Chapter 581 Chris dies

"Die! You bastard!"

Listening to the loud shouts from Mike's mouth, the expression on Chris's face became more ferocious.

Although he had reacted in time relying on his extraordinary sensory warning, Mike could not directly take his life.

But the extremely sharp holy sword still made a huge gash on his chest.

At this time, bright red blood was continuously gushing out from the wound with everted flesh, and even some weirdly colored and disgusting internal organs were squeezed out of the wound and exposed to the air.

Chris wanted to cast some healing spells on his wounds, but unfortunately, Mike's pursuit came too fast!

It was so fast that he had no time to care about it and could only focus all his energy on resisting the opponent's next attack!

"Strong wind! Listen to my orders!"

Chris shouted hysterically.

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the entire black-purple hexagonal light prison became chaotic.

Large streams of air flow rampantly inside the light prison, twisting and deforming at will.

The towering building on the ground was instantly turned into countless tiny fragments when hit by the terrifying airflow. As the airflow continued to attack everything in the light prison indiscriminately.

In an instant, the entire light prison became a hell of gale force winds.

Everything was wiped out under this terrifying airflow, and even the black-purple light curtain of the light prison itself was constantly trembling, and it was about to be unable to support it.

As the person closest to Chris, Mike was naturally attacked the most violently.

The gas flow around him was so violent and the degree of compression was so severe that it even caused the entire space where he was to become distorted.

The flaming flying dragon under him was even more miserable. Under the fierce attack of the airflow, it had already turned into a fiery red color at the beginning, and quickly disappeared in the twisted space, leaving only Mike alone. One person, like a dead leaf, endures the ravages of the strong wind.

Everyone outside the light prison looked up at this scene, with expressions of worry and anxiety on their faces. Some people even left the battlefield without looking back.

In their opinion, the sword strike just now was the last chance to kill Chris. Since it failed now, then this operation can be said to have failed.

But Mike in mid-air didn't think so.

Looking at Chris's somewhat twisted figure through the endless wind, the corners of Mike's mouth rose again.

He was actually very familiar with this scene.

In the previous decisive battle with the noseless version of Voldemort, the opponent also used a similar method to prevent Mike from getting close.

The difference between the two of them is that the noseless version of Voldemort created a giant seaspout composed of wind, thunder and water, while the Chris version of Voldemort used a pure air wall.

If he had to ask Mike to evaluate which of the two has stronger methods, Mike would choose the Chris version of Voldemort without hesitation.

Although the noseless version of Voldemort controls more elements, it is unknown whether it is due to the serious injury or because he is not proficient in a single element. The destructive and even defensive power of his seaspout composed of multiple elements is actually not that great. It was so strong that even Arthur at that time could use long-range sword energy to break a hole from above.

But Chris' version of Voldemort is different.

Thanks to his in-depth research on a single element, his attainments in the air element can be regarded as the best in the world.

The destructive power and power of the air wall it constructed has exceeded what Mike has ever seen in his life.

but! There is a fatal problem in both of them!

That is to pursue large-scale lethality too much, thereby neglecting the means of killing single targets.

This cannot be blamed too much on them.

After all, legendary wizards are already the top combat power in this world. Wizards below legendary level can be easily dealt with without having to study any single-target killing skills.

Moreover, in a situation where it is extremely difficult for legendary wizards to conflict and it is almost impossible to kill each other, it is obviously more cost-effective to study group damage spells that can improve one's own killing efficiency.

If we apply the terminology of later online games, the noseless version of Voldemort and the Chris version of Voldemort followed the PVE route, which focused on being able to mow the grass and clear monsters quickly.

And Mike is taking the all-around pvp route. He has group damage ability, but his single target killing ability is not weak either.

Dumbledore also belongs to Mike's type.

Although Mike has not personally experienced it, based on speculation about Dumbledore's abilities, the opponent must also have extremely strong single-target killing capabilities.

After all, since Dumbledore, who has the power of the sun, can use the Sword of the Sun with exaggerated lethality and attack range, he can naturally concentrate the power of the sun to form a more powerful special attack.

In the battle between the pve wizard and the pvp wizard, the pvp wizard naturally has the advantage.

This is largely the reason why the noseless version of Voldemort, despite being in his prime, was unable to defeat the dying Dumbledore.

It was too easy for the condensed version of Sword of the Sun to penetrate his defense.

And now, Mike, who follows the same system as Dumbledore, naturally has his own solution.

"Boom!~"

A group of translucent flames suddenly emerged from Mike's body. At this moment, the oxygen around Mike had been completely stripped away, but the flame condensed by the pure power of the curse burned tenaciously on Mike, blocking him. Affected by the strong wind.

More flames emerged from Mike's body, and they enveloped Mike, gradually forming a rapidly rotating flame drill, and rushed towards the direction of Chris.

The drill moved quickly through the storm, getting faster and faster, and was about to attack Chris again.

Chris was in tears. He wanted to escape, but the purple-black light curtain that still existed around him restricted his range of movement. Gritting his teeth, he could only stop caring about his injuries and stretched out his hands. Crazy urging the surrounding gas.

It's just that it's all in vain.

The turbulent airflow continued to slap on the translucent flame drill bit, and large strands of flames were quickly scattered. But every time there was a gap in the drill bit, more flames would emerge from Mike's body to fill it.

