As the whispering of the evil god intensified, the entire hall began to shake slightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The closer it gets to the real world, the more obvious the signs become.

The mana became irritable, dirt and dust were shaken down from the cracks in the walls, and the glow of the green magic barrier was fading and could break at any moment.

Now, even the vampires can hear the whispers of the evil gods.

They looked around in panic, horror written on their faces.

In the face of this ancient and evil unknown creature, no one can be calm.

Beside Aven, Keresis's face was also gloomy to the extreme.

He stared in amazement at an ancient centaur in front of him who was being reconstructed from countless flesh and blood, looking at this evil spell, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The centaurs' magic is about to fail, and the monster inside is more powerful than we expected!" he whispered, "We better get ready." ”

"Don't worry, Kereceis!" Voldemort said in a whispered voice, "I have a way to deal with that thing inside, no matter how powerful, its power will eventually be used by me." Before we do that, we need to entertain uninvited guests. ”

Voldemort seemed to have something in mind, and he turned a blind eye to the shock of the signs of the evil gods' descent.

A cruel smile appeared on his pale face, and he looked at Evan with interest.

It was hard to imagine that Evan had no idea what Voldemort could do to deal with the evil gods.

Perhaps, he has mastered some kind of powerful black magic that he doesn't know yet.

This spell has a counter-effect on the evil gods, but looking at Voldemort's glowing red eyes, Aven felt that things were not so simple.

Voldemort stared at Evan for a few moments before he said slowly, "I can feel that you're trying to provoke me! I have to say, you are very similar to me when I was younger. ”

More than one person has said that Evan resembles Tom Riddle when he was a student.

They are both obsessed with magic, and through various efforts, they have achieved unimaginable achievements of their peers, but the two men are fundamentally different.

What Voldemort did, Evan thought to himself he would never be able to do.

"That's right, you're different from other little wizards, you're very courageous. Voldemort said softly, "And I've always admired courage, so I'm ready to give you a chance." Tell me your name, kid?"

"Evan Mason!" Evan whispered.

He stepped back, looking at Voldemort warily.

"Choose, Aven!" Voldemort said in a hoarse voice, "whether to pledge allegiance to the great Voldemort and gain unimaginable power and power, or to continue to believe in Dumbledore and die here in obscurity." ”

"Where's Dumbledore?" Evan asked rhetorically, not making a choice.

He glanced at the vampires around him, as well as the dozen or so wands facing him.

Under the current circumstances, as long as Voldemort gives an order, he will definitely die.

"Don't expect Dumbledore to come to your rescue, I know him better than anyone else and know how to lure him into a trap. He's chasing the trail I've left behind, away from this centaur temple!" Voldemort said cruelly, "and my vampire friend has left an interesting spell there, and by the time he's done cracking it, it's all over." ”

Evan suddenly realized, no wonder Dumbledore never appeared.

He didn't know how Voldemort had fooled Dumbledore, but judging from the current situation, by the time he returned, he and Sirius might have died here long ago.

"Tell me your choice, allegiance or death?!" Voldemort snapped.

"Dumbledore is right, you never understand that death is not the most terrible. Evan clenched his wand, "I don't see any good choice, I'll never trust a monster like you who would rather give up your body for eternal life! ”

Evan gave his own answer, and he controlled the mana, and the end of his wand shone brighter.

"You fools are like this, it's really touching!" Voldemort's evil face smirked, "In that case, give me the Philosopher's Stone you carry, and die like that." ”

Evan was taken aback that Voldemort had discovered the Philosopher's Stone he was carrying.

"Don't be surprised, even though my strength is declining now, the moment you entered, I sensed a curse I cast on you. "Yes, I remember the curse, and in the year I was about to graduate, I found that Philosopher's Stone in the Centaur tribe of the Forbidden Forest, but there was a spell left by the damned Gryffindor himself, and I couldn't break it." So, I left a curse on that Philosopher's Stone so that I could get it in the future. ”

Evan stepped back, racking his brain for what to do now.

"I didn't expect to see you here decades later, when I was about to forget about it, it would be an unexpected surprise!" Voldemort sneered, "Not surprisingly, the Philosopher's Stone on your body and this piece in this temple are one and the same, as long as I get it, I will be able to control the monster inside, and the recovery power will become even stronger than before, even Dumbledore will not be my opponent......"

"Don't think about it!" shouted Aven.

"Now, give it to me!" Voldemort screamed, "and get on your knees before me and beg bitterly!"

I didn't see him make any movements, and under the effect of a powerful force that suddenly appeared, Evan's body quickly flew forward, approaching Voldemort.

In front of him, a raging fire suddenly rose from the ground, radiating a scorching temperature.

Evan swung his wand as fast as he could, and a transparent magical barrier appeared beside him, encircling him like a wall of glass.

The moment it passed through the flames, the originally transparent magical barrier was burned red by the heat.

Then, with a bang, it shattered and dissipated.

Behind the flames, waiting for Evan was a hideous-looking Voldemort.

Looking at Voldemort getting closer, Evan held his breath.

The wand in his hand emitted several blue lights one after another without stopping.

Boom, boom, boom!!

Like a bomb, Aven's magic exploded next to Voldemort, causing the chamber to shake violently with a strong impact.

In the thick smoke and dust of the explosion, the screams of the Earth Demon rang out, "Keresis, help me catch him!

Keresis ignored Voldemort's orders.

He didn't act, just stood by and watched coldly.

Seeing that Keresis didn't make a move, the other vampires didn't do either.

This is a battle between Evan and Voldemort, and the vampires don't seem to be going to get involved.

"Idiots, I'll make you pay!" Voldemort said in a shrill voice.

He controlled the vampire beneath him backwards, staggering past Aven's spell.

In the next second, Evan felt a piercing pain in his wrist.

He looked down and saw that the black snake ring curse seemed to come to life.

It twisted, grew bigger and bigger, sliding up its veins.

In just a few seconds, half of Aven's arm turned black and he lost consciousness. (To be continued.) )