On the sea, the speedboat sped by, and soon approached the huge Scharnhorst battleship in the bottle. In the process, the battleship was like a dumb fire, no longer spitting flames, and there were no soldiers jumping down like dumplings.

Until they reached the bottom of that ship's grandeur, neither Ryan nor Tom faced any more obstacles.

The sudden atmosphere was like a moment of silence before a storm, and it made Ryan's mind uneasy. Just a few minutes ago, the men on that ship were on the verge of a great enemy, eager to blast them to slag.

But Tom Riddle was quite calm, he stood at the bow of the boat, his hair hunting in the sea breeze, those Muggles were nothing more than wriggling proteins in his eyes, and if he showed a little bit of magic, they would be gone.

When he was still a hundred meters away from the battleship, he flicked his wand and disappeared directly into the same place, appearing on the deck that he had sighted of.

He was greeted by countless black holes in the muzzles and thick barrels of the guns, and the barrels of the Scharnhorst battleship all turned their heads to the young man who had just stepped onto the deck.

Tom Riddle didn't panic at all, he looked around, and soon found a man with his head bowed in the neat row of soldiers with nervous expressions.

He was dressed in a black-and-green military uniform with three gold stripes on his shoulders, and looked like he was of the highest rank.

"Hey, you're the legendary Muggle who killed the vampire?" asked Tom Riddle, standing in front of him rather casually.

The man slowly raised his head, allowing Riddle to see his face, which was a strange and unusual face, half of his face had deep nasolabial folds, high cheekbones and stiff eyebrows, and his complexion was also a resolute tan, while the other half of his face was strangely like a girl, with supple skin and silvery white pupils. The combination of these disparate combinations makes your scalp tingle.

"It's me, so you just killed my soldiers on the sea?" asked the half-man, half-woman fellow.

"No..... Not bad. ”

Seeing the man's appearance, Riddle subconsciously took a step back, he had followed Hogwarts on missions many times this year, and had seen all kinds of people, but he had never seen such a strange person.

At this time, Ryan also apparitioned from the surface of the sea to the deck. When he landed and saw the rows of soldiers and the strange-looking man, he gasped, "Merlin's beard ....."

After settling down, Tom Riddle's face returned to normal, just a strange-looking guy who didn't care.

On the contrary, it was so many soldiers, as well as this battleship hidden in a glass bottle, that made him really excited and valued, if he could bring this group of people back to Hogwarts, and bring them back to the wizarding world, then his reputation in the entire European wizarding society would rise more than one notch.

"I should say that I am too lucky to have so many soldiers hiding on British soil, or that you are too unlucky. ”

After laughing, he snapped his fingers, and the sea under the battleship suddenly boiled. Black snakes emerged from the sea and climbed up the bulkheads, their numbers as if a black-and-red carpet had been laid on the bulkheads of the battleship, and the dense hissing of the flow made the gunmen on the battleship take a step back in unison.

"What kind of magic is this, it looks pretty powerful. ”

Unlike soldiers, the guys who are neither male nor female do not retreat but praise.

"Do you want to try it, I'll tell you when you try it. ”

Tom Riddle asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I want to give it a try. ”

The guy who is neither male nor female nodded seriously.

Tom Riddle's expression froze, he couldn't have imagined that this guy would play his cards so unreasonably, and said with a serious face that he wanted to give it a try.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost. ”

He didn't want to ink with the other party, so he immediately pulled out his yew wand, "Snake chains!"

Scattered like a carpet, the snakes rolled and intertwined on the deck, and soon formed dozens of huge black pythons, heading straight for the soldiers in front.

And the dense artillery fire also sounded at the moment Tom Riddle made a move, and all the soldiers fired in unison, the yellow shrapnel was dense like laser lines, and the steel floor was beaten into a sieve in a blink of an eye.

Then, the shells on the turret opened fire at the same time, without any regard for their own damage, and countless sharp holes were blown out of the steel deck, and the fiery red color drowned out everything that could be seen as far as the eye could see.

Tom didn't dare to be careless, he stepped back, his wand shrunk behind him, raised his arms with a solemn face, and a shield with a snake pattern appeared, and at the same time, one of the combined giant snakes crawled out and circled to protect Tom Riddle in it. The bullet hit the flesh serpent, deeply embedded in it, and burst out countless blood flowers.

While holding a shield against the Muggle soldiers, Tom gave orders to Ryan, who was also holding a shield, "Hey, Hufflepuff, you go, help me get rid of those Muggle weapons." ”

"What are you going to do!?"

Ryan asked loudly in the cannon fire with his shield, his magic power was not as abundant as Tom Riddle's, and countless cracks appeared in the blink of an eye on the shield.

