Marvel – Immortal Path

Time Reverse half an hour, Northern Sea waters.

The black Demon King, or Tom Riddle is wearing a tattered cloak, standing on a dilapidated sailing ship.

The Black Demon King, who was successfully resurrected with the help of the evil ceremony, has completely changed its appearance.

Under the black hood, his originally handsome face became extremely pale and thin, his wise and deep eyes became narrow and long, his soft brown curly hair fell off, and his handsome and straight nose was completely disappeared. , There are only two snake-like nostrils inlaid on his face.

Tom Riddle has become a monster through and through-the kind of terrifying monster that can stop children from crying at night.

But these are not important.

The black Demon King stroked the wand around his waist, feeling the majestic magic power surging in his body, and showed a satisfied smile.

He raised his arm, and his pale and slender arm traced an arc in the salty sea breeze.

The wand pointed at the broken sails of the decaying ship, and the jet black strong demon turned into fierce flames, filling the damaged parts of the canvas, and letting the speed rise again by one section, passing over the rough sea. The long white traces of fighter jet tail flames.

The little dwarf standing in the tail section of the ship, looking at the handsome black Demon King-sama with awe and admiration, is the power of this omnipotent, which is enough to make people kneel and tremble. Prostrating on the ground became the strongest black wizard ever.

Soon, Azkaban arrived.

Countless rugged reefs stretch out from the sea, with their canine teeth staggered and superimposed on each other, forming a three-dimensional platform together.

From the outside, this wizard prison called "Azkaban" is extremely simple, more like an enlarged lighthouse.

But in the eyes of the wizard, Azkaban is an impenetrable defense.

Around the offshore platform, there are hundreds of dreamlike human-shaped shadows floating in the sky. These shadows are all dressed in light black cloaks, hovering and stagnating in the sky. From time to time, he would dive down and drag the rotting cloak across the bars of the prison cell.

Looking closer, you can find that their bodies are like floating corpses, rotting and swollen. The rugged, skinny palms are covered with thick scabs, and the rough black nails are covered with dirt.

Under the ruined cloak, there are no facial features. Instead, there is a hollow, illusory hole-this emptiness hole is their mouth, dedicated to sucking human souls. Only an empty, soulless walking corpse is left.

They are dementors, the most evil and weird magical creatures.

Demon prostrating on the ground slowly walked down from the sailboat indifferently, stepped barefoot on the reef with sharp edges, and looked up.

Those dementors immediately spotted the outsider. These magical creatures that rely on the sense of smell to identify directions were originally the watchers of Azkaban, but they never mind hunting some who trespass in Azkaban. people.

So hundreds of dementors moved towards Tom Riddle swooped down.

Faced with the dementor covering the heavens, shielding the sun, Tom raised his wand and said indifferently,

"Avadasuo Ming."

A green beam of light gushes out from the tip of the magic wand, and this powerful black spell that can directly destroy the soul penetrates the dementor rushing in front of it in an instant, blasting the magical creature into fragments.

The swooping down Dementor cluster immediately stopped. These soul-sucking demons also know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages-they can release a death curse in front of the dementor cluster and complete the killing. The black wizard is absolutely powerful to terrifying.

Demon prostrating on the ground sneered, took off the hood, revealing the twisted face like a snake, slowly releasing the pressure.

The dementors who only have the sense of smell are keen to terrifying in other aspects, and the dementors who sensed the fluctuation of the black Demon King’s mana immediately chose the acknowledge allegiance, and they landed from the air, lowered their heads, and pointed towards Demon. prostrating on the ground to offer respect and allegiance.

"Sometimes, these mindless magical creatures are more suitable for being a subordinate than those stubborn wizards."

Demon prostrating on the ground indifferently gave an own comment, Under the guard of hundreds of dementors, he boarded the prison of Azkaban.

He stretched out his fingertips to take action, rubbed the magic wand in his hand, and used a huge amount of magic power to break through all the imprisonment and free his followers from the cell.

Antonin Dolohov, Bellatrix Lestrange, Rabastan Lestrange, Augustus Luckwood...

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These Death Eaters bowed respectfully at his feet, their bodies trembling uncontrollably with fear and excitement.

Their king is back.

"My followers,"

Demon prostrating on the ground Standing in the center of the rotunda of Azkaban, condescendingly, looking at the Death Eaters.

He pinched his pretentious tone, and made the snake face as majestic as possible. In a slow tone, he said slowly: "Like the Jesus of the Muggle world, I'm from The boundary of death returns."

He was already ready to give a "shocking" speech. As an attitude villain, he must master the art of imperialism. Only by applying both kindness and power can you become a successful leader.

"Now, I want to lead you to reproduce our glory and spread the pure blood will to every corner of the wizard world."

Demon prostrating on the ground. He lifted his fist, brewed his feelings, and spit out abruptly in the awe and fear of the Death Eaters' eyes.

"Omit, vomit, vomit, vomit..."

He held on to the wall, feeling the touch of the palm of his hand against the moss, and the nausea of ​​stomach acid flooding in his mouth.

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Tom Riddle was so perplexed, too much information was stuffed directly into his mind, so that the black Demon King had not had time to stand firm,

Just involuntarily shuddering and slumped to the ground, letting the light head immerse in the own vomit.

He raised his head and murmured hardly: "Who is it! Who is calling my real name?!"

In the mysterious world of the East and the West, the real name is powerful .

For example, when Sun Wukong faced the golden horn and the red bottle gourd of the silver horn king, he had to codify pseudo-names such as "Xing Zhe Sun" and "Zhe Xing Sun" to prevent The real name was leaked and was imprisoned.

For another example, the reason Constantine became the current decadent scum is because he mistakenly placed a hell demon in the basement of Casanova Club summon without knowing the other party’s real name. ,

As a result, the hell demon without real name restriction dragged away an innocent little girl and raze the Casanova Club to the ground.

The above cases all show a truth. In the mysterious world, personal privacy must be protected. Don't always put the name of own on your lips and overly ostentatious.

Just like now, in the living room of the mansion, in the roadside restaurant, in the government department of the British Empire, the people of the whole United Kingdom are discussing the name "LordVoldemort".

In order to ensure his mysterious and terror, Tom Riddle deliberately used "Demon prostrating on the ground", which symbolized his own real name, and imposed constant witchcraft.

Once the name "Demon prostrating on the ground" is mentioned, Tom will have a sense of darkness in his heart, allowing him to use teleport spells to kill those wizards who dare to mention his name.

However, the total number of wizards is less than 10,000. There are more than 60 million inhabitants in the British Isles. If you include the Commonwealth, which is remotely controlled by Galeries Lafayette, the total population is as high as 20. Billion...

So Tom Riddle paid a price for his move to set his real name.

Hundreds of people, thousands of people called the name "Demon prostrating on the ground" at the same time, and the flood of information directly overwhelmed Demon prostrating on the ground's sanity, making him almost fainted.

With the passage of time, the term "Demon prostrating on the ground" is no longer limited to the audience of "BBC Morning News", but is spread directly on the Internet.

Thousands of people were talking and chanting, and the omnipresent call was like a wave, one after another, it crushed Tom Riddle,

He tried to get up, However, the exploding brain did not allow him to make this kind of action.

So, in the eyes of those Death Eaters who were still kneeling down, their godly black Demon King-sama lay in his own vomit (bread and fried eggs for breakfast), lying on his back and forth sit.

To some extent, the current Harry Potter may be more vicious than the Mr. John Constantine.