Chapter 287 The Villain Appears

As mentioned in the previous article, when Schelling and Voldemort were about to fight to the death, they unexpectedly turned off the fire and ceased fighting.

Xie Lin frowned tightly. He keenly sensed that every particle and every element in the air was trembling indistinctly. This was a sign that a suppressed powerful magic wave was about to appear. Xie Lin His pupils are no longer gray, but are changing rapidly among the four colors of red, blue, blue and white. This is the state where he has pushed his magic eyes to the limit——

The magic fluctuations in the air are extremely unusual and rare, but they are all too familiar to Xie Lin——

It's space magic!

At that moment, he seemed to have figured out something. His brows slowly opened, and his usually careless and cynical face showed an extremely complicated expression - expectation, excitement, excitement, but It is also nervous, uneasy, and fearful, and it is also full of melancholy, memories, bitterness and bitterness...

Various feelings were intertwined, and he didn't know what he was feeling at this moment.

The expression on Voldemort's face immediately changed dramatically, and his snake face that no longer looked like a humanoid became a bit humane. Although this magic wave is obscure, how could it be hidden from a wizard of his level? This is obviously a magic wave that has been suppressed by special techniques. The false peace usually means how terrifying the power that can burst out behind it is -

"Damn," he was so shocked. He really couldn't believe that Xie Lin actually had other back-ups at this critical moment!

But as the strange expression on Xie Lin's face changed, Voldemort suddenly realized that this was not Malfoy's backhand, but a sudden plot that both of them were kept in the dark about, but -

What's going on with the expression on this kid's face?

As the most famous Dark Lord in this century, he has been fighting with him for so long, and the hypocritical smile on his face has never faded. Now he looks like he just picked up a magic stone on the roadside, and found himself dead at the same time. What's going on with Dad's face?

The Dark Lord has been able to dominate the wizarding world of Great Britain for so many years. In his heyday, even Dumbledore, who is recognized as the strongest in the world, could not stop him. Moreover, he is also good at using the Imperius Curse and the Cruciatus Curse to subvert the order. This shows that he is maintaining How delicate is his mind when he is calm and rational. From the change in Xie Lin's expression, it was not difficult for him to guess that Xie Lin was clearly aware of the changes in the situation at this moment.

"Boy..." Voldemort couldn't help but ask, "Do you know what's going on?"

"Can't you see?" Xie Lin didn't even look at Voldemort. His eyes were still looking into the distance. His emotionless voice sounded faintly: "This is a very large-scale anti-Apparition magic. I guess Apparition is no longer possible within a radius of a hundred miles..."

"What?" Voldemort quickly tried to use Apparition, but saw that he waved his wand, but his whole body stayed in place, confirming that what Schelling said was not false. Voldemort said hoarsely: "How could this happen?"

He was beginning to feel impatient at the moment. His original plan to escape using Apparition was about to go to waste. Besides, even if he could fight his way out with his strength, he didn't think that his incompetent servants could do that. ability.

Xie Lin laughed at Voldemort's move, "I said, you don't really think I did this, do you?"

"It's really not you?" Although Voldemort had already guessed, he couldn't help but wanted to confirm it once.

"Who is behind such a big trick under our noses?" Xie Lin said lightly, "Actually, you should have guessed it, right?"

"you mean……"

Before Voldemort could finish his words, a loud snapping sound suddenly came from Xie Lin's hand, just like a Muggle high-voltage wire being disconnected. Xie Lin's left hand suddenly burst out with a sparkling white light, which was originally directed towards With a virtual press, the palm that maintained the overweight area was suddenly violently shaken open.

Xie Lin couldn't help but let out a soft cry when he felt a burning pain in his hand. He immediately took his hand back, put it to his mouth and blew gently - taking a quick glance, a shocking black mark appeared in the center of his palm. Running across the entire palm, the black mark looked like the flesh had been burnt.

Voldemort suddenly felt inexplicably light. At the same time, the Death Eaters and the Inferi also broke free from the oppression of gravity and stood up again.

Yes, the magic that made even Voldemort helpless - Schelling's overweight domain was broken.

Xie Lin suddenly raised his head and glanced at the entrance of the cemetery with slightly narrowed eyes, where a moss-covered and dilapidated monster statue originally stood.

Voldemort's red gaze kept flashing, and he also cast his gaze in the same direction at the same time.

At this moment, Voldemort and Schelling remained silent, silently looking at the entrance to the cemetery. The Death Eaters gathered together, but no one dared to speak and make a sound. Even the unintelligent Inferi knew how to stay still.

The scene suddenly fell into an eerie silence - the only sound left in everyone's ears was the whistling of the breeze.

There was a crunching sound, and the monster statue suddenly cracked from top to bottom, and finally separated from the left and right - revealing a large hole in the ground. The whole process took less than a minute.

A burst of delicate laughter like silver bells came from the pit.

"Hey, I say, your information is really unreliable--" This is a pleasant female voice, with a strong Welsh accent, but it sounds very elegant, "When we agreed to cooperate, I clearly remember that in the so-called precious information you provided--there was no mention of the Malfoy kid knowing this gravity magic, not to mention the previous perfect Fiendfyre and the space magic that can even transfer the Killing Curse--"

"Fortunately I didn't listen to you--" A man and a woman slowly floated up from the pit.

Xie Lin's pupils shrank, and the veins on the hand holding the magic wand suddenly bulged, and he couldn't stop shaking--he knew both of them.

The man was wearing a sleeveless leather vest, with huge skull tattoos on his arms. He was the pirate king Barbarosha who was seriously injured and fled not long ago. At this moment, his arms have recovered as before, and it is completely impossible to tell that he had lost an arm.

The woman was plump, with red lips and white teeth. The most eye-catching thing was her pair of bright eyes. The left eye was emerald green, while the right eye was sea blue. They were very rare heterochromatic pupils.

It was Meredith.

Or, Morgan Le Fay.

"Hmph, you, a dignified mage, lost to an underage boy in a one-on-one duel. You did such a shameful thing, but you dared not accept it--" the woman said with a smile, "I felt very strange when I heard you mention it at that time. Now it seems--" the woman's plump red lips curled up slightly, "You not only lost to him, you didn't even force him to reveal his trump card. If we had listened to your arrangement today, hmph--"

"You should be thankful for this... Fortunately, I have carefully arranged this 'two demons fighting' situation tonight--" The woman cast a sharp gaze at Xie Lin, and the two of them looked at each other, "Look, don't you see the true strength of--my brother Xie Lin--?"

After the woman finished speaking, she gently waved her hand, and black pits appeared one after another on the ground behind them, and then one after another, figures in black robes slowly rose from the pits, and the number of people was close to a hundred.

These figures were surrounded by a black aura, making it impossible to see their true appearance.

The only thing that could be seen clearly was that the black robes these people wore had red flying dragons embroidered on the collars and cuffs of the robes. This iconic attire indicated the identity of these people - the Shadow of the Demonic Dragon.