Chapter 1026 ? Voldemort Stepped on Lego Barefoot

Then Allen rushed towards the Dark Lord, and like an ancient Muggle holding a stick, both hands swung the staff heavily at the Dark Lord in a physical attack with terrifying force, and the white-haired wizard couldn't see it at all. Anger flared on the wounded face.

Voldemort had no time to speak, so he could only raise his silver shield, which was originally used to resist the curse, and tried to use it like a Muggle to withstand the physical attack of the boy's staff in front of him - the power of the shadow made the staff project out of him The shadow, so that Allen can deal this basic physical damage by waving his staff in the air from thirty feet away.

The sound of impact echoed in the empty Muggle park, and the two consecutive blows came from Allen's heavy blows-the Dark Lord staggered under the weakness brought about by the previous spell and this attack, and fragments of the silver shield fell one after another It cracked and scattered, and the edge of this small shield was constantly smashed into small pieces.

These scattered fragments also splattered and pierced the pure black robe on the Dark Lord's body, leaving some wounds on his body, but they were not fatal but only scratches. The Dark Lord wanted to cast spells and curse, But Allen's successive attacks didn't give him this chance.

Afterwards, Allen had already rushed to Voldemort's side, and the third time he made direct contact with the silver shield with the top of his staff, the tip of the skull staff of the deep hell fiend that started to burn with black flames let out a devil's shrill laugh, Under the severe pain in the Dark Lord's left hand, the silver shield carefully crafted by himself was instantly restored with some metal powder - in this duel, without resisting a spell, this shield was directly In contact with Allen's staff, it was restored to the basic material form before the successful magic item was made by the Magic Duncan Disintegration Technique contained in it.

"I'll pay you back!" Allen shouted triumphantly. He raised his staff and jumped up. Although he didn't know how to do it, he swung his staff again with amazing speed and agility. Before the Dark Lord had time Reacting to the loss of a silver shield, he only had time to let out an exclamation, and then rolled to one side instead of focusing on impressions as before, barely dodging the opponent's two-handed blow.

Where he fell just now, a crack was smashed into the concrete floor. The high temperature brought by the black flames scorched everything nearby, and the concrete gravel and the silver shield fragments that were shattered in the first two attacks splashed down. one place.

"Stop! We are not Muggles, we should use magic in duels!" the Dark Lord roared, and he stood up in a hurry. The dust on the ground made his all-black robes look very sloppy.

"Then you have to wait for me to pay you back!" Allen grinned. In fact, he was no longer angry after venting continuously-under the effect of the energy absorbing spell just now, the weakened Voldemort The weak dodging action now seems to be in line with the signs of aging in his early seventies, and with Alan, who is less than seventeen years old, the scene at this time was a bit like a bad boy trying to beat a bully with a stick. old man...

But the strong sense of humiliation surrounded Tom Riddle, reminding him of the bullying he suffered before he realized his abilities in the orphanage.

But Voldemort's angry desire for revenge was interrupted, because Alan raised his huge staff and threw it down at Voldemort again, and this time he seemed to have found a combo method, and he was able to dodge the other sideways. Time took advantage of the situation and swept past fiercely.

This forced Voldemort to jump up and dodge in a way that was not suitable for his age, but Voldemort, who had recovered his rhythm somewhat, was still in the air, so he threw it out with the wand in his clenched hand.

"Avada ate a big melon!!!" Before jumping to the highest point, a green light approached Allen, and Voldemort felt that he had used the fastest killing curse in his life.

And at this close range, it is impossible for Allen to have time to use the transformation technique to pull up a high enough earth wall as an obstacle defense.

But under Voldemort's delighted eyes, Allen in front of him didn't panic, and stopped hitting people with his staff. He just waved his hand to the ground as if he didn't care about the last wave cast by the Dark Lord himself. Good at deadly spells in general.

Amid the involuntary gasps of astonishment from the wizard outside the field, just when the green light was about to hit Allen, Allen's head blurred and suddenly separated from the middle, split in two from his neck, and the Death Curse It passed through the split gap directly from the middle without hindrance.

What looks even more creepy and weird is that the eyes on both sides of Allen's head, which was emitting black mist around the edge, looked at Voldemort at the same time, with some mocking smiles.

