Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 528 A Difficult War of Attrition
"Why!"

Bellatrix raised her head sharply and looked at Voldemort in disbelief.

She even doubted whether she had heard it wrong. After all, she was the only Death Eater around Voldemort at this point. If she left, Voldemort would really be left alone.

Voldemort himself was well aware of this, but he still stroked Bellatrix's hair and repeated:

"You better run away. If you don't run away now, you won't be able to escape anymore."

Voldemort spoke in a very gentle tone, which was very rare for him, but at this moment he was expressing his true feelings, because he was really grateful to Bellatrix for being willing to follow him even to the end.

It was for this reason that Voldemort was unwilling to let Bellatrix die here.

"No! I'm not going anywhere!" Bellatrix hugged Voldemort tightly, tears streaming down her face. "I'd rather die with you!"

"You really want to be with me even if you die?"

"Of course! This is what I've always dreamed of!"

Hearing this, Voldemort's cold vertical pupils trembled slightly. He stretched out his hand and gently took out his wand and said:
"Thank you."

The next moment, the sharp wand pierced Bellatrix's heart.

Bellatrix groaned and looked at Voldemort's face lovingly, as if she really wanted to reach out and touch it.

But in the end, as Voldemort pulled out the wand that was stuck in her chest, she fell to the ground as if all her strength had been drained away, and gradually lost her life.

As he looked at Bellatrix's body, Voldemort's trembling eyes gradually turned cold.

He looked through the window at the ghostly shadows of swaying trees outside, then suddenly leaped through the ceiling and flew out!

Holsands.

This is a small fishing village located on a sea cliff in Devon. What makes it special is that it is remote enough but has very few residents.

This small fishing village consists of an inn, a few farmhouses and two dilapidated houses under the sea cliff.

Voldemort, floating in the sky, just stared at the small fishing village with cold eyes. It was the typhoon season, and under the influence of the terrible hurricane from the Atlantic Ocean, Voldemort's robes and everything around him were dancing wildly. Behind Voldemort, the terrifying huge waves were carrying endless power and continuously hitting the sea cliffs, making a huge noise.

Voldemort in the sky was still looking at the small fishing village intently. He had always believed in his premonitions. Since he had sensed that the fatal danger was approaching, this place might very well become his burial place tonight.

The former devil king ended up sleeping forever in this remote fishing village.

This is really too shameful!
Thinking of this, Voldemort couldn't help but close his eyes and let out a long sigh.

He could have escaped. Although he was seriously injured, so seriously that there was almost no hope of recovery, as a legendary wizard, he could still run away if he wanted to.

But he finally chose to fight!
As the Dark Lord! The most powerful person in the world! He can't be dragged to death like a puppy!
Even if he died, he would let the world hear his voice and let those who were hunting him see his last bit of dignity as the Dark Lord!

In the darkness, a pair of golden vertical pupils suddenly opened, and Voldemort looked towards the northeast with murderous eyes.

At the same time, I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or an illusion.

As Voldemort opened his eyes, a golden light burst out, and the terrifying hurricane sweeping the earth nearby suddenly grew a lot bigger. The farmhouses on the ground that were still struggling were torn into pieces and disappeared into the horizon without a trace!
At this moment, a bolt of thunder suddenly fell from the sky and hit a field northeast of Voldemort.

As the electric current continued to plow out charred brown marks on the ground, men in black holding magic wands suddenly appeared in the field!
"Attack! Target Voldemort!"

As a roar came from the air, all the men in black in the field took action and gathered together in just a moment.

They chanted the incantation rapidly, and a huge amount of magic power suddenly surged out from the center, forming a golden shield that protected them tightly!

This is the experience Mike gained after the last battle against the Death Eaters.

Facing an enemy like Voldemort, blind attacks are useless. Only by defending and counterattacking can there be a glimmer of hope for victory!

And this is exactly the case. The protective shield of the Los Santos wizards had just appeared when light green wind blades like raindrops whistled over and hit the shield directly, turning into crystal fragments!
"It works!" Franklin, the temporary commander in the middle of the crowd, roared, "Fight back!"

"Yes, sir!"

Following Franklin's order, countless green lights flashed and shot out from bottom to top. The wizards of Los Santos had no intention of holding back, and their first move was to use their strongest single-target spell.

It’s a pity that the battlefield Voldemort chose was too good.

With the help of the Atlantic hurricane, Voldemort easily condensed countless wind blades, directly covering all the killing curses of the wizards in Los Santos.

Countless green lights suddenly exploded in the air and disappeared into green specks of light. The first wave of attack by the Los Santos wizards was officially declared a failure.

But Franklin and a group of Los Santos wizards were not discouraged by this. They cast wave after wave of spells as if they were free.

Seeing this, Voldemort in mid-air raised the corners of his mouth and curled up a cruel smile.

"Thunder comes!"

Voldemort roared and pointed his finger toward the sky. The dark clouds that were originally rolling rapidly above everyone's heads suddenly became turbulent. Then, a scarlet red lightning suddenly fell and twisted towards the protective shields of the wizards in Los Santos.

Unfortunately, just when the red lightning was about to touch the shield, a clear bird cry suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and a huge six-winged bird suddenly appeared above the shield and took the red lightning!
"Well done, Thor!"

Franklin waved his arms and shouted excitedly, and the thunderbird above everyone's head, which he named the God of Thunder, also made a joyful cry.

The red lightning was still all transformed into its own power. At this moment, countless red electric currents were constantly flashing on its surface!

The next moment! Thunderbird Thor opened his huge mouth, and there was a loud bang. A red lightning that was not much weaker than the previous one exploded from his mouth and blasted towards Voldemort at an angle!

