The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 320: Kill! Destroy! (Seeking monthly ticket)

Evil door!

How evil!

Little Batty under the black robe was already roaring wildly in his heart.

He had already raised Mu Sheng's strength to the same level as Dumbledore and Voldemort.

They never imagined that the master they had resurrected with so much difficulty would be stepped on and killed like a stink bug.

"Master, my master!"

"Pain! It hurts too much!"

Little Batty immediately fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Not mourning the death of Voldemort!

Simply because the time has come for the curse to take effect!

The miserable condition of Barty the Younger frightened the other Death Eaters.

Thinking that Mu Sheng had cast some cruel spell, he hurriedly took out his wand and cast the Apparition spell.

The great Dark Lord, Voldemort, has vomited out his intestines, but these minions are not running away. Do they want to wait for death?
Magic power surges and space distorts.

Just when Lucius, Goyle, Crabbe and others thought they could escape, the Apparition spell that was halfway through was suddenly lost.

The space distortion caused by the advanced space spell was smoothed out by an even more powerful space force.

"Pfft~"

"Pfft~"

"cough cough"

More than a dozen Death Eaters fell to the ground, spitting blood.

The backlash of the advanced spell made their bodies feel like they were being twisted like a rag.

The muscles, bones and internal organs of the whole body have been damaged to varying degrees.

Not to mention running away, even standing up takes some effort.

"This space is imprisoned!"

Lucius discovered a horrifying fact.

In his understanding, only places like the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts, which have an ancient heritage in the wizarding world, have magic that can restrain Apparition.

And now, Mu Sheng actually did it on his own.

"As expected of a big shot who can do whatever he wants to Voldemort!"

Lucius' heart was filled with bitterness.

Although this was not his original intention, Lucius could already imagine his own fate after being involved in such a fight between big men.

He can no longer see the future!
Now he just hoped that the adult would spare Decora for the sake of his classmate.

Not only Lucius was disheartened, but the other Death Eaters were also in the same situation.

These Death Eaters, whether forced or voluntarily, or half forced and half voluntarily, were essentially succumbing to Voldemort's powerful magical power.

Now that he met the even more powerful Mu Sheng, he naturally knelt down.

You have no choice but to kneel. You can’t win the fight, and you can’t run away either.

I can only beg for my life by licking others' ass, and I don't even know if I will have another chance to lick others' ass.

Mu Sheng didn't care about the Death Eaters' psychological activities, and instead began to carefully study Voldemort's body.

Mu Sheng originally planned to leave Voldemort to wreak havoc in the wizarding world until the other party destroyed it.

He stood up again and led the vast majority of civilian wizards to resist Voldemort's oppression, and with a righteous attitude, he took the entire wizarding world into his pocket.

"Unfortunately, my version was updated too quickly"

Let’s not talk about Mu Sheng himself, just talk about his followers and subordinates.

Although they are no match for Voldemort in a one-on-one fight, it is not difficult for three or five of them to take down Voldemort if they join forces.

In this situation, Mu Sheng really had no mood to play house games with Voldemort.

If Voldemort knew what Mu Sheng was thinking, he would probably be so angry that he would jump out of his coffin.

This is a great humiliation to him, the Dark Lord!

Ultimately, it is the limitations of the current world's magical power that make it impossible for a strong person to emerge who can defeat a thousand enemies alone.

Everyone has a rocket launcher in their hands, and you say you are more accurate than me and your shells are more powerful than mine.

What's the use? Do you dare to be hit by me?

This is also the reason why Voldemort formed the Death Eaters and Dumbledore formed the Order of the Phoenix.

"Huh? If you look at it this way, magic power actually goes well with socialism!"

"The power of the people is the most powerful. If the lower-level wizards can unite, ten Voldemorts will not be enough!"

Unfortunately, these oppressed lower-class wizards just can't unite.

The lower-class Muggles are unable to unite to fight against internal circulation and exploitation, and the lower-class wizards are even less able to unite to fight against the terrible dark wizards.

The thoughts in his brain were scattered all over the place, and Mu Sheng's "comprehension" and analysis of Voldemort's body did not stop for a moment.

