Chapter 797: You're all pawns

Let's go!

Let's go!

Let's go!

The crimson blood soon soaked through the vast swath of clothing, and the tip of the sword stolen from the back continued to drip down.

There is no doubt that the blow pierced Albus Dumbledore's heart.

Now, as soon as he drew his sword, he would immediately die of massive hemorrhage in a matter of seconds, and there was no one who could stop it.

Because this is not a simple transformation magic, but a vicious necromancy, the black sword is not a sword in the ordinary sense, but carries a deadly curse.

Any unlucky person who is stabbed will never heal properly, even if it is a healing potion or enchantment.

"Well done, Potter. ”

Voldemort, who felt that he had won the victory, did not rush to kill his opponent, but turned around and nodded approvingly at the "savior".

It was only after experiencing the full power of the Elder Wand that one could understand why Dumbledore was called the greatest wizard of our time.

Although he had already obtained a more powerful modified body than before when he was resurrected, he still didn't take advantage of the battle just now.

If the final sneak attack hadn't been successful, I'm afraid it would have been difficult to tell the winner without a few hours of effort.

However, Harry Potter, who was carried away by hatred, obviously did not bother to pay attention to the Dark Lord's praise, and went straight to the front, raised his wand and laughed and roared, "I swore that I would make you taste the ultimate pain!

"Ah!!!!!!h

Dumbledore screamed and fell to his knees, letting out a miserable scream.

No one can resist the intense pain of the Diamond Heart Mantra!

This spell does not act on the body, but directly on the spirit and soul!

Just as Harry Potter wanted to vent his anger and hatred by torturing the other party, another clone identical to Dumbledore quietly appeared in the dilapidated house, aiming at the boy and chanting the same incantation: "Drill the heart and cut the bones!"

"Ahh!!h

No surprises!

The "Savior" also fell directly to the dusty floor, curled up in pain, his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe that two Dumbledores appeared in his sight.

"Hahahaha! Oh my God! It's the funniest picture I've ever seen in my life! Look at this poor little fellow, he doesn't even know what's going on. Voldemort opened his arms and let out a wild laugh.

Conspiracy!

Treachery!

Deceit!

All this is simply a carnival feast of revenge for him.

Whether it's Dumbledore or the self-righteous "savior", they are just pawns to be played with.

As the initiator of all this, Zhang Cheng squatted down with a smile, looked at Harry Potter's angry and unwilling eyes, and said meaningfully: "I think you must want to figure out the situation now, right? Actually, the answer is very simple! I used genetic technology to clone a copy of Dumbledore, and the person who attacked you and killed Zhang Qiu was not Dumbledore himself, but his copy. Besides, do you think Zhang Qiu is really in love with you? No, that poor girl is also under my control. ”

"For ...... Why! Why did you do this to me?" Harry struggled to look up, his eyes full of shock and bewilderment.

"Why? To use you against Albus Dumbledore, of course. Now that the goal has been achieved, you are naturally of little use. But I won't kill you, on the contrary, I'll let you live well and live the rest of your life in pain and remorse. You know? A lot of people say that the world is hopeful, but in reality the truth is hopeless. I love the world of darkness and I prefer to appreciate those who are full of hope and end up falling into the ugliness of darkness. ”

After that, Zhang Chengti lifted the boy's glasses, turned around and looked at the old man who refused to die with his last breath.

The latter exuded a strong aura of death all over his body, but his eyes were still firm, and there was not the slightest fear or hesitation, as if he had expected this day for a long time.

"Dear Mr. Headmaster, you don't seem to realize what I'm going to do to you, do you?" Zhang Cheng curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and a cruel smile appeared.

"No matter what you do, it won't affect me anymore, because death is an irreversible process, and once I'm dead, whatever you do has nothing to do with me. Dumbledore replied, enduring the intense pain.

"No, no, no, death is not an irreversible process, at least not for me. Next, I will pull your soul out of your body and imprison you in a desperate space completely isolated from the outside world. I wonder how long you can last in this environment before you go mad? According to the principle of the interaction between energies, the more pure, good, and noble a person is in life, the more evil, twisted, and morbid his degenerate soul will be after death......"

As he said this, Zhang Cheng took out the black crystal that had been prepared long ago, and activated the soul absorption of the unique ability of the Azeroth Warlock, and forcibly stripped Albus Dumbledore from the body that had not yet died.

Since there was no cover-up, everyone present clearly saw the scene.

Voldemort, in particular, suddenly contracted his pupils, and quickly reminded in a slightly hoarse voice, "My friend!

"Hehe, don't you understand?Dear Lord Dark Lord, you're no different from Dumbledore, you're just a pawn in my hands......"

As the last word blurted out, Zhang Cheng raised his right index finger and gently flicked it in the air.

Bang!

I saw that the blood vessels in Voldemort's body suddenly exploded, splattering a large amount of black-red plasma with a strong fishy smell.

The clones and Ron next to them attacked without thinking, knocking the Death Eaters in the old house to the ground before they could remember.

In the blink of an eye, the victor who was still showing off his might became a prisoner.

"You...... Why didn't I feel it?!Why didn't I feel it?!" Voldemort asked, narrowing his eyes and gritting his teeth.

"Remember the black liquid in the glass container, and one of Ron's severed arms? Now, every drop of blood, every cell in your body, is under my control. I can let you die in seconds at any time if I want to. Zhang Cheng casually gave an explanation.

In fact, he has made breakthroughs in the study of creative powers, and even launched an interesting "Human Completion Project".

Once thermonuclear weapons have wiped out more than 90 percent of the world's population, Hermione Granger will launch a low-Earth orbit satellite that will unleash a filtered and optimized creative power in the world's clouds, which will then be dispersed through rain to seven continents and four oceans.

In this way, it won't be long before all the lifeforms on Earth that survive will slowly evolve a variety of magical abilities, and even ordinary people will have the potential to become wizards.