Chapter 65: Against the Dark Lord

"You are very ambitious, and you are very similar to me. As long as you are willing to submit to me, I can give you everything you want." Voldemort tempted.

"Dark Lord, you said as much, I am very ambitious, aren't you? Do you think you can make me surrender with just words?"

Hephis looked at Voldemort with a mocking look.

"Yes! Yes! But you love this witch, don't you?" Voldemort's tone was very disdainful when he talked about love.

"Great Dark Lord, is this the only despicable method you can resort to now?" Hephis continued to taunt.

"As long as the method works, it's fine." Voldemort didn't care about Hephaestus's ridicule at all.

"Shouldn't the focus now be on the Philosopher's Stone? After all, we don't know when Dumbledore will be back."

Seeing that his method of provoking the enemy didn't work, Hefes had to change his tactics.

"The Philosopher's Stone is in Harry Potter's pocket, give it to me." Voldemort's wand was still pointing steadily at Hermione.

Hephis took out a bright red stone from Harry's body.

He felt around and it was nothing special.

"My Lord Dark Lord, do you think this is it?" Hephaestus said calmly, tossing the Philosopher's Stone up and down in his hand.

"Throw it to me." Voldemort said excitedly.

Hephaestus threw the Philosopher's Stone directly in the direction of Voldemort, but it was a little off and the force was quite strong.

"You are looking for death." Voldemort roared angrily and raised his wand.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

Hephis threw out a chicken and took the killing curse.

The shadow box started and directly picked up Hermione.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

"Avada eats the big melon!"

Voldemort madly shot the Killing Curse at Hephesus.

Hephis also quickly waved his wand, and stone walls appeared.

However, the Killing Curse cannot be blocked by dead objects.

The green light penetrated the stone wall, but became a little thinner, brushing against Hephes' ear and passing by.

"Flocks of birds!" Hephis conjured up dozens of birds, which flew towards Voldemort to block his sight.

Voldemort's lower body was like black mist, and he flew directly up.

A giant snake as high as five meters suddenly appeared, with its bloody mouth wide open, breaking through the flock of birds and pouncing towards Hephes.

Four black ropes emerged from the ground and entangled the snake's body and head.

But the snake was too big and too slippery.

The giant snake's head still fell down, but the cloak pulled Hephaestus back in time, saving him from danger.

Harry was in a more miserable situation, as he was right on the edge of the snake's head.

Not only was his head broken and bleeding by the flying debris, but he was also blown away by the twisting snake head, and his life or death is unknown.

"Shit, Harry."

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

The spell came from behind Hephis and hit him directly.

It hurts, it really hurts.

His heart felt like it was being pierced by a needle, and his bones felt like they were being crushed bit by bit. Hephes curled up completely.

Voldemort was about to continue casting the spell.

The cloak carried Hephis directly into the air, quickly putting distance between him and Voldemort.

The cloak carried Hephaest around the giant snake, avoiding Voldemort's spells.

Shadow immediately released the restraint on the giant snake, and six small flying swords stabbed towards Voldemort.

Voldemort's lower body turned into black mist and flew as he dodged, with the six swords following him like a shadow.

Hephaestus finally recovered from the Cruciatus Curse, and was now being held against the snake's head by his cloak.

Although his body still hurt a little, it did not stop him from continuing to fight.

Voldemort created a hollow circle made entirely of water, and all six flying swords were wrapped inside it.

No matter how the flying sword stabbed or chopped, it could not break through this prison cell formed by water.

Voldemort flew directly to Harry's side.

"Hephis, I am now less than one-tenth of my strength in my prime. I will give you another chance, submit to me and work for me. I can give you everything, including eternal life." Voldemort tempted.

"Like you are now?" Hephis mocked directly.

"So what? The final winner can only be me." Voldemort showed the bright red stone in his hand.

The snake's head was still shaking, making Hephis feel a little dizzy.

He was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to kill with one blow.

"I know you believed the rumor that I was defeated by a babe in swaddling clothes." Voldemort crouched down.

"See how untrue the rumors are." Voldemort touched Harry's face with his hand.

"Ah!" A shrill scream came from Quirrell's mouth.

Quirrell's hands seemed to be corroded by time, first turning black and then weathered.

Hephis immediately turned into a shadow substitute and appeared in front of Quirrell, and the shadow gun directly pierced Quirrell's heart.

Quirrell screamed again, and fell down, landing right on top of Harry.

Other parts of Quirrell's body also began to weather.

Hephis quickly pulled Harry away from Quirrell.

He checked Harry's breath and found that he was fine, still breathing.

"Do you know there's an old saying, villains..." Hephis hadn't finished his taunting.

A ball of black mist broke away from Quirrell's body and rushed directly towards Hephis.

The black fog hit the shadow shield that Hephis had set up long ago.

The shadow instantly formed a sphere and wrapped up Voldemort.

However, Voldemort in the form of black mist could even penetrate shadows and was emerging from the shadows little by little.

The Shadow Flying Sword's attempt to strangle the black fog was useless; the black fog was dispersed and then condensed into a ball again.

Voldemort finally emerged and continued to rush towards Hephes.

Voldemort wants to possess Hephesus' soul.

Torture him.

Kill him.

The shadow shield once again blocked the black fog.

But this time Voldemort was as flexible as a snake, and he flew in a twisting manner.

If Hephis didn't have seven shadow shields, it would have been a bit difficult.

Shadow? Voldemort actually has a shadow?

Hephis directly expanded the area of ​​the shadow shield, allowing the shadow shield to surround Voldemort from all directions.

Finally, the shadow ball wrapped up Voldemort again.

This time, Hephis directly made Voldemort's shadow appear outside the sphere.

As for the remaining shadows, as long as Voldemort showed up a little, his shadow would cover that little bit like a bowl, and the cycle would repeat over and over again.

Hephis took the scissors and cut Voldemort's shadow with difficulty.

Voldemort's shadow was like a steel plate, and after three minutes of cutting, only a shallow mark was left.

Hephis used a saw, a self-rotating saw, to start sawing Voldemort's shadow.

Voldemort's shadow was too tough. Although a small cut was made, it would take an unknown amount of time to cut it off completely.

Now he can only pry it out, and he will get as much as he can in 10 minutes.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and Hephis crumpled up the shadow fragments and put them away.

He directly opened the restrictions of the shadow and released Voldemort.

Voldemort was not impulsive this time, but just looked at Hephesus coldly.

"Dark Lord, Dumbledore will be back soon, you probably don't want to meet him." Hephesus said bluntly.