Chapter 749: The first evil

Five or six minutes after the protective cover was destroyed, there was a feeling of life for Ryan. He hoped that those who fought alongside him would live smoothly until the end of the war. So at this point, like Voldemort, he hopes that the two will start a one-on-one battle as soon as possible.
Of course, Ryan's confidence came from the magic tower on the floating fortress. He believes that even the dark wizards who are familiar with Voldemort's knowledge can never imagine that the magic towers of other worlds can increase one's ability to cast spells to an extremely scary level in a short time.
But in order to prevent this very important point from being discovered by Voldemort, it will not fail. Ryan now not only can't go out to find Voldemort, but has to hide his backhand in the manner of delaying time.
Thankfully, time is not on Voldemort's side in the current battle. Because even Voldemort himself could not guess how long the back of the London Ministry of Magic he had arranged could hold Dumbledore long. But one thing is certain, that as time goes by, the probability of Dumbledore suddenly appearing to join the battle at Hogwarts Castle is also increasing.
Voldemort would certainly not allow himself to plan a desperate blow at this time, so Ryan felt that he only needed a little patience, and Voldemort would force him to take the initiative.
After all, if he fails to achieve his goal in this operation, then all the resources he has accumulated in the past few decades after today ’s war will be exhausted. Then they can hunt down the orphaned Voldemort like a water dog. This is absolutely unacceptable to Voldemort, who thinks highly of himself, and he would rather take a gamble at this time than he would look down.
Everything was as Ryan analyzed, after another three minutes of stalemate. A black mist flew from behind the puppets and Death Eaters, and then a white light that was exactly the same as the one that had just destroyed Hogwarts Castle hit the floating fortress. Fortunately, the modular energy magic shield on the floating fortress suddenly appeared in front of the white light and successfully blocked the blow.
"Catch you." Staring at the black mist flying in the air at high speed, Ryan summoned his pair of pink wings and flicked it up, and then turned into a stream of light directly into the sky. Road shadow. After he left the ground, the wand he held in his right hand quickly slid through the air, drawing one by one runes that looked extremely complicated and delicate.
Just as he flew to a distance of forty or forty meters from Voldemort, the black mist suddenly stopped in the air, revealing a black human figure. Then the black figure raised his wand and pointed at Ryan, and a large amount of green light shot at him like a cannonball.
Sure enough, Voldemort's attack on the air fortress was just a deception, the purpose was to lead Ryan. Of course, Ryan, who has a lot of hearts in mind, was not deceived. When he saw the life-spelling spell that hit like a raindrop, he immediately dispersed the simple rune phantoms in his hand, and then suddenly slammed his wings down to avoid most of the spell .
When he quickly fell more than ten meters, he opened his wings again, and then quickly moved to the left to avoid the several life-spells that Voldemort chased. It must be admitted that Voldemort is indeed strong enough. At least Ryan had never seen anyone else like Voldemort able to cast a life-spelling spell like a normal spell without stopping the shooting.
"You finally came out." Voldemort floated in the air overlooking Ryan, the mouth without lips on the bare head twisted, and then his unique cold voice resounded through the battlefield. "I ’ll say it again, hand over Harry Potter, and I will immediately leave here with people. The great Lord Voldemort knows how to appreciate courage, and everyone can see that if I join the battle, the broken iron is- "
"My robots don't need to block you, because this task is mine." Ryan interrupted Voldemort's words, then climbed up sharply and threw out a group of white fireballs with blue electric lights. Voldemort had to condense several silver-blue flame shields from the surrounding air to block these fireballs flying at all angles.
His face was amazed at first, and then he showed an unprecedented expression of anger. Since he used a magic facelift and changed his name, no one has dared to interrupt Ryan face to face like this for so many years.
"Muds like you must die tragically." After blocking the fireball of Ryan before, Voldemort waved his wand and pulled out a black python into the surrounding air. Then the giant python rushed at Ryan, spitting blue fireballs at it in his mouth.
This cloud-like python seems to have life, and several spells released by Ryan did explode a part of the body of cloud and mist, but soon the python summoned the character from the thin air to supplement itself. In this case, he had to fight and retreat under the double chase of Python and Voldemort.
"Dirty mud, turn around and fight me, don't run around like a chased mouse." Voldemort laughed and released the curse while humiliating Ryan in words. "Turn your head and fight me head-on ! "
"As you wish." To Voldemort's surprise, Lane suddenly stopped at this time and landed on the astronomical tower of Hogwarts Castle. Then he raised his wand and looked at Voldemort.
Only then did Voldemort find himself flying too far while chasing Ryan, so that he has now rushed into the sky between the floating fortress and Hogwarts Castle. But after glancing at the resisters struggling against the Death Eaters below, he made a sneer.
"You did let me out of my subordinates, but now it seems that your companions did not rush here in time." Then he also landed on the astronomical tower, and then made the black cloud snake coil around By his side. "Go die now!"
"This is what I want to tell you." Ryan said with a sharp wand, and an invisible wave of magic power came from the floating fortress above his head, covering the entire astronomical tower.
"This is—what?" Voldemort's eyes widened in disbelief, and he noticed that the black mist giant snake he had summoned before disappeared at once, as if he had never appeared. In the process, he didn't feel anything abnormal.
"This is my magic." Ryan said as he drew the enemy fencing from the space pocket, then stared at Voldemort's eyes.
"The mud type is the mud type, and it will only take this low-level Muggle weapon." Seeing Ryan taking out his two-handed sword Voldemort made a sneer, then raised the devil and waved. But nothing happened after the wand was dropped. He frowned and waved the wand again quickly, but everything is still the same as before ~ ​​EbookFREE.me ~ This is the field of forbidden magic! "After discovering that the curse could not be fired at all, Voldemort's eyes immediately revealed a deep fear, and he now knew what the killer's weapon Ryan had prepared.
A long time ago, he thought that he was an absolute killer, a high god, and would send death to all rebels and become the master of death. However, when the blade of the killing turned to himself, and death approached step by step, Voldemort found that he was as terrified as mortals.
Seeing Ryan approaching with his sword, Voldemort waved his wand wildly and stepped back step by step until he leaned on the protective wall of the Astronomical Tower. At this time, the coolness behind the stone wall finally calmed his confused brain.
"I still have so many Horcruxes, and I will definitely not die here." Thinking of Voldemort calming down here, but before he had time to make any cruel words, Ryan raised his long sword and struck hard.
"Poof!" There was a slight sound, a white light gently brushed Voldemort's neck like a spring breeze, bringing a red and black wave.
Voldemort's expression froze, and the last expression he left in the world was a complex expression that seemed to be thinking and seemed to be confused. Afterwards, the red and black blood lines on his neck grew longer and longer, and finally his head fell off his neck and rolled to the ground.
Voldemort simply died, just like a most ordinary person. His headless body slowly leaned against the wall and fell to the ground, and the head, which was smoother than others, stopped rolling and stopped at Ryan's feet.
But everything is not over yet. Ryan looked at the battlefield under the fierce battle under the city wall and realized that he still had many things to do.
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