When Kirk raised his head, he realized the battle was almost over.
Old Bai, Old Qing, Young Master Bai, and the other Earth Contractors had received Kirk's message and hurried over to help.
Voldemort had been captured.
Xia Ya had been killed.
Prometheus and Julia were outnumbered.
Earth's victory had come so suddenly, yet it had been so hard-won.
In the end, Prometheus died by Young Master Bai's sword. But in his desperate final counterattack, he killed Mbete and gravely wounded Old Qing.
The arrogant, all-powerful Great Leader of the Universe God Race had finally met his end at Hogwarts.
Julia, meanwhile, had vanished without a trace.
Of the Universe God Race's Domain Experts, only one managed to escape.
The rest were all killed.
Earth had also lost seven Domain Experts in battle.
Voldemort knelt on the ground like a dead dog.
After losing all his Horcruxes and the Elder Wand, he no longer had the bearing of an unparalleled master.
Once the mask was ripped away, everyone saw that this arrogant, brutal Dark Lord was actually such a helpless, insecure wretch!
His deadly skill at killing and his fragile psyche coexisted in the same person in perfect harmony.
Voldemort's face was ashen.
Harry let out a roar and charged to kill Voldemort.
His family, his mentor, and his friends had all died at Voldemort's hands. He had a blood feud with the beast.
But Kirk stopped him.
"You! Why are you stopping me from getting revenge?" Harry was beside himself with rage. He looked past Kirk and saw Hermione behind him.
"Don't you want to avenge Ron? Hah. Don't tell me you've found a new love and want to forget the old one."
"Shut up!" Kirk slapped Harry across the mouth.
Harry fell to the ground, fury blazing in