Chapter 571 What? Do You Need A Reason To Kill? Where Is Your Dark Lord's Consciousness?

Chapter 571 What? Do You Need A Reason To Kill? Where Is Your Dark Lord's Consciousness?

Seeing the situation on the field, Blake began to use the auxiliary spell to gradually move back, causing the Wiccan Party to gradually retreat.

This is not because he doesn't want to fight anymore, but because, next, he wants to temporarily free up the battlefield. With these people here, it is really difficult for Blake to perform well.

Those vampires did not stalk each other, because neither could do anything to the other, and if they continued fighting, there would be no results.

Unless Blake is exhausted or killed first, they can directly kill the Wiccan Party. However, "My boss asked them not to hurt Blake..."

Therefore, after seeing that the opponent seemed to be slowly retreating, the vampires gradually gave up their melee attacks and turned to long-range magic spells.

With the tacit cooperation of both parties, it didn't take long for the Wu Cui Party to gradually withdraw from the battlefield. Seeing that the Wu Cui Party was gradually withdrawing from the war, people on both sides had their own little thoughts.

Of course, Dracula hopes that the other party will stop fighting. It is best for Blake to hide back to Hogwarts as soon as possible so as not to get hurt. After all, this is about his own reward!

Grindelwald's idea was different. Grindelwald is actually a little confused. Why hasn't the fourth natural disaster taken action at this time? If they help, the current situation will be reversed in an instant.

Although Blake has been hiding it from him, he can still realize that the people under Blake are no longer what they used to be. Because Blake, as an alchemist master, it is impossible not to equip his people with some powerful magic props. He felt that Blake was a little too conservative.

Dumbledore believed that this was because Blake saw that there was nothing he could do and wanted to retreat quickly to prevent greater casualties. After all, Blake's physical strength was also limited. Perhaps his high-frequency assistance could not last long.

Although he was unwilling to retreat now and let Voldemort leave, but thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he could not completely kill him within a period of time. Looking at it this way, there was really only one way to retreat...

Dumbledore thought of this, the wand in his hand glowed red, and a huge fiery red phoenix composed of Gubler's fairy fire directly forced Voldemort back more than ten meters.

Of course Voldemort was not willing to let Dumbledore go, but the wand in his hand was picked up and was not suitable for him in the first place.

Therefore, although he was resurrected this time and was stronger than before, it was still difficult to fight Dumbledore. After all, this was Dumbledore, who had 19 Elder Wands and drank the life-extending potion... Dumbledore was determined to get out of the battle, and there was no way he could catch up.

"Wait until I get my wand back..." Voldemort thought to himself.

However, Blake certainly won't let him go back and continue to develop. If you want to kill Voldemort... no matter whether he is resurrected or not, today is the best time!

Just when the two sides completely broke off and stopped fighting, suddenly, everyone felt strange wind sounds coming from the sky...

The next moment, a huge half-skeletal dragon broke through the gray clouds and appeared in front of everyone!

The reason why it is called a half-bone dragon is because the wings of this bone dragon are already fleshy. Although it looks a bit nondescript, the sense of oppression still makes it difficult for people on the ground to breathe. Just looking at those eyes composed of green soul fire can make people feel cold all over. And on the head of such a bone dragon, stood a man in black robes

Man with skull mask...

"Necromancer?" Dumbledore looked at the man warily. There is no doubt that the feeling of oppression on that guy is much stronger than that of Voldemort... When did this world start to have so many dark wizards!?

Seeing that Voldemort has not been eliminated yet, another more powerful one appeared! Thinking of this, Dumbledore only felt tired...

There is no way, that bone dragon exudes the aura of dark magic all over its body. It would be strange if you say that the person standing above is not a dark wizard. Next to him, Grindelwald was even more surprised.

When did the Fourth Disaster have such an awesome person? Could it be Blake? But... isn't Blake standing next to him? Who is that person?

Grindelwald looked at Blake beside him, but Blake looked at the bone dragon in the sky expressionlessly, completely unaware of Grindelwald's eyes. Suddenly, Grindelwald noticed that Blake's face seemed a little too pale?

However, thinking about how Blake used auxiliary magic so frequently to save his men, Grindelwald guessed that this must be because he was tired...

Grindelwald didn't know that the one who had been casting auxiliary card magic just now was actually a puppet transformed from Blake's puppet ball. And now, the person standing above the bone dragon is the real Blake!

