Neither Voldemort nor Bella ignored Lucius's actions. He just nodded to Lucius at ease as a response, but his actual attention was all focused on focusing on maintaining his life-saving spells and the heart of Vicna in his chest. The shriveled heart of Vicna is the hope of winning and counterattack.

However, compared with the vision that happened after installing the Eye of Vicna and the Hand of Vicna, this time it was as calm as if the heart really had no magic. Voldemort continued to release the vitality in Vicna's hand to maintain his life. This waiting every second was a torment, and he even tried hard to look down several times to see if there had been any changes in silence.

But as he leaned over for the last time, the Vic's heart in his chest suddenly fell from the hole and rolled to the ground.

Bella, who was not prepared for her feelings like Voldemort, still had a smile on her face, then she pounced forward reflexively and caught her heart. Looking at the withered heart without any sound, fear accumulated in her heart, but did not delay her attempt to stuff it back.

Voldemort, who had realized something was wrong, looked up with fear, and wanted to call his subordinates to put their original hearts back and use magic healing to give up the plan again.

But after his eyes were at the sight of him, he was no longer in sight. After a brief shock, Voldemort suddenly realized in horror who the traitor was in his subordinates - Lucius Malfoy, one of his most trusted subordinates in the past few years, had betrayed him.

At this time when life and death, Voldemort once again defeated the usual chaos. He thought clearly and understood that this was a trap from the beginning.

All information about Vicna artifacts, whether direct or indirect, is provided by Lucius Malfoy.

There is no doubt that the first two information is true, but the most deadly Heart of Vicna is a fake, and the planner behind this is undoubtedly the Alan Harris outside. He received a report from Lucius, the traitor, and learned that he was about to succeed. Then he came over so accurately at this time to put pressure on himself. The purpose is to make himself not have time to distinguish the true and false like the Eye of Vicna, so that he did not have the time to use Alecto Carlo to change his heart first...

Like Alan Harris, when driving Dumbledore away, he said that he had returned to ancient times and met the founder. It was almost a thousand years. In Voldemort's hairless head, he keenly matched the fake in front of him that had roughly verified his existence time. He also understood that Lucius had run out with his original heart and ran to find his new owner, Alan Harris...

Alan Harris was calculating me a thousand years ago? Alan Harris was calculating me a thousand years ago! Alan Harris was calculating me a thousand years ago...

Voldemort's hairless scalp began to numb, and his mind kept shouting this sound to himself. Under the influence of mental blows and the passing vitality at the wound, his tall body was shaking and unable to maintain his standing.

Bellatrix quickly resisted Voldemort with her body. She looked blankly at the master with a pale face, like a broken doll, as if she would completely lose her life at any time and a weak breath.

At this time, Voldemort was like catching a life-saving straw, and put his eyes on the witch's chest in front of him. He forced himself to use his prosthesis to maintain the life-saving spell, and his own left hand began to reach Bellatrix's chest, which was her heart position.

The daughter of the Black family, the daughter-in-law of the Lesterrange family, and the mistress of the Dark King showed horror. She was familiar with the Dark King and understood the master's plan to use her heart to prosper his life, but she did not intend to escape, so she helped him stay where he was, quietly waiting for the arrival of fate.

But suddenly, Bellatrix's acceptance expression became puzzled. While holding Voldemort, she looked at the black magic mark on her arm and the distorted face of her master.

"Master...Why did you notify me twice? Let me go to the United States and Bulgaria..." Bellatrick Lestrange, who was holding Voldemort, asked in a low voice.

"Master? Is the door not guarding?" Alecto Carlo asked loudly from the other side of the door.

"Watt?..." Voldemort, in Bellatrix's arms, asked effortlessly.

Outside the door, except for the altar that was almost intact protected by the life force sacrificed by the victims, whether it was the statue or the room itself, or even the two of the summoned demons and the three golems, they had already spread themselves into pieces on the floor.

Some places where monsters gathered before could even be said to have a layer of flesh and blood carpet covered the base plate again, and the demons made the whole room smell bad with corrosive blood.

Conversely, after Allen focused on saving hostages, the Death Eaters did not get much.

However, the Death Eaters' expressions that felt victory in their eyes because of delaying for so long became frightened. They held their arms, like headless flies, at a loss.

"The master has run away... has left?!!!"

"The action failed? The master went to Bulgaria!!!"

"Nonsense! Master let us go to the United States!!!"

...

Feeling the summons from the United States and Bulgaria, these Death Eaters shouted loudly, thinking that their master might have failed in action and became more and more panicked. Many people had directly activated the phantom movement and began to escape.

In the corner of the room, a figure flashed and began to rush towards the door of the secret room covered by iron armor. There was also a witch with long light golden hair holding a glass cover in the corner trying to stop him: "Rudolphus! Don't go in! Follow me!"

"Alecto! Let me in! Is Bella still inside?!!!" Rudolfs shouted at Alecto Carlo, but after finding that she began to directly make shields and cast flame reconciliation curse after she was stunned.

"Can the master fail?" Yaxley couldn't understand the current situation at all. He looked at the secret room where the master was in horror, and found that the door was filled with super iron armor and could not see clearly. So he began to shout to the blonde witch beside him, "Lucius! When did you come out? What was the master's situation? Why did he appear in two places at the same time?"

"The master has failed!" Lucius shouted anxiously, "Escape quickly!"

The final illusion was broken, and after the guess of the outcome of the action was confirmed by Lucius, the Death Eaters gasped. Snape looked at the colleague and friend in a gloomy expression, and then turned into black mist and disappeared in place.

After Snape's actions, including Yaxley, the remaining Death Eaters gave up on fighting and immediately chose to follow their masters to escape, and chose a direction at will and left - they all understood that if Allen came down from the altar, they would not be able to leave.

Secret room.

Bellatrix heard the shouts outside the cave and the questioning of her husband. Seeing the fire from the entrance and feeling the sound of fighting outside became smaller. She closed her eyes, but said firmly: "Master...you do it..."

Voldemort, who had already divided part of his attention and felt the hot summoning of his arm mark, seemed to have not heard it at all. He just felt that he had understood the other party's plan, and at this moment he felt that he really understood it again. He understood that his Horcrux had been resurrected at some point, and it was probably Alan Harris's handwriting. His anger, fear, and despair made him tremble all over.

And Voldemort's intact red eyes, because the capillaries in his eyes began to break under this emotion and the spell that maintained high intensity for too long. Voldemort's eyes, who had almost never cried since he was a child, had relied on himself to solve various problems, because the blood oozed out became bleeding and tears.

Then, after feeling more and more frustrated and frustrated Voldemort, after hearing the words "The master has failed" from Lucius outside, he could no longer maintain his spell and weight, and fell to Bella on the other hand.

Bellatrix only felt lighter and empty in his hands. The master who was half-wrunk and half-wrunk in her arms seemed to have no weight. She opened her eyes in panic. What she saw was the master who looked weaker than the state of a spirit body - only shadows and steam were left, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time. The mist-like expression was extremely distorted and sad.
Chapter completed!