Warlock's attack on Voldemort was not unheard of - on the eve of his escape from Hogwarts, Alan and Warlock teamed up to baptize Voldemort. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At that time, although he was beaten half to death by Dumbledore, Voldemort still easily found a flaw in the not-so-skillful alliance of Alan and Warlor, and easily broke the momentum of the two (?) joining forces.

But today was completely different, not to mention the crows that Warlock had summoned, or the watchful eye of the people around him, gave Voldemort no time to interrupt Warro's attack - although they used the Stun Charm and some non-lethal spell in order not to hurt their allies, but at this moment, these spells alone made Voldemort exhausted.

When the ravens were over Voldemort, the ravens gathered by Warlot dispersed, leaving feathers and corpses all over the ground - of course, the hapless crows, who would be embarrassed to be killed by Warlot - what should I say, Voldemort was killed by birds?

Of course, even if he is not dead, he is half-crippled at the moment - the Doomsday Messenger is not a game that won the name.

After the crow attack, Voldemort's body became weaker - he even had patches of feathers hanging from him, but Voldemort, who had not lost his combat ability after the attack, quickly replenished his shield.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and after Hua Luo's attack ended, a group of wizards immediately changed their magic - and they formed a team, with a wizard from Africa casting control magic, and the three Aurors attacking.

Under this series of attacks, Voldemort's sandy yellow shield became weaker and weaker - and the attacking spells he cast from time to time were easily dodged by the besieging wizards.

Obviously, for these wizards who have experienced battles from time to time, they have completed the most basic run-in at this moment and have begun to form a team that really forms a team to fight bosses.

After completing an attack, Hua Luo landed on Alan's shoulder, and the wizards who participated in the siege felt a huge wave of magic power around them—and the subsequent attack even caused them to pause their attacks for a while.

Allen, who had been using magic a few times from time to time, disappeared into the crowd - and when he appeared the next second, he was already in mid-air.

The crows that had not dispersed far regrouped and began to fly around Alan in strange traces, and finally these crows collided together, forming a black cloak behind Allen, and Allen in mid-air had no intention of falling down - on the contrary, although there was no wind at the moment, the cloak behind Allen was agitated as if it was full of wind.

Then, in mid-air, purple crows made entirely of magic began to appear out of thin air in front of his eyes—the number of crows increased rapidly at a rate of dozens per second, and finally formed a purple cloud floating in the air.

Voldemort's eyes, which were still struggling to fend off attacks from the surrounding wizards, suddenly turned bright, and with the rapid swing of his wand, more than a dozen golems made of sand quickly rose from the ground - these golems were covered in bandages made of linen and covered with blood stains and stains.

When Voldemort's wand swung again, the golems' eyes suddenly lit up red, and then their bodies suddenly became a full circle larger, and they began to crawl slowly towards the wizards around them at the speed of the children's school.

This slow speed relieved a group of wizards who were still worried about this change - not even the Yin Corpse was so slow, it was all about delivering food to them.

"Run!" "Run!" Eren said only one word, but only Annie was heard at the moment—the others had let their guard down under the stimulus.

When Anne quickly disengaged, the wizards finally realized that something was wrong—no matter how the two wizards who had been assigned to deal with the golems attacked, the sand golems still moved forward with determination, as if the magic had been absorbed by the bandages.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and when the golems approached a certain distance, long bandages suddenly flew out of their bodies and stuck to the wizard's body with unmistakable accuracy, and then the slow-moving sand golems flew straight under the pull of the bandages.

When these guys fell, the bandages on their bodies suddenly exploded, and the bandages on the bodies of a dozen puppets directly completely surrounded a large area - those wizards suddenly didn't even have the strength to move, and they also found something even more terrifying - those puppets were frantically absorbing the magic power on their bodies, and with the absorption of magic power, their bodies became a little bigger - which made them think of a terrifying thing - these guys didn't want to blow themselves up, right?

In fact, there's no need to self-destruct at all - they can easily be solved with a death curse after losing their ability to dodge.

Unfortunately, at this moment, the person who had the ability to cast the death curse had no intention of releasing the death curse at all - on the contrary, dozens of thin lines of sand condensed quickly formed on him, and then these lines condensed into a thick line, which dotted a nearby sand dune in the distance, and then quickly led Voldemort at the other end.

That's right, Voldemort chose to turn around and run away, and the intention of using the counter-attack magic that he had used to press the bottom of the box was now used to delay his escape.

When Eren began to conjure magic crows in the air, he felt the danger of death, and his only desire at the moment, when he had planned to kill these wizards, was to flee a little farther away - even if he didn't have that magical inheritance at the moment, he probably wouldn't have a chance again, and even if he might soon be in that state of full power and madness again because of that strange curse, he still chose to continue to live.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and just as he was making his third leap, a circle of violent death appeared out of thin air on the ground, and then several pairs of claws that seemed to come from hell rose from the ground and firmly bound his ankles—and then the vines on the ground came up after him, leaving him with nowhere to escape.

The large purple cloud in the sky suddenly poured down, and smashed straight into his body like a flood.

When the tide passed, all that remained was a patch of scattered sand on the ground.