Chapter 593 Standing in the Fire, Judging the Sinners!

After the magic power around Irina was sublimated and she was promoted to a demon king-level wizard, the power of the demon god that continuously provided her with magic power gradually stopped functioning.

But the magic power released by Irina did not decrease at all, but instead increased to a higher level.

More and more magic power is surrounding her like a spring. After being promoted to the Demon King level, she already possesses nearly infinite magic power. She no longer needs the assistance of the Demon God's authority.

"First that damn Roll, and then you, Lowell! What do you think of me? A stepping stone?!"

Looking at Irina who had been promoted to the Demon King level wizard, Voldemort roared angrily.

More than ten years ago, when Voldemort had not yet fallen, the entire British wizarding world would succumb to his wand. Countless wizards paid homage to him, and those filthy Muggles also trembled under his lustful power. , not daring to overstep in the slightest.

But what about now? !

First there was Lynn Rohr at the Battle of Little Hangleton Village, and then there was Irina Lowell in front of her.

They have never regarded themselves as invincible enemies. Instead, they will use the power of ordinary wizards to challenge themselves, the Dark Lord who once brought darkness to the British magical world, again and again!

If it were just that, Voldemort wouldn't be so angry, but in the process of challenging himself, these two little wizards actually advanced to the level of devil king wizards in the battle!

Isn't this just using him as a stepping stone? !

Voldemort only felt that he had been seriously insulted!

"Blood Sacrifice: The Dark Mark! The bones reappear!"

Voldemort roared, and he stabbed his wand into his chest, and wisps of blood were drawn out by the wand, followed by a burst of green light that scattered over the prophecy hall.

Seeing this scene, both Lin En and others in the distance, and Irina who was fighting Voldemort, all had solemn expressions on their faces.

The bloody dark mark!

This move again!

"Kill Harry Potter!" Voldemort roared loudly, his injuries gradually healing under the light of the bloody Dark Mark, "Crush the bones!"

The bloody black mark projected over the prophecy hall was like the setting sun at dusk, dyeing everyone's faces blood red.

This bloody black mark seems to be much more powerful than the one that bloomed over Little Hangleton Village a year ago.

Under the blood-colored Dark Mark, Harry and the others felt as if their bodies were covered with a sticky film of blood, which made their movements much slower.

Not only that, they also feel that their eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, making it increasingly difficult to concentrate.

"Damn it, this bloody black mark will affect our bodies and minds!"

Irwin cursed secretly, and he raised his hand to cast a protective spell.

It's a pity that all the protective spells can resist the attack of the curse, but they can't block the bloody light.

Dozens of meters away, the Death Eaters with the Dark Mark on their arms became much more excited under the illumination of the bloody Black Mark.

There seemed to be a bit of blood in the eyes of those Death Eaters, making them look more bloodthirsty and fearless.

One after another Cruciatus Curse and Avada Kedavra were emitted from the hands of the Death Eaters and shot in the direction of everyone.

Scrimgeour growled: "Protect the students!"

As Scrimgeour finished speaking, Moody, Tonks and the awakened Kingsley waved their wands and cast lethal spells at the Death Eaters.

Old Barty and the awakened Lupine waved their wands vigorously, using floating spells to pull the broken wooden frames in the distance, and slammed into the green light to intercept them.

"The soul is out of body!"

Sirius, who was standing not far from Linn, was waiting for an opportunity to make a sneak attack.

He used the Imperius Curse to control a Death Eater, and then controlled the Death Eater to cast life-killing curses at his companions, until those companions discovered the "ghost" and used the killing curse to Kill it.

"No," Irwin fired a palm thunder towards McNeil, but the other side dodged it. "We can't hold on any longer! This bloody black mark will affect our judgment. They want to evade our magic." It’s so easy to cast a spell!”

The three forces of the Ministry of Magic, the Order of the Phoenix, and the D.A. Army were originally at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, but the Red Dark Mark's weakening of them and the strengthening of the Death Eaters once again widened the gap between the two camps.

Under this situation, the possibility of everyone winning is infinitely close to zero!

"You...have you forgotten someone?"

A dull voice sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Harry and others. They were so frightened that they quickly raised their wands and pointed them at the figure.

However, after seeing the owner of the apparated figure, they finally breathed a sigh of relief and put down their wands.

Some people even relaxed completely, no longer worried about the Death Eaters in the distance, and just sat down on the ground to rest.

"Lynn, I almost forgot that you were here too."

Irwin wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled bitterly.

In the previous battle, Irwin almost drained the magic power from his body. In the previous battle, he was overdrafting his body and forcibly supporting it.

Lin En turned around and looked at the ten members of the D.A. Army who were all a little exhausted. He said softly: "You have done a good job. Leave the rest to me."

As Lin En finished speaking, purple flames suddenly ignited and spread out at lightning speed, turning into a huge line of fire, enveloping all the wizards on his side.

Under Lin En's control, these purple flames would not hurt them at all, but instead intercepted all the spells attacking them.

As for the Avada Kedavra curse that ignored energy defense, it was accurately intercepted by the forbidden magic fire that ignited out of thin air.

Even though these Death Eaters had the magic level equivalent to that of elite Aurors under the enhancement of the bloody Dark Mark, as long as they did not reach the level of Demon King, they were as vulnerable as ants in front of Lin En.

The power of the Avada Kedavra curse they cast was not even as powerful as a ray of green lightning from Voldemort's Avada Lightning Chain.

More and more purple myrtle fires ignited in the prophecy hall, and gradually spread towards the remaining twenty or so Death Eaters. The scorching heat distorted the air, and used the distorted air to distort the blood light that should have shone on these Death Eaters.

Standing in the flames, Lin En was like the god who controlled the world's fire, and imposed the most severe judgment on those sinners who disrespected heaven and earth.