Chapter 250: Escalating Battle

At the same time, Ivan waved his wand.

"Thunderbolt Explosion!"

The grimace of the black mist collided with the orange fireball, and a huge roar resounded in the silent secret room, and the pools on both sides were affected and burst into waves, and the bluestone slabs and bricks on the ground exploded.

The aftermath of the shock sent Ivan a few steps back...

Tom Riddle remained unmoved, still standing steadily, his wand flicked, and Ivan, who had just stood firmly, felt a gust of wind coming from his side.

Ivan subconsciously lay down and rolled backwards a few times, and looked back, and on the fixed point where he was standing just now, the hard floor tiles were torn out of a big hole.

A giant snake stone sculpture on both sides of the arch guard has been activated at some point, and the thick bodies of the two of them are writhing and pounced on Ivan.

Ivan's brain kept ringing the alarm, and the activated giant snake was already close at hand, and the hideous snake's mouth opened to easily swallow him.

"Shadowless!" Ivan did not hesitate to use his strongest magic,

Under the amplification of the enhanced demonic text, a huge invisible blade entered from the mouth of the snake, and directly cut the giant snake in front of it neatly from the middle, and the emerald green snake body was instantly reduced to a gray stone, which collapsed with a bang, and smashed into the pools on both sides, setting off huge splashes...

After slicing through the serpent, the Blade Shadowless Charm did not pause in the slightest, slashing towards Tom Riddle further behind at an extraordinary speed.

Tom Riddle's face changed drastically, he didn't expect Ivan to be able to perform such a terrifying magic, and the several magic barriers that he had painstakingly built were broken almost instantly, and in the end, he only had time to avoid the head, and the magic blade was already cut on his body!

Tom Riddle let out a wail of pain, and a slender wound appeared from his left shoulder to his right leg, almost splitting his body in half.

"Broken bones!"

As Ivan's voice sounded, another spell struck Tom Riddle's body, and his body was knocked into the rubble behind him like catkins.

"Whew...," Ivan gasped hard, he had only cast a few spells just now, but he had actually done his best.

Ivan took a few steps forward to help Tom Riddle collect the body, but was surprised to see the other man get back up from the rubble.

Tom Riddle no longer has his previous aristocratic temperament at this time, and a big hole has been blown out of his body, and the wound caused by the blade is still on his body.

But the strange thing is that under this injury, Tom Riddle did not shed a drop of blood, the large hole in his chest was full of black mist, and a black diary could be vaguely seen lying on the place of his heart.

In just a second or two, the hole in Tom Riddle's chest slowly healed, or the black mist reorganized his body.

Ivan's heart slowly sank, and he consumed a quarter of his mana, which didn't seem to have the effect of killing with one hit.

"So you didn't come back to life at all!" Ivan said with certainty.

Although Ivan doesn't know what Tom Riddle's current state is, judging from his previous performance, ordinary attacks may not have much effect, and the black diary in the opponent's chest is the real dead end!

However, if it could be resurrected so easily, Voldemort's main soul would not have been thinking about seeking the Philosopher's Stone, and after failing to come up with a cumbersome resurrection plan, he would directly find a few people to absorb the life force.

"You've really exceeded my expectations again..."Tom Riddle's body seemed to become a little more illusory.

He stroked the wound that had been cut by Shenfeng without a shadow before, looked at Ivan deeply, and said word by word. "Of course I haven't been resurrected yet... But that's sooner or later! ”

"Are you sure?" Ivan said mockingly. "I think it's better for you not to resurrect it, after all, you can't even beat me, a second-year little wizard, and you have the face to call yourself the Dark Lord?"

"You're damned!"

Tom Riddle's face became very ugly, his wand stretched out, and the scorching fire rose up, changing various forms in midair, and surging forward with a rolling heat wave...

Ivan pointed with his right hand, and a statue of a big snake beside him was activated and formed in front of him, and he sucked the fire into his mouth.

The next moment, a fierce fire burned out of the snake's body, and the snake struggled to roll in the aisle, Ivan's face changed, and the snake plunged headlong into the deep pool under the wave of his wand.

Seeing the pool gurgling hot, Ivan understood that the fire had not melted, and immediately struck again...

Petrification Spell! Disarming Spell! Splinter Spell!

Three spells were activated in a row, and Ivan had already exerted his strength to the extreme, and the effect of the experience card had already been activated at the moment of the battle.

Tom Riddle, who was almost cut in half before, didn't dare to hold it up, became more and more cautious, and put several spells on himself. Then the wand was lightly flicked, and under the spell of ten thousand bullets, pieces of rubble the size of a human head made a piercing sound in the air...

Countless magical lights flickered in the dim secret room, and the giant serpent statues guarding on both sides also became the best help for the two, and in the duel of transfiguration, they collided with each other and dismantled.

The magic power in Ivan's body has been consumed by nearly half, and he can't help but feel anxious, Tom Riddle is very cautious to keep a distance from him, and does not give him any chance to get close.

The horcrux's special nature makes it difficult to destroy, and the only thing Ivan has in his hand is the once-usable Ring of Fire and the basilisk fangs that he carries with him.

And the use of both requires a suitable timing, after all, Tom Riddle is not a live target, obediently stand in place and let him burn it....

He needs to create an opportunity before his mana runs out!

"What's wrong? Is that all you have to do? After some temptation, Tom Riddle gradually figured out Ivan's strength level, and he found that Ivan couldn't release the previous level of magic spell at will, so he sneered and continued.

"Where's your bloodline magic? You got the method of fusing the bloodline from me, don't tell me, you don't have the courage to try it for so long..."

"In that case, let me come first!" Tom Riddle had a gloomy smile on the corner of his mouth, and a large black fog kept pouring out of his body, like a black wave, shooting down in the air!

Fear, despair, pain... All kinds of negativity permeated the dimly lit chamber, and the temperature seemed to drop a lot...

Ivan tried his best to get these negative emotions out of his mind, and at the same time, he finally understood what the black mist summoned by Voldemort, who possessed Chino last school, was the bloodline magic that the other party had!