The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, not only the thick scales, but also the thick scales. It looks like Voldemort of a big blood cow.

As the phoenix and phoenix, whose rank is higher than the overlord of the food chain such as the fire dragon, even though Fox in human form is a cute and cute girl, her defense strength is no less than that of Voldemort at this time.

The blood of magical animals gives Fox a super strong physique. The armor made of mithril and vibranium is engraved with defensive magic runes. In addition, the phoenix flames surrounding Fox also have the ability to offset damage. role.

Fox received a laser cannon with his face. Apart from feeling a little pain in his face, Fox had no serious problems.

It was just that the dark magic contained in that luminous cannon eroded the phoenix magic around her like gangrene in her bones. The severe disruption made it difficult for her to maintain the flying spell, and she fell from the sky.

The magic power and the magic power offset each other. Before Dumbledore and Noah’s shock-absorbing spells fell on him, Fokker had already cleared away the filth that tried to infect his own magic power and regained control of his flying posture..

A ferocious black shadow broke through the water of the river, and an invisible violent wind spread out from Voldemort’s body. His body was filled with blood-like dark red fire, and he was suspended above the water like a demon walking out of hell.

When Voldemort’s figure emerged from the bottomless river, Noah, Dumbledore and Fox all raised their arms and pointed at the figure suspended on the river, using their abilities. The most powerful magic condensed in the shortest time.

Faced with the joint attack of the three, even the first generation Dark Lord Grindelwald in his heyday had to temporarily avoid its edge.

But Voldemort seemed not to care about this. His arrogant laughter resounded throughout the ruins of Tower Bridge, and the surging magic power formed a dark spherical barrier around him.

Three rays of magic from different directions bombarded the barrier at almost the same time, and the terrifying explosion could be heard clearly even in the city several kilometers away.

The barrier around Voldemort is not Nexus’s ever-deflating shield, nor is it the invincible protective shield of Kamen Rider’s transformation.

So at the moment it was attacked, it was like a piece of ordinary glass that had been attacked by a strong external force. Under the attack of three magics, it exploded into light spots scattered in the sky.

But the raging magic storm did not severely damage Voldemort.

Although his scales, which were far harder than special steel, were torn apart inch by inch by the magic storm, bright red blood kept seeping out from numerous wounds, large and small, sliding down his body until it was in his The soles of the feet gathered into large droplets of blood, and finally formed a small stream pouring downward under the influence of gravity.

But Voldemort was still not dead, and he was still laughing arrogantly, as if the horrific injuries that would put him in the ICU on other people didn’t exist.

It is not known how much vitality Voldemort has as a reserve. The wounds all over his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye almost in a breath.

The dark magic turned into a storm and spread in all directions. The hideous protrusions suddenly pierced Voldemort’s muscles and skin and broke out from his back.

Two dark dragon wings suddenly stretched out, as if the edges of the dragon wings made of fine steel were glowing with a cold light, as if they were two sharp razors.

Noah and Dumbledore looked at each other, a hint of disbelief flashing in their eyes.

Neither of them could have imagined that in the midst of this extremely fierce and ever-changing battle, Voldemort would actually perform another black magic transformation on his body in front of the two of them.

He forcibly inspired the blood of the fire dragon in his body and forcibly created a pair of dragon wings for himself.

You know, even in an undisturbed environment, magical transformation of one’s body is a very dangerous thing. A little carelessness can lead to a terrible transformation accident and turn one into a human. Ghost or not…

Well, in Voldemort’s current state, does he look like a normal person who is afraid of a transformation accident?

Obviously not.

Surging sound waves erupted in all directions with the flapping of Voldemort’s wings. In this flash of lightning, the river surface beneath his feet was squeezed downwards by the powerful wind pressure, forming a huge pit.

Under the influence of this driving force, Voldemort’s huge body shot straight towards Fox suspended in the air like a cannonball.

A fierce light suddenly appeared in Fox’s pair of phoenixes, and the steaming fighting spirit seemed to turn into endless fuel and poured into the phoenix flames around her. The golden-red flames also condensed a pair of phoenix wings behind her.

The escaping flames exuded brilliant golden-red brilliance, lingering around Fox’s body like a layer of gorgeous feathers, making Fox standing in the sky look divine and noble.

Voldemort, who was violently attacking below, was surrounded by a circle of light red bloody air. Dazzling scarlet thunder lighted up on his body scales from time to time. The aura of death that filled his body shocked the enemy. mind.

One is holy and noble, the other is evil and crazy.

Like angels and demons who are forever at odds, two figures with completely different auras suddenly collided in the air. A violent roar resounded throughout the entire world, and the huge force of the shock sent both of them flying at the same time.

After the two people who flew upside down stabilized their bodies, they both saw the burning fighting spirit in each other’s eyes.

Not to be outdone, the bodies of the two of them exploded out again, propelled by the wings behind them, and collided together again like two colliding cannonballs.

All of a sudden, the air explosions caused by the collision between the two people were heard in the sky one after another.

Looking at the lizard and phoenix entering the high-speed chase in the sky, Dumbledore and Noah could only helplessly lower their wands.

At the flying speed of the magic spell, even if the weather spell was used to pull the charges in the clouds to form thunder, it would not be able to keep up with the two men fighting fiercely in the sky.

Taking a reckless shot may not necessarily help Fox, and it may cause side effects by accidentally injuring his teammates.

Fox doesn’t need their help either.

Seeing that after completing the dark magic transformation, Voldemort was still being suppressed and beaten by Fawkes, who was full of firepower, Dumbledore also relaxed his hanging heart a little.

At this time, Dumbledore was finally able to focus his attention on the city buildings in the distance that were almost in ruins.

“Noah……”

Dumbledore’s lips trembled slightly, not from fear, but from infinite anger.

Of course, this anger was directed at Voldemort’s atrocities

“Can you tell me what exactly happened?”


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