Chapter 431 If you want to keep me here, you have to work harder

Along with Sebastian's low moan, the blue Fiery soared into the sky and steadily blocked the attacking orange Fiery Python. The python let out a deafening roar and fiercely slammed into the blue Fiery shield again and again, and each impact brought up rolling heat waves.

Blue Fiendfyre?!

How did you do it?

The Death Eaters were stunned. They had never expected this result.

Fire shield, this powerful magic learned from Grindelwald, shocked everyone when Sebastian used it against the enemy for the first time.

"Dark Lord," Sebastian shouted, "It's not my style to just dodge. Now it's my turn to fight back. Fiendfyre vs Fiendfyre, let's see whose Fiendfyre is better."

"This is the first time I'm formally asking you for advice one-on-one. Please don't let those men ruin our fun. After all, my spells don't have long eyes."

The threat in Sebastian's words made Voldemort very angry, but the opponent's strength forced him to take it seriously.

The Death Eaters present were all his strongest men, and he didn't want to be left alone just after his resurrection.

Besides, who are you looking down on, guy?

Do I, the great Voldemort, need the help of my subordinates to deal with you? !

Ridiculous!

Then, he looked at the Death Eaters and said majestically: "I say again, no one is allowed to interfere without my order."

Hearing this, the Death Eaters looked at each other.

My lord, you think too highly of us. We are nobody and have no right to interfere.

That was a competition between fierce fires. If we were not careful, we would be burned to ashes. How stupid would we have to be to think of bringing disaster upon ourselves?

Voldemort ignored the Death Eaters' thoughts. He looked at Sebastian and his eyes became dangerous.

"Sebastian, you are indeed qualified to ask me for advice, but your Fiendfyre is too mild. Let me teach you how violent the real Fiendfyre is."

As he spoke, he gently waved his magic wand, and the orange-colored fiery python suddenly grew ten times larger, covering the sky and the moon.

The raging python emitted an astonishing amount of heat. The Death Eaters who were watching the battle from afar felt the heat wave on their faces, making it difficult for them to breathe, and even their hair was threatening to be singed.

Without waiting for Voldemort's orders, they retreated again and again until they were at a safe distance, then they turned around and looked at the two big men fighting.

"My Lord is still as powerful as ever," Little Barty said enthusiastically, "Sebastian is doomed now. His Fiendfyre will never be able to stop my Lord's attack."

Looking at the giant fire python that covered the sky, Sebastian was amazed.

As expected of Voldemort, he was very good at using dark magic. Just his Fiendfyre alone was so powerful that there was almost no one in the entire wizarding world who could match him.

However, since you are willing to teach, I am willing to learn.

Hey!

From today on, this advanced Fiery Technique will be named Swan.

The giant python roared towards the sky and swooped down with the momentum of destroying everything. Sebastian was not panicked at all. He waved his wand gracefully, directing his Fiendfyre like a band conductor.

The blue flames began to rotate and spread outward in circles, layer after layer blocking the orange python that was pouncing down.

At the same time, the blue flames continued to spread, growing larger and larger like a giant vortex.

Looking at the rapidly expanding blue fire wave, Barty Jr.'s fanatical smile froze on his face, and the other Death Eaters were so scared that they rolled and crawled to avoid going further away.

Sebastian did not intend to target the Death Eaters, he just controlled the fire shield to enter the next stage.

Fire Shield is essentially an extremely powerful defensive magic, but due to the special nature of the Fiery Flame, it also has a good offensive effect.

"Almost there!" Sebastian thrust his wand upwards, and in an instant, a gigantic blue fire dragon flew out of the vortex, flapping its wings and roaring, soaring into the sky.

He learned and applied it immediately, incorporating the Fiendfyre technique he had just learned from Voldemort into his own dragon, making it as violent and huge as the python.

Waves of fire rolled and heat swept as the two fierce fire beasts collided violently in the air. The giant python tried to subdue the giant dragon by entanglement and biting, while the giant dragon fought back with its claws and fangs.

The two rolled and fought in the air, devouring each other, and the fire storm they created directly engulfed the entire deserted island.

The Death Eaters retreated again and again, and finally used Transfiguration to create small boats that floated far away on the sea.

"These... these two fierce fire beasts are too amazing!"

"The entire island was split into two halves, one orange and one blue. To be honest, I have never seen such great power before!"

"The seawater that hit the shore turned directly into water vapor. I really can't imagine what the temperature on the island is now."

"The Dark Lord..."

"Shut up!" Little Barty shouted, stopping a Death Eater from saying anything. "The Dark Lord is omnipotent. Sebastian can never be his opponent. If you dare to talk nonsense, I will kill you right now."

However, Little Batty did not notice that there was a subtle tremor in his voice, and it was obvious that he was not very sure what the final result would be.

Just when he was extremely anxious, the fierce fire on the island quickly retreated to the center of the battlefield. A dazzling light shot up into the sky. After a violent explosion, the entire world darkened again.

has it ended?

Who's winning?

The Death Eaters looked at each other and hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to do.

In the center of the battlefield, Voldemort moved the huge silver shield in front of him and said, "Sebastian, you always surprise me again and again. I invite you one last time. Join my team and I will give you the right to be an equal."

"Thank you for your kindness," Sebastian removed the layers of ice walls in front of him and smiled at Voldemort. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but my answer is still no."

“What a pity,” Voldemort’s eyes revealed a bloodthirsty look as he waved his wand and used an Anti-Apparition Charm. “A genius like you is destined to fall here. You should have sensed that although you are very strong, you are still a little bit inferior to me. And this little bit is the difference between heaven and earth, life and death!”

"I've noticed that, too," Sebastian nodded. "Compared to you, my magic power is a little bit worse, but I understand that. You're one of the top wizards of this era, and I'm 34 years younger than you. I'm already very satisfied that I'm only slightly worse than you."

"But... Lord Dark Lord, if you want to keep me here, you have to work harder."

As he spoke, his body began to tremble violently, and his muscles and bones seemed to be pulled taller by some invisible force.

Under Voldemort's shocked gaze, Sebastian turned into a three-meter-tall dragon-man giant, holding an exaggerated mace in his right hand and a white dragon bone wand in his left hand.

The corners of his mouth stretched out in a ferocious grin, revealing his sharp teeth.

"Lord Dark Lord, the second round begins!"