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Luci looked at Voldemort and smirked.
He got his name from Ceil.
She was the best system he could ever hope for. His grandpa was really good to him.
Ceil could even find information through the magical network inside the magical world.
Nothing could hide from her at all.
[I can find any information that you need if it is inside this universe.]
[This universe is yours after all.]
His grandpa was the lord of multiverses, so it was understandable if he gave this universe to him.
But even though he knew it was his, that didn't mean he could do anything he liked with it.
He lacked the strength to alter the course of the universe.
Voldemort looked at him in disdain. He still thought that he was superior to him.
"Your mystic arts might be powerful, but I know they are very hard to control. You foolishly appeared before me. Now it is time for you to die, Avada Kedavra!"
Voldemort was cruel and unforgiving.
When he finished speaking, he raised his wand and cast the most cruel spell upon him.
His intent to kill was clear, and there was no room for negotiation or mercy.
Luci saw it coming, but he didn't try to avoid it.
He simply lifted his hand and the world around Voldemort shifted into something else entirely.
This was his version of the mirror dimension. It was less of a physical space and more of a mental realm, where Luci had complete control.
The blood red moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the twisted landscape.
Voldemort found himself on the cross, struggling to break free as Luci cackled in victory.
"This place is really nice. I can finally create it using both mystic arts and magic. What do you think about it? Isn't it beautiful?"
It was the same scene when Itachi used his mangekyou sharingan to trap Kakashi in the illusionary world.
"This is impossible. Mystic arts and magic like water and fire. It could not be mixed!"
"Who said I simply mixed them? If they were like water and fire, I just need to find the solution to it. Do you know that fire and water have the same origin?"
Voldemort didn't say anything, as he thought that Luci was an idiot. How could fire and water have the same origin?
"This is why education is important, Tom. You should always keep an open mind and be willing to learn new things, not try to be an edgy lord like this."
Luci grinned at him and taught him the basics of science.
Fire and water came from molecules.
"Magic and mystic arts are the same. They both have their own unique properties, but ultimately stem from the same fundamental principles of energy and matter."
Voldemort felt his head hurt when he had to listen to him deeper and deeper about something the witches and wizards had rejected for centuries.
"Stop! Shut up!"
Voldemort tried to break free from the cross, but it was useless. He was inside Luci's world, and nothing could help him.
"Well, how about I teach you some math?"
"You know that to calculate the area of a circle, you use the formula A = πr^2. It's all about understanding the relationships between different elements and applying logical reasoning,"
Luci said it with a smirk.
Voldemort's frustration grew as he realized he was trapped in a world where knowledge and logic were more powerful than his dark magic.
"Be obedient and learn to be a good boy, Tom."
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Outside Luci's personal dimension.
The death eaters were subdued by Harley. She had been waiting for this moment to unleash her violence.
"I won't smash all of your head into meat paste, so don't worry, you won't die from it, hehe!"
Harley added a new trick to her bat. It won't kill them, but it would give them so much pain.
Henreitta, Hermione, and all of the members of the Order of Phoenix looked at her in absolute horror.
They were really fortunate to have Luci around to control her. Otherwise, they might be the same as the death eaters.
Lucious was the first victim to be smashed on the head by her, and he questioned his life choice.
Draco was already among the order, as someone inside the order told them that he was actually a spy for them. So he avoided the fate of being smashed to a pulp by Harley Quinn.