"I'll help you attract firepower. Tom said.

"Really!?"

"You can't hear me when I speak!?

"Damn it!"

Ryan gritted his teeth and stomped his foot, and the apparition vanished in place. At the same time, the apparition appeared on the turret of the battleship's turret, striking the barrel with a wand, and each time it appeared, one of the barrels was muted under the effect of magic. They were either frozen or knotted under Transfiguration, and the sound of cannon fire rang out from time to time.

With a shield in one hand and a wave of his wand in the other, Tom's serpent that had fallen apart under the fire of the cannon turned into smoke and vanished, and the black air swirled around the corner of the battleship. Drilled into the facial features of all the soldiers. Every time a soldier was possessed by the black gas, he would convulsed and fell, while resuming his wail under the fire and spitting out a swarm of snakes.

The battle was in a scorching stalemate, and after a long time, the artillery fire stopped.

The stumbling deck was littered with machine guns, ammunition, shell casings, and the corpses of soldiers, and smoke billowing from the deck.

Tom Riddle panted and put down his wand, looked at the only guy who was still standing there, neither male nor female, and said, "Now, it's your turn." ”

The extremely chaotic scene just now didn't cause much harm to the guy who was neither male nor female, I saw him standing in place and clapping his hands, looking at Tom with appreciative eyes: "It's really good, and over time, you will have a very high achievement." ”

"You want to make irresponsible remarks about me!?"

Without waiting for any more breath, Tom cocked his wand upside down and took a strange pose, his eyes turned pitch black, and a black gas swirled out from under him, and climbed up to the opponent's body very stealthily and quickly.

The strange man entangled in black gas withered, blackened, shortened, and aged at a rate visible to the naked eye. In the end, he couldn't stand and fell to the ground.

"Slytherin Curse!"

When the spell was cast, Tom Riddle sneered, "For you to die under this magic, for a Muggle, I already respect you enough." ”

The guy who was neither male nor female fell to his knees with a thud, looked at his withered palm, and nodded. "Really... Really, it was so unexpected for me. Magic, it's really interesting. ”

"Don't talk big. Tom was disgusted by the strange man's calm appearance, and he said, "With my magic, you will never be able to stand up in your life......"

When he had finished speaking, the emaciated old man, who had fallen to the ground, stood up from the ground tremblingly, and his body was like a balloon again, bulging, turning white, and growing until it returned to normal.

And the Slytherin curse also spiraled back from his body, from the ground back to Tom Riddle's body, like someone had spilled a basin of water back.

Dumbfounded as Tom watched the black gas return to his body, he didn't understand what was going on for a while. He took a step back, a hint of panic flashed on his face, but soon, the panic was replaced by fierceness, he raised his palms, his palms closed, the green tendons on his head and neck burst out, and his mouth hissed: "Snake!!"

With his spell, the corpses of the fallen soldiers suddenly twitched uncontrollably, and each of their muscle fibers was stripped from their bodies and turned into black snakes.

They intertwined into a large net with each other, and smashed down with the force of Mount Tai's overwhelming, drowning the strange man like a flat wave, and the snakes rolled, and in less than three breaths, the strange man's body was completely swallowed into a skeleton by the snakes, and there was no use for any flesh on his body.

After doing all this, Tom was panting, and the hand holding the wand was constantly shaking, this high-intensity large-area killing magic seemed to be quite a burden on him, but he was relieved to look at the strange man who was devoured into white bones by the snakes.

At this time, Ryan, who destroyed the turret, also returned, Tom spat disdainfully, turned his head to Ryan and said, "See, I just have this kind of magic."

Ryan pointed behind him with a ghostly expression, "No, look!"

A hint of bad premonition rose up, and Tom Riddle jerked around, only to find that the gnawed white bones on the ground were pieced together little by little. And those black snakes controlled by him, like ruminants, spit out the flesh they had just gnawed.

I saw those snakes spit out the meat scraps from their mouths, each snake spit out a little, some spit out intestines, some spit out eyes, and the thousands spit out a big lump, and every piece of meat that spit out was just at the point where it was bitten.

After spitting, the snakes circled and retreated in a very strange position, like a movie rewind, and returned to Tom Riddle's side.

Finally, the man, who was neither male nor female, stood in front of them again, looked at the back of his hand, unscathed.

The image made Tom's mouth open wide, almost enough to fit three eggs, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground, he had never seen such a strange scene in all the years he had been in the wizarding world.

I only heard the guy sigh: "Are there any other new tricks, to be honest, I'm a little tired of watching it." ”

"What are you kidding!?"