Originally, Blake planned to let the puppet appear directly, but... now Voldemort has actually been resurrected, which means that there may be variables, so he is not at ease if he does not go into battle in person.

Therefore, after Dumbledore rushed out just now, he did not revoke his disguise spell. Instead, he took the opportunity to throw the puppet ball, let the puppet ball transform into himself, and then threw his card to him.

Then he carried the Illusion Body Curse and arrived in the sky, above the bone dragon's head, which had already arrived... At this time, with the appearance of the bone dragon, flying carpets also appeared in the clouds behind him. On each flying carpet, there are rows of wizards also wearing black cloaks...

On the ground, when Dracula saw the bone dragon, his body couldn't help but tremble. There was no way, he would never forget the memory of being pushed to the ground by this thing and blasting the hammer! And the guy standing on top of the bone dragon...

"It's you again!" Dracula said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, it's me again. Today, either you hand over Voldemort or you die." Blake's processed and penetrating voice came down from the sky.

"You are the one who deserves to die! Bastard!" Dracula pulled off his red cloak, and his body changed instantly! He directly transformed into a green-faced and fanged vampire king!

Although he was beaten violently at the beginning, but now! The current Dracula is no longer the Dracula before!

"Hoo!" Dracula flapped his wings and instantly rose into the sky!

When the other vampires saw that the boss was showing his true colors, they also transformed and prepared to attack the enemies on the flying carpet!

However, when they had just transformed, Blake gently raised his hand and waved.

"Old Repp...fire!"

"Boom!" There was a loud noise.

The mountaintop in the distance suddenly shook, and a white stream of light drew a graceful arc, seeming to come from the horizon!

"boom!"

The white stream of light crashed into the crowd of vampires, making a second loud noise! ​​Dracula, who was flying in the air, turned his head to look, and almost fainted without heartache!

I saw that most of the vampire subordinates I had brought over had disappeared under the bombardment just now! Yes, there were not even any stumps! They really disappeared directly!

Blake looked at the tragic scene on the ground and couldn't help but touch his chin, "Well... the power is still too small. I will study it another day...

According to his original estimate of the cannon, at least 90% of these vampires should be wiped out. But only about 70% of them have been wiped out now...Failure!

At this time, Grindelwald's face became as pale as the puppet Blake. Only now did he understand why Blake asked them to retreat and get out of the battle... I'm sorry Blake didn't want to retreat, nor was he conservative... but he was holding back a big move! It's unimaginable if people like him If you don't retreat and get bombed like this, there will really be no scum left!

Dumbledore was also stunned as he stared at the explosion. This shell directly vaporized most of the thick-skinned vampires, which was really shocking. But.........this explosion...Dumbledore always feels like he has seen it before...

"I'll kill you!" Dracula's eyes were red, and he flew towards Blake! Blake waved forward again, and the members of the Fourth Natural Disaster behind him jumped off the flying carpet one after another! These members were in free fall. After reaching a certain height, the black robe on his body suddenly started to swell.

Then these members flew up directly! Then, these people rushed towards the remaining vampires on the ground! For a while, the vampires let out a series of screams.

Because those guys from the Fourth Natural Disaster actually took out Muggle firearms and shot at them. The most important thing is...the warheads are all pure silver! They are really afraid of silver!

Faced with the charging Dracula, Blake ignored it and floated directly away from its big head, and then the bone dragon went directly towards Dracula to kill him!

As for Blake, his eyes were fixed on Voldemort. At this time, no one can stop him from killing Voldemort...

"Eat him..." Blake released his lich. The lich roared and rushed towards Voldemort quickly!

"Ah!" Voldemort waved his wand angrily and rushed towards the lich.

Although he felt a familiar aura on this lich, how could he back down when the other party was coming to kill him? Besides, he was Voldemort! How could anyone dare to step on him?!

"Avada eats a big melon!"

Boom! The green light burst out and hit the lich flying in the air hard!

