Pantheon plane lottery system

Chapter 252 Torment
Zhang Chen knew from the old man that Voldemort was probably hiding in his Horcrux.

"Unexpectedly, not only did you want to escape, but you were also planning to plot against me, Voldemort, it seems that your head is very strong!" A strange smile appeared on Zhang Chen's face.

At this time, Voldemort didn't know that Zhang Chen had already known his tricks, and he was still proud of himself in the Horcrux.

"Hey hey, Zhang Chen is probably too stupid to know that I have entered the horcrux, now I just need to wait for him to leave here, and then I will come out of the horcrux, and from now on, the sea will be vast! Haha, hey Yo! This Horcrux is too small, I would have chosen a cup if I knew it." Voldemort was still complacent at first, but later he complained about the Horcrux.

Although he doesn't need to be controlled by others in the Horcrux now, he still doesn't dare to show his head and only dares to hide in the Horcrux. This has advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that as long as Zhang Chen does not know that he is hiding here, he will definitely not be able to find him. There are also disadvantages. These days, he has no idea what is going on in the outside world. Entering the Horcrux is like entering a house, unless he leaves the house. Otherwise, the outside world will not know at all.

"After entering the Horcrux, Zhang Chen should not be able to find me. After all, I am the only one who can achieve this method of subject consciousness transfer." Voldemort thought triumphantly.

"Even if there is another person besides me who knows, but that person is obsessed with research, he will not easily tell me about me."

Voldemort also thought about killing people to silence him, but this old man was still useful to him, and he knew the old man's character, he was not interested in these things, and the only thing that could make him talk endlessly was his research.

Just when Voldemort thought it was safe, he suddenly felt a little hot around him.

"Huh? Why is it getting hotter and hotter?" Because he was inside the Horcrux, Voldemort didn't know what happened outside.

As time went by, the temperature increased higher and higher, and finally the entire Horcrux began to smoke. At this point, Voldemort couldn't stand it any longer.

If something happens to this horcrux, he will disappear into this world directly. Even if he can still be resurrected, it will not be him who is resurrected.

"Damn it, what happened outside? Why is the temperature here so high that the Horcrux can't hold it anymore!" Voldemort was a little impatient, wondering if he should go out and have a look.

But if there are people outside, Voldemort will be completely exposed.

Voldemort was still thinking, but the temperature outside was getting higher and higher, and now the whole Horcrux was no longer smoking, it was about to catch fire.

Voldemort gritted his teeth, "Why don't you go out?" In Voldemort's mind, no one would burn a Horcrux without incident.

The reason is very simple. All of Voldemort's Horcruxes are powerful magic items with magical functions. If such items are burned at will, then this person is too prodigal, right?
Voldemort thought so, but what he didn't know was that these things were useless to Zhang Chen.

While Voldemort was struggling with his thoughts, the corners of the wooden box had already started to burn.

"No, I have to go out or I will be burned to death." After saying that, Voldemort got out.

Zhang Chen was sitting in front of the hut with the rabbit meat in his hand.

This rabbit meat was specially caught by brain worms to honor Zhang Chen. It happened that Zhang Chen also wanted to eat barbecue, so he simply sat outside the hut and roasted it.

"Huh?! No wonder this Voldemort chose to enter this Horcrux. Although I don't know why, it started to burn slowly after being put in for so long. The quality of this wooden box is really worth mentioning." Zhang Chen grilled meat, While looking at the wooden box he put into the fire.

Just yesterday, Zhang Chen checked the cup that Voldemort carried with him. Of course, Zhang Chen's inspection was a bit rough. Although the cup is still there, Zhang Chen has already thrown it into the trash can.

There is indeed a part of Voldemort's soul in this cup, but after being absorbed by the current Voldemort, there is still no reaction at all, so Zhang Chen knows that Voldemort should have entered the wooden box in front of him.

Finally, just as the meat was about to finish roasting, the wooden box finally couldn't support it and began to burn slowly. As the wooden box burned, a gray mist suddenly gushed out.

As soon as the mist gushed out, the wooden box burst open in the fire with a bang.

Voldemort looked at the wooden box in the fire with lingering fear, "Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I might never get out again!"

Just when Voldemort sighed, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he instantly entered a golden space.

This golden space is really familiar to Voldemort, who had stayed here for several months before.

It's just that the golden space before was not as big as it is now.

"Oh? Are you willing to come out? I have been waiting for you for thousands of years..." Zhang Chen's tone was full of resentment.

The expression on Voldemort's face suddenly froze when he heard Zhang Chen's words, and then he turned around slowly.

"Hehe, Zhang Chen, long time no see..."

Zhang Chen looked at Voldemort with a smile on his face, "Long time no see? That's for you, but for me I can see you every day."

"..."

Voldemort felt as if he had fucked a dog, and this Zhang Chen was simply his nemesis.

Just ask, who would destroy a valuable magic item without knowing it?Who didn't carefully protect the magic item after getting it, hoping that one day it might be able to save lives with this Horcrux.

Only this Zhang Chen, not only did not play cards according to common sense, but also abandoned this precious magic item.

Zhang Chen saw that Voldemort in front of him could talk to him normally, and said that he hadn't seen him for a long time. Zhang Chen knew that this must be Voldemort's main consciousness without a doubt.

There was a smile on Zhang Chen's face, holding a barbecue in his hand, and slowly approaching Voldemort, "The golden cicada is good at evacuating its shell, but I forced it out?"

Not long after, there was a sharp scream in front of Zhang Chen's hut, and the scream made the brain worm shiver.

This sound was really too tragic, not only filled with endless grievances and pain, but also extremely miserable.

But what puzzled the cerebrum was that amidst the screams, there was a hint of refreshment and comfort?

Could it be... this guy who pissed off his master is still a masochist?

When the screams gradually disappeared, Zhang Chen picked his ears, "Do you know how powerful it is? If you still run away at every turn in the future, it will not be as simple as it is today."

The gray mist formed by Voldemort turned into a mass of liquid and lay on the ground at this moment, life and death unknown.

(End of this chapter)