Chapter 78 I Know a Lot of Little Tricks...

Chapter 78 I know a lot of tricks

"Stupid!" Voldemort laughed angrily at Ivan's remarks. He admitted that it was amazing that the little wizard in front of him could do this, but he wanted to make up for the gap in strength just by relying on this?

Are you kidding me?

Ivan ignored Voldemort's taunt, but tried to control the unicorn and rushed towards Voldemort.

The white light and shadow stepped in the air, without gravity and body restrictions, Cecilia was as fast as a white lightning!

"Thousands of bullets!" Voldemort raised his wand high, and large pieces of gravel floated into the air around him. There were hundreds of them. As the wand fell, these stones of different sizes made a harsh sound in the air. With a loud sound, it shot down towards the front.

The same salvo of ten thousand bullets, in Voldemort's hands, was almost several times more powerful than Ivan's!

This was still when Voldemort was so weak that he had no strength at all.

The indiscriminate range attack forced Ivan to hide behind the collapsed stone pillar again and concentrate on controlling the shadow of the unicorn.

This white illusory figure seemed to not exist at all. These sharp stones of different sizes penetrated straight from the unicorn's body, bringing up wisps of transparent smoke.

Seeing that his spell had no effect, Voldemort waved his wand and placed more than ten magic barriers around him.

However, these temporary defenses were ineffective.

The next moment, this white, illusory light and shadow had passed through the layers of magic barriers and arrived in front of Voldemort.

Although the previous sharp stones and magic barriers indicated that the unicorn in front of him seemed to be just a false phantom, Voldemort did not dare to relax at all. The thick black mist had already wrapped up his body, and the tip of the wand was pointing in a blazing direction. The fierce fire is burning!

However, the powerful fire that can burn everything did not take effect this time. Half of the unicorn's body went directly through it. The black mist did create some hindrance, but it was obviously too late.

A pair of hooves fell heavily on Voldemort's body from virtual reality, and the chest cavity was visibly dented. Voldemort's body was instantly knocked away by the huge force and hit a pillar in the distance.

The weird fierce fire attached to the unicorn at the moment it appeared. The body made of magic power spread out again and turned into wisps of white light, and then gathered together and changed back to its original appearance, like a fierce fire. The spell has no effect on it.

But as the controller, Ivan felt that most of the magic power in his body was drained out of his body in an instant. His head was dizzy and he almost fell to his knees.

At the same time, the best opportunity to pursue was lost.

When he regained his composure and looked at the place where Voldemort fell, the grotesque figure had already stood up.

The black robe covering Voldemort's body had become tattered at this time. The robe on the top of his head was lifted, revealing the top of his head which was full of wrinkles and no hair. The exposed skin could faintly see burnt marks. trace.

What's more important is that streams of black mist are constantly seeping out of the exposed skin, causing the sternum to collapse. Voldemort still shows no sign of death.

This fate is so hard that Ivan is speechless, even if he doesn’t die!

"You deserve to die!" Having been made so miserable by a first-year wizard, Voldemort had already lost his mind. He raised his hand and used the Avada Kedavra, his best skill!

The dazzling green light penetrated directly through the white light and shadow in front of me until Ivan himself,

Unfortunately, this kind of directional spell is the easiest for Ivan to deal with. After all, he only needs to hide behind the bunker again.

To avoid Voldemort using a wide range of spells to attack indiscriminately, Ivan controlled the shadow of the unicorn and launched another attack.

It's still the same routine, the unicorn turns into light and gallops around. Any magic cast by Voldemort has no effect in front of it. Only the mysterious black mist can play a certain blocking role.

After realizing this, Voldemort began to fight with all his strength. All the black mist originally used to defend himself came out and turned into a long and narrow snake shadow. Under the entanglement, the white light and shadow could not get close for a while.

Seeing that Voldemort was about to have his hands free to deal with him, Ivan saw that the situation was not good, took out two round irregular objects from the wizard's robe, and threw them forward.

"Split into pieces!" Voldemort didn't have the guts to let this thing get close, so he used a splitting spell with his backhand to explode the two round objects!

However, what Voldemort didn't expect was that after the two objects exploded, they were still filled with yellow viscous liquid, which sprinkled down in all directions like raindrops, and some even landed on his head and clothes.

Voldemort was initially worried that these liquids might be poisons that could corrode the human body, but he soon discovered that he did not feel any discomfort.

It's just that it smells amazingly bad, like feces?

Voldemort was stunned. He had never encountered such a situation in battle, but what followed was the anger of being humiliated!

"Do you only know these disgusting little tricks?" Voldemort said angrily, and the black mist snake that restrained the shadow of the unicorn almost disintegrated.

"I know a lot of little tricks, how about trying this?" Ivan noticed this keenly and decided to keep up his efforts. He tapped the wand lightly, and purple light shot out. It hit without the protection of black mist, and again Voldemort is handicapped.

"Fear is coming!"

Voldemort, who was extremely angry, instantly experienced what fear was, because he found that his body, which was barely supported by magic, could no longer bear the heavy pressure. His palms began to shrink and age, and his skin and bones kept cracking and collapsing.

"What kind of magic is this?" Voldemort was horrified to find that his immortal soul was beginning to decline.

impossible! How could my own soul with a Horcrux just die?

Voldemort soon realized that something was wrong with his condition. When he realized this, the fear curse he had been on had been lifted, and his body returned to its original withered appearance.

Seeing that Voldemort easily broke free from the fear spell, Ivan was not surprised at all. In fact, if the Dark Lord's power had not declined to the extreme at this moment, and the scene he constructed happened to be the death that Voldemort was least willing to face, I might not have died at all. will not take effect.

But the delay of two or three seconds was enough. The shadow of the unicorn had already broken through the obstruction of the black mist. The spiral horn on its head was pierced through the heart, and scarlet blood at the tip penetrated from the back. , pushing Voldemort all the way towards the wall burning with fierce fire.

Thanks to book friend KIARA for the 500 starting coin reward. [The principle of the Unicorn Shadow will be explained later. It is roughly divided into a special soul state that can pass through most obstacles, and an entity state that relies on a large amount of magic power to temporarily construct the body. 】