Black American Comics: Start with a Snap

Chapter 193 Hunting in the Mist
Avada Kedavra, also known as the Death Curse or the Killing Curse.

But for Su Ze, its most popular name is still 'eating big melon'.

As the first of the three unforgivable curses, Avada Kedavra is an extremely terrifying black magic. After the spell is successfully cast, the wand will burst out with a shining green light, and anyone hit by this spell will die instantly, without even leaving their soul.

The person who created the Killing Curse was named Enzo Avada. His existence was not emphasized in the original work, and he was not even an important character in the long river of history.

However, the Killing Curse he created had a profound impact on the development of black magic and dark wizards.

In order to successfully cast this spell, not only does one need powerful magic power as a foundation, but the caster also needs to have a strong desire to kill. It can be said that after successfully releasing the Avada Kedavra curse, the caster can no longer escape the influence of killing.

This is also the reason why the wizards of the Order of the Phoenix never use this spell.

If Expecto Patronus is a spell that only white wizards can use, then Avada Kedavra is the exclusive magic of black wizards.

In the movie universe, the Killing Curse has more requirements. For example, if an ordinary wizard forcibly uses the Killing Curse without strong murderous intent or magic power, it will at most cause people to bleed from the nose.

In addition, the Avada Kedavra curse will cause the wand to fluctuate violently when emitting green light, which can greatly reduce the hit rate. This is why, besides Voldemort, many people will use this magic to launch sneak attacks.

After all, not every wizard has Voldemort's powerful gun-control skills.

After realizing that their spell had no effect, Dolohov and Rookwood immediately moved from two directions and rushed around Suze's position.

Although they didn't know who the Oriental man in front of them was, as long as he was not a Death Eater, he had to be killed here. The two of them already had countless lives on their hands, so they didn't mind adding one more.

"There's no need to be so cruel, using the killing curse right away." Su Ze stuck his head out and glanced at Dolohov's position, and then he saw the green light coming again.

He quickly retracted his head, and the corner of the tombstone he used as a barrier was directly shattered by this blow.

"It seems that you are determined to kill me."

Shaking his head helplessly, Su Ze no longer had the interest to play with these guys.

If we talk about what is dangerous in the Harry Potter universe, the most unavoidable thing is the various "mechanisms".

Whether it is the basilisk or this group of dark wizards, this mechanism of certain death is too super-model. Even Su Ze has to be on high alert to avoid a fatal accident.

The moment he discovered Su Ze's position, Rookwood was already ready for battle. He continued to suppress the opponent's position with spells, eroding the stranger's living space bit by bit.

Dolohov was an old friend of Rookwood. They had fought side by side countless times and had already developed a high level of tacit understanding. The moment Rookwood moved, he also surrounded the opponent from another direction.

After witnessing the death of two werewolves with his own eyes, he already knew the other party's abilities. It was obvious that the other party's strength was definitely not something that an ordinary creature could possess. Being able to break a werewolf's neck required strength that was comparable to that of a giant.

The power of thunder contained in the dazzling lightning also made Dolohov feel a little uneasy. With such powerful magic, the opponent must be no ordinary person.

Wizard of the East.

Could it be the reinforcements Dumbledore called in?

Holding the wand tightly in his hand, Dolohov knew that he had no time to think about this problem.

His body was wrapped in black smoke. Under the influence of the black smoke, his speed became extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he arrived behind the tombstone, dragging a long trail of smoke.

"Avada Kedavra!!"

With a gloomy shout, green lightning suddenly tore through the air, streaking straight through the air and hitting the location where the stranger was.

boom!
A cracking sound was heard, and the tombstone that was used as a shelter finally couldn't withstand the powerful force and was blown into pieces.

The expected scene did not appear. The place where the Oriental man was hiding was now empty. There was nothing left except the fragments of a tombstone.

"What's going on? Where are he?" Rookwood came over from the other side. After seeing this scene, he was also stunned.

Dolohov simply shook his head and waved his wand again without saying anything.

"Trace appears!"

The dark gold fluorescence flashed and then spread quietly, reverberating in all directions with him as the center.

