I’m Really An Alchemist

In the newspaper, the Paris city government urged citizens not to go out as much as possible. A strange infectious disease is spreading in the city. It is a bloodthirsty disease with a violent tendency that will lead to death.

If you have symptoms, please isolate yourself at home immediately and notify the police.

The tramp picked up the newspaper, glanced at the news, rolled it into a ball numbly, tucked it under his arm, and walked towards the end of the deserted and lonely with the sunset on the horizon.

Night falls.

Crack!

Phantom moving sound.

Voldemort, dressed in a jet-black robe, appeared on the empty street. A cloud of bats appeared in the sky. A large number of bats obscured the moonlight. They flapped their wings and transformed into human form.

Men are handsome, women are beautiful.

They fell behind Voldemort in robes with green serpents.

"Master." The male vampire headed crawling on the ground, bowed his head and said: "The road to the French Ministry of Magic has been arranged with protective magic, and a large number of wizards are intercepted at the traffic intersection, and they have discovered our raid plan! "

"As expected of me..." The twenty-two-year-old Voldemort said with emotion: "I'm really well prepared."

He bent down and stroked the back of the male vampire's head like a pet dog.

"Unfortunately, he's not ruthless enough." The twenty-two-year-old Voldemort murmured, "If he were a little more ruthless, he wouldn't have left me so many cannon fodder."

The vampire pressed his head firmly to the ground, his bone marrow was cold in fear.

There were dense red eyes all around.

Gradually, a large number of people poured out from all around, and these people were all Parisians, men and women, old and young.

They opened their mouths wide, their eyes were red, and saliva was left unconsciously along the corners of their mouths.

Painful face.

Ghoul.

What would happen if you put an ounce of blood from a blood clan into a Paris water reservoir?

Voldemort did this with an interesting idea. He created a creature lower than a vampire, but higher than a corpse - a ghoul. This creature has its own consciousness, but his body was first embraced by the vampires. Controlled by blood.

They could only watch themselves turn into a monster that was manipulated and devoured human flesh.

"don't want...."

"Mom and Dad..."

"Save me, save me!"

These manipulated ghouls screamed in pain from their throats, but under the control of Voldemort, they rushed to the Ministry of Magic like a tide.

The Unicorn Death Eaters who were stuck at various transportation hubs widened their eyes in shock when they saw the crowd of people rushing like zombies out of the cage.

"Damn, what are they?"

Someone said in a trembling voice.

"Awada..." A witch wearing a pure white unicorn pointed her wand at the swarming ghouls, but she was stunned in the next second. In front of her wand was a red double Eyes, helpless crying girl.

This girl is very beautiful and should be a popular school flower in Muggle universities.

But the girl with such a future had a painfully distorted face and cried out, "Help me, who can help me!"

The witch's heart softened, and the hand holding the wand trembled.

Boom!

The line of defense was breached by mad ghouls.

The wizard who didn't have time to escape was drowned by the crowd and let out a painful howl, and then went silent.

"Retreat!"

The witch turned her head with difficulty and screamed loudly. She then waved her wand, and various obstacles were raised on the ground to delay the time for the ghouls to take over the Ministry of Magic.

Until she heard the sound of wings flapping.

Swarms of bats surged in the sky, they screamed loudly, and high-frequency sound waves instantly disintegrated all protective magic.

So far, the ghouls have no obstacles in their way.

French Ministry of Magic.

"It...they're in!"

"Block the door, absolutely block the door!"

"The first floor was breached!"

"Lord Tom, forgive me for not being able to accompany you to the end!"

Explosions, screams, roars, cries.

Eighteen-year-old Tom Riddle was sitting calmly in the office of the Minister of Magic.

The President of the Student Union of Beauxbatons pushed open the door and entered.

"Lord Tom, I found a secret way to leave the Ministry of Magic." The blonde said: "Please leave, you will have a chance if you live. I will help you delay time!"

Tom Riddle listened to the sound of explosions and running from far and near.

"Everything is like a dream," he murmured.

The blonde said anxiously, "Lord Tom!"

"I lost this game." Tom Riddle got up, pushed the girl away, and walked out of the office.

The remaining Death Eaters were cornered.

The ghoul stopped, and a black shadow suddenly flashed and landed in front of the ghoul. It was a twenty-two-year-old Voldemort with bloodshot eyes and a gloomy expression. He looked at his younger self and smiled.

"It's not my style to surrender so quickly."

Eighteen-year-old Tom, looking at the suffering Parisian citizens controlled by vampires, became silent for a while.

