Chapter 154 Voldemort's Death at the Hands of Hulk

It all starts with entering the world of Harry Potter.

Lyon noticed it.

There seems to be no world consciousness in this world.

The entire world operates independently according to the laws of the universe.

Think about it too.

World consciousness is something that should only exist in high-level worlds.

Being able to give birth to a character in the world of Resident Evil is already a lucky one among billions of worlds.

How could he meet one everywhere he goes?

Since there is no world consciousness.

If Leon wanted to explore the magic system here, he naturally had to make his own plans.

In this situation, he certainly didn't want to waste time.

However, if you want to keep Mordo and others in Hogwarts to learn new magic, you have to get rid of the villain first.

So from the very beginning, Lyon locked on Voldemort's location.

At this moment, he drew a circle with his right hand and cast the door of secret magic.

After the portal is opened.

Opposite was a gloomy castle hall with only a few faint blue lights hanging on the wall, like clusters of ghost lights.

Voldemort stood at the end of the hall.

Around his feet coiled a twelve-foot-long snake.

In front of him were the timid Malfoy mother and son, and Snape, who was reporting something with his head down.

The snake was named Nagini, and it was Voldemort's last remaining Horcrux.

"It's Voldemort!" Harry Potter exclaimed subconsciously, "And Snape is here too. He ran off to report right after killing the professor!"

Voldemort came over after hearing the sound.

Look through the portal.

He first caught sight of Harry, then locked eyes with Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore!?"

Dumbledore also stared at Voldemort: "Tom."

"How are you still alive?" Voldemort, who had no nose and looked like a ghoul, was stunned for a second.

Then he looked at Snape fiercely, "Severus, you said he is dead?"

But Snape didn't know that either.

He turned around and saw Dumbledore, whose expression, as unchanging as a thousand-year-old iceberg, was in a trance: "How is it possible?"

He was the one who killed the person and watched the body grow cold.

Who is standing behind that golden portal now?

Dumbledore's spirit?

Snape was full of doubts.

And Voldemort was only filled with anger.

He had long been suspicious of Snape.

But I didn't expect that the other party would dare to lie about something like Dumbledore's death.

Voldemort's expression briefly showed gnashing of teeth.

But soon he laughed again, and a frog-like smile appeared on his pale, dry face.

He seemed to be trying to maintain some demeanor.

After all, the Dark Lord is the leader of the purebloods, and purebloods are always elegant.

But everyone could see that beneath his smile was an uncontrollable brutality.

"Uh, so that Squidward is Voldemort? To be honest, he's a little uglier than I thought." Tony commented sharply at this time.

"Now that you put it that way, he does look a lot like Squidward, except he doesn't have a nose," Leon agreed.

Voldemort could no longer hold back the smile he had just forced out.

He had a cold face and swept his gloomy eyes over Leon and Tony, and he had already made a judgment on the two men in his heart.

But now his main target is still the old man with white beard.

"Dumbledore, you are finally here to die."

Voldemort slowly raised his wand and chanted the spell slowly.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

A green beam of magic, as thick as an arm, flew straight towards Dumbledore.

This is a greeting gift from Voldemort.

He chanted the spell slowly and used all his strength, forcing Dumbledore, who was in a hurry to react, to dodge.

However, next to Dumbledore, a strange face who had just mocked Voldemort suddenly took a step forward.

He slapped from bottom to top and cast the killing curse.

Then, Voldemort's full-strength attack was dissipated.

After being hit by the slap, the green beam of light began to collapse piece by piece from the end, like a water column being cut upstream by a sharp sword.

This trend of collapse has spread all the way to the source.

Extending to Voldemort's wand.

A huge force knocked Voldemort's right hand away, causing him to stumble back a few steps.

At the same time, the magic wand in his hand broke with a crack.

"This is impossible!" Voldemort stared at the wand with bloodshot eyes.

Leon, who had broken the spell with a slap, clenched his palms: "How should I put it? It's like washing your hands with clean water. It's quite comfortable."

He did not forget to comment: "This magic that combines killing intent to attack is indeed unique, but your killing intent is too weak. You should practice for another two years."

To a certain extent, his willpower at the level of a world master is definitely several Earths ahead of Voldemort.

There is nothing wrong with saying that the other party has weak murderous intent.

