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"Papapapapa" Chen Ping's applause sounded in the darkness.

"It's a wonderful fire spell, but it's a pity that using such a spell to deal with my phantom is a bit of a fuss." Harry's voice said.

Before his voice fell, Voldemort saw a shadow appear in front of him, the same size as Harry he had seen earlier, but with no facial features or clothes, just a pure shadow condensation.

The shadow drifted towards him, and Voldemort noticed that the shadow seemed to be absorbing the light, and there was no light around it.

He let out a fierce fire again, but he was surprised to see that the fierce fire that burned everything was also absorbed by this shadow.

"Cauldron summoned" Voldemort wand pointed, and the cauldron beside him flew up, whizzing towards the shadow.

"Boom"

A violent explosion rang out, sending sand and rocks flying, and Voldemort raised his hand to cover his face.

The shadow was gone, and so was the cauldron, only a dark black mark left on the ground, like a trace left by a fierce fire, proving that something had just been born.

And in front of him, at some point, two other shadows appeared.

"Satan!" Voldemort went crazy.

Chen Ping smiled and channeled the spell, this shadow magic was part of the dark cloud concentration. It is capable of consuming negative energy matter within a dark area, constructing a shadow "shado", a negative energy body that absorbs negative energy-based attacks and stores them, causing an explosion when attacked, using negative energy and absorbed energy to attack creatures within several meters of the vicinity.

This spell is extremely powerful, but it is also very restrictive, such as being able to use it at night or in places with a lot of negative energy, such as graveyards, taking a long time to prepare, and being afraid of powerful positive energy attacks.

Voldemort is right, if according to the strength evaluation of the Torrell world, the current Voldemort's strength should be around level fifteen, and Chen Ping is around level ten. If you compete in magic, the current Chen Ping is far from being Voldemort's opponent. He relied on his vast combat experience and the endless spells of the Arcanists.

"Shapeshifting Phantom"

Voldemort dealt with several apparitions in a row, and his face became even paler. As the most powerful wizard of his time, after entangled with these shadows for a moment, he had already faintly sensed that these shadows were probably the product of regional magic, and as long as the source of the spell remained, these shadows would continue to be reborn.

He immediately activated the shapeshifting phantom spell, but to his horror, the spell did not work, and in this particular area, he could not use the teleportation spell.

This is the second effect of this spell, it has a dimensional anchor effect within the range shrouded in black clouds, and it can restrict some teleportation spells, Chen Ping carefully studied the shape-shifting phantom magic in this world, and this scroll he made was aimed at this magic.

"Nagini, go find the wizard and interrupt his spell." There was a sizzling sound from Voldemort's mouth, and behind him, a huge snake swam into the darkness, none other than his demon pet Nagini.

The sound of the two giant beasts fighting and the serpent creature's sizzling sounded in the darkness.

"This is your pet, it looks like you." Harry's playful voice rang out in the air again, "But do you really think I'm going to cast a spell without adequate protection?" ”

"Basilisk? What did you do with it? Voldemort said angrily, and Nagini was of course Chen Ping's basilisk puppet, and this powerful magic puppet had gradually gained the upper hand in the battle.

"The knowledge of magic is immense, Lord Voldemort." Harry's voice said, "That's why those truly powerful mages are reluctant to spend their spirits on boring politics and power. You used to be a very talented wizard, but look at what you look like now? World domination? What a foolish idea, the doors of the wizarding world have been closed to you. ”

"Hmph, what do you understand?" Voldemort roared, "Magic has been passed down from time immemorial among us purebloods, and Dumbledore's traitors have passed on this power to those Muggles. Let them use this power as a tool for world domination, and look at the current Ministry of Magic, which is full of filthy garbage. ”

"When the water is clear, there are no fish, and pure blood doesn't mean anything." Chen Ping sighed softly: "Your strength is almost consumed, so let's face your fate." ”

After having a certain understanding of this world, Chen Ping agreed with Voldemort's statement on a certain Cheng dù, but he didn't think that pure-blood wizards were much better than those Muggle-born wizards, and in terms of politics and power, pure-blood wizards were stronger than those Muggle-born wizards, such as Klaus, Birch and others.

