Naturally, Mike, who was far away in the country, didn't know about what happened in Mariejoia.

In fact, he continues to mobilize his troops until now, preparing for the next battle to encircle and suppress Voldemort.

This is not an easy task.

You must know that Mike's current stall is very large, and the only force he can directly control is dozens of elite wizards, and relying on just these few people is far from enough.

In this case, Mike needs to spend more time allocating all available power.

The first to receive the transfer order were the Los Santos Group combatants hidden in various terrorist groups. These people who were originally used as core members and trustees were quickly transferred out, and their departure also caused various problems in society.

As soon as the ** activities slowed down, even the Ministry of Magic breathed a sigh of relief. Although they did not understand what happened, this did not affect their efforts to publish morale-boosting articles such as "The Chaos Will Be Over" in the Daily Prophet.

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Mike and others all understood this with a smile. They knew very well that as long as they didn't want to, this matter would never end.

The second company to receive the transfer order was the Muggle army. Strictly speaking, this was not a transfer order, but a transaction.

Thanks to the last deal with the Muggle Prime Minister, both parties got a taste of the sweetness, so this time the other party directly sent many more mechanized troops than last time after receiving Mike's request for help, especially the number of snipers.

, this was specially requested by Mike. He found that in a battle with Voldemort of this level, ordinary heavy fire weapons are basically of no use. Only something that is 100% unexpected like a sniper can make a critical impact.

Always perform beyond expectations.

The Muggle Prime Minister agreed very much with this, but Mike knew very well that no matter what he said to him now, he would agree with it, because this was a transaction worth 10,000 gold galleons, and the Muggle Prime Minister would probably be speechless after he returned.

Nearly bursting with laughter!

In addition to these two families, Mike also borrowed a large number of combat wizards from the Foley family. This family provided complete friendly support, and Mike was very grateful for this.

And here, Mike's troops were finally assembled.

This time, he almost went out in force, using all the power he could use, just to destroy Voldemort!

During this period, Franklin also asked Mike, is it necessary to mobilize so many troops just for Voldemort? In order to mobilize troops to deal with him, they even slowed down their most important rebellion plan and owed the Foley family a large debt of gratitude!

But in the face of his inquiry, Mike didn't say anything. He just rolled up his sleeves and gave the kid a good beating.

There is no other reason. As his own confidant and a core member of the Los Santos Group, Franklin can ask such a stupid question. This is really embarrassing!

Anyone who has witnessed the actions of Dumbledore and Voldemort will understand how big the gap is between ordinary wizards and legendary wizards!

Just like 0 and 1, these two numbers seem to be only one level apart, but any adult understands that everything is difficult at the beginning. The same process goes from 0 to 1 for advanced legends, and from 1 in the future.

Going to 100 is just a quantitative change, but going from 0 to 1 is a process from scratch, which is a qualitative change!

Although Mike is very powerful now, if Dumbledore and Voldemort still retain the fighting power of their heyday, either of them can easily bury Mike and all his partners in the grave!

This is why Mike is so anxious to mobilize all his people to deal with Voldemort.

You must know that according to the information given by Kled, Voldemort is currently seriously injured.

Such Voldemort and Mike felt that he had a chance of winning, otherwise he would really have no chance until the opponent recovered his strength.

As for whether Kled's intelligence was wrong, Mike felt that this was not within the scope of his suspicion, because Kled himself should also know very well that if his intelligence was wrong, Mike's operation failed.

Then all that awaits him is death.

You know, Mike himself is not easy to mess with!

After all, this is still a world where personal strength is the first element. No matter how much rubbish there is, it is better than not being a real strong person.

It's a pity that although Mike is just one step away from being able to advance to Legend, he still can't make any progress. He still can't understand the hints Dumbledore once gave him!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to go to such trouble at this moment, it would be enough to just push everything aside!

"well!"

Thinking of this, Mike sighed heavily.

When Franklin and others beside him saw this, they also cast concerned glances.

They were in the troop transport field underneath the Magic Drink Factory. This spacious space in the plaza was already occupied by the battle wizards of the Los Santos Group and the troops borrowed from the Foley family.

As for the Muggle troops, they have already ambushed a base near the battle site in advance. As long as the frontal battle has begun, they can be dispatched to provide support at any time.

Not only that, this time Mike also prepared a large number of door keys connected to Avery's secret realm, so that the ants can also come to support.

Of course, the above two troops are just cannon fodder. The real main force against Voldemort is the group of fighting wizards in front of Mike now.

Although the number of these wizards on paper is not large, only a few hundred, but as the saying goes, hundreds of people form a group and thousands of people form a sea. The scene of such a large group of people gathering in such an underground space is still very spectacular. Standing on a high place

Mike and others couldn't even see these people at a glance.

With such a group of elite combat wizards all armed to the teeth, even wizards in the legendary realm would be unable to do anything against them in a short period of time, not to mention that Voldemort was now seriously injured.

Then coupled with the sharp knife combat power of Mike himself and Arthur, who are just a hair away from the legendary level of combat power, even the legendary wizard Mike can kill!

At this moment, Mike was extremely confident, looking down at the group of troops under him with his chest raised and his head raised, the pride in his chest almost bursting out.

Beside him, Benjamin and others were all in a similar state, and only Franklin was worried about being embarrassed, and he started to show off when he was so excited.

But this time, Mike didn't blame him. Facing such a huge army, how many people in this world can deal with it calmly?

Thinking of this, Mike smiled slightly and shouted loudly to the people below him:

"Let's go! This battle! Only victory is allowed! Failure is not allowed!"

