DNF Meets Harry Potter

Although Karl does not know what is going on in Tom Riddle’s current state, from the previous performance, ordinary attacks may not play much role. After all, the other party even blocked the death spell that was claimed to be mortal. Too.

However, I think that Tom is more leathery and still likes to play with flowers. If it is so easy, it will be cold and not in line with his identity. And if you absorb the vitality of several people, you can be resurrected so easily. Last year, Lord Voldemort’s main soul did not spend a lot of time on Chilo’s body. It took an entire semester to bear the burden of humiliation. After grabbing the magic stone, it was no matter what Harry Potter did when he directly found a few people to absorb vitality that night twelve years ago.

"It's beyond my expectation that you should be able to kill Avadasuo, and it seems that I still underestimated you..."

Tom Riddle's voice was hoarse and his body became unclean. The robe was covered with dust, and the whole person seemed unreal.

He stared straight at Karl's body like a pervert and paused, saying one by one: "I am fortunate to have restrained my inner desire in time for not carrying out the final resurrection ceremony, otherwise I have lost, pure The flesh cannot resist the death curse.

Your body is the perfect container~......"

"Uhhhhhhhh... all the people who greet me are already dead. Do you want to repeat their mistakes? Or, are you also worthy?" Karl shook his head gently and said mockingly. "I think it's better if you don't resurrect, because... no one knows resurrection better than me!"

"It's a big deal!" Tom Riddle has a disdainful grin on his lips. "No one knows death and immortality better than I do!

What about your supreme magic inherited through the blood of the elven race? Don’t tell me you have only such a little strength, then I’ll laugh at your body, my best friend~"

Tom Riddle sneered sensibly, waving Harry's wand gracefully, and the stone chips above the huge serpentine stone carvings on both sides of the chamber fell down, and a huge giant snake with a huge and gritty screaming and dancing trembling 'S body swooped towards Carl.

"Dimensional phantom!"

Carl chanted softly, and the real body lost track instantly as before. Dozens of illusory bodies with purple ray of glory on their sides, each holding an iced spear, pierced through the throat of an activated giant snake with great precision and dropped it into large pieces of rubble.

"All rounds!"

The falling gravel turned into a sharp stone needle in the blink of an eye, sloping down from the sky, and 360 degrees in all directions without dead angles. Tom Riddle had no chance to hide.

A black shield stood up out of thin air and stood in front of him. A jingle sound came from him, and he received the spell perfectly.

"Not enough, not enough!"

Tom Riddle laughed incredulously, his right hand lifted gently, and the rows of skeleton knights condensed under the thick black mist, exuding the breath of death.

Despair, pain, darkness, fear... All kinds of negative emotions escaped from them, permeating in this secret room that became a mess with war...

The headed Skeleton General withdrew a knight's sword made of white bones from his waist and pointed at Carl. The crow's eyes screamed with a ghostly blue ghost horse. He led the soldiers behind and ran across the narrow aisle. Over here.

Carl snapped his fingers gently, and the mysterious radiance of the dimension quickly spread out on his side. With him as the center, the magnificent space-time magnetic field was pushed over by the crushing momentum.

Countless skeleton knights were instantly imprisoned by this mysterious force. With the glory of the dimension, the rules of gravity in this space are also changing.

A squeaky sound sounded, it was a symphony of skeleton knights who were overwhelmed by the bones and the bones were constantly collapsing.

"this one?"

The corner of Karl's mouth rose slightly, his palms clenched slowly. With a loud noise, all the white bones left on the ground are constantly reverting to black mist. The huge dimensional force field is still advancing, and Tom Riddle sees his body retreat, and his eyes are full of terror. Ke Rao is so, it will inevitably be lifted out by the force of a dimension, and landed heavily on the ground.

"AvadaKedavra!"

He quickly got up from the ground, and he didn't care about the damage to his body. Raising his hand was a shot of Awada Suo directed towards Karl, and a green light flashed at a very fast speed. He didn't think of a surprise blow to win, but just wanted to buy some time for himself.

The master moves, the move is fatal. The control effect may be instantaneous, and the ending of the whole duel may be completely different.

Seeing the dead mantra shot, Carl waved his hands impatiently, and the invisible dimension of the power set aside the dead mantra on the Slytherin statue on the side It's a dead mantra, it's nothing. At the same time, several chilling icicles suddenly rose beside Tom Riddle to try to control him.

"Thunderbolt explodes!"

A reddish curse shot on the icicle, and a violent explosion blasted the thick ice wall. For a time, a large number of ice crystals scattered in all directions and sank into the wall by three points.

Tom Riddle was holding a wand in one hand and holding a giant Slytherin statue in one hand, panting, his figure became more illusory in the previous battle.

Even if he won the crown of Ravenclaw and absorbed a piece of soul fragments and all the power left by Voldemort in his twenties, he still could barely resist Karl's fierce attack.

"I want my body for this skill? Don't do it!" Carl looked at Tom Riddle's misfortune with a sneering expression. "I don't think you should be resurrected. Little wizards can't beat it, how can they still be in the magic world in the future?

Take a look at the Death Eaters organization you created, it’s not a bit far from the Saints..."

"You really are **** it!"

Tom Riddle gritted his teeth, supporting the wall hard, and several sharp ice crystals fell from him. When he escaped Karl's unexpected control with a "thunderbolt explosion" just now, he also suffered a lot.

"There are a lot of people or monsters who want to die, but they all go to see their heavenly father now..."

Carl gently stroked the golden staff in his hand, and Lucia uttered the unwilling wailing before she died as if it was just yesterday...

"I haven't lost!"

Tom Riddle clenched the Holly Wand, his eyes full of madness...