Magical patterns like waterfalls flashed across his eyes, revealing to him the magical principle of Voldemort's 'resurrection'.

Half an hour later.
When the group of Death Eaters kneeling on the ground felt that their legs were losing sensation, Mu Sheng finally completed the analysis of "comprehension".

"Using the soul as a template to rebuild the body? This is very suitable for Voldemort's situation."

Mu Sheng's eyes returned to normal and some other inspirations popped up in his mind.

"Can I also obtain different bloodline abilities based on different magic materials? This is very suitable for my soul projection ability."

Mu Sheng quickly thought of the use of this magic. It could be used to create projection clones of himself with different bloodlines.

"Lord Victory!"

Seeing Mu Sheng come back to his senses from his thoughts, Snape stepped forward and greeted him.

It was Snape who informed Mu Sheng of Harry's kidnapping, and it was he who begged Mu Sheng to rescue Harry.

"Snape, you are no longer needed here. Take Harry away."

Mu Sheng glanced at Snape and Harry behind him, then casually sent them away.

'Why is Snape so popular with his gutter nose?'

'The Dark Lord values him, Dumbledore thinks highly of him, and it seems that even this Lord considers him his confidant.'

Lucius was jealous. Did Snape have some innate confidant?

You can gain the trust of big shots wherever you go.

"Luckily Snape is Draco's godfather. With him around, Draco and Narcissa should be fine."

Thinking of this, Lucius felt much better.

After sending Snape and Harry away, Mu Sheng also had some thoughts about Voldemort's body.

But before that, he still needs to deal with Lucius and other Death Eaters.

With a wave of his hand, little Barty, who had been tortured by the curse and was dying, instantly transformed into a chair with a somewhat eerie and strange style.

Under the chair made entirely of dead bones is a footrest with a human face.

Mu Sheng sat back casually, and the bone chair flew under his buttocks, supporting his buttocks.

"Come here and tell me how I should deal with you."

Mu Sheng put his left foot on the footrest, leaned his body completely on the back of the chair, and waved to the Death Eaters in the distance.

After Mu Sheng spoke, these Death Eaters, who had already been subdued by his powerful strength, dragged their numb legs and rushed to kneel in front of Mu Sheng. "Sir! Sir Victory! It was little Barty who forced us to do it. Please forgive us for not doing anything wrong."

"Little Barty and the Dark Lord, you dared to be hostile to me, you deserve to die."

"Bah, Voldemort no, Tom is also worthy of being the Dark Lord? Only Master Victril deserves such a title!"

"I am willing to be your running dog. Please give me a chance."

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The Death Eaters rushed to plead with Makisheng and show their loyalty.

As for Voldemort? Sorry, they are not familiar with him!

The Death Eaters who were most loyal to Voldemort had already been imprisoned in Azkaban.

The Death Eaters who were still able to stay outside were either the lowest-level minions or the smart ones who stabbed Voldemort in the back to save their lives after he disappeared.

For smart people, there is no such thing as absolute loyalty. They will lick whoever is powerful.

And Mu Sheng, who was able to beat Voldemort to death, is obviously a strong man worth licking.

Not to mention that their lives are in Mu Sheng's hands, so they have to lick him even more crazily.

"Is that right?"

Mu Sheng stood up from the chair, and the person's face was stepped on by the pedal, making a painful expression on his face.

"Since you all have your own reasons and are sincere in admitting your mistakes, I will give you a chance."

Mu Sheng walked up to a Death Eater, raised his hand, grabbed his head, and pressed his thumb on the other's forehead.

The magic power in his body surged and poured into the opponent's body.

The Death Eater suddenly felt as if he had fallen into purgatory, with sharp pain as if he were being burned by flames spreading all over his body.

He screamed instantly.

"Perform a task for me and I will forgive your sins"

Black smoke came out of the Death Eater's arm, which was a sign that the Dark Lord's mark had been destroyed.

The black smoke did not dissipate, but turned into a small black snake. After circling in the air for a few times, it drilled into the Death Eater's head.

Slave Mark!

A spell that Makisho developed temporarily based on the sacred mark.

This mark abandons all the functions of the sacred mark, leaving only the function of controlling and punishing the soul of the marked person.

