Chapter 1019 Dumbledore VS Voldemort

Alvin and Elaine appeared at the bottom of the abyss, and they didn't see the statues of Keresis and the evil god.

Because this place is full of flesh and blood corpses that were tortured to death, like hell, the real abyss hell.

On the ground, on the statues on the surrounding walls, blood was everywhere as far as the eye could see.

The blood didn't dry up; it gurgled from wounds, eyes, noses, mouths and other openings in the corpse.

These corpses, regardless of whether they were human beings or not, all had pained and distorted expressions on their faces, as if they were dying.

Elaine hugged Iwen tightly, not daring to look, the scene in front of her was too shocking, far beyond her imagination.

In order to split the few remaining souls again, Voldemort used cruel methods to kill many lives.

At the bottom of the abyss, he was engaged in a long battle with Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, you are as hypocritical and stupid as ever!" Voldemort screamed, "You think this will kill me, you think your magic will work on me? Ridiculous, when will I die, you You'll be dead anytime!"

He had just split his soul, but he wasn't as weak as Harry said, and didn't seem to be affected.

With a wild swing of his wand, he cast a deadly spell at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore moved quickly, the spell missed, hit the deserted ground, and burst into flames.

With the light of the soaring fire, Ivan finally saw the statue of the evil god in the corner and Keresis lying on the ground whose life and death were uncertain.

Elaine saw it too, and she wanted to go there, but Voldemort's magic stopped them both.

He is controlling the flame, which is the Fierce Fire Curse, which is much stronger than the Fierce Fire Curse used by Ivan, and the golden flame that is enough to burn everything is raging in the space.

They obeyed Voldemort's command, whirling and rolling in the sky, shaking Dumbledore tightly.

"Die, Dumbledore!" Voldemort roared in a cold voice, "and you, Irving Mason, Elaine Slytherin and Harry Potter, you idiots have no idea what's here, don't know My strength, dare to come here, you will all die, and become a sacrifice for my achievement of immortality."

Accompanied by the blazing flames, a strong sense of oppression came oncoming, and Aiwen blocked Elaine behind him.

He waved his wand, and an orange-red magic barrier appeared in front of them, blocking the incoming flames.

"Nobody dies, Tom, but you!" said Dumbledore quietly.

In a blink of an eye, all the Fiendfire around him dispersed, his blue eyes gleamed with anger, a spell condensed at the end of his wand, and the whole space trembled, and the power of the spell that Dumbledore was condensing made Ivan feel Suffocated, even the roots of the hair stand on end.

Voldemort paused as he prepared his own protective magic, the same shield conjured from thin air.

But he won't succeed, Ivan's wand moved forward quickly, throwing three spells in a row, the space around Voldemort changed rapidly, his magic was interrupted by Ivan, and he couldn't apparate, gravel and dirt were flying, as if Like life, flying in the air.

Under Aiwen's control, they quickly transformed into chains, binding Voldemort firmly.

The next second, Dumbledore's magic hit him with a horrific crash, and he flew backwards.

It's over, Voldemort did use up power when splitting his soul, and he couldn't face both Dumbledore and Irwin at the same time.

It would be great if Voldemort and the Cthulhu statues could be dealt with here.

Because of the Horcruxes, Voldemort will definitely not die, but as long as he stays here

Ivan watched Voldemort on the ground closely to prevent him from escaping, but something was wrong with the magic column in the air.

"Heart, Alvin!" Dumbledore said, "Maintain your protective magic and don't relax!"

He flashed in front of Ivan and Elaine, and the white barrier appeared again.

Opposite them, Voldemort's body was disappearing little by little, turning black and blending with everything around him.

At the bottom of the abyss, the darkness became deeper, and the endless darkness oppressed the three of them like a mist, and the mist contained terrifying power.

"That magic didn't work on him!" said Dumbledore, seemingly surprised. "We're going to do it another way!"

Kacha Πcha, the statues of Viking warriors on the surrounding walls suddenly moved, and they jumped off the wall.

One, two, three, more and more statues, as long as they are touched by Voldemort, they gain life.

These ancient Viking warriors had ferocious and terrifying faces, and they wore thick armor. The shortest one was as tall as five or six Avens.

They hold sharp weapons made of rocks in their hands, including axes, spears, giant swords and so on.

Moving stiffly but with increasing speed, the statue leaped at them, brandishing its weapon.

Aiwen has no doubt that if he is cut, he will be seriously injured if he is not dead.

"You don't want to kill me, Dumbledore!" Voldemort shouted, his figure condensed in the air again, showing a translucent shape, the snake's face became paler, and the scarlet eyes narrowed tightly, " Is there anything more ruthless than this?"

"We all know that there are many other ways to destroy a person, Tom." Dumbledore said calmly, "Although I know you have undergone a transformation, I never thought that you would become like this. It’s really not human anymore! I have to admit, just taking my life won’t satisfy me.”

He swung his wand, and a bolt of lightning flew from the end of the wand.

Amidst the roar, the huge destructive force smashed all the statues of nearly a hundred Viking warriors that rushed towards them.

Aiwen also attacked. Although the statues of these ancient Viking warriors looked scary, they were very weak.

But I don't know why, Ivan always feels that something is wrong, there are strange magic fluctuations on these statues.

That wasn't Voldemort's magic, Ivan didn't even know what they were for.

Soon, the ground was covered with fragments of statues, everywhere.

"Hypocrisy!" Voldemort roared, his body gradually recovered, "I will kill you!"

"This is where you are sad, Tom." Dumbledore's voice was very soft, as if two people were discussing something about drinking, he left Aiwen and Elaine, and walked towards Voldine unsuspectingly, "As we know, your greatest failing is not understanding that there are worse things than death."

Voldemort didn't answer, he stepped back, he seemed to be afraid of Dumbledore, afraid of him approaching.

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