Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"Type: Divine Power, Hollow."

"You have mastered the ability to transfer your body."

"The countdown begins."

Before the word "beginning" was finished, a green spell passed through William's chest like lightning.

Almost...died.

William sighed and opened his two eyes as sharp as darts.

Big loss...

this time.

He gritted his teeth in hatred, knowing that every second was consuming the reward points he had worked so hard to accumulate, so he had to leave quickly and stop the infusion.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Divine power!"

It was like a stone thrown into the sea. Space began to twist in the center of the two groups, and the inward-spinning vortex of time and space swallowed up the incoming spells in big gulps. Then, after a few seconds, it flattened the space and returned to formlessness.

'Impressive place...Impressive place...'

He was not the master of the Sharingan, and had never used skills like 'hollowification' and 'self-transfer' - he used to boast that he was 'the master of his own power', but from now on, he was undoubtedly addicted to arrogance.

"Yes... let's go there."

The Hollow was activated, and amidst the surprised expressions, his body gradually became transparent...

Voldemort had a gloomy face and pushed away the Death Eaters surrounding him and walked over.

"I will find you..."

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A disheveled man.

Empty alley.

at dusk.

The good news is that he managed to escape from the Ministry of Magic, the Death Eaters' stronghold, and survived.

The bad news is that he lost the mission information and fell into the gap between white and black.

Expand the taskbar and think about it...

It was indeed caused by my own recklessness.

"Kill the snake (unfinished)" - The system did not say that the one carrying the Horcrux was still Nagini...but because he was familiar with the plot, he naturally recognized the snake that followed Voldemort all day as it.

And Bellatrix...

This was also a lesson. I underestimated the wisdom of the NPCs, and I didn't fully understand "magic".

He left traces of manipulating Bella, which led to his subsequent discovery.

"William Elliot..." The man called his own name and tapped his temple: "...You are in trouble this time..."

The last Horcrux blocked his mission.

"Kill the snake."

There are too many snakes in the world, and he has no idea where Voldemort's Horcruxes are hidden - the resistance that should have been in the original plot: Dumbledore and Harry Potter...

One was killed by Voldemort, the other was killed by himself.

Who can he count on now?

Big trouble...

Headache.

"Reward points collected."

"Your infusion quota for this world has been used up."

"Good luck, missioner."

The man held onto the wall and stumbled out. At present, the situation has not reached the worst level... For example, the White Wizards are still not very clear about the fact that he killed Harry Potter.

Using this time difference...

Can I do something to form a team to fight against the Dark Lord?

Horcrux Horcrux...Tom Riddle must have put a piece of his soul in a python. The question is, which one, and where.

The man was thinking of a plan: gather a team, engage in direct combat, find an opportunity, and 'control' the people around Voldemort.

This time I have to...

——Huh.

A dim alley, quiet moonlight, and stretched shadows.

Big hood, short girl...

William Eliot felt a sense of familiarity.

This, this is…

"Good evening, Mr. William."

The voice became more familiar.

She is--Harry Potter? ?

"Ma'am said she would send me to you, but I was worried it was too far..." The little girl turned her head and looked around, "Have you bought a house nearby?"

Under the dark green old-fashioned hood, the pair of emerald green eyes were still revealed.

Her long black hair stuck out from under the brim of her hat.

William Eliot was stunned.

Harry...Harry Potter. The NPC she killed herself...

Resurrected again?!

How can it be? !

No, why would I think of 'resurrection'? Maybe I didn't kill her completely at that time - yes, that must be the case. Maybe someone saved her. A famous savior, whose fame spread throughout the magic world, it is natural for him to be protected and saved...

That’s not right. The system clearly says “Completed”…

Is there something wrong with the system?

still…

Really, resurrection?

The man summoned a long sword, closed his eyes and listened attentively, sensing the fluctuations of magic in the surrounding environment.

"Are you scared, sir?"

The little girl smiled and put her hands in her pockets, walking into the alley step by step.

The shadows are getting longer.

"Only myself."

"Let's hurry up, okay? I can't wait to see my sister..."

The blazing demonic fire was burning fiercely, with the tip of the knife pointed forward.

William retreated slowly and cautiously, with a sneer on his face: "Since I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. To be honest, you should really cherish your hard-earned life...Harry Potter. I don't know who saved you, but its efforts must have been in vain..."

"He has no intentions, sir."

An imperceptible transparent armor was put on his body tightly. William exhaled slowly and spoke to the girl who was still approaching: "Tell me, who saved you? The situation is different now, Harley. Maybe, I can spare your life... Do you want power? Gold coins... Your name is Galleon, right? Maybe I-"

"gentlemen."

Under the moonlight, those green eyes reflected strange shadows of trees.

"I like the moon," she said.

The little girl in the man's sight was smiling happily.

Chapter 203 Unique Servant

"Shadow of the Moon (Demigod/Golden Seed)"

"Family (Mori Tsukisa)"

"A 'creature' that lives in the memory of a great being or..."

"Just a shadow."

"It sings madly under the moonlight, praising eternal love - trying to imprint itself firmly in the heart of the dreamer."

"When He forgets, the singer will no longer exist."

"It is a thought that only exists in the longing mind, a shadow stretched in the eyes of the immortal moon; it is an illusion, a memory - you don't want to see her true face."

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"Ship of Theseus"

"Idhela's flesh craves evolution."

"The Shadow of the Moon can absorb and devour the advantages of the target and feed them back to itself. The brain, limbs, torso... until..."

"I am no longer myself."

"Apart from…"

“My love for Him is everlasting.”

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"close"

"Two great spirits flow through the body of Moonlight Singer. From the moment she was born, manipulating magic power was as easy and simple as breathing for her."

"A true spellcaster, deeply in love with the concept of 'magic'."

"She is a member of the Undying Moon's family, the epitome of Idhela's declaration of war, and the spiritual crystallization of the two Outer Gods."

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"Multiple Phantoms"

"There is more than one shadow that exists in memory."

"Moonsong Shadow can use the mana of miraculous creatures to assimilate other creatures - of course, this requires a high price."

"They are a group without distinction, a gathering without self in the darkness."

"At some point, the shadows were even able to communicate with each other through their minds."

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"Hub of the Ring"

"A relic from an unknown space (already swallowed), which contains information about 'magic'. Familiar: Moonsong Shadow can master the spells recorded in this hub by learning."

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"Swelling Clothes (Gift)"

"The unknown higher being behind William Elliot has noticed Harry Potter."

"From now on, all Moonsingers will not be restricted by spellcasting materials, and their power will be greatly increased when using any spell involving the concept of 'magic'."

"The playful crimson smiled long ago."

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