A Brand New Body

Voldemort transformed into continuously billowing black mist, lunging at Doom like an evil spirit descending upon the world, all while his mouth was filled with mocking taunts.

"Doomsday Messenger! You know nothing of true power. Today, I will show you what true immortality and indestructibility means!"

"Just you? A defeated dog that only knows how to cling to life, dares to be presumptuous before this King!"

Facing Voldemort who appeared in his soul form, Doom was not afraid at all. He retracted the flame whip in his hand and fiercely lashed out at the black mist in the air.

The scorching whip transformed into sharp lines of fire in mid-air. As Doom's whipping intensified, it gradually formed a tight net, enveloping Voldemort.

However, in his special form, Voldemort was exceptionally agile. No matter how fierce Doom's attacks were, he was always a step behind, only able to watch as Voldemort calmly dodged.

But feeling the power emanating from the whip, Voldemort knew this big guy before him was indeed difficult to deal with, especially in his current incomplete state. Therefore, he had to end this quickly!

With that thought, Voldemort suddenly let out a wild roar, emitting a silent scream that pierced directly into the soul.

The power of this scream was astonishing. Even Snape and Harry, who were very far away, felt a sharp pain in their heads.

However, Voldemort's attack was like an itch to Doom. "What a weak soul scream. Do you expect to defeat me with such an attack?"

After the mockery, Doom once again swung his whip. But this time, instead of using a powerful lashing attack as usual, he chose to spin the flame whip rapidly, turning it into a conical flame storm that descended upon Voldemort.

Seeing that his soul attack was almost