Finally, under Chris' horrified gaze, Mike jumped out of the flames, stretched out the holy sword in his hand, and pierced Chris' chest directly!

"Pfft! You..."

After being severely injured, Chris immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and then spoke.

But before he could finish his words, the magic power in Mike's body surged crazily again, and was poured into Chris's body along the holy sword.

"Boom!~"

Amidst the violent explosion of flames, countless cursed flames surged out from every pore of Chris's body. The flames swept out and burned Chris to ashes in an instant. At the same time, a plant was completely made of curses. The mushroom cloud composed of flames also rose up, burning the entire sky fiery red!

There was an eerie silence outside the light prison. The survivors looked at this spectacular scene in the sky in disbelief. Many of them were rubbing their eyes or pinching their thighs.

They really couldn't believe that such a powerful enemy was actually defeated by them.

The next moment, the entire city of Paris was boiling.

The people who reacted began to celebrate wildly, and the huge cheers soared into the sky, shaking the eardrums of the people around them.

Mike was held high in the sky by the flames. Listening to the voices coming from below, he lowered his head and closed his eyes.

This is a moment of silence for Chris.

He could have left Chris' body on display just now to further enhance his prestige.

This level of flame manipulation is simply a piece of cake for him, a legendary wizard who specializes in flames.

But he didn't do that.

Because the two of them had fought against each other countless times, openly and secretly, during the process they had long recognized each other's ability and courage.

Using Chris' body for public display was an insult to Chris, and an insult to Mike himself.

After a while, the moment of silence ended, and a sentimental smile finally appeared on Mike's face.

This long battle is finally over, and it is he, Mike Townley, who finally wins!

In the distance, the Muggle police sirens and the unique magic fluctuations of the Aurors of the French Ministry of Magic were rapidly approaching.

In this battle against Chris, the French government and the French Ministry of Magic suffered the greatest losses.

Today's Paris has completely lost its former prosperity and become devastated after the battle between the two legendary wizards, Chris and Mike.

The city center area has been completely turned into a scorched earth, and a deep pit full of crystals remains in the center.

The damage around the city center was even more severe, with several high-rise buildings collapsing, resulting in a large number of deaths and numerous sightings.

And this needs to be handled by the French government and the French Ministry of Magic.

Looking at the Aurors who were quickly gathering below, Mike took a deep breath and decisively issued the retreat order.

Although as a legendary wizard, Mike is not worried at all about the trouble the French Ministry of Magic will bring to him, but now that the other party has come out to help wipe his ass, he shouldn't be too arrogant, in case he goes too far and makes the other party anxious. alright.

As a result, the crowds who were cheering and celebrating just now turned into phantoms and disappeared.

The staff of the French Ministry of Magic gritted their teeth. Although their expressions were unhappy, they had no intention of stopping it.

They all knew that just now, a new king was born!

For a long time in the future, they will have to live under the great hand of that king and depend on others.

…

London, No. 5 Privet Drive, Blake and Harry's home.

Harry was in his room, rummaging through the cabinets and packing his luggage.

There was a lot of luggage to pack, and Harry stuffed almost an entire room's worth of stuff into the special seamless stretch pocket.

But this is normal, because he probably won't be able to come back for a long time.

Yes, after a long period of thinking, Harry finally chose to shoulder his own responsibilities.

It was a difficult decision, but Harry carried it out without hesitation.

Finally, all the luggage was packed.

Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed deeply as he looked at the empty room.

Then, he put on the invisibility cloak that caused him to have to travel far away, opened the door, and walked out cautiously.

In the kitchen, Blake was cooking dinner.

He seemed to be in a good mood and was even humming a tune.

Harry looked at Black's apron-wearing figure with a tangled expression, and sneaked out after a long time.

Although it was a pity, he still wasn't ready to say goodbye to Blake.

He didn't even tell Ron and Hermione that he was leaving the country.

Because Harry knew very well that as long as he confessed this matter, his friends and relatives would definitely use all their strength to help him.

However, compared to Victor and Mike, their power is too weak.

The collision of the two is like hitting an egg against a stone.

Instead of involving them and making unnecessary sacrifices, Harry preferred to bear everything on his own.

Finally, Harry arrived on the street.

He finally looked back at the villa behind him and his aunt's home next to him, then gritted his teeth and walked towards the bus stop in the distance.

Because he was afraid of being tracked by magic fluctuations, he was not prepared to use any magical means of movement including Floo Network, Apparition or even Portkeys for this trip, but chose pure Muggle transportation.

As for his destination this time, it was Iceland, located in the northwest of the country.

It was a ghostly place that felt like winter all year round.

Strictly speaking, it was not a proper hiding place. Although it was desolate, it was also because there were few people there, so it was actually very easy for wizards to find people there.

When it comes to hiding places, densely populated big cities like London and New York are the best choices.

The reason why Harry chose Iceland as his destination was actually for the safety of passers-by.

You know, those who collect the Deathly Hallows despite Dumbledore's warnings are crazy.

If they really found him, they would not care about the lives of innocent people, but would launch a direct attack.

If Harry chooses to go to other big cities, countless innocent people will definitely suffer.

But it's different in Iceland.

Even if he is found there and a fight breaks out, not many people will be injured. After all, the population of that ghost place is really pitifully small.

It has to be said that Harry has never changed.

Even in this situation, he was still thinking about others.

As Mike said, Harry is a little angel.