Chapter 747 Tom was kidnapped? The murderer is Voldemort!

In the bright light of the explosion, Wanda's chainsaw sword pierced into the crack of the Alien Queen, and powerful chaotic energy poured into the opponent's nerve center.

The alien queen let out a wail and fell heavily backwards.

The collapse of the entire cave began to intensify. Chloe was held by Quicksilver and used super speed to constantly avoid the falling building rubble.

"This place is about to collapse, we have to get out of here!"

Star-Lord saw Wanda eliminate the Queen and destroy the cave at the same time, and he shouted to everyone in the falling building.

at the same time.

Raven, Fleur, Harry and Mark also arrived here.

Bruce looked at Wanda in shock, who had defeated the Alien Queen.

He promised Peter to act as the hostage rescued by Raven this time, with the purpose of studying the alien monsters born here. Unexpectedly, the alien's nest now seems to be destroyed by Wanda.

Fortunately, he had captured a few aliens before and locked them up in the secure underground space of the bat cave, otherwise he would have been worried that his trip would have been in vain.

Bruce was wearing the Batman uniform at this time, and he fired bullets from the gun in his hand, killing the alien that pounced on him nearby.

The bat darts were fired continuously, killing the nearby monsters one by one.

"Quick! Get out of here!"

Bruce shouted to everyone while fighting the alien monster.

Mark picked up Ginny, and used his power armor to block the dust and rock fragments falling from above. At the same time, he bombarded the nearby monsters with his one-handed bolter and ran in front to clear the way for others.

Harry held Hermione in his arms and ran through the tunnel as if it were flat ground.

The power armor gave him great endurance and strength, allowing him to run easily while holding Hermione.

He is now somewhat fond of this set of power armor which has multiple functions and can give him a strong sense of security.

Harry planned to save up money to buy one from Mr. Peter after the competition.

I just don't know how expensive this thing is.

Harry suspected that even if he took out all the gold Galleons left to him by his parents, it might not be enough.

Tom and Wanda, who stayed at the end, kept eliminating the alien monsters that were chasing them.

Tom's power sword was stuck in the vertebrae of the alien monster that was rushing towards him, and the sparks bursting from the joints of the power armor evaporated the acid blood into green mist.

After the power sword killed the alien, he caught a glimpse of Wanda's crimson figure not far away.

Wanda released chaos magic, crushing several nearby aliens into bloody mud.

The fluorescent moss on the cave ceiling flickered on and off, flashing like millions of dying fireflies.

Tom quickly retracted his gaze and his shoulder armor flicked open the micro-missile compartment.

Three bullets engraved with bullets drilled into the cracks in the rock and blew to pieces the alien eggs that were about to break out of their cocoons.

At the same time, the power armor mask showed that there was a life signal approaching in the rear channel, and the value was several times that of an ordinary alien.

Tom turned around suddenly and a mutant appeared from the void.

A black glow floated on the mutant's exoskeleton, and the acid spewed from its mouthparts seemed to be more corrosive.

Tom's expression remained unchanged, and his power sword pierced through the throat of the alien that pounced on him.

At the same time, a fatal curse was shot at the mutant alien.

After forcing the mutant alien back, Tom shot out a fierce fire spell from his wand, and the flames rolled away instantly.

As Tom continued his attack, a portal suddenly opened behind him.

Tom didn't notice him behind him and was suddenly pulled into the portal.

Wanda saw this and wanted to remind him, but she was one step too late. She could only watch Tom being pulled away by the portal that suddenly appeared.

"Do not!!"

With a "whoosh", Tom was teleported to an unfamiliar area.

He opened his eyes and saw himself standing in a desolate wilderness.

There was fog all around, and a strange atmosphere was swirling inside.

Tom, somewhat confused, stood up and looked around.

How did I get teleported to this place? Was it a test set by my father?

Tom thought to himself as he walked forward cautiously.

"Tom!"

A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Hearing the sound, Tom turned around suddenly and raised the wand in the direction of the sound.

But I didn't expect the other party to be faster.

The man in a dark robe and cloak stretched out his wand towards him. "Swoosh!"

The ropes formed by black energy bound him instantly.

The man in the cloak instantly used magic to conjure up ropes and tied Tom tightly, tying him from the neck to the ankles one by one.

Tom was shocked and heard the sound of rapid and light breathing coming from inside the hood.

