled up with tears.
--possible.
This is what scholars do when faced with the power of supreme magic.
Let it be a heartfelt expression of emotion.
"Honestly, I'm even thinking of becoming Ethan's apprentice."
Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped his eyes.
I let myself be bathed in this beautiful yet destructive light.
But far away in the castle.
Students and professors alike witnessed this scene.
"Merlin, what exactly is that...?"
"It's Ethan! This is Ethan's magic!"
"I will worship the God of Light..."
! "
Professor Frivi was in tears.
Muttering that they have a worthy successor, Ravenclaw's good days of being remembered in history are coming.
Malfoy gazed at the scene, which resembled a flood pouring down.
A golden pillar of light piercing the heavens and the earth.
The last bit of worry in my heart completely vanished.
With reverence and excitement, he whispered, "This time, the Malfoy family didn't choose the wrong person to follow...!"
After a while.
The beam of light gradually dissipated.
Stay where you are.
It left behind a huge crater that runs across the entire Quidditch pitch!
It's like taking a spoon and scooping out a piece of land from Hogwarts.
The land was scorched black.
A few remnants of the canvas drifted into the air.
It turned into specks of light and vanished without a trace.
Smoke rose, and the earth became scorching hot.
The surface layer has turned into sand-like dust.
Voldemort faced the onslaught head-on.
There were even some limbs left.
At the center.
A mass of rotten flesh, shaped like a face, writhed.
A weak, hoarse voice emanated from what appeared to be a black hole at the mouth:
[I actually lost... This is impossible... How could I, who have obtained the power of "God," possibly fail?!]
Even fate... is on my side...!
Voldemort roared and howled in despair.
He stared at the figure descending from the sky with immense resentment.
I felt an unprecedented fear.
as if.
It is looking at the "death" itself, which it fears most, and slowly walking towards it.
"sand."
The leather boots stepped in front of it.
Voldemort strained to look up.
With blurred vision, I looked up at those diamond-blue eyes.
It looked as if two blazing flames were surging within it.
That look in his eyes.
For a moment, Voldemort was speechless and unable to utter a sound.
finally.
He only asked the question that came from the bottom of his heart:
Why... could you still defeat me... even though I had already obtained that power...
.】
Ethan looked down at it indifferently.
In the brain.
I recall that arrogant yet elegant figure that appeared in my diary.
He couldn't help but sigh.
He flashed a bright smile and said with pity, "That's art, brother."
Art, however, is something that will never rely on others or compromise with external things!
We got this seemingly plausible but ultimately flawed answer.
Voldemort seems to have finally died of anger.
The last glimmer of hope vanished with a hoarse murmur:
[Clearly... I am the Dark Lord...]
The wind blew by.
Take away the fragments of the soul, like dust.
Ethan could sense it.
Although Voldemort had other remnants of his soul.
But after this sacrifice.
It will be completely impossible to recover!
"Those who fear death will never transcend it... How can one escape its manipulation if one surrenders everything to fate?"
Ethan gave a soft hum.
With a wave of his hand, the withered human skin on the ground flew into his hand.
[Congratulations! You have obtained an extraordinary item: the former Dark Lord's Noodles]
Born from the blood and flesh of a curse, it possesses high plasticity.
Even fate, in a short time, cannot glimpse the soul behind this mask.
"Can it ward off the gaze of fate? What a wonderful thing!"
Ethan's eyes lit up.
He immediately tucked the mask into his pocket.
I remember that only the Invisibility Cloak, one of the three holy relics of death, can evade the Grim Reaper's gaze.
As expected of Voldemort's treasure, it's truly extraordinary!
"Not only did it allow me to complete the Soul Cauldron ritual and greatly increase my magic power, it also gave me a precious and extraordinary material."
"Hajifu, you're really making me feel bad~"
Ethan rubbed his nose and said shyly.
Then, he frowned and pondered, "But why is this extraordinary material named 'Former Dark Lord'?"
"Could it be that a new evil force has emerged so soon? Tsk tsk, the magical world is truly dangerous~"
At this time.
The pale blue subtitles reappeared.
Congratulations! You have successfully reversed fate! You have saved Cedric's destiny and prevented Voldemort's resurrection!
[Soul fusion level increased by 5.2%!]
[87.9→93.1%]
[Soul fusion level surpasses 90%]
[Unlock the path to immortality!]
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