The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 12 The Battle in the Dark

"Explosion Curse!"

Wes once again unleashed the powerful spell at the mysterious man with incredible speed.

This time, the curse struck the mysterious man with unerring accuracy, like a cannonball fired from a gun.

The mysterious man was hit by a tremendous force, flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

Just then, two completely different voices came from the direction of the mysterious man.

"I'm sorry, Master."

Give me control of my body!

"But Master, your injuries..."

"Shut up, you idiot!!"

"Yes, Master."

Wes keenly sensed that the magical power within the mysterious body had undergone a dramatic change.

"Looks like Voldemort has logged on."

Wes knew in his heart that his next opponent was no longer Quirrell, that insignificant little guy, but the terrifying Dark Lord who struck fear into the hearts of the entire British wizarding world and whose very name was not to be mentioned lightly.

Wes quickly cast a "Protective Armor" spell, forming a sturdy magical shield that added a reliable layer of defense to his body.

"Divine Strike Without Shadow!" Wes shouted, and an invisible, sharp slash suddenly attacked Voldemort.

Voldemort reacted swiftly, easily deflecting the menacing "Divine Strike" with a wave of his wand.

"Shadowless Strike" struck several thick trees, neatly slicing them in two.

Undeterred by his failed first attack, Wes continued his assault.

"Avada Kedavra!"

He shouted out the chilling curse.

Voldemort's figure flashed quickly, and he dodged to the side with the agility of a ghost.

However, at that very moment, the weeds around him seemed to be driven by some mysterious force, and began to grow wildly, like powerful hands tightly binding his limbs.

"A cunning young man," Voldemort said through gritted teeth.

"I am a professor at Hogwarts, how could I possibly use an evil Unforgivable Curse?"

Wes responded calmly.

Voldemort muttered incantations, and suddenly billowing black mist emerged from his body. The black mist seemed to possess a powerful corrosive force, and the weeds that were wrapped around his limbs withered, died instantly.

Wes kept changing his position on the battlefield, his wand continuously casting powerful spells, but Voldemort easily dodged them all.

"You have great talent, young man," Voldemort said, his voice tinged with admiration. "Submit to me, and I will grant you boundless power and glory..."

Upon hearing this, Wes couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Submit to you? A complete loser."

Voldemort suddenly exuded a chillingly intense killing intent: "Do you know who I am?"

"Of course, after all, you are my senior."

Wes looked at Voldemort with a defiant expression, his gaze unwavering.

"Crushing Bone!" Voldemort suddenly unleashed this cruel and unforgivable curse, a sinister beam of light shooting towards Wes.

Wes swiftly dodged, chanting as he did so, "Petrify them all!"

Voldemort also nimbly jumped away, avoiding Wes's spell.

"Blazing Flames!" Wes launched another attack, sending a massive wave of flames hurtling towards Voldemort.

Voldemort waved his wand, and a powerful stream of water extinguished the flames.

"Wes!!"

Suddenly Hagrid's gruff voice came from behind him as he rushed over with Harry.

Upon seeing the unicorn lying on the ground, Hagrid immediately provided emergency care, skillfully using herbs to temporarily stop the bleeding from the unicorn's wounds.

"Hagrid, take Harry and Draco and get out of here!" Wes shouted.

Hagrid agreed without hesitation, holding the injured unicorn tightly in his strong arms, and then called the two children to leave.

If Hagrid hadn't possessed the powerful bloodline of a half-giant, he would have had a real difficulty lifting this heavy unicorn.

Draco obediently followed behind Hagrid, deeply captivated by the thrilling battle he had just witnessed; he was even somewhat excited.

[So this is how wizards fight! That's so cool!]

After everyone had left, Voldemort spoke in a sinister tone: "Covering up for your students, huh? How touching."

Wes's magic began to surge like boiling water: "Now it's just the two of us, we can go all out."

"Flames are raging."

As Wes chanted the incantation, a ferocious flame erupted from his wand. Under his skillful manipulation, the flame transformed into a gigantic, menacing dragon that roared as it flew toward Voldemort.

Voldemort brandished his wands and chanted incantations, instantly conjuring a massive ice shield that blocked the fire dragon's attack.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Voldemort once again used the genuine Unforgivable Curse without hesitation, and a terrifying, pale green light shot towards Wes like lightning.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Wes, however, showed no sign of panic. He simply waved his wand, and the little squirrel that had been watching the commotion from the tree was involuntarily thrown towards the deadly green light. Struck by the light, it kicked its legs and died instantly.

Wes controlled the raging fire dragon and slammed it down on Voldemort.

With a deafening roar, the power of which was comparable to the instantaneous detonation of a C4 bomb, everything within a ten-meter radius was burned to ashes by the immense force, the ground scorched and wisps of smoke rising from it.

Voldemort emerged unharmed from the earth-shattering explosion, though he was clearly exhausted.

"Master, let's retreat! Dumbledore is on his way."

"You bastard, how dare you let me escape!"

"Master, your current condition is really not suitable for high-intensity combat. As long as we can successfully obtain the magic stone, that will be fine."

A flash of fire streaked by, and Voldemort narrowly dodged the spell Wes cast.

"Senior, your situation doesn't seem too good."

Wes calmly brushed the dust off his robes: "No wonder you need to drink unicorn blood to survive. Your fragile soul probably won't last much longer."

Voldemort narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with a chilling murderous intent.

"Looks like I guessed right." Wes said, flicking his wand slightly to cast the "Disarming Charm".

Wes had long mastered the technique of silent spellcasting, and although this move was unexpected, Voldemort successfully blocked the attack using "Obstacles".

"You've got a good grasp of silent casting, but are you kidding me if you think you can use a 'Disarming Charm' against me?" Voldemort sneered disdainfully.

Wes strolled leisurely around Voldemort: "Don't underestimate any magic, senior. Besides, I'm really drooling over the profound magic in your head."

"Damn it!" Voldemort was furious, nearly snapping his wand in his hand. "You actually wanted to capture me alive?!"

The Dark Lord, who once dominated an era, has never suffered such a humiliating defeat. Have the young people of today completely forgotten how terrifying the Dark Lord was?

"Don't be angry, senior. You just finished your hunt, now it's my turn to hunt you."

Voldemort burst into laughter in exasperation.

"Go to hell!"

Voldemort's wand once again emitted billowing black mist, which instantly withered the vegetation and caused all living things in the vicinity to lose their vitality.

Wes quickly cast a "purification spell" in an attempt to dispel the evil black mist.

"A barrage of bullets!" The pebbles and rocks on the ground instantly transformed into powerful bullets, raining down on Voldemort like a storm.

With the enhancement of Wes' powerful magic, these "bullets" displayed a power no less than that of real bullets.

The billowing black mist suddenly receded, and Wes immediately became extremely alert, focusing all his attention on dealing with it.

The black mist quickly condensed into a human shape, then vanished in the blink of an eye.

"???" Wes looked completely puzzled.

He repeatedly used "Show Yourself" but still couldn't find any trace of Voldemort.

"Did he run away??" Wes chuckled to himself, "Looks like I overestimated Voldemort's integrity."

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