Chapter 645： Weak devil

Chapter 645: Weak Demon King

When the same principle is applied to oneself, this is the shadow that travels freely in the dark. When used on weapons, here is the spear that can be pierced from the shadows.

As George said, this is a ‘dark funeral’ specially created for Riddle’s special physique. This dark spear locks the dark shadow of Riddle’s existence. Once it is pierced out, there is nowhere to hide.

"If your skills stop here."

George's arm trembled slightly, and he said slowly, "Then, everything about you will end today."

"Don't think about getting rid of me like this."

Riddle screamed frantically, and the pitch black of thick ink spread from his body to the surroundings again, like twisted light and shadow, like a scroll of splashed ink.

The dark space of fangs and claws spread rapidly around Riddle.

The thick black ink, like a shocked water surface, spreads all over his body like a cloud of ink.

He let out a piercing scream, a sharp howl, containing terrifying magic. Under the terrifying scream, accompanied by the creepy sound, the dark thick ink was quickly shaken by the sound.

In the dark thick ink, under the shock of sound and waves, the dense black spots keep beating, like a school of fish caught by a fishing net.

A drop of ink was separated, forming dense raindrops all over Riddle's body, covering the entire space. The terrifying raindrops and cracks continue to spread around!

"Dark funeral!"

The spear of darkness pierced out instantly.

In the next moment, a silver shield blocked the front of the Dark Spear.

The dark spear pierced through the silver shield, just like crossing the surface of the water, without the slightest slowdown. In an instant, the silver shield broke apart.

After piercing the silver shield, the dark spear did not slow down, and quickly pierced into the dark space around Riddle.

After entering the space full of black raindrops, the speed of the dark spear finally slowed down.

As if pierced into the mud, like a slow-down shot, the dark spear pierced towards Riddle little by little. Overlord President's sturdy wife

Those dark raindrops, those dots of thick ink, like piranhas smelling blood, swarmed toward the dark spear. The pitch-black ink dots, like moths fighting fire, and praying mantis blocking the car, furiously rushed towards the dark spear.

Riddle did not change the slightest, he tried his best to emit the craziest ear-piercing scream, the terrifying sound is like the call of death, directing the thick ink piranhas, and then rushed towards the dark spear.

After wave after wave, wave after wave of sniping, the speed of the dark spear slowed down.

More jet-black fishes swarmed in, and more thick ink moths followed in succession.

The dark spear shrank in the collision with Riddle's magic, and the dark space around Riddle also shrank.

The terrible spear shrank into a sharp arrow, then into a thorn, and finally into a long needle.

The spreading dark space continued to shrink under the attack. The dark space retreated to Riddle's body, then back to Riddle's body, slowly faded from Riddle's body, and completely disappeared.

In the end, the dark magic power around Riddle had dissipated, and his figure became more and more transparent, becoming more and more hazy, looming.

After a stalemate, he had no strength to resist the final attack, and the terrifying dark needle pierced his heart.

"Boom!"

Riddle summed up his last strength and turned into pitch black again, covering the entire pitch black needle.

The twisted figure was repeatedly entangled with the dark power, slowly swallowing the final attack completely.

After a while, he fell to the ground, the transparent figure constantly undulating.

"Hahahahaha!"

Riddle smiled weakly, his voice was desolate and lonely. He didn't expect that after so many years, he would still encounter such a weak and weak situation.

"It's really ugly to be weak." George said with emotion, "Especially your strength can't support your ambitions. I can't understand, where is the courage to conquer the magical world for a weak person like you. To conquer the world."

He looked at Riddle contemptuously, and said maliciously, "I remember you were born in a Muggle orphanage. Maybe your biggest ambition in your life is to insult those orphans at will?" Lu Jiu and Beast Ear and Girl

"With your IQ, you shouldn't be ignorant. Your weak power is not worth mentioning in the face of modern weapons." George sneered.

Riddle said indifferently, "You are stronger than me, so you are naturally qualified to say that. But I am stronger than others, and of course I can make others kneel. The world is so simple."

Facing the strong, he naturally knew his position. But if the other party thinks that just a psychological offensive can make him surrender and change his mind, it would be a big mistake.

"Well, as a wizard who can threaten others with force, you can indeed make people who are weaker than you kneel down, but don't you feel bored?"

George asked curiously, "Once you force others to kneel at you, those who succumb to you are just like dogs. They will never live alongside you. You don't want to communicate with people like these dogs, you Isn't it boring at all?"

This is something he is very curious about. Could it be that the pleasure of oppressing others can really replace all communication. Stepping on other people high above, can you really be happy all the time?

"Hahahahahaha!"

Riddle laughed wildly, he looked at George with an incredible look He looked at this strangely powerful and incredibly naive wizard in front of him.

"I almost forgot. You were only sixteen years old. You were born in a family full of false happiness."

Riddle said disapprovingly, "Why do you think that other people will be boring and need to communicate with others? Just because you were born in a friendly and courteous home?"

He said in a contemptuous tone, "What's wrong with a dog? Throw a bone, and it will beg for mercy. You always need a little charity, and they will help you kill others. A dog will never resist and will never be able to Isn't that good enough to resist you?"

It seems to be because, in the face of the huge power gap, he felt the weakness of being unable to resist. The verbal advantage finally allowed him to regain some confidence.

Riddle gushed, "When facing dogs, you have endless advantages. Their humble brains cannot understand your strength."

"In their eyes, you are an omnipotent god. You only need to stretch out your hand and they will help you bite. You only need to open your mouth and they will kneel and lick your robe."