"Sizzle!" The lich raised his hand, and a black mist collided with the green light! The lich's body, which was rushing towards him, froze in the air! The killing curse is a death curse after all! Even a dark life like the lich will be hurt! Therefore, he couldn't let the killing curse hit him. Not to mention Voldemort's killing curse! The black mist and the green light were in a stalemate, but it didn't last too long! Because the wand in Voldemort's hand was making a sound of being unable to bear the load... "HR............!" The wand picked up by Voldemort exploded instantly! "Hateful! If I had a suitable wand..." Voldemort felt very aggrieved. Now he is at his most powerful state, but he doesn't have a handy wand... This makes him unable to get any benefits from Dumbledore, and even from this weird creature! Suddenly, Voldemort felt the ring in his hand suddenly warm up, and then, there was a hard object in his right palm... Voldemort looked subconsciously, and saw a snow-white wand appeared in his hand! The material of this wand seemed to be the bones of some animal, about fourteen inches. When he held this wand, he felt like he was holding the lifeblood of the world! The feeling of incomparable power made Voldemort intoxicated! "Swish!" Voldemort waved the new wand that suddenly appeared, and the lich in the distance was actually forced back more than ten meters! "Oh? There is a wand hidden in the ring? Interesting..." Blake waved his hand and asked the lich to step back. The wand did look extraordinary, and it seemed to be very suitable for Voldemort. This allowed him to exert his full strength, which also increased his combat power. If Voldemort and Dumbledore were to fight now, they would definitely not be suppressed like before. Of course, it is still impossible for this wand to surpass the old wand. Blake doubted that the legend of the Deathly Hallows was true... After all, how could humans create such a powerful wand? "You have hunted me before?" Voldemort asked. "Yes." "I don't seem to have any grudges against you?" "No." "Then why did you kill me?" Blake asked in surprise: "When you kill people, don't you find a reason?" Voldemort closed his mouth. The man in front of him was too powerful, of course, different from those who were killed by him later, so he wanted to test who this person was. After all, he didn't remember provoking such a terrifying person? Maybe a good talk could develop this person into an ally. However, this person's answer made him give up all his fantasies. Because the other party was obviously here to kill him, whether there was a reason or not, it didn't matter. "Avada is biting the big melon!"

"Boom!"

The green light suddenly flashed again. However, the green light stopped again...

Blake raised his right hand, and as if time had stopped, the green light stopped ten centimeters from his palm, and could no longer move forward.

"It's the killing curse again... Don't you have any new ideas?" Blake asked disdainfully.

Voldemort did not answer, because he was trying his best to control 997's own shaky killing curse!

"You disappoint me so much, Voldemort..." Blake waved his hand, and the green light dissipated directly in the air

Blake raised his left hand, and a floating skull composed of black mist suddenly appeared on his palm.

Voldemort felt extremely angry. When had he been despised like this?

"Swish!" The wand waved again. This time, the killing curse was indeed not used. Instead, various powerful black magics were used. Such a dense frequency of spells, such a powerful spell... I have to say that Voldemort is worthy of being the Dark Lord.

Even a powerful wizard like Dumbledore would be in a mess when facing such a powerful and dense attack. However, Blake did not even take out his wand, but just gently waved his right hand.

Then those dense and powerful attacks were slapped away by him like slapping mosquitoes... Those spells hit the sand next to them, causing a series of violent explosions! No one would doubt the power of those spells. But, even so, Blake still couldn't do anything...

This made Voldemort, who felt that he was extremely powerful just now, feel powerless. The opponent was like a ghost without a body, and all his attacks were ineffective. How could he fight?

"Is this all you can do? Voldemort? It's really a pity... Then, let's end it all..."

"Huh!"

The skull suddenly opened its mouth, and two black arrows rushed straight towards Voldemort!

"Hmm!"

Although this attack looked simple and unpretentious, Voldemort felt a huge sense of crisis in his heart! He vaguely felt that if he was hit... it would be miserable...

... Voldemort released 17 or 18 completely different protective magics in front of him!

However, with a series of "bang bang bang!" explosions, those protective magics were directly blocked!

Seeing that the black mist was about to hit When Blake saw Voldemort, a shield and a red rope suddenly appeared from the light gate behind him that had not been closed! The shield blocked the black mist for a second, and the red rope took the opportunity to tie Voldemort's waist and pulled him into the light gate! The speed was so fast that the two black mists did not catch up after piercing the shield! After Voldemort was pulled into the light gate, the light gate closed quickly! But Blake never let down his guard, and of course he would not let Voldemort escape so easily! I don't know when, he actually appeared directly next to the light gate! Moreover, he actually took out a magic wand in his hand! "Avada, eat the big melon!" The green light sank into the light gate at the moment when the light gate was completely closed, and hit Voldemort solidly! Although the light gate was completely closed, at the moment it was closed, Blake saw that the one hit by the killing curse Voldemort's body began to collapse again and was about to turn into ashes.

That was the look of Black, who had lost all his souls, welcoming death...

"No..." Blake faintly heard a female voice coming from the light gate that had not yet completely closed...