Black American Comics: Start with a Snap

Chapter 208 I am beyond help, why should I look back!
Listening to Dumbledore's words, a gloomy smile appeared on Tom's face.

He looked up and down at the old man who was over a hundred years old and shook his head slightly.

"It's been a long time indeed. You don't know how long it has been since I last saw you. It seems like decades, or even centuries."

"You shouldn't do this, Tom. Magic is a force for peace, not a tool for waging war." Dumbledore's voice was somewhat serious.

"You're still so long-winded, Dumbledore."

Tom sneered at Dumbledore, with only a hint of cruelty on his handsome face.

"You don't understand what this power means. It chose me, and I am destined to be the king of this world."

"You're wrong, Tom." Suze said. "That power is a curse from another world. You have no idea what kind of monster this power will turn a person into."

"Monster?" Tom heard this as if he had heard a joke. "Which one do you think is more like a monster, my current appearance or my future appearance that is neither human nor ghost?"

"You don't understand what this power will turn you into. I have seen with my own eyes a guy just like you. He was completely reduced to a slave to the power. You don't want to become like that." Su Ze frowned.

Hearing this, Tom just smiled and shook his head.

"What qualifications do you have to teach me, Kaia Black? No, it should be Suze. You keep saying you are teaching me, but aren't you also using this power yourself?"

"This is different." Su Ze sighed. "The way this power is used is different from what you think. Time shouldn't be like this. You are destroying the stability of the timeline and the universe."

"is it?"

Tom's smile became even more ferocious. He opened his arms, revealing the two figures, one tall and one short, standing beside him.

"I have found the most reasonable way. These past beings sent to the present by me did not cause the collapse of the timeline at all. I have done this. Doesn't it prove that I am right?"

Beside him, Victor Rookwood and Lanlock took half a step forward, with sinister smiles on their faces and aggressive eyes.

"I've failed twice," Tom began.

"It turns out that the prophecy was right. Lily's ancient magic has indeed defeated me time and time again, but this time, I will not fail."

“Tom, you don’t understand.”

Suze wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Tom.

"I understand! The power of the Horcrux is not what I pursue at all. It is just a ridiculous lingering survival. Now I have comprehended the mysteries of ancient magic, and I also truly control the changes in the timeline."

Tom Riddle raised his hands high and continued with a sinister grin.

"Do you think I would pursue that ridiculous immortality like Voldemort? No, I am already immortal!"

"What about the past and the future? I'd rather do it myself!"

Looking at Tom who was almost insane in front of him, Su Ze turned his head and looked at Constantine, and they both sighed helplessly.

Dumbledore stared deeply at Tom Riddle in front of him. Once upon a time, the boy in front of him was one of his favorite students, but he still embarked on this path.

There was a hint of hope in his blue eyes. Dumbledore knew that the other party had not yet fallen into Voldemort. He was still Tom Riddle who had not left the school. He could still be saved.

"Stop this war while there is still a chance to save everything."

"The flames of war have ignited Dumbledore," Tom bowed his head slightly and said lightly. "You can't stop this."

"There's still a chance, Tom."

Dumbledore tried to persuade the young man again.

"Look back, this is the best ending for me."

"Hehehehe."

Hearing this, Tom Riddle just sneered and shook his head.

After a moment's silence, he raised his head again.

"I'm beyond help, why turn back?"

"Drink——!!"

The next moment, a faint green light burst out and headed straight for Dumbledore's head.

As soon as Tom finished shouting, Su Ze reacted immediately. He suddenly raised Mjolnir, and a dazzling white light burst out. A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm cut through the sky and directly met the opponent's death curse.

Two lightning-like energies, one green and one white, collided violently, entangled with each other and then quickly spread out. In just a few seconds, they illuminated the astronomical tower.

At this moment, the Astronomy Tower, the tallest building in Hogwarts, emitted a huge light like a beacon in a storm.

The terrifying energy continued to spread, causing ripples that were visible to the naked eye, and even made everyone on the battlefield below couldn't help but look up.

The moment Suze and Tom fought, Dumbledore also took action immediately. He first protected Constantine, raised his hand to block Victor Rookwood's curse, and then his eyes fell on Lanlock.

"You are Dumbledore, right?" Lanlock directed a killing curse at Dumbledore, but his attack was quickly neutralized by Dumbledore.

"Tom talked to me about you. You know, I was surprised when I learned that a Hogwarts student would become the most powerful white wizard in the future in the second year after my failure."

As he spoke, Lanlock continued to release his magic power, constantly suppressing Dumbledore and forcing him to retreat backwards.

