Evan and Elaine appear at the bottom of the abyss, and they don't see the statue of Keresis or the evil god. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because it's full of flesh and blood corpses that have been tortured to death, like hell, a real abyssal hell.

On the ground, on the statues on the walls around them, there was blood everywhere they could see.

The blood did not dry up, it gushed out of the corpse's wounds, eyes, nose, mouth, and other holes.

The expressions on the faces of these corpses, whether they were human or not, were all painfully twisted and unsightly.

Elaine hugged Evan tightly, not daring to look at it, the scene in front of her was too shocking, far beyond her imagination.

In order to divide the few remaining souls again, Voldemort killed many lives with cruelty.

At the bottom of the abyss, he was engaged in a fierce battle with Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, you're just as hypocritical and stupid as ever!" Voldemort screamed, "You think you're going to kill me, you think your magic will work on me?"

He had just split his soul, but he wasn't as weak as Harry said he was, and he didn't seem to be affected.

With a massive swing of his wand, he fired a deadly spell at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore moved quickly, and the spell missed, hitting the ground where no one was around, and a fire ignited on the ground.

By the light of the skyrocketing fire, Aven finally saw the statue of the evil god in the corner and the uncertain death of Keresis lying on the ground.

Elaine saw it too, and she wanted to go over, but Voldemort's magic stopped the two of them.

He was controlling the flames, it was a Flame Charm, much stronger than the Fire Charm used by Aven, enough to burn everything with golden flames raging in the space.

They obeyed Voldemort's command and whirled around the sky, encircling Dumbledore.

"Die, Dumbledore!" Voldemort roared in a cold voice, "and you, Evan Mason, Elaine Slytherin, and Harry Potter, you idiots who have no idea what is here, no idea of my power, and who dare to come here, you will all die and become my immortal sacrifice." ”

Accompanied by the blazing flames, a powerful sense of oppression greeted him, and Evan held Elaine at bay.

He waved his wand, and an orange-red magical barrier appeared in front of them, blocking the incoming flames.

"No one will die, Tom, except you!" Dumbledore said calmly.

In the blink of an eye, all the fierce fire around him dispersed, his blue eyes flashed with rage, a spell condensed at the end of his wand, and the whole space trembled, the power of the spell that Dumbledore was condensing made Evan feel suffocated, and even the roots of his hair stood up.

Voldemort stopped, preparing his protective magic as the same shield conjured out of the thin air.

But he won't succeed, Aven's wand quickly moved forward, throwing three spells in a row, the space around Voldemort changed rapidly, his magic was interrupted by Aven, unable to apparition, rubble and dirt flew as if it had life, flying in the air.

Under Aven's control, they quickly changed into chains that bound Voldemort firmly.

The next second, Dumbledore's magic struck him, making a creepy crashing sound, and he flew backwards.

It's over, Voldemort did drain his strength when splitting souls, and he couldn't face both Dumbledore and Evan at the same time.

It would be nice if Voldemort and the Evil God statues could be dealt with here.

Because of the Horcruxes, Voldemort certainly won't die, but as long as he stays here......

Evan kept an eye on Voldemort on the ground to prevent him from escaping, but something wasn't quite right with the magic in the air.

"Be careful, Aven!" Dumbledore said, "maintain your protective magic, don't let up!"

He flashed in front of Evan and Elaine, and the white barrier reappeared.

Across from them, Voldemort's body vanished little by little, turning black and blending in with everything around him.

At the bottom of the abyss, the darkness became even deeper, and the endless darkness pressed towards the three of them like a mist, and the mist contained terrifying power.

"That magic doesn't work for him!" said Dumbledore, looking a little surprised, "We're going to do it differently!"

Click, click, the Viking warrior statues on the surrounding walls suddenly moved, and they jumped off the walls.

One, two, three, the number of statues grows, and as soon as they are touched by Voldemort, they gain life.

These ancient Viking warriors had hideous and terrifying faces, and wore thick armor, the shortest of which was as tall as five or six Aven.

They hold sharp weapons made of rock, including axes, spears, greatswords, and more.

The statue's movements were stiff, but growing faster, swinging its weapon and lunging at them.

Evan had no doubt that if he was hacked, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"You're trying to kill me, Dumbledore!" Voldemort shouted, his figure re-condensing in the air, translucent, the snake's face paler, its scarlet eyes narrowing tightly, "Is there anything more ruthless?"

"We all know that there are many other ways to destroy a person, Tom. Dumbledore said calmly, "Although I knew that you had been transformed, I never thought that you would become like this, and that you really can't be considered human now! ”

He waved his wand, and a cloud of lightning flew out from the end of his wand.

With a roar, the tremendous destructive force shattered all the nearly 100 statues of Viking warriors that rushed towards them.

Evan followed suit, and the statues of these ancient Viking warriors, although they looked scary, were weak.

I don't know why, but Evan always felt that something wasn't quite right, there were strange magical fluctuations on these statues.

It wasn't Voldemort's magic, and Evan couldn't even tell what they were for.

Soon, the ground was covered with fragments of statues, and it was everywhere.

"Hypocrisy!" Voldemort roared, his body gradually recovering, "I'm going to kill you!"

"That's where you grieve, Tom. Dumbledore's voice was soft, like two people discussing a drink, and he left Evan and Elaine and walked over to Voldemort unsuspectingly, "As we know, your greatest failure is not to understand that there is something worse than death. ”

Voldemort didn't answer, he fell backwards, he seemed to be afraid of Dumbledore, afraid of him coming closer.