Voldemort's playful eyes gradually turned to horror—at his feet, in that brief moment, a thin pale green thread stretched out from the sole of his foot. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The thin line saw the shield as nothing, and went straight through the seemingly unbreakable shield of light that had blocked him from countless attacks—no, the thin line even regarded his body, a patchwork of yellow sand and unicorn blood, as nothing, and fused into his body like milk.

Then, Voldemort felt as if something had been tied to his most important soul, and the knot was so strong that he could not break free.

With the first strand of silk tightened, more threads grew out of his foot, frantically pouring into his body and binding his soul.

Finally, the horrible threads formed a chain on his body, and at this moment, a little freed from Alan's control, he saw where the chain came from—at the end of the chain was a pale green lantern, mostly buried in the earth—inconspicuous in the darkness, but the deadliest cage for Voldemort at the moment.

And what's even worse is that the thin threads that form the chains are no longer consuming his soul all the time, it is like a greedy silkworm baby, slowly but forcefully chewing on his favorite mulberry leaves-his soul.

"Mr. Tom Riddle?" said Allen with a smile as he sat there and greeted Voldemort - a large number of skills unleashed together, causing him to lose strength for a moment. "Or, Mr. Voldemort?"

Allen's greeting went unanswered—the Dark Lord's face leaked horror, he was afraid.

Even when he became the most powerful dark wizard, he still had something to fear - death.

In order to prevent death from coming, he even made seven Horcruxes in one go.

"Sir, please don't show off your acting skills to a kid - I know you're trying to kill me. ”

Eren wielded his dagger - the weapon from the werewolf was a little better than he thought - and he had breathed a sigh of relief from the emptiness that instantly produced a large amount of mana.

"It's tempting for you to explain, but villains tend to die of talking too much - though I don't think I'm a villain. Alan struggled to get up from the ground with his dagger.

"I know this soul lamp won't be able to trap you for long. Alan moved his steps and walked over with difficulty. "So, we need a little help. ”

Allen, who walked up to Voldemort's side, raised his dagger aloft in his hand - and Voldemort's eyes leaked horror for the first time - and he felt the breath of death from the dagger!

"Goodbye—sir!" Alan raised his dagger in both hands, the tip of which pointed at Voldemort's heart.

"Demacia!"

With the stabbing of the short sword in Eren's hand, the phantom of a huge lightsaber crushed Voldemort's body.

The body made of yellow sand lost its vitality, and a breeze blew, and the sand body began to peel off in pieces, turning into grains of sand that had dispersed with the wind.

Having delivered the final blow, Eren lost the last of his accumulated strength and collapsed to the ground, and the Soul Lamp began to suck up Voldemort's legacy at a much faster rate than before, from the souls that had lost their resistance to it.

Warlock landed at Alan's side and began to protect the safety of his master, who had fainted from mana.

Just as the soul lamp was making its final devour, a small, black smoke soul leaked out of the soul lamp's chains - it tried to infiltrate Alan's body.

But unfortunately, Warro's guardianship made him give up this plan, and he finally chose a passing snake - as for Warro, with Allen's safety as the first priority, he gave up his intention to attack.

After glancing at Alan hatefully, the snake glided away without looking back.

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After a long time, Eren finally woke up from the magic overdraft, and he didn't know anything about the previous scene - he couldn't care about Hua Luo's perception all the time, otherwise Hua Luo would even share his perception of rushing to eat owl food or catching bugs.

At this moment, the soul lamp was sucking the last bit of Voldemort's soul, and at this moment, the originally dim soul lamp had been much brighter - obviously, Voldemort's soul was very much in line with this lamp's appetite.

When Eren touched it, a thick stream of heat fed back from the soul lamp - not only restoring his strength, but also strengthening his power.

Thanks to the feedback from the soul lamp, Eren has recovered about four or fifty percent of his physical strength, which gives him enough ability to return and ensure that he is not seen as a heresy by others.

He wasn't interested in being a savior—especially one raised by Dumbledore.

And it's very likely that he's not treated as a savior, but a knight of the savior—something like Ron's position.

For this, he is insensitive to it.

Moments later, Alan returned to the place where the battle had been, and it was fine except for those damaged by Voldemort.

Alan stepped forward quickly, and in the center of the altar, Percy still had the failed Horcrux on his head, but judging by his blood-colored face, he should be waking up.

Eren threw a stun spell at Percy, he didn't want Percy to wake up while he was arranging, and after doing this, Eren took the crown and went to the clearing next to him.

"Divided!"

"The flames are blazing!"

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Under the attack of the spell, the crown that had lost the blessing of soul power was vulnerable and soon became dirty.

Alan didn't mean to keep this thing at all, not to mention that the power of the system was still enough for him to learn, and even without the system, he would never have rushed to wear this former Horcrux - who knows how many traps and secret hands Voldemort placed on it?

After completing the destruction, Alan put the broken crown back on Percy's head, and carried Voldemort's body - the pile of sand over Percy - believing that Percy would not mind.

Next, Eren began to erase the battlefield on the other side - the traces of the battle disappeared with the wave of his wand - and it might not be perfect for another person, but Allen, with the power of Zyra, can make the vegetation look exactly like if it hadn't been in battle.

When everything was done, Eren put away his wand, sorted out a sleepy-eyed look, and began to release it and return to the city.

As for Percy - to get into such a big trouble, lie here and reflect!