Voldemort wanted to break free from this ritual magic, but he couldn't control himself.
He could clearly feel that he was mobilizing extreme will to cast the 'Sunshine Bread Curse'. This was supposed to be an extremely subjective act, but at this moment he was not allowed to even have a little control over the magic he was casting.
He was currently possessed by a wizard in the state of a wandering soul, but he felt as if he was also possessed by something that could control him, above his own soul and spirituality.
No, it's not like that.
It's a real feeling of being possessed. Obviously the madman Anton is using the same method he used when he possessed Quirrell.
This disgusting lunatic, Boggart!
He actually allowed the entire environment of the moon and countless human souls to be carried on his own soul, and then weighed heavily on his own wandering soul.
After all, Lao Fu was a top wizard, and he quickly figured out what was wrong with him.
There is a terrible collision between the moon's environment and countless human souls, and the sparks from the collision are stirring up powerful magic and transforming the world.
He even wanted to sneer - it turns out that Anton, who has made such a big impact, is still riding a tiger. Anton's method of transforming the lunar environment is obviously some kind of transformation, weather spell, and world evolution (Chapter 537,
Newt's Box) and other mixed magic. Anton currently does not have the ability to maintain such a 'planet transformation' level of magic, so he can only maintain it like this.
In other words, as long as Anton's ritual magic stops, this place will still become the same as before!
Lao Fu thought of a joke.
It's a pity that he can't laugh.
He integrated into this ritual magic and understood everything that happened, but he did not have the ability to break away from this ritual magic.
The terrible collision between the will of the moon world and the collective spirituality of mankind, no matter which one it is, has far exceeded the level that wizards can influence!
Even if he is as powerful as a top wizard, there is nothing he can do if seven of them come at the same time.
He can only be swept away by this torrent, affecting him crazily, making him unable to escape while maintaining the magic of the 'Sunshine Bread Curse'!
Now we can only wait patiently for Anton to stop this meaningless, damn ritual magic!
Wait until the magic stops!
Wait for the magic to stop!
That was the moment Anton died from the ‘Sunny Bread Curse’ of his own invention!
Anton certainly knows what the problem is today.
But it doesn’t matter~
He didn't say that every experimental spell he cast must be successful. He could just accumulate experience and continue research.
What a big deal.
Besides, it's not like he didn't prepare a backup plan in advance.
Quack, quack…
Seven Voldemorts and an army of 100,000 magic legions were thus incorporated into ritual magic, and were restrained to maintain a more powerful performance of ritual magic. Everyone was shocked.
Those who were originally going to leave the International Federation of Wizards and enter Voldemort's magical empire were standing halfway, neither going back nor continuing to walk behind Voldemort, which seemed particularly embarrassing.
Snape won't give up this opportunity!
Ever since Lily's death, he betrayed his beliefs and became an undercover agent. He no longer had any political leanings, and he had even lost his ideals.
The only thing he wanted to do was to kill Voldemort.
So simple.
Others were stunned, but he didn't.
Voldemort couldn't move. This was a huge opportunity, and he was the best at seizing it.
In just an instant, a glass bottle was thrown between seven Voldemorts and exploded, and a dense silver mist spread. (The potion for Voldemort's Horcruxes is described in detail in Chapter 1015)
The silver mist seemed to be active, hovering in the air, and finally entered the seven Voldemort's nostrils as if it had found its target.
"Boom~"
A terrible shock came over me, as if the whole world was shaking.
The seven Voldemorts actually began to struggle. Although they still maintained the appearance of casting spells, each of them had a tendency to break away from ritual magic.
They roared at the same time, "Severus, how dare you..."
Seven different voices spoke in the same tone, which sounded indescribably weird.
Snape didn't have Voldemort's habit of talking nonsense. He strode forward and took out the dagger that had been prepared for who knows how long from the sleeve of the wizard's robe. Facing the eyes of the old version of Voldemort, the leader of the seven Voldemorts, Snape suddenly
Insert the dagger into Voldemort's chest.
Phew~
The dagger obviously used some kind of fairy silver weapon (a weapon made of mithril). It was extremely sharp. It not only cut off the ribs directly, but also directly penetrated the heart and stabbed it out from the back.