"I'm really too weak." He sighed: "I shouldn't just evacuate them, but kill them all, or drive them out of the city, you won't win so easily."

Twenty-two-year-old Voldemort laughed.

"You're not cruel enough. I knew from the beginning that it's not the Death Eaters that win this game, but the cannon fodder." He glanced at the tired Death Eaters behind Tom with a half-smile. "We are the same person, what I can do, you can do too!"

Tom was expressionless.

"I lost, are you going to kill me?"

"Of course not..." Voldemort looked surprised, the vampire stepped forward, and with the death eater's painful expression, took Tom Riddle's wand, and Voldemort approached.

He looked at his handsome appearance when he was young.

"What is your bloodline ability, tell me, Tom." Voldemort said gently.

Tom said calmly: "Charming, I have the charm ability of a unicorn, that's why they are willing to follow me... Cape, you are all attracted by my ability to follow me."

The blonde was weeping.

"No, Lord Tom, I am sincerely willing to follow you and adore you."

Looking at this scene.

Voldemort smiled oddly.

"Charming." He drew out his wand, grinned in an odd arc, then aimed it at Tom's face and chanted the spell.

"It's riddled with holes!"

Puff puff puff.

Tom Riddle's handsome face, covered with disgusting blisters, then burst open.

"Do not!!"

The blonde screamed angrily.

She rushed towards Voldemort, but was firmly held up by the vampire, and could only cry out in pain as she looked at Tom Riddle, who was wailing on the ground.

Tom Riddle's handsome face turned disgusting, ugly, like a crater on the moon.

Voldemort turned his head and looked at the crying blonde with interest.

"With this appearance, is the charm ability still useful?"

Voldemort squatted beside Tom Riddle, grabbed his wand, and stabbed the opponent's chest brazenly. The power of the basilisk's curse spread along the heart, and a green snake shadow appeared on the heart.

"You are my slave now." Voldemort chuckled lightly, "You lose your qualifications for the game. From now on, you will only be called Tom, not Voldemort."

Tom got up tremblingly and knelt down at Voldemort's feet.

.....

Outside the French Ministry of Magic, a dark wild cat was lying on the eaves, watching the turmoil in his eyes.

The black cat raised his head, humanized fear appeared in his eyes, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Away from the battlefield, the black cat turned into a man, and then used an apparition in fear to move and disappear into the dark city.

When he reappeared, he was already at Durmstrang School of Magic in Bulgaria.

"..."

Twenty-year-old Tom Riddle looked extremely serious after listening to the Death Eater's fearful remarks.

He sat alone in the office, thinking silently for a long time.

Feeling horrified by his own methods at the age of twenty-two.

What happened in the past two years? Why did he become so cold-blooded and perverted after only two years, and he didn't compromise on the means even for the purpose?

After he digested the power of France, will his next target be me?

Twenty-year-old Tom Riddle is already a handsome young man. He does not have the spirit and innocence of a teenager, and he knows the cruelty of society.

That night, he brought several henchmen to Denmark.

Inside a giant estate on the outskirts of Copenhagen.

He met his fifty-one-year-old self.

"Alliance?" The fifty-one-year-old Voldemort was a little surprised, and sneered again: "We are still at war, how did you come up with the idea of ​​alliance?"

Tom Riddle recounts what happened in France.

When he knew that the twenty-two-year-old Dark Lord had turned a city of people into ghouls, the Death Eaters headed by Bellatrix fell into silence.

"At that time, I was able to do such a thing."

The fifty-one-year-old Voldemort said in a low voice: "I can still recall the mood at that time - as long as the goal can be achieved, it doesn't matter how many sacrifices are made. When I was young, I didn't want to form Death Eaters at all."

"But that's not the reason for our cooperation?"

Voldemort retracted his thoughts, his eyes turned cold.

"You only brought so many people here, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Tom Riddle: "I made a plan before I came, and as long as I didn't go back, my Death Eaters would go to another—the twenty-two-year-old me. That's when you face , that is, the Death Eater Legion that gathered the three forces."

Voldemort stared into his eyes for a long time.

"You should know that he has crossed the line, making ghouls out of a city, this kind of thing will cause violent unrest in Muggle society - although those ghouls will forget everything that happened during the day, but at night , they will turn into terrifying monsters, and you don't want Muggles to interfere in our war, right?"

"you are right."

Voldemort's voice was low: "I alone can't deal with that lunatic."

The two sides made a pact.

So far, the European Death Eater War has reached its final peak.

PS: Thanks for D_Inori's blade, thanks to Reimu's good-natured blade

8,000 are here, please ask for a blade!

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Chapter 416 Chapter 57: Holy Water