As for these Death Eaters, Mu Sheng simply treated them as consumables. There was no need to worry too much about them. If they died, they died.

After the mark was completed, the Death Eater instantly collapsed to the ground, and a pattern appeared on his forehead.

One fang looks like a venomous snake biting into a Death Eater's head.

This pattern doesn’t look like a good thing at first glance. I wonder how many evil spells are contained in it!

However, these Death Eaters had no other choice but to accept it and let Mu Sheng plant the mark in their minds.

The Death Eaters who had received the slave mark collapsed to the ground one by one. Lucius, Goyle, Crabbe and others were all marked with the slave mark.

"Casper Greengrass, Astoria's father?"

Mu Sheng looked at the familiar middle-aged wizard in front of him and nodded thoughtfully: "Astoria is one of my best friends. Since you are her father, you are my elder."

"Since you are an elder"

Hearing Mu Sheng's words, Kapas' eyes lit up, and he interrupted with some anticipation: "Does that mean you don't have to brand that mark on my head?"

"The mark must be branded, so let's lower the pain level a bit!"

As Mu Sheng said this, he pressed down on Capas's head, and the latter immediately screamed.

Although Astoria was already the person he had chosen to marry, Capas was in a sense his cheap father-in-law.

But my father-in-law has at least several thousand dollars for this thing.

No matter what it is, once there is too much of it, it becomes worthless, and the same goes for father-in-law.

Being able to make Capas feel more relaxed was already a favor to Astoria.

Black Smoke, Black Snake, Slave Mark
Ten seconds later, Capas collapsed to the ground.

'Is this really the pain after the weakening?'

"Are you kidding me?"

Capas felt the phantom pain still lingering in his body and concluded that the relationship between his little daughter and Maki Sheng was probably average.

"No, I have to tell Astoria to build a good relationship with Victory when I get back."

Your father's safety depends on you, Astoria!

After stamping all the Death Eaters, Mu Sheng came to Voldemort's body again.

He took out a notebook as thick as a finger, Tom Riddle's notebook, which was also one of Voldemort's Horcruxes.

No, it should be said the second one.

Mu Sheng had previously stuffed the fragment of Voldemort's soul in Ravenclaw's tiara into this notebook.

"Let's try it."

A ball of transparent green flame emerged from Mu Sheng's hand.

On the pages of the notebook that Mu Sheng could not see, obscene words appeared one after another.

The curse was very dirty!

As the green flames burned, the words on the pages became more and more messy, until they finally disappeared completely.

Mu Sheng then stopped, and with a thought, the notebook turned into a ten-centimeter-long antenna.

An illusory shadow flew out from between Mu Shengxiang's eyebrows and went straight into the antenna.

Then Mu Sheng inserted the antenna into Voldemort's forehead.

Voldemort, with all his internal organs vomited out, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up straight.

“I still need further treatment.”

After Mu Sheng circled around Voldemort's clone, he waved his fingers and the organ fragments on the ground flew back into the body of Voldemort's clone.

A white magical light fell on the body of Voldemort's clone, and soon, the broken organs and broken spine began to heal.

After a while, a freshly-made Voldemort appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Jie Jie"

Voldemort's clone laughed evilly: "Magic world, your devil is back!"

After laughing enough, Voldemort's clone turned around and looked at the Death Eaters lying on the ground, as if he would kill them with the Killing Curse in the next second.

"A bunch of useless trash, it took so long to revive me."

The Death Eaters looked at the evil Voldemort clone in front of them in a trance. If it weren't for the antenna on the other party's forehead, they would almost think that Voldemort had really returned.

The taste is so authentic!

Voldemort's clone cursed a few more times like a madman, then raised his wand and waved it at the Death Eaters.

The Death Eaters instantly felt a surge of life energy in their bodies, and their injuries healed one by one under this energy.

At the same time, an abnormal flush appeared on their faces.

"Go, kill, and destroy!"

"Go tell the entire wizarding world that I, Voldemort, am back!"

"Jie Jie"

In the graveyard at night, blood dyed the snow red, the throne of withered bones was wailing, and the devil who returned from hell was announcing his coming to the world.
(End of this chapter)