"Ahhhhhh~~~~"
Seven Voldemorts let out shrill wails at the same time.
Snape pursed his lips without saying a word, pulled the dagger hard and stirred it, and then continued to walk towards the next Voldemort.
Phew~
Phew~
Phew~
Seven cuts in a row, no sloppiness at all.
Then he held the dagger that had absorbed Voldemort's blood in his left hand, and waved the wand quickly with his right hand.
Silver light exploded, and a stag with huge antlers circled and ran out from behind Snape.
No one knows since when, Snape's Patronus Charm is no longer a doe exactly like Lily, but a stag with huge antlers.
The stag lowered its head, dived forward with force, and hit Voldemort.
The translucent Patronus penetrated through Voldemort's body, pushing out a cloud of gray-black mist.
Gray-black mist floated in mid-air, and the old man with the original body no longer had the face of Voldemort, and returned to the appearance of a normal old man. Even the bloody hole on his chest disappeared.
"Severus Snape!" The gray-black mist surged, and it was the wandering spirit of Voldemort, hovering in the air and roaring crazily.
Snape ignored him and continued to control the Patronus to push out other Voldemorts.
The seven groups of Voldemort's ghosts circled crazily in mid-air, and finally attacked Snape on the ground and swooped down.
However, as they got closer and closer to Snape, a large amount of silver smoke began to emerge from the gray-black mist. The smoke became more and more dense, and it shrouded the seven wandering souls of Voldemort inside.
Snape waved the wand in his hand, and the silver smoke suddenly expanded and collapsed instantly.
Little by little, it finally collapsed into a cuboid three meters long and two meters wide. The light of magic flashed, the silver mist condensed, and finally turned into a silver translucent coffin.
There was a hole directly above the coffin, and Snape plunged into it with a bloody dagger in his left hand.
After the dagger was submerged, it was quickly eroded by the coffin and turned into a silver and translucent appearance.
And under the influence of the dagger representing their bloodline, the seven wandering souls inside recovered into seven Voldemorts.
After doing this, Snape finally breathed a sigh of relief. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he looked at Voldemort in the coffin with a sneer. "I told Anton that even if you have a Horcrux, I can make it useless."
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Voldemort in the coffin looked at Snape angrily, but it only made Snape more happy.
"You will be sent to the world of the dead and buried in the darkest, deadliest, and coldest place in the world of the dead, waiting silently for the extinction of all spirituality, waiting for history to completely forget you, and finally dissipate like smoke."
"And these long years of waiting are your punishment!"
How many years, time and generations will it take for Voldemort to completely lose all traces in the real world? This is obviously an interesting topic.
Maybe no one will ever forget it.
That would be great. The dark lord who caused so many killings deserves such a punishment.
As for whether someone can go to the world of dead souls to fish for people?
Oh, Dumbledore?
Nowadays, only Albus Dumbledore, the 'greatest wizard of this century', has the ability to enter the world of the dead. As for Anton, this coward, Snape knows it all too well.
Anton obviously knows so much magic in the time domain, but he never touches the time turner after gaining some strength. Anton obviously has been to the world of the dead once, but he has never gone to the world of the dead again.
As long as people want something, they will be afraid.
Anton likes magic, but he also keeps moving forward along the path of soul and spirituality, and will not mess around in these unfamiliar fields at all.
What's more, Anton may not take the initiative to kill Voldemort, but he also won't take the initiative to save Voldemort.
Snape knew his apprentice very well.
What's more, when he thinks Snape is just for show?
He has now reached the level of a super-top wizard.
"Just sink into the deepest part of the world of dead souls and wait for the day when it will dissipate after a long time..."
With that said, Snape waved his wand again, and seven silver stags appeared. They each picked up the chains on the coffin, raised their heads and neighed, and ran towards the sky.
At the end of the sky, there is a huge curtain that quietly appears at an unknown time.
The curtain seemed to have always been there, as if it had never appeared.
In the coffin, the seven Voldemorts kept roaring and roaring, but unfortunately their voices could not even penetrate the silver coffin, leaving behind only their helpless, furious and panicked figures.