Rodna stood up from the ruins.
One of his cuffs had disappeared, revealing his well-defined forearm, and blood dripped down his wrist onto the broken bricks.
He glanced at the scratch on his arm. In an instant, the wound healed.
Then he raised his head and looked at the vampire who was still floating in mid-air.
The hole in the opponent's shoulder was still belching black gas, and half of his face was stabbed to pieces by Rodna just now. It looked both ferocious and weird.
"What? Don't continue?" The vampire's voice sounded in the air.
Rodna didn't reply, he slowly straightened up.
The waves on the sea that had been stirred up by the battle between the two men seemed to be held down by a giant hand from above, and were forcibly pressed into a flat gray-blue mirror.
Then, Rodna's hair lit up with white light one by one, like moonlight shining through the clouds on the ice. Finally, even his eyelashes and pupils were dyed with a cold silver glow.
"This..." Ben opened his mouth, but no complete sound came out.
Rodna began to run forward. With each step, the ground felt like being hit by a meteor, and dense silver-blue cracks bloomed at the footprints, like a huge mirror being crushed.
The vampire raised his arms, and thousands of black filaments emerged from the void, forming a sky-covering net and covering it towards Rodna.
Rodna did not dodge or evade, with magic marks all over his body, and he crashed into that net with a devastating force.
The black net instantly shattered into black flakes that filled the sky.
Rodna passed through the black catkins and rushed to the vampire. He opened the five fingers of his right hand and directly grabbed another spike on its shoulder.
The vampire seemed to have expected it, and moved his body backwards, narrowly avoiding this catch.
But Rodna's target isn't its shoulders.
His left hand had already gone around the back of the vampire's waist, and the silver light in his palm was strong, pressing firmly on the deepest spike on the vampire's lower back.
"Tsk-"
The long nail was forcefully pushed out of the flesh by half an inch.
The vampire was furious and let out a true roar.
The sound was like an earthquake under the sea, and like a thousand giant beasts wailing at the same time. The entire pier seemed to be breaking away from the land and sliding towards the sea.
"Human, you are very good."
The vampire's voice remained calm, but every inch of skin on his body began to surge with black mist, like ignited tar.
The next moment, its body split from the middle.
The shell that was originally covered with human skin completely fell off, revealing its true form underneath.
On the mouthless and noseless head, dozens of silver-white eyes opened at the same time.
Lin Ze seemed to have seen that scene in a daze. He felt like he was in a dream, a dream being stared at by dozens of eyes at the same time.
Rodna stood there, raised his head and looked at the thing.
Dozens of silver-white eyes reflected his figure.
"That's cool." Rodna said with a chuckle.
The next second, the two figures disappeared at the same time.
Dumbledore, who was watching the battle at the beach, still had his hands folded, but his originally loose posture gradually became more upright.
Deep in his eyes, blue fire flashed away.
"Forced it into its second form so quickly..."
The old man whispered to himself, his voice blown away by the sea breeze.
On the dock.
Every time the two collide, it's like thunder in the sky, with silver-blue radiance and pitch-black blood swallowing, tearing, and exploding each other.
Bottomless rifts were torn out of the sea surface, and walls of water rolled up high, evaporating into white steam in the mid-air after the aftermath.
Auror were huddled in the defensive formation, and no one spoke.
Shock was written on everyone's faces. No one had ever told them that magic could actually reach this level. Compared to the scene before them, their previous battles were like children's play house.
Lin Ze When he woke up again, he found himself lying on the ground.
From time to time, there was a roaring sound in my ears.
"The battle... is over?" Lin Ze asked hoarsely.
"Not yet." Amos found Lin Ze who woke up.
Lin Ze looked up at the sky, where the black mist and silver light were still entangled, like two thunderclouds that refused to give way to each other.
He struggled to get up from the ground and looked into the air.
Rodna's figure quickly shuttled through the black fog, and every time it flashed, it brought out a string of silver-blue fragments of light.
He kept trying to get close to the spike stuck in the side of the vampire's body, but the vampire was obviously on guard. All the black tentacles that were originally scattered were retracted and covered around the spike like armor.
"What the hell is going on?" Lin Ze murmured.
"That thing has shed its skin." Amos said.
"Shedding?"
"The first form looked like human skin, and the man knocked the skin off."
"Speaking of which, who is this person? How come I never remember such a powerful person?"
Lin Ze did not answer Amos. He only leaned down to pick up the fallen wand from the ground. At this time, the magic power in his body had almost recovered.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the two people who were constantly entangled. Rodna's magic was very gorgeous, and the silver-blue broken light covered the entire sky like stardust.
Every spell flying out from his fingertips was filled with a kind of magnificence that did not belong to this world.
After the vampire sheds its human skin, it looks like an evil god made of black mist and white bones.
Dozens of silver-white eyes blinked simultaneously on the faceless head. Each one was like a mirror, reflecting different scenes, including burning villages, hanging corpses, cities engulfed in black mist, and some afterimages of an era that could not be identified at all.
"Be careful." Moody suddenly whispered.
His magic eye turned rapidly, and finally looked steadily at the eye that happened to be looking at him.
"Don't look at it!" Moody yelled.
But it's too late.
A young Auror seemed to have been shaken out of his soul, standing there blankly, staring straight at a silver-white eye in mid-air.
Then, his skin began to wrinkle, his hair quickly turned white, and his body seemed to have been drained of moisture, and he fell straight down.
"William!" Ben roared and wanted to rush over.
"Don't go there!" Amelia shouted sharply, and the wand drew a silver line in the air to separate the space around the person.
Ben's eyes were red. "He..."
"He has been taken away all his life force. Don't get close to him." Amelia's voice was as cold as any.
The formation fell into silence.
"Damn it." Ben punched the gravel with his fist, blood oozing out from between his fingers.
Rodna's magic is still gorgeous, his movements are still elegant, and the silver-blue arc of light almost burns through half of the sky.
But the vampire didn't seem to be affected at all. The black mist on its body solidified into countless tentacles. Each tentacle had a silver-white eye at the end, like some kind of monster growing in the deep sea, greedily staring at the "human beings" in front of it.
Rodna kept pulling spikes out of it.
This is already the third one he has pulled out.
The moment each spike leaves the body, a fountain of black blood will spurt out from the body of the vampire, followed by a wave of air that is violent enough to blow the anchor several meters away.
But the blood clan's movements are getting faster and faster.
Its attacks are no longer limited to physical ones. The erosion on the mental level is pressing against Rodna like a tide, causing his movements to begin to show slight lags.