Chapter 119：

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​On the outside.

Alex Bodhidharma stared in the direction of the big snake. The big snake was shrouded in silvery white light, and its body was changing little by little.

"Is it really possible?!"

He forcibly suppressed his restless mood, and Alex didn't dare to make a sound.

This is a miracle, an unprecedented miracle.

Even Merlin dare not say that he can do this.

John is like an orchestra conductor, taking away a little bit of the blood curse with every wave of the wand in his hand.

Under the nervous gaze of Damo Alex, the snake gradually transformed into a part of its human body.

The body of a snake, the limbs of a human being.

Half human and half snake, it looks very weird and disgusting.

John was not affected at all and remained focused. His eyes reflected the trance-like state of things.

The Blood Curse, which had mostly been eliminated, still refused to give up. It turned into a giant python, and a blood-green ominous aura rose into the sky.

The giant python opened its mouth and swallowed John in one gulp.

John's eyebrows twitched, and the wand pierced a group of souls accurately and suddenly threw it out.

The moment the soul was released from the hand, it turned into a ball of extremely dazzling white light and hit the blood curse.

Soul Crushing Curse.

The giant python was stunned and stunned, and the soul in John's hand turned into a big sword, and he chopped off the giant python's head with force.

The Blood Curse let out a wail, and his body quickly tried to retreat back to Nagini.

How could John let it do what he wanted? The little soul figure inflated like a balloon and enveloped Nagini.

The retreating blood magic curse hit him head-on, putting the soul villain in danger.

John seized the opportunity and slashed at the base of the giant python with his big sword.

A burst of white light erupted from the giant python's body, and its body rolled and could not escape.

"Want to run?"

With a sneer, John grabbed another ball of soul.

The group of souls burned and turned into white flames.

The flame turned into a giant dragon and bit the python.

The blood-cursed giant python could not escape, and was finally burned to death by the fire of the soul amidst infinite echoes of howling.

John stared intently until the last trace of the blood curse disappeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning around to look, the little soul figure on Nagini could no longer hold on, and was rapidly shrinking like a leak.

Nagini's broken soul looked at John blankly. She seemed not to have expected that the blood curse would disappear like this.

"Okay, it's over."

John chuckled lightly. Although his face could not hide his weakness, John's smile was sincere and happy from the bottom of his heart.

Coming to Nagini, John used his last soul to repair Nagini's soul.

These souls were refined by dementors after hundreds of years of devouring souls. After coming into contact with Nagini, they began to integrate into the body.

"Welcome back, Nagini." John extended his hand to Nagini in a gentlemanly manner.

Nagini looked at the boy and slowly stretched out her hand.

Sudden!

A mutation occurs!

Chapter 137: Illusions and Hidden Souls

John flew out.

Before he touched Nagini, his heart skipped a beat.

Immediately afterwards, he was hit by a force and the person flew out.

After rolling on the ground a few times, John adjusted his body and stopped.

Looking up, a figure appeared in the blurry illusion.

The moment he saw that face, John's pupils contracted.

He has become more handsome due to his paleness and age, and his eyes occasionally flash red.

A simple suit with a cold smile on his face.

This face was too familiar to John.

He gritted his teeth and read out those three words: "Voldemort."

Voldemort, this Voldemort looks much older than when he was a student, and he is also much more handsome.

John stood up. The other person did not take the wand, but looked at John calmly.

"It turns out you broke into my world."

When he spoke, Voldemort showed a hint of disdain.

John laughed angrily and said coldly: "Yours? Voldemort, it seems you made Nagini into a Horcrux."

It is not only the blood curse that is entangled in Nagini, but also the soul of Voldemort.

John should have thought that Nagini was Voldemort's Horcrux in the original plot.

By cutting the soul open and putting it into Nagini, Voldemort was cruel to others and even more cruel to himself.

Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, John could feel that his body was hurt.

