Chapter 549 The battle between two Voldemorts
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The blood-red mist made a subtle buzzing sound decisively.
call! call! call!
The hot air waves of hell fire were blowing forward.
Two figures stood in front of the blood-red mist and the fire of hell.
The two have nearly the same appearance, and are so young, elegant, and refined at the same time.
The difference between the two is that one is wearing a blood-red wizard robe and smells of blood.
The other wizard also ran in red, but the color was darker, like the fire of hell behind him.
It's hot yet cold!
There is despair again in the trial!
"I didn't expect you to recover so quickly." Tom Riddle said with emotion.
"Humph, there are so many things you can't think of." Voldemort replied in a cold tone.
"Actually, if you weren't so anxious, we would be teammates soon." Tom Riddle hinted: "Of course, it's not too late."
To be honest, he could clearly sense the threat of the blood-red mist behind the opponent.
If I hadn't returned to the game, I wouldn't have returned the box like this.
If you can swallow it, try to swallow Voldemort directly, maybe you can find an opportunity for him to break through the fire of hell.
However……
When I felt that the blood-red mist behind Voldemort was composed of a large number of tiny red bugs, especially when these small red bugs kept entering Voldemort's body.
Even with Tom Reed's psychological quality, his brows couldn't help but twitch.
What on earth did this guy do?
at the same time……
The fire of hell began to burn, and he seemed to feel some sinful atmosphere.
This aura is so thick and evil.
This was not just a crime, it was a massacre.
The number of people who died was in the tens of thousands, and the crimes were so heinous that it is difficult to describe them.
Affected by the breath of sin, the fire of hell suddenly expanded.
The expression on Tom Riddle's face became even more ugly.
Why does he want to escape the fire of hell so much?
Not just because of the difficulty of the other party.
More importantly, this guy has a very special preference for eradicating darkness and trying justice fairly.
Tom never dared to imagine that one day, as one of the top dark wizards on earth, he would treat dark wizards like a righteous judge.
This matter is extremely embarrassing!
A real dark history!
As his thoughts turned and he felt the call of hell fire from the depths of his soul, Tom sighed helplessly.
After all, this power does not truly belong to you, and you still cannot fully control it.
Feeling the urge of hellfire from the depths of his soul, Tom waved the wand in his hand.
Follow the call of hellfire and let go of your inner resistance.
call!
The dark red hellfire wrapped around Tom's body in excitement.
In an instant, a flaming skeleton covered in hellfire appeared in front of him.
The skeleton's body is wearing a flame-colored wizard's robe, with dark red patterns engraved on its surface.
"You sinner, look into my eyes!"
A hoarse, thick voice sounded.
Tom Riddle's eyes glowing with hellfire stared into the eyes of Voldemort opposite him.
At this moment, Voldemort seemed a little excited when he saw Tom's actions.
When he came here and faced his former natural enemy, he naturally found a way.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
In an instant, a harsh buzzing sound sounded.
Voldemort opened his mouth slightly, and the next moment, blood-red mist emerged from his mouth, shooting like an arrow towards the flaming skull that Tom transformed into.
call!
As the flaming skeleton waved its right fist, the hellfire suddenly expanded and struck towards the blood-red mist.
There didn't seem to be much movement in the battle between the two, but the two sides had already entered a heated stage.
Zhi! Zhi! Zhi!
The hot hellfire burned the blood abyss insects, making a sizzling crackling sound.
It seems to burn without blowing the ashes.
If it weren't for Tom Riddle's continuous control of the blood-red mist to replenish it, the fire of hell would have burned those Blood Abyss bugs to death.
but……
When Tom Riddle noticed that the total amount of hellfire was constantly decreasing, as if it was being sucked, his brows began to frown tightly.
Soon, the Blood Abyss Insect, which could be easily burned, seemed to become more vital and more difficult to burn.
When he first realized this, Tom began to become cautious.
He seemed to know where the immediate danger came from.
It's not about the opponent's huge numbers, but the opponent's terrifying adaptability.
With his thoughts turning, the flaming skull raised his head and stared at Voldemort opposite.
tread! tread! tread!
Click! Click! Click!
Capture the thief first, capture the king first, since it seems difficult to kill all the blood abyss bugs at once.
If the owner of the Blood Abyss Insect is dealt with first, then everything will be defeated.
The right hand was not opened, and a long flaming knife was quietly held.
After taking a few steps, he swung the long knife vigorously, a sharp sound sounded in the air, and the long knife, wrapped in hell flames, struck at Voldemort.
However……
Bang!
In an instant, a blood-red arm was raised high, blocking the falling flaming sword.
Voldemort looked at everything in front of him indifferently. At the same time, the blood-red color began to spread from his right arm to his limbs.
In the blink of an eye, a blood-red figure appeared.
Set against the flaming skull opposite.
I want to resist the fire of hell and my nemesis.
call!
boom! boom! boom!
The flaming sword was waved, and wisps of hellfire burned towards it.
Not to be outdone, Voldemort waved a large stream of blood-red mist around the flaming skull.
At the same time, he dodged the slashes of the flaming skull.
Hide if you can, but if you really can't avoid it, you'll be stabbed.
Even if most of his body was chopped into pieces, as long as the dead ones were replaced with new ones from the Blood Abyss, it would be nothing more than a minor injury to Voldemort.
As they continue to devour the fire of hell, the insects of the blood abyss become more and more adaptable to the fire of hell.
Soon, the flaming skeleton seemed to feel its own hellfire, and it was difficult to completely burn the surrounding blood abyss insects.
This made Tom Riddle feel a little anxious. If he remained calm in his actions, the flaming sword kept swinging out and slashing down.
The knife struck at Voldemort's head, although it didn't seem to hurt him too much.
But Tom still didn't stop.
Because he is waiting, he is searching.
finally……
A subtle soul wave emerged.
The flaming skull that happened to Tom Riddle seemed to have seen something.
Without hesitation, the long knife instantly turned into several sharp flying knives from hell.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Following the soul wave just now, the flaming flying knife suddenly stabbed forward.
Head, shoulders, limbs...
The places where souls wandered were instantly pierced by flaming flying knives.
The blood-red figure transformed by Voldemort was seen motionless.
It seems to be completely imprisoned.
This made Tom Riddle's face slightly happy.
This guy, for some unknown reason, became so strong.
But as long as I swallow him, he will eventually be the nourishment for me to become stronger.
However……
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The blood-red mist behind Voldemort poured out crazily towards Tom, as if it was stimulated by something.
