Chapter 559: The Duel of Two Generations of Dark Lords! Voldemort retreats!!
Vida Rozier looked at the green light, her mood was surprisingly calm, she had no fear of death, only reluctance and apology to the chief.
She remembered that the leader had said that even if he died, he wanted to die in battle, rather than being killed by the neck in a humiliating manner.
But now she has killed the leader, and in her deep sleep she is ignorant and unconscious.
A dazzling green light flashed, and the destructive light rushed out of the window, attracting the Aurors and Saints who were fighting together below, making their faces change.
They didn't know what was happening in the castle, but they did know about the vision of the Death Curse
The Saints knew that there was Grindelwald and Vida Rozier on the tower, but neither of them was clearly the one who would use the Death Curse on the other, so there must be a third person above, which also indicated that the leader was in danger.
So the Saints no longer fought with the Aurors, but frantically rushed in the direction of the castle.
At the same time, on the tower of Newmengard, Voldemort looked uncertain, suddenly rose up to block the stone wall in front of Vader, turned his head to look at the old man who stood up trembling, gritted his teeth and said, "Grindelwald, when did you wake up?" "
Grindelwald gasped and said with a smile, "I found out as soon as you came, but I was caught off guard by Vader's herbs, so I lay on the ground for half a day, and now I am relieved." "
"Chief, you're awake!"
Vader said in surprise, she staggered to his side with all her strength, and cried out with guilt and remorse, "I'm sorry, chief, I did something wrong."
"Well, Vader, you'll talk about it later."
Grindelwald interrupted her confession and said with a dignified face, "Lend me your wand for me to use, without which I am not sure I can stand up to this Mr. Voldemort." "
Hearing this, Vader hurriedly took out a wand, handed it to Grindelwald, and said, "Chief, this is a wand you used at the beginning, I have always kept it, and it should be the best for you." "
"That's even better, your wand is walnut and really doesn't listen to other people's words."
Grindelwald smiled satisfactorily, and looked at the wand that once belonged to him with some nostalgia, "It's still the best use of your own wand, long time gone, old man." "
Voldemort's scarlet eyes looked at this scene, sneered and directly debunked: "Grindelwald, forcibly wake up from your slumber, it tastes bad." Even if you get the wand, how many layers of strength can you play? "
"And you've been imprisoned here for decades, so don't you forget all the spells." Now that you are no longer the proud Grindelwald of the past, just an old man who is slowly decaying and waiting to die, how can you resist me? "
"Chief…"
Vader looked at Grindelwald with concern.
"Don't worry, Vader."
Grindelwald shook his head, and he looked calmly at the confident Voldemort and said, "You're right, my body is really not that flexible now." But Voldemort, you may have forgotten that this fortress was built by me personally, and the runes inscribed on every brick and wall were designed by me to imprison those who opposed me. Although I am not your opponent now, as long as you are in this castle, your strength cannot be used. "
As he waved his wand, he hooked up the dense runes on the walls and said softly, "For greater good." "
As soon as the words fell, it was as if the key had been opened, and the whole castle trembled, as if it had been awakened, and made a dull sound.
Then, in Grindelwald's wand, the narrow prison quickly widened outwards, the hard stone wall quickly moved its position, the distance between Voldemort and Grindelwald quickly widened, and the space suddenly widened countless times and became an empty hall.
"Voldemort, do you still want to kill me in my castle?"
Grindelwald said with a smile.
With a wave of his wand, a thick stone wall moved toward Voldemort, constantly compressing the space where Voldemort was, trying to squeeze him into a meatloaf.
Seeing this, Voldemort snorted coldly and used a powerful Thunderbolt Explosion Spell to attack the wall, but only exploded a small opening.
"Voldemort, you don't have to waste your efforts, I hired dozens of top alchemists and hired hundreds of goblins to be able to imprison those rebels, and it took me three years to build this castle." Your magic can't break through these walls, on the contrary, it will absorb mana from the walls, and the more you use magic, the more the magic in your body will be absorbed. "
Grindelwald triumphantly said that the successful construction of Newmengard was something he was proud of.
Voldemort did not believe his words, and cast a series of powerful destruction spells, but only exploded some small holes, the walls did not damage much, and what made him more wary was that the magic in his body was really as Grindelwald said, and it quickly decreased as he used the magic.
He quickly stopped, his eyes cloudy as he looked at Grindelwald not far away. He now discovered that the castle as a whole was built according to the magic circle, and it also added alchemy and goblin crafts, which were specially used to imprison wizards, so the magic was very suppressed. Once magic is used in the castle, it quickly absorbs the wizard's magic unless he does not use magic.
But without magic, how can you defeat the other party?
Looking at the wall that was getting closer and closer, Voldemort looked at the phoenix in his hand again, and his eyes showed retreat.
Since he couldn't kill Grindelwald, there was no need for him to stay.
"Grindelwald, you'd better pray that you'll stay in Newmondgaard for the rest of your life, or you'll be dead when you get out of here!"
Voldemort grabbed the phoenix, swooped out of the windowsill, and under the eyes of the two men, like a bat, danced his robe and flew into the distance, then disappeared into mid-air as a puff of black smoke.
"Chief, why don't you stop him?" He still has a phoenix in his hand! "
Vader saw Voldemort leave and asked incomprehensibly, especially the phoenix, which they had sacrificed many of their companions to grab.
"Voldemort is very strong, even stronger than I was at my peak, and although with the help of Newmontard, he can't hurt me, but I can't help him."
Grindelwald shook his head and said.
Immediately a tired look appeared on his face, even the wand in his hand was almost unable to hold, gasping for breath against the wall, sighed and said, "And he was right just now, I felt the danger, so I forcibly broke free of the medicinal effect of the Sleeping God Herb, and now the magic in the body is in a disorderly outbreak, coupled with the weakness of the body, the formation that prompts Newmengard is already very reluctant." "