Elijah's Journey to the Worlds

On the tower of the castle, Illya stood by the window, silently swept the faces of these people, and then turned to look at Dumbledore beside her.

"Do you really need me to treat you?"

"No, this curse power is connected to his soul, and he can feel the change of this power."

"But if Voldemort arrives a little later, I may not be able to help you heal."

"It doesn't matter if that's the case. Anyway, I've lived for more than 100 years, and I'm already very satisfied. Even if I die, Snape and McGonagall will take over from me to protect Hogwarts."

Although Illya was very sorry, she shook her head and did not persuade him any more when she saw his expression so firm.

Finally, Voldemort's army moved.

The parents of the students who were originally waiting opposite the entrance bridge either rode on broomsticks, or activated the shapeshifting, and hid aside in a panic.

Immediately afterwards, a large piece of colorful magic bombed on the defensive light curtain outside the school like laser cannons.

"Crack-"

This is an army of tens of thousands. Even if each person has a spell, this number is too much. Just the first wave of attacks caused cracks in the defensive light curtain, and then shattered under the second wave of attacks. Come.

"Voldemort is here!"

The army of Death Eaters that broke through the protective barrier did not continue to attack, because the stage that Voldemort needed was already set up.

"Come out, Dumbledore! I think you should be ready for death--"

Voldemort laughed and opened his arms, and the tyrannical magic fluctuations swept out from his body, forming a black storm like a substance. Even the originally clear sky was gradually turned into dark clouds under this amazing magic fluctuation. .

Chapter 72 The Dumb King and the Dining Table (Plus, please subscribe~~~)

To be honest, although Voldemort today has an ugly snake face, his unique temperament and tyrannical strength are still the same as before, and he is still the king of black magic that makes countless people fear and surrender.

But Dumbledore, who walked slowly across from him, was obviously old.

Like a worn-out oil lamp that is about to go out.

"Dumbledore!"

"Tom..."

The two were more than 20 meters apart, looking at each other.

Voldemort couldn't help showing a smug smile on his face. He finally defeated time and Dumbledore.

And Dumbledore looked at the student he was most proud of, but his eyes were extremely sighed,

"From today, there will be no Dumbledore in this world. From today, I will be the faith of all of you, the master of all of you—"

Voldemort's voice echoed throughout the world, as if a dark hand had firmly grasped everyone's heart.

But when I saw it in Illya, this is completely the performance of the villain dying because of too much talk.

Just when Voldemort couldn't help but make a declaration of victory in advance, she had already moved to the side of Hermione, who was standing in the front row of the crowd.

"Are you ready?"

Hermione looked at her with a cold face, nodded slightly, and walked out of the crowd resolutely.

"Stop dreaming! Voldemort, your time of death has come—unlimited swordsmanship!"

As Hermione stretched out her hand, the whole world suddenly changed.

The canyons, castles, forests, and lakes have all disappeared, and there is only a tragic battlefield full of broken swords and corpses, and the blood has soaked the ground. This is the world of Artoria's heart - the Hill of Sword Bar!

"what is this?!"

Not to mention those unknowing Death Eaters and students, even Hermione and Dumbledore, who knew that there would be a 'mutation', couldn't help but look horrified.

"Oh my God, shapeshifting can't be used anymore!"

Some timid people tried to escape from here by using shapeshifting for the first time, but then they were horrified to discover that the usual escape technique, which is always beneficial, could not be activated.

This time, many people panicked, and even Voldemort felt something was wrong.

Unfortunately, it is too late to realize now.

"Tsk tsk, it really takes a lot of magic to pull so many people into the infinite sword system at one time~" Ilya, who was hiding aside, couldn't help but whispered.

Hermione was repeating her words intact, but she didn't realize that something was wrong until halfway through the repeating, and she got stuck there for a while.

"Excuse me, get down to business... Come out! King Arthur!"

To maintain such a big heart-like world will consume a huge amount of magic power every second, so Illya did not dare to delay, and directly summoned Artoria.

"What did I hear?! King Arthur?!"

The blond girl wearing blue skirt armor became the focus of everyone present as soon as she appeared. The powerful aura of her body, as well as the wind magic power that surrounded her body as if it was a substance, all made everyone feel shocked.

only...

"This is the legendary King Arthur? How is it possible! King Arthur is obviously a man, how can he be a little girl?!"

Such thoughts popped into the minds of almost everyone, except Voldemort.

Whether Arturia is the legendary King Arthur or not, it is his enemy, and a terrible enemy far more terrifying than Dumbledore, making him feel the pressure of death.

So, he started.