"Yes, sir!"

…

But just when Mike issued the order to set off, Voldemort, who was far away in the village of Hallsands, felt a stinging pain in his eyebrows.

He instinctively raised his head and looked northeast.

But through the narrow window, he could only see a large locust tree dancing like a ghost in the night wind, and crows flying by from time to time.

"Are you suing the bird to death..."

Voldemort murmured softly, and unconsciously covered his left chest with his right hand.

There, there is now only a hole left where people can see the scene on the opposite side, and the heart that was supposed to be beating there has now disappeared.

"Cough cough cough!"

Voldemort suddenly began to cough violently, and along with his coughing, a large amount of black blood and internal organ fragments were coughed out of his body.

There was a sound of pots and pans clattering outside the room where Voldemort was, and Bellatrix rushed into the room with an anxious look on her face. She knelt down beside Voldemort and watched him cough.

The pool of black blood said with concern:

"Master! Your condition has worsened again! It's all my fault. I'm so useless. If I had Snape's potion skills, you would..."

Voldemort stretched out his hand to stop the other party from continuing.

"Stop it. Even if Severus is here, he can't heal my injury."

After hearing this, Bellatrix wanted to say something more, but then, Voldemort put his big, skinny, pale hand on the side of Bellatrix's face, rubbing it gently.

Bellatrix immediately stopped talking, she closed her eyes in intoxication, and slowly rubbed Voldemort's cold and biting hand like a coquettish kitten.

This period of time can be said to be the most comfortable time she has ever lived in her life. Although the glory of the past is no longer there, her beloved master finally has some of the gentleness of the past time. Not only does he treat him gently,

He would even touch the side of her face gently like this every day. If possible, she would even sacrifice everything in herself to live like this forever.

While Bellatrix was intoxicated, Voldemort's thoughts were drifting to a few months ago.

At that time, he had just wiped out the entire Death Eater army by Mike, so he naturally turned his attention to the Ministry of Magic.

In his opinion, the Ministry of Magic is the best place to recruit soldiers. As long as he can defeat the Ministry of Magic and become the new master of the Ministry of Magic by force, then there will be an inexhaustible supply of talents for him to command.

This should have been a very simple matter. After all, he had already confirmed that there were no legendary level wizards in the Ministry of Magic.

But just when he was attacking the Ministry of Magic, something unexpected happened.

At that time, the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, which specializes in researching and storing mysterious items, suddenly burst out with a power that made him feel frightened!

He was familiar with that power. It was the power that Harry Potter's mother, the Muggle witch, used to defeat him more than ten years ago. It was an ancient power that Dumbledore called *!

Merlin testified! Voldemort was almost desperate at that time!

Fortunately, the conditions for releasing this ancient forbidden curse are extremely harsh. Last time, Harry's mother sacrificed her life and soul to defeat Voldemort. But this time, the Ministry of Magic chose to sacrifice the entire Department of Mysteries.

Members’ lives!

But just like the nature of the entire world, no matter how many there are, no miscellaneous ants can defeat a truly strong person. Similarly, although there are dozens of members in the Department of Mysteries, the power they gain from consuming their lives is not as powerful as Harry's mother.

half of!

In the end, they could only barely penetrate Voldemort's heart and seriously injured him, but they did not leave Voldemort behind.

Based on this incident, Voldemort felt that his fortune had turned. After all, if the Ministry of Magic had been more decisive and sacrificed the entire Auror force, he might have died on the spot.

Instead of like this now, as long as you give him some time, he can recover from his injuries and come back again.

But the fact is that Voldemort's luck has never gotten better.

Because he had just escaped from the Ministry of Magic when he encountered another pair of men who came to hunt him down.

Voldemort was also familiar with these people, because they all wore different wooden animal masks, and the styles of the masks were almost exactly the same as those he had seen during the resurrection ceremony!

Of course, this is all secondary.

The most important thing is that this group of people are much stronger than the most elite Aurors in the Ministry of Magic. Normally Voldemort would definitely tear them all into pieces, but now he is injured and can only run away!

At least Voldemort was confident in himself when it came to running away. After all, he had set a record of running away for eleven years without being discovered.

But the weird thing is that those masked men seem to have some means of tracking him. No matter where he escapes, they can always find him!

This made Voldemort's injuries not only unrelieved, but even began to worsen!

'Damn you guys! If it weren't for you...'

Thinking like this, Voldemort's expression began to become ferocious, and the strength in his hands involuntarily increased.

In the end, Bellatrix's gentle humming sound woke Voldemort up.

He looked at Bellatrix with a confused expression, only to realize that the other person's face had been completely distorted by his grasp, and the sharp nails on his fingers had already been deeply embedded into the other person's flesh, scarlet.

The blood dripped freely from Bellatrix's snow-white skin, falling to the ground like a constant drip.

But Bellatrix was holding back the pain, and the expression on her face not only showed no pain at all, but even showed some enjoyment.

"Bo!"

There was a strange sound, Voldemort pulled away his hand, and Bellatrix collapsed to the ground as if she was relieved, gasping for air.

Looking at the other party's twisted face, Voldemort lowered his head, but did not apologize.

The Dark Lord would never apologize, and Voldemort's arrogant self-esteem would not allow him to apologize to a servant.

Bellatrix obviously understood this. She just took a short rest and leaned against Voldemort again, gently rubbing her good half of her face.

Voldemort also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. He gently stroked Bellatrix's hair, looked up at the sky, and said softly after a while:
Chapter completed!