Tom did not struggle. He looked at the other person's outstretched hand and saw that the other person was missing a finger. He immediately knew who the other person was - Wormtail.

Wormtail escapes from Azkaban!"Wormtail, is that you?!"

But Wormtail made no answer to Tom.

He had already finished tying the rope, but he still didn't dare to relax and pointed his wand at Tom cautiously.

He knew that as the son of Peter Patrick, Tom had powerful magical abilities and was now wearing power armor, which was far beyond his ability to resist.

At this time, Wormtail's fingers trembled uncontrollably, and he used magic to create knots.

Wormtail breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that Tom seemed unable to move.

Then he hurried away without saying a word.

Tom, who maintained a calm expression, had roughly guessed who was waiting for him here.

He turned his gaze and looked around.

The next second, he seemed to hear a sound at his feet. Looking down, he found a big snake swimming on the grass and swimming towards him.

Behind the snake, a dark shadow gradually walked towards him.

When the other party walked not far in front of him, the shadow, who was bathed in darkness, lifted his hood and revealed his true face.

The other person's face was paler than a skull, his eyes were red, his nose was flat like a snake's, and his nostrils were two thin slits.

Tom had a slight surprise on his face when he saw Voldemort, or his other self, appear in front of him.

Voldemort turned his eyes away from Tom.

His hands were like great pale spiders, his long, pale fingers stroking his chest.

The pair of red eyes appeared brighter in the darkness, and the pupils were two slits, like a cat's eyes.

The big snake swam back at some point and circled around Tom, hissing.

Voldemort then thrust his unusually long fingers into a pocket on his shirt and pulled out a wand.

He stroked his wand gently once, then raised it and pointed it at Wormtail, picked him up from the ground, and threw him near Tom, leaving him lying there crying.

After doing all this, Voldemort turned his bright red eyes to Tom and let out a cold and sharp laugh.

"Tom Padrick, we finally meet."

He hissed softly, "Or rather, I finally saw myself."

Voldemort laughed as he spoke, and he paced back and forth, glancing around. The snake was still circling the grass.

"We are one, you can't deny it, remember? Our mother was a wizard who lived in a desolate village similar to this one. She fell in love with him, but when she told him who she was, he abandoned her. Our father didn't like magic."

"He left her and returned to his Muggle parents before we were born. Our mother died giving birth to us, and we grew up in a Muggle orphanage."

"After that, we vowed to find him... and get revenge on him."

He continued to pace up and down, his red eyes darting from head to toe over Tom's body.

Tom frowned and looked at him. "I think you got one thing wrong. We are different. My father is not the man you are talking about. My father is Peter Padrick."

"Really? Tom, don't lie to yourself. You are me, you are Tom Riddle. You are me in the past, the me who lived in an orphanage in the past. It's just that something unexpected happened in the past timeline, and you were adopted by Peter Padrick."

Voldemort sneered, "You think you can change your past? No, because you have this face. Dumbledore knows, Peter Padrick knows, and everyone knows that you are the Tom Riddle of the past."

"You have read that diary, and you must have written down your ambitions in it, 'We are descendants of Salazar Slytherin, my bloodline is so noble! Muggles and wizards must bow down at the feet of the respected descendants of Salazar Slytherin, tsk... pure-blooded wizards are noble, mudbloods... are not worthy of being called wizards, and receive magical education'. These words are what we once said."

Voldemort reached out his hand toward Tom.

"We are the same person, Tom. You are me and I am you. We can join forces and make everyone crawl at our feet."

Tom looked at him coldly, a hint of sarcasm appearing on his handsome pale face.

But he quickly hid his emotions and asked the other party: "Why are you here? This is the venue for the Triwizard Tournament chosen by my father. This does not belong to the Hogwarts world. How did you do it?"

"And those alien monsters, how did you avoid being chased by them?"

Voldemort shook his head. "It's a long story, but before that, I need to call my loyal men over!"

As he spoke, countless dark shadows walked out from the darkness.

All of them wore black robes to cover their faces.

"These are my friends and men. I admit that I miscalculated. My spell was blocked by that woman's foolish sacrifice and rebounded back to me. Ah... The pain is beyond everything, my friends. Nothing can resist it. I was stripped of my body. I am worse than a ghost, worse than the humblest wandering spirit... But I am still alive."

"What I am, I still don't know. I have gone further on the road to immortality than anyone else. You know my goal - to conquer death."

(End of this chapter)