Originally, Dolohov thought that the Oriental man was using something similar to their invisibility cloak, but after casting the magic, there was no reaction from anyone around him.

The entire cemetery was in dead silence, with only the sound of their heartbeats stimulating each other's nerves.

"He's not here, where did he go?"

There was a flash of disbelief in Rookwood's eyes. Even Apparition would leave traces, but at this moment, the mysterious Oriental man seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

This is simply not something a wizard can do.

Could it be that that guy is really a ghost?

A guess came to his mind, but he dismissed it in an instant. After all, the ghost didn't have the strength to break a werewolf's neck. The fog got thicker.

Like a thick curtain, the entire cemetery was shrouded in chaos.

Dark clouds obscured the moon in the sky. As the moonlight faded, the cemetery became darker and an unknown fear gradually rose.

Dolohov quickly came to Rookwood's side, and the two of them stood back to back, with light bursting from the tops of their wands, trying to illuminate the surrounding environment.

At this moment, a huge shadow came into Dolokhov's sight. The thing was crawling rapidly out of the fog. The light only illuminated its outline, but then it disappeared into the fog again.

"There's something around!"

Dolohov shouted, reminding his companions behind him, and at the same time he suddenly prepared for battle.

Although he didn't know what that thing was, its huge size made Dolokhov's heart tremble.

Just a quick glance, and the feeling of danger made him feel as if he fell into an icy cave, as if he was being stared at by some terrifying existence.

Without Dolohov's reminder, Rookwood had already sensed the unknown existence. He gritted his teeth and waved his wand straight towards the fog in front of him.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The dark green light reappeared and turned into a bolt of lightning that shot into the fog. The ball of light gradually went away, dispelling a little of the dim darkness.

The random attack did not hit the target. The Avada Kedavra went straight away and quickly disappeared into the distant air.

However, it was this faint light that made the shadow in the fog gradually clearer.

The huge body was looming, and the terrifying scales reflected a strange luster in the faint light of Avada Kedavra. Every scale flashed a dark green shadow, causing Rookwood to freeze in place.

Following the huge shadow and looking upwards, they saw a huge head right above the two of them.

The monster's head was huge, and it was spitting out tongue from its mouth.

The air around it seemed to be condensed by its appearance, and in the silent environment, the only sound was the slight friction sound made by the other party's body moving.

The voice was low and suppressed, like a death knell in the hearts of both men.

"Run! Don't look into that thing's eyes!!"

In the distance, Fenrir's terrified scream could be heard.

He had been frightened just now. In fact, he had already sensed that heart-pounding aura when Dolohov and Rookwood rushed out.

But at that time, he had no idea what was happening. In fact, until now he was not sure whether the scene before his eyes was real.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of snakes, and the oppressive force coming from the superior predator in the magical natural world was enough to make him dare not even breathe.

But even so, Fenrir couldn't help but shout to warn Dolohov and Rookwood, because he had guessed the identity of the monster and he couldn't believe it was true.

Dolohov and Rookwood were no longer able to respond to Fenrir.

The huge figure looked even more eerie and creepy in the thick fog. Although the two men were holding wands in their hands, they seemed to be petrified and could not move.

"No, it's impossible."

Rookwood felt his blood run cold, his voice trembled, and his eyes were full of fear.

The terrifying snake head slowly emerged from the thick fog, flicking its tongue.

Its eyes were like burning will-o'-the-wisp, emitting a chilling light in the darkness. At the same time, a deadly silence suddenly descended upon the two Death Eaters in front of it.

Dolohov and Rookwood could not even move a finger. The moment their eyes met, their eyes suddenly turned gray.

The breath of life disappeared in an instant, as if being harvested by the scythe of the god of death.

The two maintained their original postures, with expressions of disbelief and horror remaining on their faces.

Not far from them, Fenrir had closed his eyes tightly, turned around and ran towards the outside of the cemetery.

After hearing the heartbeats of Dolohov and Rookwood fade away, he was certain of the true identity of that being.

Although he didn't know why such a terrifying existence appeared here, nor did he know the identity of that strange Oriental man, Fenrir now just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible.

The further away the better!

(End of this chapter)