Chapter 502 Voldemort’s killing battlefield

Buzz! Buzz!

"Gringotts has encountered a major crisis, reminder, major crisis, major crisis."

"All goblins, urgent assembly, urgent assembly."

"Get to the nearby platform within a minute and rush to the battlefield."

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There was a harsh buzzing sound everywhere in the underground caves of Gringotts, and a large number of goblins in red clothes quickly gathered on the platform.

The goblins that had been assembled were sitting on small carts and driving quickly towards a certain direction in the east.

They held magic firearms made of metal in their hands and carried a large number of bullets on their waists. They ran towards the unknown battlefield with serious expressions.

call! call! call!

boom! boom!

boom!

The strong wind roared in his ears, but in the howling wind, the elf could vaguely hear the fierce gunshots and rumbling explosions.

This made him subconsciously hold the weapon in his hand tightly. The cold texture of the gun in his hand and the tightness in his waist, full of bullets, gave him a certain sense of security.

Soon, accompanied by the howling wind, Fairy Rio saw the battlefield.

The originally tall platform was filled with gray smoke, reflecting a chilling aura of death.

The dust in the air turned into black smoke under the power of magic, which continued to spread around. It accidentally touched the body of the approaching fairy, causing a corroding sound and the scream of pain from the fairy.

The entire space is filled with fear of death, and an atmosphere of chaos surrounds the platform.

It's better to call it a platform than a ruin.

The large rocks above the cave continued to fall under the stirring curse, but they broke into pieces before they even got close, and some even turned into fly ash. The corpses of fighting fairies in red could be seen everywhere.

Blood flowed freely, arms, heads and other limbs were scattered everywhere, and the pungent smell of blood was as eye-catching as if it were placed under the nose.

This is a battlefield of killing and death, where goblins are like dumb lambs.

All the goblins were frightened and frightened when they saw this.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Hand of Death!"

"Death fog!"

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Voldemort waved his wand and casually cast death spells and various deadly black magic. From time to time, he also controlled the death mist above to corrode the goblins who came to support him.

There was a wanton and cheerful smile on his face.

He was enjoying it. The smell of blood made the goblin feel pungent, but it made him feel sweet, so familiar, so kind.

Especially when I heard the screams of the goblins, all the magic in my body jumped with excitement.

Killing, death, and darkness were what he loved most, and his wizard talent enhanced them all.

Under the two-phase increase, he is the king in the field of black magic.

Dumbledore was no match for him before, and the same was true for Grindelwald.

Tom, who was not far away, felt his blood boiling as he looked at Voldemort at this moment.

The essence of the two people is the same, they both have the same love for darkness and killing.

But he is more sensible and restrained.

If you want the biggest and most delicious results, you must restrain your inner thoughts, wait for the right opportunity, and then win it in one fell swoop.

boom!

Voldemort casually cast an explosive curse, directly blowing the goblin opposite him to pieces.

Then without losing any strength, he flew towards the goblins behind him.

With a bang, the goblin's flesh and blood flew into the sky, and the rocks behind them were also hit by the magic spell.

Huge rock on the opposite wall. Exploded again.

And revealed a golden color.

treasury!

The Death Eater not far away subconsciously licked his mouth.

Just now it was a game between two masters.

They did not dare to interfere in the battlefield between the two masters, so they took advantage of this time to loot the treasury on the platform.

It can be said that the harvest is full.

After looting the nearby vaults, they set their sights on the vaults on other platforms.

Although the other treasury is not as rich as the pure-blood family's treasury, there are many.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. It is a business without capital, so what else do you want?

but

When they set their sights on the battlefield where Voldemort was killing wantonly, they felt envy, obsession, awe, but also fear.

This is the ultimate power of wizards.

"Go, start your plunder, start your killing."

"Today, let the goblins of Gringotts pay with their lives for what they have done."

Voldemort seemed to sense the greed and fear in his men's hearts, and a ferocious smile appeared on his pale face.

Waving the wand in his hand, he controlled the mist of death to spread around.

Leave a killing path for the Death Eaters behind you.

He does not have high requirements for loyalty, because fear is enough to make the other party obedient, and interests make the other party try their best.

Therefore, his only requirement is to have strong strength.

Fighting for him, killing for him, in the end, became the cornerstone for him to become the king.

After the Death Eaters saw it, they looked at each other and gave each other a cruel smile.

Although there are many fairies coming in the passage.

But these were just desserts for their killing and plundering.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"The bones explode!"

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I saw the Death Eaters rushing towards the passage, waving their wands at the same time, releasing streaks of black magic.

Fierce bullets and cruel curses sounded one after another.

However, the bullet was blocked, destroyed, and swallowed up by the black curse that had been prevented.

The passage was occupied by Death Eaters, who rushed out, leaving behind only the corpses of goblins.

At this moment, after Voldemort glanced at the killing Death Eaters, he looked at Tom not far away, with some doubts in his eyes.

The opponent kept waving his wand, casting runes that exuded a dark aura.

But not a single goblin was killed.

Is this heading towards failure?

A thought flashed through my mind and was thrown away.

Don’t you understand yourself yet? You will never refuse to kill, and you will never admit defeat.

The other party is obviously preparing for some magic.

Thinking of this, Voldemort waved his wand again.

The black mist began to roll, rushing into the goblin corpses underground.

Click! Click! Click!

As the black death mist seemed to inject some kind of energy into the corpse, the broken corpses nearby began to heal, and a large number of evil-looking dark monsters began to stand up and rush towards the goblins not far away.

Refined from a dead body!

puff! puff! puff!

The bullets hit their flesh, and blood splashed everywhere along with the broken flesh, but it still did not hinder any of their actions.

I saw the goblin at the front being hugged tightly by the dark monster, and then swallowed it in one gulp, integrating its entire body into its own flesh.

Then he looked at the next goblin.

This made many fairies feel severe discomfort and extraordinarily frightened.

The scene they faced today was the most evil, dark, chaotic and powerless scene they had ever seen in their lives.

What they were facing was the wanton killing of the top Dark Lord in the wizarding world.

At this time, the other Dark Lord has not yet taken action.

The purple wand waved gracefully in Tom's hand, and the mysterious aura floated around along with the runes.

It continued to spread outward, across the battlefield, through the walls, and rapidly spread towards the entire Gringotts.