Chapter Seven Hundred and Ninety-Two Violent Crushing

"yes?"

George's cold voice came to Voldemort's ears.

"Oops, when..."

The voice in his ear shocked Voldemort. Before he could react, a big foot was already attached to his skeleton-white face.

Pain, roar, mixed with a huge force, kicked him into the air.

The magic of Voldemort's shot is not weak. Thousands of tons of yellow sand are enough to crush any magical protection under the action of magic. The special terrain has enhanced the power of this magic to the extreme.

If George foolishly uses magic to resist the natural disaster, he will be at a disadvantage in the beginning. But the biggest difference between George and Voldemort is that he never does anything he is not sure about.

George had beaten Tom Riddle too many times over the course of the year compared to how little Earth Demon knew about him.

After George made all the preparations, there would be no suspense in this fight from the very beginning.

At the moment when the sandstorm closed, he used the yellow sand to cover the shadow of the sky, used the shadow shuttle, and appeared behind Voldemort.

In front of George's magic-enhanced, diamond-like body, the violent attack with his bare hands was no less inferior to any magic.

George carried the wind and thunder in his hands, and his footsteps followed him, colliding, impacting, mixed with rumbling sonic booms.

The hands that were strengthened by magic power instantly detonated Voldemort's whole body.

"So strong!"

The battle in front of him has terrified everyone.

The sandstorm that fills the sky is no longer like a wizard's method, but the most terrifying natural disaster. No one knows whether George can stop this terrible offensive.

Harry and the others, although they were confident in George, still had lingering fears when they saw Voldemort's terrifying offensive.

If they moved from place to place and had them face Voldemort, the simplest magic would be enough to make them battered.

Harry clenched his fists and clenched his teeth. Damn Voldemort, he was so powerful.

Fortunately, they didn't worry for long.

When George shot and Voldemort was hit by George, they breathed a long sigh of relief, and now they had the upper hand.

"Kill him, kill him, kill Voldemort."

Ron waved his fist excitedly, cheering for George happily.

On the battlefield, blood splattered and flesh and blood flew.

Voldemort made an inadvertent move, and he was completely at a disadvantage.

George made his move mercilessly, not leaving Voldemort's nose and forehead.

The turbulent magic power made George like a powder keg that was about to explode. Every time he stepped, he stepped on a huge explosion on the ground. The recoil of the explosion made his double hammer-like iron fist bring more violent power.

At this time, George was using the human transformation of Animagus.

This magic, which he named "Deified Armament", can instantly turn wizards into the most violent warriors. Just like the prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex was forced to shrink by magic, George's height of two meters at this time, under the strengthening of magic, has a mass of several tons.

His hands turned into afterimages, his fists ripped apart the atmosphere, mixed with sonic booms, each punch was like a hammer, repeatedly hammering Voldemort's bright bald head.

Voldemort's nose, which he didn't have in the first place, had been completely smashed into the head.

Blood spattered from Voldemort's nose, eyes, ears.

White, red, black, and purple things all bloom.

Voldemort's face seemed to have opened a dye shop, as if it was covered with ribbons, blood and flesh were flying, and it was horrible to see.

In the Death Eater phalanx, she couldn't bear to watch it any longer. Bellatrix was undecided, she trembled, "Why is that monster so terrible, Master, will he lose?"

"Master is absolutely impossible to lose." Malfoy said decisively, "Master is showing the enemy's weakness, he is paralyzing the opponent, this is a trap. He will soon turn the situation and kill the opponent easily. "

Listening to Malfoy's sonorous words, Bellatrix calmed down.

"You're right, Draco, the master is showing weakness, the master is invincible."

Bellatrix said to himself, "This is a trap, a terrible trap, and the master will soon turn the tide and kill the opponent."

While talking to herself, she couldn't bear to widen her eyes, watching the scenes on the battlefield.

Scene by scene on the battlefield, Voldemort's situation, really makes people smell sad and see tears.

Voldemort's bright bald head, like a boxing target, was constantly struck by his terrifying opponent.

Straight punch, straight punch, straight punch, left hook, right hook, elbow, straight punch, ....

George's fists turned into the most terrifying weapons, and it was like he was beating gongs and drums with his fists.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Voldemort's head, under George's iron fist, made an eerie sound.

Played for more than five minutes.

"Boom, boom, boom"

George almost thought that Voldemort's brain had been emptied by him, so that all the terrible noises were made.

Thinking so in my heart, George's attack didn't stop at all.

The fists of justice are still continuing to judge this demon king who makes others shudder.

The people watching the battle could hardly bear to watch it any longer.

Even Ron stopped shouting and cheering, "Is Voldemort dead?"

Hermione and Harry didn't answer, and it stands to reason that the wizard should have died a long time ago with such an injury.

But Voldemort wasn't human, they couldn't be sure.

The Death Eaters felt chills in their hearts, and Bellatrix couldn't help but murmured, "Master seems to have gone too far in acting. If you fight like this, even ten giant dragons should be beaten to death."

She suggested, "How about we go and remind the master?"

Malfoy said decisively, "Absolutely not. For the master, we only need to have absolute trust and pay our loyalty unconditionally. We can feel the master's strength, the master is invincible, and we cannot disturb his game. ."

Bellatrix paced back and forth nervously, "Is it really good to just watch from the sidelines like this?"

"Do you want to take on the Master's wrath?" Malfoy asked rhetorically.

Bellatrix finally stopped talking and continued to observe the battle.

George beat Voldemort as always, without any intention of stopping.

Although this kind of battle is a bit simple and even looks a bit boring, as long as it can be easily won, George will never deliberately cause trouble for himself.

He would never have had the idea of ​​letting Voldemort relax without putting his own advantages aside.

If he can, he doesn't mind, just kill Voldemort like this, whether it looks good or not, that is something the audience needs to consider.