bookbashuk Chapter 317 Super-Tier Magic: "Falling from the Sky"! Voldemort, have you ever looked up a
Chapter 317 Super-Tier Magic: "Falling from the Sky"! Voldemort, have you ever looked up a
Chapter 317 Super-Tier Magic: "Falling Sky"! Voldemort, have you ever looked up at the sky? (Seeking monthly votes)
Wielding the brush and ink.
Large swaths of dark blue paint were applied to the canvas.
All I could hear were roars and explosions.
Beneath my feet, the ground trembled as if an earthquake had struck.
Every now and then, pebbles would fly by, grazing Ethan's body and falling down.
Blood and flesh were splattered, and smoke and dust billowed.
It stirred up Ethan's black hair.
But she couldn't look away from his focused, diamond-blue eyes.
—A true "battlefield artist"!
A night sky takes shape under Ethan's pen.
However, at this time...
Ethan's paintbrush stopped.
His brow furrowed, realizing a serious problem:
He lacked suitable and exceptional painting materials.
"Cold, shattered stars; a sky ablaze with heat..."
'
Ethan muttered to himself.
He rummaged through the leather bag and pulled out one piece of material after another.
"Octopus eggs? No way... The ears of a wise man don't agree... Rotten grape eyeballs? Next time, for sure..."
'
[Goo-hoo.]
With eyes like rotten grapes, she muttered a disappointed sigh.
It silently rolled back into its pocket.
Ethan: "Hmm, do I really have to compromise? But I'm a man with principles too..."
'
He was thinking about it seriously.
Ethan waved his wand and threw back the bomb that the Weasley twins had accidentally thrown at him.
"Thanks, bro!"
"Twins shouted, turned around, and shoved the bomb into the flesh monster's mouth."
Just as Ethan was staring at the canvas, struggling with a rare predicament.
Sudden.
Three hands reached out almost simultaneously right under his nose!
In Luna's fair little hand, she clutched a piece of gravel that shimmered with a faint blue light.
He chuckled and said, "This is a stone I picked up in ancient times during the Fairy Wars."
"After grinding, it should make a decent pigment, right?"
Queen Ariana of the Roses bent down and scattered crimson roses.
She said shyly, "It's just that I don't need it... It wasn't specially prepared for you, brother!"
Can one's outward appearance really change their personality?
Or did it mean that the Obscurus was resolved and I gained more confidence?
Ethan fell silent for a moment.
I happily decided to temporarily put aside my thoughts about Old Deng's reaction when he saw me.
The last hand belongs to Hermione.
However, she didn't bring anything with her.
Blushing, she finally managed to stammer out, "Research indicates that the universe originated from a dense, hot singularity billions of years ago, which subsequently gave rise to structures such as atoms, galaxies, and stars..."
They started by memorizing their textbooks.
,
Ethan looked at the three of them.
Unveiling the ancient magic-infused, deep blue radiance stone of Luna.
Take a rose petal from above.
He smiled at Hermione again.
In closing, she said, "You are all such kind people, thank you so much!"
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Hermione's eyes widened; she could hardly believe what she had just heard.
Even the two straight men around her.
They wouldn't say something like "drink more hot water"!
Luna tilted her head and asked gently, "Do you prefer water burial, cremation, or traditional burial?"
Ethan politely replied, "I want to go to heaven."
Luna smiled gently, her good temper shining through.
He raised his hand and gave Ethan a light tap on the head.
Ariana, on the other hand, didn't seem to have any complaints.
The fact that Ethan accepted her kindness was enough to make her blush.
My older brother is the one who gave me a second life... I must protect him!
Ariana pursed her lips.
Extend your finger.
Shout even harder, "Cut off its head!"
With materials and knowledge available.
The last hurdle on the road to a new painting has been overcome!
all the time.
Ethan painted all of these works "quietly" on his own.
I felt the strength of everyone even more!
"In my past life, whenever I picked up a paintbrush, people around me would scream and run away, and some even rudely asked me to 'paint some human figures.'"
"Indeed, there are always kindred spirits everywhere! All I need to do is live in a different world!"
Ethan remarked that he was greatly encouraged.
His writing flows like a divine inspiration!
Almost there... The painting that will wipe out Voldemort in one fell swoop is almost finished!
Ethan stared intently at the painting that was gradually coming to life.
A sharp, cold glint flashed in his eyes!
[I yell at you damned ants!!]
Voldemort roared.
The tentacles swept across, instantly knocking down several Aurors!
at this time.
Its massive body was covered in charred patches, emitting wisps of smoke, resembling a large piece of roasted meat.
The cave entrances are everywhere.
Like rotten cheese.
It emitted an unpleasant smell of burning leather boots and hair.
Voldemort was panting heavily.
His whole body trembled from the excruciating pain.