The soul is the most important part of a person. If the soul is injured and dies, the same will happen to the body.

Nagini wanted to help, but Voldemort reached out directly.

Nagini's neck was pinched by invisible hands, and she flew up.

Voldemort declared his sovereignty domineeringly and without rejection, "Nagini, you are mine."

"John." Nagini said with difficulty.

John took action.

The moment he raised his hand, Voldemort's body flew out, Nagini's feeling of being caught disappeared, and she fell to the ground.

John said coldly: "You are not the only one who knows these magics."

Voldemort was a little surprised. He stabilized his body in the air and slowly fell down.

He smiled, looked at John with bloodthirsty eyes, and said grimly: "A weak soul dares to do something in a trance."

John frowned and looked at his left hand, the silvery white light on his fingers dissipated.

His heart sank. The use of magic here actually consumes souls.

He murmured: "No wonder, it is necessary to use the soul to cut the soul."

At this time, he was in trouble. Without the support of magic power, it was simply impossible for John to defeat Voldemort here.

Glancing at Nagini, John knew that once he left, Nagini would be finished.

Voldemort was watching from the side, and John could not retreat.

That being the case.

Then let’s fight!

To strike first, John waved his hand, and the blurry fantasy world without anything ignited into flames.

At the same time, John's soul loss accelerated.

A pinch of flame ignited in his right hand, and then turned into a huge fireball.

Voldemort looked grim, probably not expecting John to know ancient magic.

A water snake appeared in front of him. The fire and water touched, creating a large mist in the trance.

John took the opportunity to blow out a breath, and the mist blew and enveloped Voldemort.

The fog created by the collision of souls could not be seen through, so John took the opportunity to enter the fog.

His left hand brushed his right hand, and a dagger made of soul appeared in John's hand.

The price of this is that the right hand is illusory and almost transparent.

A cold smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Magic?

Don’t forget, I am proficient in short weapons at level 7!

In the fog, John is the omnipresent night devil.

Voldemort didn't panic even when he was shrouded in mist, and he exuded a terrifying aura.

Immediately, the green light penetrated the fog and hit the place where John was.

With a confident blow, Voldemort frowned without seeing John.

Immediately afterwards, a desperate feeling entered his heart, his eyebrows beat wildly, and Voldemort turned around at his limit.

In just one second, seven blood holes appeared on the back of the body.

Voldemort's expression changed, and John appeared like a ghost.

"Crucio"

The red lightning struck John, who groaned, and a big hole was burned out of the dagger on his chest.

Without hesitation, he threw the dagger, and then used the capture spell to control the dagger.

The dagger was as fast as lightning, and formed a defensive shield in front of Voldemort similar to the Iron Armor Curse.

The moment it touched, the dagger fragilely shattered into countless foams.

Voldemort was startled, and John stepped forward.

His eyes turned into vertical pupils, and he pulled off his right hand with his left hand, turning it into a sword with shining silver light.

Long Yu growled: "I am a fire dragon."

The sword ignited flames, and John roared out from the pain. He stabbed hard, and the sword penetrated Voldemort's body.

The flames exploded into a sea of ​​fire, and Voldemort could no longer maintain his original expression.

He grasped the blade of the sword with his hand, his angry eyes almost spitting out fire.

He smiled ferociously and said, "You can't leave, Avada..."

As expected of Voldemort, he traded his injuries for his life.

The green light was aimed at John's face. The moment it was about to touch, John's mind went blank.

He made a mistake. He thought he could kill Voldemort with one strike, but he still underestimated Voldemort.

Just when the green light was about to hit, a woman jumped out, and her almost broken body hit Voldemort.

The green light deviated from the track and left, grazing John's cheek.

Voldemort angrily grabbed Nagini's neck and threw her out.

"Avada Kedavra! (Avada Kedavra

The green light rushed towards Nagini.

Nagini closed her eyes in relief. She felt that it would be great if she could save John.

Time seems to be suspended.