Voldemort suddenly raised his wand.

"Mosmored"

Voldemort, who consumed more than half of his mana, finally began to face up to reality, and the mysterious wizard on the other side had brought him enough threats that if he continued like this, he would probably be consumed here.

"You've lost." Harry's voice froze suddenly, the battle had been going on for almost an hour now, and his dark cloud power was close to its peak.

When the power of the dark cloud reached its peak, the true deadly side of this spell was revealed.

"Dark Bloom" (shadob1oom)

One, two, three or four, one by one, shadow missiles containing negative energy came out of the black clouds and fell on Voldemort, hitting his shield, eroding his protection, and gradually, more and more missiles fell, like raindrops, like swarms of bees.

The damage of each Shadow Missile is not high, but the negative energy on it is constantly corroding a qiē, from the shield to the clothing, to the skin, to the bone marrow, constantly accumulating, layering, until the qi is corroded and assimilated by the negative energy.

Fiendfire

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Voldemort roared and waved his wand in his hand, and unleashed a devastating blow, this strange and terrifying magic of the other party was constantly inflicting damage on him, and if this spell continued, he would not be able to support the arrival of his own men.

A huge snake composed of fierce fire roared and swept through the entire field, also breaking through Chen Ping's spell protection.

"It's too late, Voldemort, to enter the Dark Bloom stage, and this spell no longer needs my guidance."

Chen Ping raised his wand and also summoned a fierce fire, unlike Voldemort, his fierce fire only had a thin layer, covering his surface, forming a magic shield, but this thin layer of fierce fire was enough to make Voldemort's fierce attack in vain.

Voldemort pointed his wand at Chen Ping, and the two wands faced each other.

"Avada Lives"

"Spell counter---- Avada sustains his life!"

Two bright green rays of light shot out from the end of the wand, striking each other accurately, and a violent vibration came from the wand, and then the two wands came together with a golden glow.

"When two wands of the same material meet, the sigil from the same origin is awakened. Voldemort, my wand is made of purple wood, the same tree as yours, and the core of the wand is the same as the feather of the phoenix named Fawkes, so I'm sorry, they refuse to hurt each other's masters. Unfortunately, my wand doesn't just have a core. Now, remove the magic guard"

“breanetbsp; Behind Chen Ping, the image of a dragon emerged, which was the Hungarian horn. In his wand, a second ray of light was fired, hitting Voldemort, and suddenly, the sky was full of shadow missiles whistling, hitting him and tearing him apart.

At Voldemort's screams, Chen Ping's eyes turned into brilliant silver swirls, and the virtual image of the dragon behind him shattered at once, replaced by a huge brain-like creature.

"Soul Sucking"

"No, it can't be." Voldemort screamed, torn apart by countless shadow missiles. His wand lost its light and floated in the air, like a dazed child without a parent.

"Poor fellow" Chen Ping picked up the crystal that was infused with part of Voldemort's soul, which was a big gain for him.

He summoned the basilisk puppet and brought back the Nagini snake with him.

Putting the two things away, he picked up Voldemort's wand and heard the voice of the Lord God.

"You have completed the fate story, the duel, and given Voldemort's wand to the important people in this world, and you can obtain the status of a native in this world. You can leave this world with no more than 5 magic items, while the rest will remain at your residence. ”

"It's nerve-wracking, but luckily the materials aren't counted among the five items." Chen Ping turned around and left here.

A group of men dressed in black appeared nearby, searching back and forth, but there was nothing but a large number of traces of battle. Only one of the young men, looking into the distance, thoughtful.

"Harry? Isn't he in the Three Wizards' Cup? Speaking of which, today's Zhang Liang is a little weird, not like he himself. ”

"Draco, what are you showing up?"

"Oh, nothing." The boy shook his head.

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