Since being endowed with this supreme power.
It never thought of that.
I can't believe I'm in such a sorry state.
When did Hogwarts become a military base?
Is this still a school?
Voldemort was utterly perplexed.
Simultaneously.
A sense of unease arose within me.
He would have been killed by Ethan before he gained the power.
Even after gaining power, he will still be killed by Ethan and his evil minions.
Then his resurrection would have been for nothing.
No, I absolutely cannot fail... Today, I will kill the savior and unify the magical world!
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Voldemort roared in a chaotic manner.
Push forward with all your might!
Just then.
His body suddenly rolled over the last thorny wall.
The guillotine stopped behind him.
A furious roar came from the Queen of Hearts.
Voldemort turned around and saw the Aurors lying sprawled on the ground.
Mad-Eyes was panting heavily, propping himself up.
Holding a magic wand.
But it was barely enough to protect the students.
[...]
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Silence for two seconds.
Voldemort's lips slowly curled into a smile.
Hey, hehehe... hehe!!
He won! He won!
Voldemort: [Ethan Vincent! You're just a coward; you can't stop me!]
It gazed at Hogwarts Castle not far ahead.
A deep-rooted hunger and desire gripped its body.
It will become the master of the world; Hogwarts is its first step in conquering the world!
At this time.
Voldemort paused, his gaze momentarily fixed.
Looking down, I saw two tiny human figures.
Then, drawing out the words, he slowly began to speak:
【…
...Look who it is! Isn't this my most "loyal subordinate," Severus Snape?
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Snape paused for a moment.
Then he grinned and sneered, "Maybe he thinks following that brat will lead to a brighter future."
He felt the Black Magic Mark, deeply embedded in his skin on his left arm, burning like fire.
Snape and Headmaster Dumbledore exchanged a glance.
Their eyes were filled with a deep sense of solemnity.
...to be honest.
Although we were well prepared.
But they didn't expect that Voldemort would actually get this far.
This means... Ethan failed?
How is this possible?!
Headmaster Dumbledore said calmly, "In any case, this is the furthest you can go, Mr. Tom Riddle."
Upon hearing this...
Voldemort immediately flew into a rage: "Don't you dare call me by that name!!!"
The tentacles flew around and crashed heavily into the barrier that Dumbledore and his men had already set up!
Dumbledore looked up.
His aged eyes, peering from behind his half-moon spectacles, gazed at Voldemort, who was now unrecognizable as a human.
He sighed softly, "That's the biggest difference between you and Ethan."
"In pursuit of supreme power, you are willing to abandon your conscience as a human being and become no different from a beast."
"What Ethan sought was never conquest or domination."
"That child, from beginning to end, probably only wanted to climb the ladder of the highest art."
although.
I also created a world.
Dumbledore thought silently.
"By the way..."
Dumbledore thought for a moment, then added with a smile, "Next semester, I plan to have Ethan teach Defense Against the Dark Arts."
Voldemort & Snape: ? ! !
Shut up! You ignorant and foolish idiot!
Voldemort's face was twisted and deformed with rage.
You're willing to let that madman become a professor, but you won't grant my request from back then...!
Isn't my presence here enough to prove a fact?
In an instant.
Countless tentacles and arms stretched out.
It blocked out the moonlight.
Like an insurmountable mountain of flesh and blood, it stood before Dumbledore and Snape.
Zhen Sheng said:
Ethan Vincent is dead.
Before he could finish speaking…
One after another, enormous golden magic circles appeared on its body!
"bite."
"bite."
"bite."
Circle after circle.
From bottom to top, like a ladder to heaven, it gradually extends into the night sky!
Even though his former master, the Dark Lord, was standing right in front of him.
Snape, who remained unfazed, stared wide-eyed in astonishment!
He exclaimed in shock, "What is that?! That's Voldemort's power?!"
The heart... is a magic circle.
Dumbledore's expression showed a rare change.
Through that dazzling golden light, it pierced my eyes.
It is those incredibly complex incantations carried on a circular wheel.
It was like a beautiful and harmonious magical symphony.
however.
What will be played is only a merciless and terrifying hymn of world destruction!
Just standing in front of it.
Dumbledore could feel an immense pressure.
Ahhh... Voldemort actually obtained this kind of power?
Sure enough, even fate...
Dumbledore: "...Severus, go to the castle and take the students and run away."
Please.
Upon hearing this...
Snape's pupils contracted sharply.
Then, gritting his teeth, he nodded heavily.
"I see."
talking.
He was about to turn around.
Suddenly, my gaze fell upon it.
I inadvertently caught a glimpse of the visibly shocked look on Voldemort's face.
Snape: Hmm?
wrong.
He paused.
next second.
A clear and melodious voice rang out from the sky: "Super-Tier Magic - Skyfall."
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