The scene became deadlocked, and Du Wei didn't know how his spell worked, nor did he know how Voldemort fought against it.

The dark wizards knelt on the ground and kept praying.

To them, everything in front of them was like two evil dragons fighting for territory.

No matter which evil dragon it is, it is not something they can deal with.

All they could do was kneel on the ground to show their surrender.

And pray.

I pray that if one of these two evil dragons survives, they will be left with a way to survive.

Voldemort's eyes turned red and turned into blood. Du Wei also noticed that Voldemort himself felt that a piece of his soul was about to be shattered. Under the fierce shadow, he did not come over because he noticed that Du Wei was running rampant.

magic!

A fleeting opportunity!

Eliminate vitality!

Du Wei's magic finally had an effect.

He watched as the fragments of Voldemort gradually began to twist and twist like lubricated wax, and finally turned into a ribbon!

He turned the dead alchemical body of Voldemort into a ribbon.

But before that, Voldemort was dead.

It wasn't Duwei who killed Voldemort.

It was Voldemort who killed himself.

His curse can even be removed by himself.

To be fair.

Tom Riddle's attainments in potions and spells can indeed be called a master.

The fragments of Voldemort turned into ribbons dancing in the air.

The value of the Gunter family fell alone, spun around, and was finally stepped on by Du Wei.

He was panting laboriously and looked like he was about to lose strength. However, the dark wizards and goblins around him did not dare to move.

Duwei picked up the ring with his wand and placed it on top of his diary.

A little black mist appeared on the diary, as if someone had used the black mist to conjure a hand and string it on his finger.

"Do robots also dream about bionic sheep in their dreams?"

Dowey Jones asked his notebook softly.

The notebook didn't answer him.

"Next time, don't try to empathize with me."

He gently touched his Horcrux with his fingers, and the ribbon transformed by Voldemort also floated to Du Wei's side.

Du Wei's sweaty hands grabbed the ribbon.

He wanted to tie a knot on his wrist himself.

Unfortunately, we don’t have that technology.

So he had no choice but to raise the ribbon with his hand and signal the dark wizards to help him.

"Here comes a clever witch."

Dewey Jones said, "Tie it around my left wrist, yeah, yeah, bow, yeah, it looks better."

He tilted his head back and his Adam's apple moved up and down. He swallowed and said, "Put it on mine."

"I want to see him anytime."

"Tell me to see my cowardice and patheticness at any time."

His voice became lower and lower, and he seemed to be asleep.
Chapter completed!