amaotonovel Chapter 443 I am the King
Chapter 443 I am the King
Chapter 443 I am the King
The Unforgivable Curse?
Eredin rolled his eyes, wanting to look at Voldemort, wanting to see what kind of expression he had on his face now.
Voldemort explained: "The Imperius Curse is to make a person completely loyal to me."
Eredin couldn't see Voldemort, he was too close to him, his eyes rolled, and his eyes fell back on the navigator.He still stood quietly, motionless, with his usual expression.
No wonder he betrayed himself in such a short period of time.
It turned out to be magic.
Manipulating people's hearts can also ensure the self-awareness of the manipulated.
Voldemort continued: "There are three Unforgivable Curses. Shall I introduce you to the remaining two?"
Words are interrogative sentences.
But he flicked his wand, aimed at the navigator, and said the spell happily: "Crucio!"
The man fell down and lay on the ground in pain, twisted like a hemp rope, howling in pain, life would be worse than death.
The blood on his face disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Eredin's expression remained unchanged, he was not the kind of brat, it was impossible for him to feel fear just because he watched a torture.
A few seconds later, Voldemort withdrew his wand and caught Eredin's eyes.
He smiled, and continued: "The last one is my favorite spell, and it is also the most powerful spell."
"Death curse."
"Whoever gets hit, no matter where it hits the body, dies."
Eredin looked at the navigator.
Voldemort raised his wand high: "Avada Kedavra!"
A green light flashed.
The person who was still twitching on the ground suddenly became silent, and lay quietly on the ground, losing all vitality.
Aridin remained unmoved.
"I like the look in your eyes," Voldemort said softly, "but why don't you comment?"
As he spoke, he suddenly stopped and smiled slightly: "Oh, by the way, I forgot that your tongue was sealed by magic."
He flicked his wand.
The whole room is wrapped in magic.
At the same time, Eredin felt his tongue free again: "What do you want, Voldemort?"
The head can also turn, look up and look at him.
"Aredin, you are not qualified to sit on the king's seat." Voldemort said softly, looking at the chair he was sitting on.
Eredin sneered: "You want to enslave me?"
"No, don't say that." Voldemort shook his head, "I'm not that kind of cruel person."
"Friend, do you know this word?"
"I hope we can be friends."
Speaking of this, he waved his wand lightly, and Eredin's hand was raised uncontrollably, and the sleeves were rolled up until they stopped at the shoulder blades.
"I'll leave you as proof of my friend." Voldemort pointed his wand against his skin.
Eredin couldn't help but gasped.
The scorching pain invaded the whole arm, like a branding iron imprinted on it, and when he moved his head, a tattoo was imprinted on the skin, and the skull swallowed a snake, vividly, and when it caught his gaze, the snake even stuck out its tongue and said hello.
"Well, make a choice." Voldemort drew back his wand and said with a smile, "Be my friend, or..."
People are under the roof.
Eredin thought for a while, then nodded slowly: "I don't think we can be."
"Look into my eyes," interrupted Voldemort.
Eredin raised his head with difficulty, and the two looked at each other: "I am willing, Voldemort, to be your friend."
Voldemort shook his head: "No, you are not honest at all."
"I don't see any sincerity in your eyes."
Aridin didn't speak.
Voldemort raised his wand regretfully: "Too bad, it seems you don't want to be my friend."
Legilimency!
There was a white light in his eyes, which invaded Eredin's brain, flipping through his memory.
Copy and paste one by one into your own brain.
"What do you want to do?" Eredin asked. He felt his brain being invaded, and when he thought of the records about the "Forgetting Curse" in the magic book provided by Crouch, his tone was a little flustered.
Voldemort said nothing, just smiled at him.
Forget it all!
His memory was completely wiped.
fainted!
He slumped in a chair and passed out.
With a flick of his wand, one of his hairs was cut off and flew into his hand.
Voldemort took out a bottle of potion, put his hair in it, and it rolled and bubbled, turning into a dark ruby color, deep and pure.
He took a sip.
The taste is scorching like whiskey, stimulating the throat and stomach.
Aridin tastes good.
His body began to twist and deform, and in the blink of an eye, he completely changed into Eredin's appearance.
Voldemort glanced at the clothes on his body, and with a wave of his wand, the robes became exactly the same as the exquisite salute.
At this moment, he is the king of the wild hunt.
He held out his wand, and cast another incantation at Eredin.
Shrink quickly!
Unconscious, the former King of the Wild Hunt's body shrunk, blinking to the size of a thumb Voldemort took out a small bottle and stuffed him into it—now that he was reluctant to kill Eredin, the Polyjuice Potion still needed him.
There was another body on the ground.
Voldemort looked over.
Another glance at the door of the house that was sealed by magic.
Thinking, waving the wand, the corpse on the ground twisted and turned into another person, vaguely similar to his original appearance - the father who gave birth to him, with several wounds on his body, abdomen, chest, and the deadliest sword across his throat.
The furnishings in the room were flying around, pretending to be fighting.
Finally, he unlocked the magic.
bang-
The door was knocked open.
A group of wild hunting knights rushed in, and they realized something was wrong the moment the magic sealed the house.
"So impatient," Voldemort said in Aredin's tone.
The knights bowed their heads: "Lord Eredin."
"A thief, pretending to assassinate me." Voldemort said softly, "Take care of the corpse."
The knights responded.
Voldemort paused, and then continued: "Go and tell Gail, that ally is not trustworthy, he is a careerist with no skills, but there is a breakthrough in the research of Hoarfrost, and now I need manpower to attack that world."
"Hold in your hands the method to save us Aen-Air."
Gail is the leader of the elven king city of Ain-Air, a talented conductor, and the most trusted and respected person in Eredin.
He handles all the logistics of Wild Hunt.
The knights looked up in surprise and looked at Eredin.
It was the first time they heard that there was news that could solve Bai Shuang.
Voldemort waved his hand.
The knights quickly stepped back and took away the corpse.
After everyone left, Voldemort sat down in Eredin's place, spread his hands, and took a deep breath—is this the taste of kingship?
(End of this chapter)