Black magic, Curse of Fire!
Elwyn chanted an ancient and complicated incantation, his wand drawing a complicated path in the air.
Without any warning, a red pillar of fire rose from the ground.
This was like a signal, followed by another and more and more.
The cylindrical pillars of fire rose into the sky. They gradually became thicker and larger, emitting a blazing heat. Rolling waves of heat assaulted them.
When Elwyn's spell was completed, the barren land turned into a world of fire in an instant.
The raging flames devoured everything, mercilessly surrounding the Death Eaters who did not understand what was happening.
They could feel the fear brought about by the fierce flames of hell. They shouted and screamed in the flames with all their might.
These voices were useless and would only fill this purgatory with even more despair.
With Elwyn at the center, everything in the space was burning, the grass and trees were all turned into steam.
A few Death Eaters tried to attack Elwyn, but their spells were also devoured by the flames.
A Death Eater charged at Elwyn through the gap of the flames, but Elwyn waved his wand, instantly, this Death Eater was mercilessly devoured by the waves of fire. He struggled in the flames, turning into a huge burning body, and quickly turned into ashes, completely disappearing from this world.
Elwyn did not seem to see this terrifying scene, he raised his wand with force, steady and calm, like the conductor of a large concert.
Under his guidance, the flames were given life, and all the pillars of fire quickly merged together.
It seemed to have made up its mind to burn all the living beings here to death, using the will of the flames to rule this world.
The waves of heat started to change shape, turning into a large group of beasts made of fire: Fire Snakes, Chimera Beasts, Fire Dragons, Snake Monsters, Man-Headed Lion-Body Scorpion-Tailed Beasts. Under Elwyn's control, they rolled and roared, sliding from the sky to the ground, and then leaping into the air.
They attacked the dumbfounded Death Eaters, letting them experience what true hell was.
Unlike before, with Elwyn's current level of mana, he could already control the Spell of Fire.
Even though the fire would burn more and more fiercely, to the point that even he could not control it in the end, but by then, he and Harry would have left, and the Lord Voldemort would have to think about how to deal with the aftermath. He waved his wand forcefully, not giving the Death Eaters any time to breathe. Another powerful spell appeared in his mind.
Demonic Element Black Magic, Doomsday Calamity!
This was a powerful black magic that Elwyn had found in the Room of Responsive Requests. He had just finished researching and learning it recently.
The wand in his hand did not stop moving. When he chanted the last syllable of the spell, green circles began to appear on the ground. These circles formed by magic power rapidly expanded outwards. Inside the circles were bubbles, and it was obvious that they were highly toxic.
The Death Eaters around the circle dodged in a flurry, which greatly reduced their speed and made them even more panicked.
What was even more frightening was that when the flames and poisonous water collided, there was a loud explosion caused by the turbulence of magic power, forming a terrifying impact.
Blood-red fog swirled around, filling the air with an eerie aura amidst the terror and despair.
Elwyn nodded. It seemed like he could use the Spell of Fire and Doomsday Calamity together, and the effects would be shocking.
In this terrifying scene, he began to look for Nagini, preparing to take this opportunity to destroy this giant snake.
The two powerful black spells had almost depleted Elwyn's mana, but their effects were very obvious.
Under the effects of these two black spells, the Death Eaters, who were caught off guard, were completely routed and had completely lost their will to fight.
At this moment, these powerful dark Magi no longer had any thoughts of attacking Elwyn. They only wanted to escape.
In their eyes, Elwyn had become a demonic god. Even though this boy who had just transformed from a little girl was dressed very comically, no one dared to look down on him anymore. Many even thought of submitting to him.
The Death Eaters covered their heads and fled, while the cunning ones like Lucius Malfoy turned into a phantom and left this dangerous place.
The others loudly begged for help from Lord Voldemort. They believed that Lord Voldemort was stronger.
This was the truth. Lord Voldemort might have been able to easily deal with Elwyn's magic, but he could not care about anything else at the moment.
When his Curse of Massacre clashed with Harry's Curse of Disarm, something unexpected happened.
The light from the spell turned an unprecedented gold, and the wand in his hand trembled, refusing to obey his will.
Completely caught off guard, Harry felt his feet leave the ground. He and Lord Voldemort were both rising into the air.
The two wands were still connected by the flickering golden thread. They spun in mid-air, watching everything that was happening below them.
They saw Elwyn cast two powerful black spells. Caught off guard, the Death Eaters suffered heavy losses. Some died, some appeared in a phantom, and many more fled in a panic from the flames and the poisonous green water on the ground.
"A bunch of useless fools!"
Lord Voldemort wanted to order his Death Eaters to calm down and organize a counterattack, instead of crawling around like ants on a hot pan. They were defeated by a thirteen-year-old Magus. Before he could shout, the golden thread connecting him and Harry suddenly cracked!
However, the two wands were still tightly connected, and thousands of arcs of light appeared above Harry and Lord Voldemort.
The arcs of light intertwined around them, and finally formed a domed golden net, a cage made of light.
Strangely, the shouting outside had died down. Only Harry and Lord Voldemort were inside the cage.
Harry saw Lord Voldemort's red eyes widen in shock. He was obviously shocked by the scene before him, and was trying his best to break the threads of light connecting the two wands.
Harry gripped the wands tightly with both hands, and the golden threads were still connected.
Suddenly, a celestial melody sounded in the air. It came from every single thread of light in the vibrating light net around Harry and Lord Voldemort.
Harry recognized it, even though he had only heard it once before.
It was the song of the phoenix, the voice of Fox the Phoenix!
The voice reminded him of Dumbledore, almost like a friend speaking in his ear.
"Don't break the connection!"
"I know!" Harry said to the music. "I know I can't."
But just as he thought of this, the difficulty of maintaining the connection suddenly increased.
His wand vibrated even more violently, and the golden threads connecting him and Lord Voldemort also changed, as if large pearls of light were sliding along the threads.
Harry felt the wand in his hand tremble, and the pearls of light began to slowly slide towards him!
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