"Pillock!!!" The piercing pain from the soles of his feet the moment he landed made Voldemort ignore the uneasiness and fear caused by Allen's strange way of dodging the attack, and he also ignored the fact that he was currently live broadcasting and couldn't maintain his image After cursing a native English curse, his pale snake face instantly distorted and wrinkled into a ball because of the full spread of the pain. His hands were caressing his feet but he didn't dare to touch them.

The bald middle-aged wizard who was holding his breath in the distance and didn't dare to breathe out gave a close-up of the expression on Voldemort's face through the live monitor. Seeing such a ferocious expression of the mysterious man at close range, he was overwhelmed with shock. Taking a breath of cool air, he felt that the soles of his feet were also aching. Without Dumbledore noticing, he subconsciously covered Harry's eyes with some immature and green eyes with his old hands.

What Voldemort, who had just jumped up, didn't notice at all, was that almost as soon as he cast it, Allen quickly cast and completed a transformation technique on the ground under his feet, and the former cement and silver shield fragments became The iron Lego toys suddenly appeared at Voldemort's feet. The round protrusions that those Lego toys had originally turned into sharp cones with metallic luster.

And Voldemort, who has always been used to not wearing shoes, just jumped up with bare feet to avoid Alan's sweep. After casting the spell, his attention was completely on Alan, and now he fell heavily, and his two feet stepped on it firmly. On several sharply raised iron Lego pieces, these little Muggle toys hit the soles of his feet.

It wasn't until now that Voldemort looked down at the sharp little things that he realized what they were, and he couldn't believe that the thing that gave him such pain was not something more magical but some sort of building blocks - and in order not to It was even more embarrassing in the live broadcast, so that all the wizards could see his distressed appearance. After the first outburst, Voldemort tried his best to restrain his desire to scream. His pale, hairless face was flushed and recovered. There was a little blood, but the continuous and uncontrollable pain made him tremble when he raised his head, and the two slit-like nostrils opened and closed.

"According to the words of Muggles, pain can be divided into three levels-pain, unbearable pain, and pain of stepping on Lego..." Allen did not continue to chase, but lifted his robe, revealing the mysterious pain on his feet. Warlock boots, he raised his foot and shook the bottom of the boots with non-slip patterns as if to show the Dark Lord, "Tom...you know I'm not very interested in bloodlines, but whether it is My pure blood family gave me a decent education on how to maintain a pure blood wizard, or Muggle school will teach children not to walk barefoot outside to avoid accidents... all so famous Dark Lord. ..you should also dress a little better, so you will take less damage..."

Voldemort, who was in pain, didn't have the time to respond to Alan's taunt. He hid his anger and other emotions in his heart. With rich combat experience, he knelt on the ground instead of the soles of his feet for support, and then the apparition opened some distance. Taking advantage of Alan's lack of pursuit At the same time, he squatted on the ground and waved his wand vigorously. With his movement, there was a rumbling sound from the ground, the ground trembled continuously, and the gate to another world made of white bones began to appear out of thin air.

And just when Voldemort cast the summoning spell and let himself teleport to try to distance himself, Allen waved his hand without a wand, and the wizards watching the duel from a distance were shocked at the same time when Voldemort showed his figure. Exhaling, the bald wizard who had been monitoring the screen hastily moved his hand away from the instrument, so as not to cause the camera to tremble.

But Voldemort, who had just reappeared, didn't feel anything unusual. He seized the time to lift his leg stiffly, and pointed his wand at his foot covered in dust and grass leaves. The tip of the wand trembled slightly, and the Lego quickly bounced off his foot. , leaving a few bloody and sunken marks, blood burst out from those sunken spots, the pain of the soles of the feet seemed to be written into the memory of the skin - the Dark Lord did not intend to end this duel just like this, He knew that this kind of injury without magic power could heal himself with magic as long as he was given a little time.

Reflecting the collection of all the ugly, evil and chaotic, attributed to the ultimate cruelty came out from the other side of the forming gate, and began to gradually spread in this park, a huge monster flew out of the filling, stood on the Between Allen and Voldemort.