In Tom Riddle's roar, the snakes wrapped around every corner of the steel building like cobwebs, and the strange man was submerged in the tumbling snakes, clinging to the walls, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood. Even Ryan tumbled to the ground under the knee-high swarm of snakes, drowning in the snakes.

But the weirdo disappeared out of thin air.

Another strange figure appeared behind Tom Riddle, grabbing his head mercilessly, and slamming Tom Riddle's neck against the steel spikes that had been blown out by the cannonball.

Rumble!!

Tom Riddle reached out and slammed the weirdo behind him, but the weirdo disappeared again. He landed on the steel bulkhead with all his might, only to hear a click, and he directly broke his own hands. Turning around, the strange man appeared from the other side of him, grabbed Tom's wand with one hand, drew it and threw it, throwing it far away, and then pressed Tom's head to the spike.

"You're not.... You're not.... What the.... What Muggles!"

Tom, who was holding his head down, looked at the strange man sideways, and hoarsely squeezed a few words out of his teeth.

"Perhaps, I'm close to the gods. ”

He whispered, "Immortal, immortal, completely self." ”

With the force of his hand, Tom's face was once again close to the sharp bulge on the deck, his eyes less than two centimeters away from the spikes.

In an instant of life and death, Ryan's in the distance finally struggled to crawl out of the snakes, and he saw Tom who was pressed against the spikes, and shouted, "Hey, let him go." ”

As he spoke, he raised his wand and shouted, "All petrified!"

The cyan spell shot out and struck the weirdo who was holding Tom down, causing him to stiffen slightly.

Tom was so angry that he was pressed to the deck and spittled out, "Use your fucking petrification spell!

However, the strange man who was hit by the petrification spell really didn't move. Tom's neck stopped just a few centimeters from the sharp bulge on the ground, and stopped.

Tom could barely see the sharp bars less than two millimeters from his eyes. Suddenly, Tom Riddle, who was choked, suddenly fell to the ground, and the man, for some reason, stumbled back several steps. Tom, who had picked up a life, took the opportunity to kick the ground continuously, retreated continuously on the ground, and retreated ten meters before stopping, staring in horror at the strange man who was neither male nor female in the distance.

I saw him standing in place, his head looking at the high gun tower of the Scharnhorst battleship, twitching twice, his expression a little confused.

He then immediately disappeared into place, leaving only the corpses of the soldiers and the terrified Tom Ryan and the others.

For a long time, Tom and Ryan didn't move, and they were petrified, and after two minutes, the weirdo didn't come back.

After the strange man left, Ryan in the distance also came to his senses, and when he saw Riddle lying on the ground with serious injuries, he quickly tore off a piece of his clothes and tried to bandage his wounds.

At this time, Tom moved, he touched the spike cut wound on his face with one arm, and looked at the blood on his palm, the expression on his face changed instantly, sometimes shameful, sometimes confused, sometimes excited, sometimes longing. In the end, he sat still, completely oblivious to the pain, biting his fingers and falling into deep thought.

"Immortal...... Immortal....... It's really not going to die!How can there be such power in this world!?"

Then, thinking of something, he took out a green seedling from his chest, and said thoughtfully: "No wonder that Bach guy wants to ask me what black mistletoe is, I see......"

He looked at Ryan, who was helping him bandage his wounds, and a slight hesitation flashed on his face, but that hesitation was quickly replaced by greed, which was an immortal power he had never seen before, and even if he gave everything, he would get that magical power.

"Ryan. ”

He shouted.

"What's wrong?"

Ryan, who was giving him a broken arm, suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and he looked up to see that the Slytherin prefect was looking at him with a look that he had never seen before, his face was as pale as paper when he was seriously injured, but the whites of his eyes were densely covered with bloodshots, and he breathed slightly tremblingly, as if he was trying to suppress his desires.

"Ryan. ”

He screamed again, this time in a softer voice, but Ryan involuntarily took a step back, the look in his eyes was too terrifying.

Tom licked his lips, "I'm sorry, I'm done killing these Muggle soldiers." ”

"Yet... And then what?"

"I've got to defeat him, that guy, think about it, what a threat it would be to our wizarding community if a Muggle had that kind of power....."

As he spoke, he reached out and pressed Ryan's shoulder, and Ryan's gaze moved to the green twig in his hand, like falling into an ice cellar.

Suddenly, he loosened the gauze, raised his hand and opened the palm pressed on his shoulder, and without looking back, he ran forward with a rolling belt.

Riddle was slapped against the wall, he smiled, his long tongue licked his lips, his eyes became unusually determined, he picked up the yew wand he had lost in battle, covered his severed arm, and quickly chased after it.