Voldemort's incredulous gaze shifted from his wand to Leon's face.

His face trembled and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

Not only him, but Harry, Dumbledore and others were not much better.

Professor Dumbledore, who was always serious, opened his mouth so wide that he could fit all his beard in it.

Harry looked even more doubtful about his life.

But Leon did not join them in a daze.

He pushed with both hands, and the portal immediately expanded and moved towards Voldemort and his companions.

The golden circular portal instantly teleported several people from the dark hall to outside Hogwarts and closed automatically.

The environment around them changed suddenly, and Voldemort, Snape and others were all shocked.

"Professor Dumbledore, this is a rare opportunity. Let me show you the unique magic of our Kamar-Taj." Leon suddenly said.

He didn't care how Dumbledore would react.

Suddenly he pulled Banner over and slapped out Banner's soul with one palm, but left the part belonging to Hulk in Banner's body.

"Roar! Hulk!" Banner's body expanded rapidly, bursting through his clothes, and turned into a two or three meter tall Hulk, roaring to the sky.

"It's you, Hulk, go ahead and use Hulk Charge!" Leon pointed at Voldemort opposite.

"Hulk, refuse!" Hulk immediately punched the ground.

He actually wanted to punch Leon in the face, but subconsciously he felt that doing so would probably get him into big trouble.

Leon was not surprised at all, and shouted directly to Voldemort: "Tom, do you see the guy next to me? His nickname is Voldemort Terminator. You are dead today!"

Voldemort was still in shock about his sudden transfer to Hogwarts.

Hearing Leon's words, his expression became uncertain.

He looked around.

After determining that this battle must be fought.

Without any hesitation, he threw a thunderbolt at Hulk.

The flames instantly exploded on Hulk's body, causing him to stagger slightly and his entire body to be covered in flames.

"Roar!" Leon didn't need to give any orders now. Hulk rushed out of the flames and jumped directly in front of Voldemort.

Under the gaze of hundreds of astonished eyes, he knocked Voldemort to the ground with one punch.

Then he grabbed Voldemort's arm that held the wand, swung his arm, and smashed him into the ground.

Bang! Such a heavy crash, it seemed as if the earth trembled for a moment.

But Hulk was still not satisfied, so he picked up Voldemort again and smashed him again.

Mention it again, smash it again!

The sound of things hitting the ground continued.

Each beat was accompanied by the trembling of hundreds of hearts.

Hulk hit Voldemort slowly, but he hit him hard and fiercely.

And Voldemort was also very strong.

From scolding at the beginning, trying to resist, to crying out in pain, bribery, begging for mercy, and finally falling silent.

He was hit for two or three minutes.

For a moment, the only sound at the scene was the sound of flesh hitting the ground.

And there was the faint sound of people swallowing saliva.

Hulk suddenly felt the joy of hitting people.

No wonder the bad guy named Superman was so happy hitting him that day.

"Isn't this... a bit bad?" Banner's soul floated beside Leon.

Leon shrugged: "What's wrong with that? From now on, this will be our Kamar-Taj's signature spell!"

Dumbledore, who was standing by, felt his heart pounding as he watched. It was so cruel, too cruel. What kind of wizards were there in Kamar-Taj?

"This, this, your transfiguration skills are truly superb!" He thought that Leon used transfiguration to enlarge Banner.

"Thank you for the compliment. It's just a trivial skill, not worth mentioning." Leon smiled slightly.

He waved his right hand and used his mental power to control Voldemort's Horcrux Nagini to float over.

Exactly the same way as when dealing with Harry.

With two palms, he destroyed the fragment of Voldemort in Nagini's soul.

This is Voldemort's last Horcrux.

At the moment the Horcrux was destroyed, Voldemort, who had already been silent, suddenly howled again.

But this howl was his swan song.

The next second, he was shattered like dust, and the fragments were blown away by the wind.

In fact, he had been smashed by Hulk for so long that he was turned into a meat paste and should have died long ago.

It's just relying on the special nature of its soul to hold on for a breath.

But now that all his Horcruxes were destroyed, his soul had lost its support, all his injuries rebounded, and he instantly turned to dust.

"Huh?" Hulk touched his head, confused. He was wondering how this guy could be fine but suddenly disappeared after being smashed. "Hulk?"