Chapter 152 Cyrus: Voldemort, You Don't Want To

Chapter 152 Cyrus: Voldemort, you don’t want to either...

"Kill you, and the ring and gold cup will be mine!"

Voldemort looked arrogant, and it seemed that Lanlock's talent and goblin armor gave him great confidence.

Of course, Voldemort was actually stronger at this moment than when he was in Gringotts.

However, Cyrus also noticed that even though Lanlock's body was gifted with ancient magic and had mithril to enhance the strength of magic, his power was still not as powerful as the immortal Voldemort.

Although being able to cast the special magic power of ancient magic can greatly improve the magic itself and even break the rules of modern magic, this does not mean that those who master ancient magic must be stronger than modern wizards.

The strength of each wizard's magic is different.

People like Voldemort and Dumbledore are absolute geniuses even in the entire history of wizards!

"Kill me? Just change your body and think you can do it?"

Cyrus has also been feeling the echoes of ancient magic in the past few days, and the strength of his magic has also been improved. Coupled with swallowing Voldemort's soul fragments, his magic power has also been improved to a considerable extent.

After all, Voldemort is just a defeated general. What is there to be afraid of?

This time he didn't wait for Voldemort to take action, he took the initiative and shot a black spell from his wand.

Relying on the defensive power of the goblin armor, Voldemort did not dodge at all, and directly shattered the spell with his claws. Then, he held his two huge palms together, and the bloody black energy from before condensed in his palms. The next moment——

The black mist rushed in like a python!

Cyrus's amber-like pupils emitted lightning, and the thunder and lightning shattered the python in an instant.

Moist thunderclouds continued to spread in the small space, forming a huge whirlpool that enveloped both Cyrus and Voldemort.

Among the dark thunderclouds, only the lightning and those golden eyes were still shining!

The net formed by thunder and lightning enveloped Voldemort, and the blazing thunder snakes roared and penetrated the rock!

The ear-piercing explosion tore through the air, and lightning flashes——

The endless thunderstorm engulfed Voldemort in an instant, and the lasing current was like a dense shower, constantly beating the armor on his body, and the harsh thunder was heard endlessly!

Voldemort struggled to stand in the thunder and lightning. The magical defense of the goblin armor isolated most of the lightning, but the impact of the current was not easily offset. He felt as if he was standing in a raging torrent, facing the oncoming lightning. The attack made it difficult for him to even lift his arms!

More importantly, those thunder and lightning were like a raging group of snakes that penetrated every hole, burrowing through the gaps in the armor in the blink of an eye, biting his flesh and blood.

Although Voldemort was using Lanlock's body at the moment, he was controlling it after all, so naturally he could only feel the pain.

"ah--"

A wild roar came from the goblin's throat, and scarlet black smoke entangled around Lanlock, shaking off the thunder and lightning, forming a vacuum zone around Voldemort. The ground under his feet shattered, and the fan-like fan He stirred up his palms, and magic lingered on his fingertips!

In an instant, the ground of Qiuzhi Pavilion began to rise!

The earth was torn apart inch by inch like a river that had been roasted by the sun for months. The broken rocks seemed to come alive and turned into surging waves of mud!

Then the huge wave turned into a horde of wild beasts.

Voldemort's transformation spell was performed very skillfully. The beasts tore apart the thunder clouds, were crushed in the dense thunder and lightning net, and came one after another.

Cyrus looked solemn, and those thunder and lightning also turned into thunder beasts under his spell, killing them!

They are almost evenly matched. Lanlock's power far exceeds that of the average dark wizard, not to mention the assistance of the goblin armor. Voldemort is much stronger than when he was in Gringotts!

At this moment, no part of the ground in the Qiuzhi Pavilion was intact, and the two men's spells bombarded the entire room into ruins.

If it weren't for the fact that Hogwarts is directly above the Tower of Knowledge, and the castle itself is protected by a magic spell, I'm afraid this place would have collapsed just like the underground caverns of Gringotts!

Cyrus thrust out the thunder gun with one hand, and held the scarlet fire with the other hand. The flame was like magma, but even hotter!

boom! ! !

The flames exploded instantly!

In an instant, all the spells in the entire Qiuzhi Pavilion were shattered by the flames!

After the embers of fire in the darkness, like the setting sun, burned out, silence fell once again. Only tiny currents and sparks were still flickering like fireflies, as if they were back in a summer night in an instant.

However, this night was not refreshing.

