Spellcasting Heavens

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The dark red blood soon soaked through a large piece of clothing, and the tip of the sword stolen from the back kept dripping.

There is no doubt that this blow directly pierced Albus Dumbledore's heart.

Now as long as the sword is drawn, he will immediately die of massive bleeding within a few seconds, and there is no one who can stop the coming of death.

Because this is not a simple transformation magic, but a vicious necromantic magic, the black sword is not a sword in the ordinary sense, but carries a deadly curse.

Any unlucky person who is stabbed will never heal properly, even with healing potions and spells.

"Nice job, Potter."

Voldemort, who felt that he was already winning, did not rush to kill his opponent, but turned around and nodded approvingly at the "Savior".

Only after experiencing the full power of the Elder Wand can we understand why Dumbledore is called the greatest wizard of our time.

Although he had obtained a stronger modified body than before when he was resurrected, he still did not take advantage of the previous battle.

If it wasn't for the final sneak attack, it would be difficult to tell the winner without a few hours of effort.

However, Harry Potter, who was dazzled by hatred, obviously didn't have time to pay attention to the praise of the Dark Lord, and went straight to the front, raised his wand and grinned lowly: "I swear! I want you to taste the extreme pain! Now is the time to repay the wish! Gouging out the bone!"

"what!!!!!!!"

Dumbledore screamed and fell to his knees, making a miserable cry.

No one can resist the intense pain caused by the Cruciatus!

This spell does not act on the body, but directly on the spirit and soul!

Just when Harry Potter wanted to vent his anger and hatred by torturing each other, another clone identical to Dumbledore quietly appeared in the dilapidated house, aiming at the boy and saying the same The mantra: "Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

No surprises!

The "Savior" also fell directly on the dusty floor, curled up in pain, his eyes were wide open, and he seemed unable to believe that there were two Dumbledore in his sight.

"Hahahaha! My God! This is the funniest picture I've ever seen in my life! Look at this poor little guy, he doesn't even know what's going on." Voldemort opened his arms and let out a wild laugh.

conspiracy!

betray!

cheat!

For him, all this is simply a carnival feast of revenge.

Whether it's Dumbledore or a self-righteous "Savior", they're nothing but pawns to be manipulated.

As the initiator of all this, Zhang Cheng squatted down with a smile on his face, looked into Harry Potter's angry and unwilling eyes, and said meaningfully: "I think you must want to find out the situation now, right? Actually? The answer is very simple! I used genetic technology to clone a Dumbledore clone, and the person who attacked you and killed Zhang Qiu was not Dumbledore himself, but his clone. Also, do you think Zhang Qiu really fell in love with him? Are you? No, that poor girl is under my control as well."

"Why...why! Why did you do this to me?" Harry struggled to raise his head, his eyes full of shock and confusion.

"Why? Of course it's to use you against Albus Dumbledore. Now that the purpose has been achieved, you are naturally useless. But I won't kill you, on the contrary, I will let you live well for the rest of your life. Living in pain and remorse. You know what? A lot of people say the world is full of hope, but the truth is really hopeless. I like the dark world, and I prefer to appreciate those who are full of hope and end up falling into Dark ugliness."

After all, Zhang Chengti helped the boy with his glasses, turned around and looked at the old man who refused to die with his last breath.

The latter exudes a strong aura of death all over his body, but his eyes are still firm, and he can't see the slightest bit of fear or hesitation, as if he had expected this day to come.

"Dear Mr. Principal, you don't seem to realize what I'm going to do to you, don't you?" Zhang Cheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a cruel smile.

"No matter what you do, it can't affect me anymore, because death is an irreversible process. Once I die, no matter what you do, it has nothing to do with me." Dumbledore responded while enduring the severe pain.

"No, no, no, death is not an irreversible process, at least not for me. Next, I will pull your soul out of your body and imprison you in a hopeless space completely isolated from the outside world. I I'm curious, how long can you last to go mad in this environment? According to the principle of interaction between energies, the more pure, kind, and noble a person is in life, the more evil his fallen soul will be after death. , twisted, morbid..."

While saying these words, Zhang Cheng took out the black crystal that had been prepared, activated the unique ability of Azeroth warlocks to absorb the soul, and forcibly stripped Albus Dumbledore from his body.

Since there was no cover-up, everyone present saw the scene clearly.

Especially Voldemort, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly reminded in a slightly hoarse voice: "My friend! This matter is different from what we discussed!"

"Hehe, don't you understand? Dear Lord Dark Lord! Actually, you are no different from Dumbledore, you are just a **** in my hand..."

As the last word blurted out, Zhang Cheng raised his right index finger and fiddled with the air lightly.

boom!

I saw that the blood vessels in Voldemort's body suddenly burst open, spraying a large amount of black-red blood plasma with a strong stench.

The clone next to him and Ron attacked without a second thought, overturning the Death Eaters in the old house who had yet to remember to react.

In the blink of an eye, the victor who was still showing off his power turned into a prisoner~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You...you did something in the resurrection ceremony? ! Why am I not feeling it? ' Voldemort asked, narrowing his eyes and gritted his teeth.

"Remember the black liquid in the glass container and the arm that Ron cut off? These things contain an energy called the power of creation, and I am the source, creator and controller of this energy. Now, every drop of blood and every cell in your body is under my control. As long as I want, I can make you die within a few seconds." Zhang Cheng casually explained.

In fact, he has made breakthroughs in the research of the power of creation, and even launched an interesting "human completion project".

After thermonuclear weapons have wiped out more than 90 percent of the world's population, Hermione Granger will launch a low-Earth orbit satellite to unleash a filtered and optimized creative force in clouds around the world, and then reveal The rainfall spread to seven continents and four oceans.

In this way, it won't be long before all the life forms that survived by chance on the earth will slowly evolve various magical abilities, and even ordinary people will have the potential to become wizards.