Chapter 316 Voldemort is truly a genius in the dark arts
"Voldemort, can you try something new?"
Hephis frowned, his voice full of obvious dissatisfaction.
Voldemort ignored him and rammed his wand into the hard ground.
The wand in his hand was shaking violently at this moment, as if it would break in the next second.
His hands were clenched tightly around his wand, his knuckles turning white from the strain.
The black spots that spread rapidly in the palm of the hand were like corrosive poison.
It ruthlessly eroded his flesh, leaving holes deep enough to see the bones.
But Voldemort still gritted his teeth and persisted until he finally chanted the ancient forbidden spell - "Everything is destroyed!"
As the spell was completed, the entire dungeon began to shake violently as if it had been hit by an earthquake.
The walls, the floor, even everything in the air, began to dissipate.
As if wiped out from this world by an invisible hand.
In the midst of this chaos, a figure appeared silently in the shadow of the dungeon. It was Krivat.
She was wrapped tightly in a black cloak, revealing only a pair of eyes full of hatred.
She has been waiting.
Waiting for an opportunity to kill Voldemort with his own hands.
Without hesitation, she raised her wand, pointed it in the direction of Voldemort, and shouted, "Avada Kedavra!"
Her voice was filled with deep hatred for Voldemort and the madness to kill him.
Voldemort was shocked. He suddenly turned sideways and almost avoided the fatal blow by instinct and a little luck.
However, due to the violent movement, he lost his balance and fell flat on his face.
The green light also hit the ground, smashing it into pieces, which shows how powerful it is.
Hephesus naturally also noticed this scene.
He raised his left hand, and the ring hanging on it emitted a golden light.
As if invisible chains had bound all the turmoil, the dungeon returned to peace.
Then a golden and red halo appeared under Krivat's feet.
She screamed in terror and fell directly from the aperture, away from the battlefield.
Hefis didn't care what Krivat's reasons were, he hadn't had enough fun yet.
How could he allow anyone to interrupt the battle between him and Voldemort.
Voldemort climbed up from the ground with lingering fear, his eyes flickering.
He was not at his best at the moment.
The soul in the Horcrux Nagini was destroyed, and the wand belonged to someone else, making him extremely vulnerable in this duel.
In this state, it is simply a pipe dream to confront Hephis head-on.
The idea of escaping quickly took root in his mind.
But at this moment, Hephis clenched his left hand into a fist and lightly hit the air.
A mirror space was formed instantly, enveloping both of them.
"Voldemort, don't even think about running away this time."
Hephaestus looked at Voldemort calmly, "Let us fight to the bitter end."
Voldemort looked around, space was constantly twisting and changing, and he realized that he might not be able to escape.
His snake face was full of viciousness, and he waved his wand quickly, and his body began to swell.
As far as he knew, his Horcrux was hidden very secretly and no one had discovered it yet, so he still had a chance to be resurrected.
So he wanted to die with Hephaestus.
But the wand in his hand could no longer hold on, and the huge magic power caused the wand to explode.
Voldemort stood there in a daze, his inflated body quickly shrinking back to its original shape like a balloon punctured by a needle.
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body instantly became weak.
Hephaestus was also stunned by Voldemort's miserable condition.
He shook his head in disappointment.
He wants to find someone to fight now, why is it so difficult?
He didn't even dare to use his shadow powers, fearing that the battle would be over in a flash.
Hephis waved his hand helplessly and knocked him unconscious.
He cut off Voldemort's shadow, bound its entire body, and then threw it into the mirror space.
He was not at ease to lock Voldemort in some other place, so the mirror space was better.
There was no hanging ring in this place, and even for Hephes himself, it would take some effort to escape.
After he stabilized the space casually, he swallowed Voldemort's shadow.
Hephis smacked his lips as he looked through his memories.
I don’t know whether to say Voldemort is stupid or smart.
Voldemort has actually controlled quite a few wizards and magical creatures.
It can be said that as long as he can endure until the Shadows and Muggles officially go to war, he can stab them in the back.
Not to mention how much damage it can cause to Hephis, but it is definitely a fatal blow to Shadow.
But Voldemort was more obsessed with the prophecy about his fate and put killing Harry first.
The reason he was smart was that he wanted to take advantage of the fact that Hephaestus and Dumbledore were dueling and had no time to deal with him.
Using Black as bait, he lured Harry to come to the rescue.
I just don't know if it's because he's too arrogant or if he simply looks down on Harry.
He didn't even deploy any subordinates and chose to act alone.
As a result, Draco killed Nagini and his Horcruxes were destroyed along with her.
Voldemort even killed the last soul fragment in Harry's body with his own hands.
Now that he is without the protection of the Horcruxes, Voldemort can be killed at any time.
Hephis was also filled with sorrow after reading these memories.
It’s really your own fault!
Hephis copied several of Voldemort's latest magics.
These magics are obviously more in line with his shadow.
He looked at these magics and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Voldemort is truly a genius in the dark arts.
These spells were obtained by Voldemort in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, and they are all incomplete copies.
Even the forbidden spell "Annihilation of All Things" only had less than one-tenth of it remaining.
However, Voldemort relied on these fragmentary clues.
In just less than a year.
Not only did he restore these ancient magics, he even managed to reduce the difficulty of casting them.
As for why it takes a year.
Voldemort had previously stood at the pinnacle of the wizarding world with his own strength.
He had no intention of studying these magics.
The appearance of Hephaestus aroused his desire to study these powerful magics in depth.
A complex emotion flashed in Hephis's eyes.
There are still many such fragments of magic in the wizarding world, and even in the library of Brian's old house there are many.
If Voldemort could concentrate on studying these fragments and restore them.
He could make a huge contribution to the wizarding world, even revolutionize it.
It would be a pity if such a talent were killed like this.
