Chapter 463 Unexpected Huge Gains

Time seemed to have passed in a flash, yet it seemed to have passed forever. A shrill howl resounded throughout the cell, a tremor and pain from the soul. With the return of the soul-searching talisman, and a large amount of memories pouring in; at the same time, the results of the soul-sucking also poured into his mind; Yang Tian seemed to be stuck in a sluggish state of thinking.

But he forced himself to stay alert and did not stop. Because he was shocked to find that the surroundings of Voldemort's soul No. 1 were actually glowing green! Could this be the surrender after despair and extreme pain?

Without any hesitation, Yang Tian gently rolled his wand again, and his soul began to spin, releasing waves of black air that continued to condense, eventually forming a black seed. The next moment, Yang Tian slapped it on the center of Voldemort's soul.

But a scream of "Ah" was heard, and the Dark Lord fell into darkness completely...

At this moment, Yang Tian was torn between inner and outer feelings, feeling both extremely excited and terrified.

On the one hand, this was an opportunity he had never expected! He was a Dark Lord, how could he be easily defeated and even become a servant of a child? But this thing really happened, even if it was only for a moment, but it really happened. Could it be that he really became the nightmare of this great devil?

But on the other hand, he didn't know how much effect his soul seed would have on Voldemort. Was it possible that the other party already knew this ancient magic? Or, would there be any accidents when this magic was used against Voldemort, who had a strong soul?

And time passed slowly in this crazy anxiety...

I don’t know if it’s because the soul to be controlled this time is too powerful, but Soul No. 1 seems to be unconscious longer than the others, but he finally wakes up at that moment.

But the moment he woke up, a tremor from the soul and unbearable pain suddenly surged up, and the Dark Lord groaned in pain.

Seeing this, Yang Tian smiled jokingly. This bastard, just woke up and cursed himself in his heart, he really is not afraid of death. Under normal circumstances, Voldemort should be punished cruelly for half an hour, right? Fortunately, Yang Tian was not in a hurry, but flipped through the newly acquired memories in his mind. But after seeing this, his heart was extremely shocked.

Yes, it was absolutely shocking! This memory contained too much profound magical knowledge and life experiences, many of which Yang Tian had never heard of.

For example, the magical knowledge, the method of casting the Dark Mark, the making of Horcruxes, the secrets of cutting-edge dark magic... In short, there are too many! Voldemort has done everything he can to study the dark magic.

As for life experience, the gains were even greater... For example, Sarok had disappeared from the public eye for so long. Today, he finally knew more inside information.

There is no doubt that the Dark Lord and Sarok are perfect allies. The memories clearly show that this organization came to Voldemort when he was still alone and looking for help in the wizarding world. At first, they wanted to recruit Voldemort directly, but after fighting and chasing, the Dark Lord was not only not conquered, but his strength became stronger and stronger; not only that, he also gradually developed his own power.

Especially in the later period, even when two red robes of Sarok teamed up to hunt him down, they were still taught a lesson by Voldemort.

After that, Alger from the Sarok organization came forward. Originally, he wanted to pretend to be friendly and win people over with virtue, but who could have thought that Voldemort took this opportunity to dig out the basis of Sarok's survival!

Apart from anything else, just this memory alone made Yang Tian feel that it was worth the price of admission...

However, after the frontal attack failed, Alger began to win over Voldemort through various means, from supplies to gold Galleons, which could be said to be all that Voldemort wanted; the two soon became good friends who pretended to be nice to each other.

It was also at this time that Alger felt the time was ripe. He brought Voldemort directly to the base of Sarok, ready to confront Voldemort there. For this purpose, they prepared four red robes and more than 200 purple and blue robes. At that time, they had made up their minds that either Voldemort would join the organization, or they would kill him directly and shut him up completely.

But this so-called fundamental place is actually a huge cave! In this cave, Voldemort saw a huge golden blood pool. Some people may ask, what is the golden blood pool? The reason why it is called this is because the liquid in this pool is indeed golden, but around the pool there are dozens of wizards tied to stone pillars, their wrists are cut, and a lot of their blood is poured into the pool...

Voldemort had never seen such a strange situation before, but he was keenly aware of the extraordinary energy of the blood pool.

But at this moment, Alger spoke: "Lord Dark Lord, do you desire immortality?" His voice was low and full of temptation, as if it could penetrate the human soul.

Voldemort stood there quietly, staring at Alger with cold eyes. He did not answer the question, but told Alger with his eyes that he disdained such questions.

Alger didn't seem to care about Voldemort's reaction, but continued, "My Lord Dark Lord, I know you have been looking for a way to achieve immortality. And I want to tell you that this is not a dream."

"Haha, don't try to deceive me with these little tricks." Voldemort sneered, his face full of disdain. "If you really can live forever, why don't you use it yourself?"

"How do you know we haven't used it?" A hint of pride flashed in Alger's eyes. "Unfortunately, not everyone is qualified for eternal life... Of course, if the Dark Lord is willing to join us, we will give you such a place and let you stand at the top of the pyramid." His expression was proud, but his tone was full of temptation and incitement.

“Hahaha…” Voldemort threw his head back and laughed, his laughter was extremely harsh and full of irony.

Alger could certainly see the other party's distrust, but he didn't care: "Lord Dark Lord, do you know how old I am now?"

Voldemort was stunned, but still replied contemptuously: "More than 100 years old? Look at your appearance, you are already dying, how can you talk about immortality?"

"Haha, I knew it would be like this." Algie said with a little disdain: "You may not know yet? When Dumbledore and Grindelwald were still young, I was already like this now."

"How is that possible?" Voldemort snorted coldly.

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