With Voldemort's death, the hidden threat within Dumbledore completely vanished as well.
At the same time, Voldemort, somewhere in a corner of the world, immediately sensed that his plan had failed.
At the time, Voldemort had not believed that Severus Snape and the others could take the Elder Wand.
Even if they could take it, he had already left a hidden danger within Dumbledore.
When necessary, he could easily control Dumbledore and accomplish secrets no one knew about.
Given Dumbledore's identity, many people would never believe he could do anything outrageous.
Unfortunately, before Katelyle, none of this could be called a conspiracy at all.
"You can know everything without even looking?" Voldemort muttered unwillingly.
"That is a powerful divine ability. In the entire divine hierarchy, only two people once possessed it."
"One was Zeus, king of the gods. The other was Jehovah, the chief god of the Christian System."
"Through this ability, their words could become reality, and they could see through the future."
"Before him, as long as he wishes to look, your methods hold no secrets."
The Death God sat upon his throne, one hand propping against the chair as he watched Voldemort, while the other lightly tapped the armrest. His slender fingers struck in a steady rhythm, and waves of magical energy rolled around them.
He had been the one who helped hide a fragment of Voldemort's soul within Dumbledore's soul, so he could sense the instant that trace of his power was erased.
"Can't you hide from him either?" Voldemort asked hesitantly.
"Before this, that was indeed the case."
"But now, it is no longer possible."
The Death God replied indifferently.
At the same time, a surge of magical energy emerged. A spatial rift tore open, and a beautiful figure stepped out of it.
Olinavis came