Franklin, who was standing below, pressed down his hair that was twisted and stood up due to static electricity, and smiled with some pride! You know, it took him almost a month to tame this thunderbird, and he even had dark circles under his eyes for this, which was really too exaggerated for a black man!

But Franklin felt it was worth it, because now this Thunderbird has become one of their strongest fighting forces!

He was confident that even Voldemort would not be able to withstand the full-force attack from the Thunderbird!
However, the next moment, the smile on his face froze.

Facing the attack of Thor the Thunderbird, Voldemort, who was flying in the air, simply waved his hand lightly, and then the terrifying red thunder exploded in the middle!
This scene stunned Franklin. The opponent was much stronger than he had imagined. He doubted whether they could really win this time.

Around him, the wizards in Los Santos had similar reactions. Voldemort's performance was really too powerful!

But Voldemort was far from being as relaxed as he appeared.

You know, although legendary wizards and creatures like thunderbirds can both transform elements of nature for their own use, compared to the thunderbird, the darling of heaven and earth, the abilities cultivated by legendary wizards are still weaker.

In fact, Voldemort had used almost all of his strength to resolve the Thunderbird's attack just now, and even the wound on his chest began to ache slightly!

"We must end this quickly!"

Voldemort thought so as he felt his breathing becoming increasingly disordered.

But just when he was about to take advantage of the opponent's low morale to defeat him with a crushing force, he suddenly felt a slight tingling sensation between his eyebrows!

Voldemort suddenly turned his head to look to his side, but saw a missile growing bigger and bigger in his field of vision.

"boom!"

The missile hit Voldemort directly. The people below only heard a loud bang, and then saw a large ball of raging fire suddenly appear and completely enveloped Voldemort!
"Damn Muggles!"

Voldemort fell from the clouds cursing, then quickly steadied himself.

If he had not deployed his reinforced armor to protect himself in time, he would have been seriously injured by the Muggle's thermal weapon.

But even though the missile did not cause any effective damage to Voldemort, the Los Santos wizards saw Voldemort's miserable appearance falling from the clouds.

After these incidents, many people have reacted.

Although the enemy in front of me is powerful, he is not invincible!

"Line up! Continue the attack!"

Accompanied by Franklin's heart-wrenching roar, the people of Los Santos finally reorganized their offensive, roaring and transforming the magic power in their bodies into countless spells and blasting them out.

Not only that, the missile just now was like a clarion call for counterattack. The Muggle armed forces finally arrived, and dozens of wild helicopters took off and attacked Voldemort regardless of the bad weather. At the same time, the snipers also arrived at the sniper point and began to shoot non-stop!
The Muggle troops were in place, and the support from Avery Secret Realm was naturally not far behind.

A pile of bottles and jars around Franklin suddenly shook, and one ant soldier after another appeared in the protective shield.

What’s different from before is that Avery Secret Realm also invested heavily this time. The ant soldiers they dispatched are all elite units cultivated by Queen Ant Lilith, flying ants!

After briefly adapting to the environment, these flying ants took off, holding spears and began a desperate charge towards Voldemort in the sky!

This was undoubtedly an act of suicide. His physical strength was far from enough, which resulted in them being blown up by the wind blades commanded by Voldemort in the middle of the spell just like those spells.

But their numbers were too great, and even the sky was about to be obscured by their continuous suicidal charge.

Under this multi-faceted siege, it was as if a fireworks show was taking place around Voldemort, with colorful beams of light constantly exploding. The lights were so dense that even the dark clouds in the sky were illuminated!
For a moment, the air was filled with all kinds of strange smells.

Among them, the smell of gunpowder from the Muggle thermal weapons was the most intense, followed by the burnt smell of the flying ant soldiers' corpses. As for the pure oxygen smell emitted by the wind blades blown up by the spell, it was negligible.

Smelling such a complex stench, Voldemort's expression became extremely ugly.

The opponent’s attacks were too many and too fierce!

In order to block these attacks, he had to maintain the highest level of magic power output, which resulted in the consumption of half of the magic power in his body!

Moreover, he was too familiar with this type of attack. His men had been killed by this group of people before. So not surprisingly, the most difficult one of the opponents, Mike Tonley, and the other guy with the sword had not made a move yet!
This is even worse.

Because it was obvious that the opponent wanted to rely on these soldiers in front of him to consume his magic power, and they would jump out at the last moment to give him a fatal blow.

Originally, this kind of consumption tactic would not work at all, because the amount of magic power in his body was absolutely unimaginable for others.

But now he is seriously injured!
He can't hold out for long in this state!

"Come out, you despicable villain!"

Voldemort roared to the sky!

The dark clouds in the sky seemed to have sensed his anger. Suddenly, thunder roared and wind whistled. A large amount of lightning mixed with endless emerald green wind blades suddenly descended, just like a huge hand sweeping across!
At this moment, the world is silent!
Whether it was the whistling flying ant army or the fleet of savage helicopters cruising nearby and occasionally firing missiles at Voldemort, all of them turned into a fireball and fell to the ground under the power of heaven and earth.

Inside the golden shield, Franklin and the others looked up with a dazed look on their faces. The scene just now had shocked them so much that many of them even forgot to maintain the shield under such extreme shock. This caused the shield that was originally shining with dazzling light to gradually dim.

If Voldemort were to press on with his victory at this moment, this passport would most likely be unstoppable.

But the previous attack almost exhausted Voldemort's last bit of strength. He just floated quietly in the air, gasping for breath, with no intention of attacking at all.

At the same time, in the distant Masonic secret realm, Mike and others were using the remote observation spell to quietly watch all this.

Looking at the mess on the battlefield, Benjamin frowned deeply.

He hesitated and looked at Mike in the front and asked:
"Should we...take action now?"

(End of this chapter)