Chapter 1847 Dedicating Oneself to the Abyss

Remember【】for a second!

Only then did Voldemort really see clearly. His soul, this world made up of black matter, has already been riddled with holes, and shocking huge cracks and gullies spread all over the surroundings one after another.

There are as many as nine paths, which means that his soul has been split nine times.

nine times...

This number is far more than Voldemort has mastered! In his plan, he originally only wanted to split the soul seven times. Not only because this number itself has magic power, but also the limit that the soul can split, but nine times...

Voldemort couldn't recall, having torn his soul apart so many times, he had long since lost his sense of the fragments. He didn't know why his soul was split nine times?

Why did Harry Potter's soul crumble after killing him? He didn't understand why, and he didn't want to know.

His soul was breaking and his anger was burning. Voldemort could no longer calmly think and look back at the past. The huge dark gap made him fall into an unprecedented emptiness, and he needed strength to fill these gaps.

strength!

Stronger power! !

The power to fill everything! ! !

It must be fast, before the main soul collapses.

"What should I do?!" He asked sharply, he needed the owner of that voice to help him and give him more strength.

Voldemort knew it could! If it is really so omniscient and omnipotent, even if the statue is broken, the ancient god inside can help him, no matter what the cost.

He can't die!

"Sacrifice yourself, the new Beacon!" The ancient whisper echoed Voldemort with the answer, "One way ends...another opens."

"how should I do?!"

"Merge with me."

The whispers became hasty, one after another, continuous and insane.

"Open your arms and listen to the whispers!"

"It's no coincidence that our paths cross, we were meant to meet each other."

"Give yourself to the abyss, and in the dark abyss we will be one."

"No distinction between each other, no distinction between you and me!"

"You are me, and I am you. The power of the void pours into you, and your flesh and soul help you to be reborn. We will accomplish extraordinary things together, you and me, a great cause."

"Accept this greatest gift, become a new beacon, we become one, and a new god will be born."

"We will become stronger than expected, and our name will resound throughout the dark empire."

"We will be born again!"

"Then, destroy this world and devour all living things. Are you willing?"

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Boom...boom...boom...

Space is vibrating violently!

The frequency and vibration amplitude are getting stronger and stronger.

In front of Aiwen, the magical light emitted by the green rune is no longer a faint green light, but rather dazzling, like an overloaded light bulb, which seems to be burnt out at any time.

On the altar in the center, the double snake stick inserted there almost completely turned into a phantom, entering a magical state, and the two snakes spread out to both sides like the wings of a scepter.

This makes it look particularly huge, and also particularly dangerous. During the vibration, the double snake staff broke free from the control of the altar and slowly floated upwards.

Terrifying magic power poured out from it, wreaking havoc throughout the space. Under the impact of magic power, cracks appeared on the surrounding walls. The vibrations are getting louder and the tower is collapsing.

No, it's space that's shattering.

Under the tearing of countless magical powers, black cracks appeared one after another. That is the opening where the space is torn apart, anyone who encounters it will undoubtedly die.

Aiwen looked solemn, ignoring Harry, Sirius and Voldemort, he flew up high with Snape, trying to stay away from the space below and the out-of-control Snake Staff.

Soon after Voldemort disappeared, the magic got out of hand.

The magic he cast is falling into chaos.

The chaos is intensifying, and the magic power is destroying everything in the space.

Everything, including the space itself.

Ivan doesn't know what's going on?

Could it be that the powerful magical power of the double snake staff backfired Voldemort? He forcibly activated the Two Snake Wand, trying in vain to use the power of the Old Wand to master the wand and let it provide magical power to help him become an evil god, but Voldemort did not expect that the real owner of the Old Wand was Ivan.

Therefore, he suffered a backlash!

Or was Voldemort doing something to cause the magic to get out of hand?

In short, this cannot be a symptom of magic being completed, but the rhythm of collapse and destruction. Even Voldemort, under the tearing of this kind of chaotic magic power, is absolutely impossible to escape.

The current situation is far beyond Ivan's expectations, and he doesn't know what's going on. The out-of-control Snake Staff has become an unimaginable trouble. Before the magic catharsis fails, this place cannot be approached. He controlled the broomstick to keep going upwards until three figures appeared in the air.

It's Sirius, Harry, and Voldemort, and they don't look too good. All three seemed to be in a coma, or dead!

Voldemort killed Harry, Ivan can understand, but now... Voldemort's face is empty and dazed, his body is limp and weak, and his soul is lost in his monster-like body. Beside him, the Elder Wand fell together.

What happened between Harry and Voldemort? Did the two die together? The development of the matter was beyond Ivan's imagination. He had predicted many situations, but never had this kind of situation.

Alvin swooped down, waving his wand. He restrained Sirius and Harry with the Levitation Charm, bringing them closer to him.

As for Voldemort...

When Ivan was about to cast a spell on him, his body suddenly changed. A black crack appeared behind Voldemort, like black lightning, or the most ferocious shark, devouring Voldemort, together with the Elder Wand.

Ivan blinked his eyes, he couldn't believe it, Voldemort really died like this?

At this moment, a shadowy figure emerged from Harry's body.

It was fifteen-year-old Riddle, who floated beside Ivan as if he had no weight.

"I can't feel the breath of the main soul anymore!" He said melancholy.

"What's going on?" Ivan asked, and flew towards the Forbidden Forest with Harry, Sirius and Snape, his mind was all behind him, he had too many questions that needed an explanation.

"Just now, Voldemort personally killed Potter, the last Horcrux." Riddle said simply, "His death also caused a serious injury to Voldemort's soul, and the main soul was shattered."

"Broken, you mean death?" Ivan asked. Voldemort's most vulnerable place now is his soul.

To become an evil god, you need to stabilize your soul. Voldemort's soul was already on the verge of collapse after splitting again and again. Even if he used the magic power of the double snake staff to protect him, the destruction of the last Horcrux still inevitably caused his soul to be severely damaged.

So, the dramatic thing happened, and Voldemort destroyed himself? !