Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 549 The Battle of the Two Voldemorts

hum! hum! hum!

The blood-red mist made a resolute humming sound.

call! call! call!

The scorching air waves of the hellfire whizzed forward.

Two figures stood in front of the blood-red mist and the flames of hell respectively.

The two have nearly the same features, yet so young, elegant, and refined.

The difference between the two is that the one is wearing a blood-red necromancer robe, with a bloody breath all over his body.

And the other, also running in the red necromancer, but the color is darker, like the fire of hell behind him.

Hot and cold!

There is despair in the trial!

"I didn't expect you to recover so quickly." Tom Riddle said with emotion.

"Hmph, there are so many things you can't think of." Voldemort replied coldly.

"Actually, if you're not so anxious, we will be teammates soon." Tom Riddle hinted: "definitely, it's not too late now."

To be honest, he could clearly perceive the threat of the blood red mist behind the opponent.

If you don't go back to the game, it won't be like this.

If you can swallow it, try to swallow Voldemort directly, maybe you can find an opportunity for him to break through the hellfire.

However……

Feeling the blood behind Voldemort's Red mist is composed of a large number of tiny Red bugs, especially these, when writing Red's little bugs kept entering Voldemort's body.

Rao, with Tom Reed's psychological quality, couldn't help but twitch his brows.

What on earth did this guy do?

at the same time……

The fire of hell began to burn, and he seemed to feel some kind of evil breath.

This breath is so heavy, so evil.

This is not just a crime, but a massacre.

The number of people who died was tens of thousands, which is simply a heinous crime, beyond description.

Affected by the evil breath, the fire of hell suddenly expanded.

It made the face of Tom Riddle on the side even harder to look.

Why did he want to escape the fire of hell so much?

Not only because of the difficulty of the other party.

More importantly, this guy has a very special preference for eradicating darkness and fair trial.

Tom couldn't imagine that he was one of the top black necromancers on earth, and one day he would treat black necromancers with the attitude of a just judge.

This thing is a disgrace!

Proper black history!

Thinking about it, Tom sighed helplessly, feeling the call of the hellfire from the depths of his soul.

After all, this power doesn't really belong to him completely, and he still can't fully control it.

Feeling the urging of the hellfire from the depths of his soul, Tom waved his wand.

Follow the call of hellfire and let go of your inner resistance.

call!

The dark red hellfire enveloped Tom's body excitedly.

In an instant, a flaming skeleton covered in hellfire appeared in front of him.

The body of the skeleton is wearing a flame-colored necromancer robe, and dark red patterns are engraved on the surface.

"Sinner, look into my eyes!"

Hoarse, and with a thick voice sounded.

Tom Riddle's Hellfire eyes looked into Voldemort's across the way.

At this moment, Voldemort seemed a little excited when he saw Tom's actions.

When he came here, facing his former natural enemy, he naturally wanted to find a way.

hum! hum! hum!

In an instant, a piercing hum sounded.

Voldemort opened his mouth slightly, and the next moment, a blood-red mist emerged from his mouth, shooting towards the flaming skeleton transformed by Tom like an arrow.

call!

As the Flame Skull swung its right fist, the flames of hell swelled suddenly, attacking towards the blood-red mist.

The battle between the two does not seem to have much movement, but the two sides have already entered a heated stage.

sizzle sizzle sizzle

The scorching hellfire burned the bloodworm, making a crackling sound.

Seems to burn without effort.

If Tom Riddle hadn't constantly controlled the blood-red mist to supplement it, the fire of hell would have already burned those blood-deep worms to death.

but……

When Tom Riddle noticed that the total amount of hellfire was constantly decreasing, as if being sucked in, he began to frown tightly.

Soon, the Blood Abyss Worm, which could have been easily burned, seemed to become more vital and harder to burn.

When he first realized this, Tom began to be cautious.

He seemed to know where the danger in the direct encounter came from.

It's not because of the huge number of opponents, but because of the terrifying adaptation ability of the opponent.

Turning his thoughts, Flame Skull looked up at Voldemort opposite him.

tread! tread! tread!

Click! Click! Click!

Capture the thief first, and capture the king first, since it seems that it is difficult to kill all the blood worms in a short time.

Get rid of the owner of the bloodworm first, then everything will be destroyed.

The right hand was not opened, and a long flame-colored knife was quietly held.

Stepping forward a few steps, the long knife swung vigorously, and a sharp sound of air sounded, and the long knife wrapped around Hellfire slashed towards Voldemort.

However……

Boom!

In an instant, a blood-red arm was raised high, forcibly resisting the flaming long knife that swung down.

Voldemort looked at everything in front of him indifferently, and at the same time, blood red color began to appear from his right arm to his limbs.

In the blink of an eye, a blood-red figure emerged.

It contrasts with the flame skull on the opposite side.

Want to resist the fire of hell, resist the nemesis for oneself.

call!

boom! boom! boom!

The blazing long knife waved, and wisps of hellfire burned along with it.

Not to be outdone, Voldemort waved a large stream of blood and red mist wrapped around the flaming skull.

At the same time, he dodged the slash of the flame skull.

Dodge as much as you can, but you really can't dodge being stabbed.

Even if most of the body was split, as long as the dead ones were replaced with new ones, to Voldemort, it was only a minor injury.

As the fire of hell continues to be devoured, the worms of the blood abyss are more and more adaptable to the fire of hell.

Soon, the Flaming Skull seemed to feel the fire of its own hell, and it was difficult to completely burn the bloodworms around it.

This made Tom Riddle feel a little anxious. If his actions remained calm, the flaming long knife would continue to be swung and slashed down.

The knife slashed at Voldemort's head, although it didn't seem to hurt the opponent too much.

But Tom still didn't stop.

Because he is waiting, he is looking.

finally……

A subtle soul wave emerged.

What happened to Tom Riddle in Pyro's Skull seemed to see something.

Without hesitation, the long knife instantly turned into several sharp hell flying darts.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Following the soul fluctuation just now, Lie Yan (raging flames) flying darts thrust forward suddenly.

Head, shoulders, limbs...

The places where the soul wandered in waves were instantly pierced by the flames flying darts.

I saw the blood-red figure transformed by Voldemort motionless.

It seems to be completely imprisoned.

This made Tom Riddle smile slightly.

This guy, for some reason, became so strong.

But as long as I swallow him, he will be the nourishment for me to become stronger after all.

However……

hum! hum! hum!

The blood-red mist behind Voldemort, as if stimulated by some kind of stimulation, rushed towards Tom frantically.

(end of this chapter)