Volume 7: A World with Bad Consequences Chapter 490 Death and Resurrection
It was as if the whole world had stopped.
Jon's broken body was covered in blood, like a rag doll stained red.
But Voldemort's situation was undoubtedly more miserable.
There was not a single intact part on his body. His handsome face was now torn into pieces by the invisible sharp blade, with even bones exposed in some places!
At this moment, the root of the tail feather in John's hand had already sunk deeply into Voldemort's left eye socket!
“Ahhhh!!!”
After the extreme silence, there was a painful howl that seemed to tear the space apart !
Voldemort's entire body was shaking, and his eye that had been completely blinded spurted out a column of scarlet blood!
His body struggled hard, the pain was a hundred times more intense than the Cruciatus Curse, and it seemed like he was about to lose consciousness!
He tried to chant a spell incoherently, but he couldn't utter any spell at all. He could only make a continuous "woooo" sound, causing the surrounding black fog to gather and form a huge repulsive force, trying to blow Jon away!
But John kept pulling Voldemort's hair tightly, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to pull his scalp off!
John did not let go of the feather in his hand, but smashed it into Voldemort's head with even greater force, and then twisted it hard!
"You're not going to die!!!"
Blood mixed with some white stuff splashed onto his face, but Jon's eyes were still fixed on Voldemort on the ground, and he continued to smash down feathers until the tail feathers were broken in half!
The corpse on the ground was already motionless, leaving only one eye that had completely lost its life, still staring at Jon with a hideous look.
John was breathing heavily. He looked at Voldemort's bloody face and suddenly laughed silently.
"You are also a human being. If you are killed, you will die."
Then he stood up shakily, blood still dripping from his body. The wounds from the snake bites had begun to turn black, and Jon's vision began to blur.
But he still held on and didn't let himself pass out, because he knew it was not the time to relax.
Jon staggered to Dumbledore's side. Dumbledore had fainted at some point in time. He had his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, as if he had not yet determined who the final winner would be before he fainted.
The blood-stained hand grabbed Dumbledore's old hand, and Jon fell to the ground weakly.
He no longer had the strength to stand up, but the levitation spell on the ring was still effective.
Moving slowly towards the area outside the main hall with him and Dumbledore, John finally sensed that he had escaped from the range of the anti-Apparition magic. His breathing became weaker and weaker, and the light in front of his eyes became dimmer and dimmer. Just when his heart was about to stop beating, a faint, golden-red light began to spread from his body.
After wrapping up Dumbledore and themselves, the two figures completely disappeared in the Ministry of Magic.
The battlefield finally returned to silence.
Only the bloodstains all over the ground, the collapsed walls, the dense rubble pits and the corpse lying on the ground with half a feather stuck in its eye socket could prove what had happened here.
It was unknown how much time had passed , maybe ten minutes after Jon took Dumbledore away, or maybe half an hour later.
Dandy and other Death Eaters, who had been guarding on the floor below the main hall, finally couldn't help but come to the main hall trembling after not hearing any follow-up sounds.
Then they saw a scene before them that looked like it had been ravaged by a hurricane.
Just as Dandy and the other two people he brought with him were looking around in shock, one of them suddenly couldn't help but scream.
"You...look at this!"
Dandy turned his head and looked in the direction where the Death Eater was looking, and then his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinhole!
"Master... Master..."
He murmured, not daring to believe that the body lying on the ground was the person he had sworn to be loyal to for the rest of his life!
"Really the master!"
The Death Eater who first discovered Voldemort's body finally reacted, his teeth were chattering, and he couldn't help but exclaim!
"The master is dead...dead! Dumbledore wins!"
As soon as he blurted out this sentence, the same information also emerged in the minds of Dandy and another Death Eater!
They surrounded Voldemort's body and couldn't help but hold their breath!
As loyal followers of Voldemort, none of them had ever thought that such a powerful man might die.
Especially since he died in such a duel, his death was so miserable!
"What should I do...what should I do now?"
One of the Death Eaters raised his head and looked at the other two tremblingly.
But even Dandy, who usually had a clear mind, was at a loss at this moment.
Voldemort is their spiritual belief, and now that this belief has collapsed, what should they do?
Are you waiting to be liquidated by Wu Ping Line?
Or are they here to be buried with their master?
Dandy and his friends were at a loss as to what to do, and they didn't even know whether they should spread the news immediately.
Just as they were staring at the corpse in a daze, a black fog that appeared from nowhere suddenly enveloped the place!
All three Death Eaters were knocked to the ground by an unknown force.
The black mist was injected into Voldemort's broken body, and then a pale hand was raised.
He supported himself on the ground and slowly stood up. His originally tattered body began to heal, and even the torn cloth began to return to its original state.
As soon as he stood up completely, the pale hand grasped the broken tail feather and slowly pulled it out of his eye socket!
This scene completely stunned Dandy and the other two.
And just after Voldemort was resurrected, he just looked coldly at the three Death Eaters who were standing there in a daze, and then waved his hand.
The next moment, the pale green light enveloped the space again.
There was no wailing from the dead. They did not realize their death until the bodies fell to the ground, leaving only a muffled "thump" sound.
Voldemort looked even paler than before.
There was not much fluctuation in his eyes, but as , the corners of his cold mouth curled up slightly.
"Very good...Jon Green, you always exceed my expectations...but do you really think you can change anything?"