The air in the Qiuzhi Pavilion was extremely dry at the moment. Even when I breathed, it was like taking a breath of hot smoke, as if swallowing the hot sand in the desert into my throat.

"Ahem——"

Voldemort choked a few times in discomfort. The moment the fire curse broke out, he didn't even care about any dignity. Although he was not injured at the moment, he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Cleaned up."

He cast a spell to prevent him from looking like a native of Africa. When his scarlet eyes looked at Cyrus again, he found that the other person was holding a wand and looking at him proudly.

"That's it? That's the famous Dark Lord?"

Cyrus looked at Voldemort with contempt, his golden eyes drooped, as if he was too disappointed with Voldemort's current strength, so that he was a little uninterested.

But in fact, his state was not so optimistic.

After the powerful spell broke out, his soul seemed to have a problem. The fragment of the soul in the ring had just been absorbed by him not long ago and had not been completely digested. Voldemort's remaining will was fighting in the depths of his soul.

Willpower is the key to a wizard's ability to cast spells normally. Now there is another consciousness in Cyrus' mind that is resisting. Although it is very weak and far from being able to control Cyrus, even a whisper of bewitching is enough to affect the situation in a fierce battle, and even become a fatal weakness.

'Tsk! ' Cyrus tsks with a little dissatisfaction.

In fact, it only takes a while for him to completely digest the fragment of the soul, but it is obviously not clever enough now.

Cyrus calmed down. The most important thing now is not to let Voldemort see the problem!

"There is no point in fighting like this. You are no match for me now, and I know you are unkillable. What's more, Cyrus said softly, and at the same time, he looked up, "You don't want to attract Dumbledore's attention, do you?"

Voldemort was silent.

"Again, why don't we make a deal."

Cyrus smiled and took out a broken ring.

After the ring was rubbed in his hand, it suddenly became like a new one.

"Use this Horcrux and the magic book you just got as an exchange."

The silver ring flashed in Cyrus's hand. In this dark cave, Voldemort couldn't see it clearly at a distance of more than ten meters. But he was sure that this was the ring of the Gaunt family, and it was also his Horcrux!

He hesitated.

He didn't know Cyrus's current situation, but he was shocked by the power of the spell Cyrus had just cast!

The flame should have evolved from the Fiendfyre, and it may have also used the power of ancient magic. After blending with lightning, the destructive power is even stronger. He agrees with one point that Cyrus said. He will not get any benefit if he continues to pester him, especially since Dumbledore, the old immortal, is right above his head.

Cyrus is determined to get the book. If he doesn't hand it over, Voldemort may not let him leave so easily.

The location of the Knowledge Pavilion still belongs to Hogwarts. Apparition is not allowed here, and Cyrus has blocked the only exit. Unless he gives up Lanlock's body, he can't leave at all.

But he still has a use for this body.

Although Lanlock is a goblin that he despises, his magic power exceeds that of most wizards. Before he is completely resurrected, Voldemort is reluctant to lose this body. Even after resurrection, he needs to study this body so that he can have the talent of ancient magic after resurrection.

It can be said that compared to the book that may record ancient magic, Lanlock's body is more important to Voldemort.

This is the key to his mastery of ancient magic.

Voldemort's scarlet eyes flashed with greed, and he slowly stretched out two fingers like twisted branches:

"Not only the ring, but also the golden cup! Two Horcruxes come to exchange with me!"

Since we want to exchange, how can we only take one Horcrux?

Voldemort doesn't want to put his lifeblood in the hands of others, he wants both the golden cup and the ring!

Hand over the golden cup?

Cyrus pondered for a moment. The golden cup is different from the crown. It will not play any role for him for the time being. Even if he handed it over, there would be no loss. Anyway, Voldemort can't destroy the golden cup, and it's not impossible to find a way to get it back later.

But after a brief thought, he still didn't agree to Voldemort's request.

If the golden cup is handed over to Voldemort, it will be difficult to find the golden cup again in the future. Voldemort, who had lost his Horcrux once, would definitely store it in a place where no one could find it, or even throw it into the sea.

He didn't want to face a Voldemort who could never be killed.

"Only the ring!"

Cyrus said without hesitation.

Although he was not in good condition at the moment, he still acted very strong, and only in this way could Voldemort not understand his current condition. Of course, Cyrus was not taking risks without any confidence. In the worst case, he was also sure to get out of it.

The so-called worst case refers to Voldemort and Dumbledore joining forces to kill him.

And this is obviously impossible.

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