Voldemort's Plan

"Boom!"

The entire battlefield trembled and exploded in that instant, as if the sky had been torn in two. On one side was a blinding holy light, and on the other was a dark abyss that devoured everything. Rolling shockwaves Cleansweep the area, and the ceiling, stone steps, and walls of the Death Chamber were shattered with shocking cracks, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

Countless members of the Order of the Order of the Phoenix and Auror were instantly thrown to the ground, their ears ringing and their vision going completely white. Some were so shaken they could barely see, while others desperately tried to shout but couldn't hear their own voices. The air seemed to have been sucked away in an instant, leaving only the roar of intense heat and destruction in the world.

Scrimgeour and several Auror, who were fighting bravely on the front lines, were swept away and crashed heavily against the stone wall, spitting out blood.

Fudge was unharmed, while Croaker cleverly activated some kind of magical mechanism in the Department of Mysteries, creating an invisible barrier that shielded the corner where the two were.

On the other side of the Death Chamber, the girls of the Sleeping Dragon Society stared in horror at the earth-shattering ring of fire, but were firmly protected within a shield by the "Holy Spirit's Remains" summoned by Susan. The huge purple skeleton phantom spread its wings like a god, and no matter how the world crumbled, not even the scattered dust drifted near them.

And the epicenter of the impact—

Herpo, Dumbledore, and Grindelwald were the first to be engulfed by the flames and shockwaves, instantly blasted away!

Herpo struggled to his feet, kneeling on one knee. Half of his body was charred black, his skin cracked like embers, a bloody mess, with wisps of black smoke still rising. But his eyes remained ablaze with crimson fire—

A surge of dark purple evil energy was gushing out of his body, wrapping around the wounds like vines and rapidly repairing his body.

"Gulp..." He coughed up a mouthful of burnt blood, but a ferocious obsession appeared on his face.

In comparison, Dumbledore and Grindelwald's situations were far more dire.

Grindelwald's wand was broken in two and lay beside him. His chest was stained with blood, and he looked as if he were immersed in a pool of blood. His breath was extremely weak, and he was already unconscious.

Although Dumbledore remained conscious, he was also badly injured. He slumped helplessly to the ground, his robes torn, his disheveled silver hair covering his forehead, and his familiar Half-moon Spectacles completely shattered.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, staining his clothes crimson. His once wise and peaceful eyes were now dull and lifeless, as if he had aged decades in an instant.

Skylar himself was some distance away, but in front of him, another "Skylar" shielded him from the attack. As his body slowly crumbled piece by piece, it eventually turned to Ashes —that was the secret magical technique passed down from the House of Yaxley, "Undying Avatar."

The Undying Avatar was originally immortal and indestructible. Under normal circumstances, even if it was shattered into pieces by the Killing Curse, those pieces would automatically return to their original positions, stitch together, and restore it to its original state.

However, the destructive force that the avatar was suffering had clearly exceeded the limit that Undying Avatar could withstand.

At this moment, Skylar had returned to his original form and exited the celestial state.

Even without the buff of Celestial State, with Sarf's shared magic and the amplification from the Nether Night Wand, his combat power remained at the Grand Sorcerer level, giving him a considerable chance of victory against the visibly injured Herpo.

Suddenly, Skylar's expression changed.

While Herpo and Dung were fighting, Voldemort had somehow disappeared from his spot.

Not good!

Skylar activated his full power of Divine Insight of Amaterasu, and Skylar extraordinary mental strength and perception, he was finally able to catch a glimpse of Voldemort's whereabouts. Voldemort had already transformed into an invisible, blurry phantom and had rushed to the vicinity of the Prayer Wheel Collection Room, just one step away from the door.

So this was Voldemort's plan from the very beginning!

Although Voldemort appeared alongside the other Dark Lords, he was rarely involved in close combat, instead remaining a scout near Herpo. It turned out that they had planned from the beginning to have the other Dark Lords distract Voldemort, creating an opportunity for him to Prayer Wheel Collection Room.

"Daphne!" Skylar shouted, and at the same time, he used his ultimate technique "Walking Like Flying," leaping up like an arrow released from a bow, his figure flashing like lightning, heading Prayer Wheel Collection Room.

Voldemort transformed from his phantom form back into human form and reached out to touch the red door of the Prayer Wheel Collection Room.

Sizzle... sizzle...

A sound like a seed cracking open reached Voldemort's ears from the red gate.

Voldemort's wrist was suddenly wrapped with a thin vine-like plant, somewhat resembling Devil's Snare, but its branches were covered with red spots, like bloodstains.

"Damn it!" Voldemort cursed, struggling to turn his wand upside down. He then cast a spell to cut off the branch from his wrist, only to find that the red door was already covered with layers upon layers of vines.

Daphne, dozens of feet away, breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Skylar had given instructions that this gate was the enemy's target, and that she should secretly plant "seeds" in the gate beforehand, just in case, so that they could be activated remotely through the Druid Sect' unique plant magic at a critical moment.

This proved to be incredibly useful, demonstrating just how prescient Skylar was.

Skylar's figure surged forward, closing in rapidly. "Voldemort, you won't get away with this!"

Voldemort could break through the wall of vines, but Skylar was confident that Voldemort couldn't possibly be faster than him.

"Hellfire!" A familiar voice reached Skylar's ears.

A black wall of fire suddenly appeared in front of Skylar, blocking his path. He turned around and saw Morgan, now fully recovered, glaring at Skylar with hatred, her wand blazing with powerful black flames.

Damn it, I forgot one step.

With Herpo injured, Anubi and Barbarossa entangled with the Auror and the Order of the Phoenix, only Morgan was able to slow them down.

Sizzle~~

The vines on the red gate fell off one by one.

Voldemort beat Skylar to it, breaking the vine wall spell on the red door and pushing it open to reveal a golden Prayer Wheel shining behind it.

There was no time to lose. Skylar gritted his teeth and charged through the burning Hellfire.

"You--" Morgan was shocked and stunned when she saw Skylar's reckless response. She had never expected Skylar to be so decisive and resolute. Sadness appeared in her eyes. Hellfire was the exclusive secret technique of the Hell Dragon Emperor, and she knew how terrifying it was.

Although Skylar was her nemesis, killing him with her own hands did not bring her any pleasure; instead, she was overwhelmed by a deep sense of guilt.

"Bang!"

A crimson spell, like a meteor trailing a fiery tail, roared out from Skylar's wand, striking first and then crashing into the center of the Prayer Wheel!

That was Blasting Curse cast by Skylar.

"Click--click-click-click!"

The ancient Prayer Wheel trembled violently, and the mantras and symbols on it peeled away and shattered like falling stars, their radiance dissipating like ashes!

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar shook the entire Ministry of Magic building—

"Boom!"

The Prayer Wheel completely collapsed, its debris flying everywhere, as if its fate had ended.

Seeing the prayer Prayer Wheel shatter from afar, Herpo's eyes widened in horror, and his pupils contracted violently.

He gritted his teeth, his expression contorted, and instantly realized—

This infiltration operation, in which all five demons were mobilized and even revealed many of their trump cards, ultimately ended in failure.

"Retreat."

He growled and simultaneously fired a coded signal indicating evacuation.