"I thought you would be the same as that guy, but now it seems that your title of the strongest is just an empty title."

Dumbledore protected Constantine with one hand and fended off Lanlock's vigorous magical attack with the other. The continuous retreat had brought the two of them to the edge of the astronomy tower.

"The most powerful white wizard? Ridiculous!"

Lanlock opened his mouth ferociously, revealing his sharp teeth.

"You don't even know ancient magic, so you deserve to be called the strongest!?"

He paused as several pieces of rubble fell from the edge of the Astronomy Tower. Feeling half of his foot hanging in the air, Dumbledore knew he had nowhere to retreat.

Looking back at the bottom of the astronomy tower, the terrifying height seemed like an abyss.

After taking a deep breath, Dumbledore's eyes became serious. When he turned back, his face had turned gloomy.

Opposite him, Lanlock was about to continue to taunt, but he suddenly felt an astonishing magical power rising rapidly, as if it was a precursor to a tsunami, and the terrifying magical power was gathering rapidly.

Without any words, Dumbledore waved his hand and sent Constantine out of the battlefield where he and Lanlock were fighting.

The moment Constantine left, a flame suddenly flashed out, and then the temperature around it gradually rose, and the air seemed to be distorted by the high temperature.

Lanlock's face changed, and then, overwhelming flames burst out with a whistling wind, directly turning into a huge fire dragon and pouncing towards him.

Feeling the heat wave coming towards him, Lanlock no longer dared to underestimate the old man in front of him.

If he had previously scoffed at Tom's fear, now that he was standing in front of Dumbledore in person, he realized how amazing the magic power this old man possessed was.

The armor on his body reacted, scarlet runes emerged one after another, and quickly formed a red translucent protective shield to resist the terrifying fire wave.

On the other side, Constantine rolled over to steady himself, and looking up, he saw Victor Rookwood standing right in his path.

"Haha, it seems that your opponent is me." Victor Rookwood looked at the man in front of him, smiled and raised his wand. "Don't worry, I won't kill you. Tom has repeatedly ordered us to capture you alive."

Hearing this, Constantine just narrowed his eyes.

"Leave me alone, you're driving me away—"

An obscure spell was chanted, and in an instant, a strange magical power enveloped Victor Rookwood.

The first time he encountered this bizarre magic, a hint of panic appeared in Victor Rookwood's eyes. He had never encountered such a curse before, and for a moment he didn't know how to deal with it.

I saw waves of different colored magic power appearing around his body, constantly trying to influence his body.

But soon, a space-shattering energy appeared out of nowhere, directly turning the magic power into nothingness, and the strange-colored energy also dissipated into nothingness.

Seeing this scene, Constantine was slightly stunned. This was the second time he failed in casting a spell. He had obviously mastered the magic of irony, and he didn't understand why he couldn't affect the other party.

After Victor Rookwood discovered that Constantine's spell had failed, his panicked look disappeared and was replaced by a cruel smile.

"I know, this is the magic from another world that Tom mentioned, right? You probably want to expel me, but unfortunately, your magic power may not be able to send me back to my own time."

Hearing this, Constantine finally reacted.

So that’s it!
It turns out that the irony magic was not ineffective, but it was simply unable to affect these "special beings" that traveled through time!
No wonder he failed to cast a spell on Tom Riddle before. It turned out that the other party did not belong to this timeline at all.

Constantine was unable to expel them from this timeline because his magic was not yet strong enough to open up a time stream.

"It's my turn, Constantine!" Victor Rookwood waved his wand and a curse was blasted directly at Constantine.

But Constantine did not dodge or evade. His khaki windbreaker suddenly flashed with golden light, and he actually blocked the curse directly.

The next moment, Constantine clasped his hands together and rubbed out a ball of purple light out of thin air. The strange fluorescent light kept flashing, mixed with the smell of decay.

"The breath of hell is in my hands. Burn the hypocritical souls. Withering cold flames--!"

The short ceremony ended in the blink of an eye, quickly reciting a spell that ordinary people could not understand. Two purple light balls suddenly burst out, attacking Victor Rookwood with a pungent stench.

Victor didn't dare to take it head-on when he saw this, and quickly held the wand across his body, erecting a grey barrier, and resisting the strange magic with great difficulty.

At the top of the astronomical tower, human figures kept flashing.

Terrifying thunder struck the astronomical instrument from time to time, bringing with it bursts of high temperatures and flames, and continuously erupting with terrifying magical reactions.

The various astonishing explosions and spell collisions stunned the wizards on the battlefield below.

(End of this chapter)