ALL NOVEL Chapter 19: Chapter 19: The Dark Army Rises
As the blinding beam of Doctor Mystic's magic collided with Voldemort's twisted form, the collision of light and darkness sent shockwaves through the very fabric of magic. Eamon stood tall, his form bathed in the Light of Valinor, his power unwavering as it clashed against Voldemort's insidious magic. But despite the purity of Eamon's magic, Voldemort's essence twisted and contorted in the magical maelstrom, warping into something darker—something far more terrifying.
In a moment of unimaginable darkness, Voldemort grinned, his eyes glowing with malicious joy. "You think you can defeat me with mere light, Eamon?" he hissed. "I have no need for this world. I will not fall so easily. I will rise again, stronger than ever."
And with that declaration, Voldemort summoned his dark army.
The air around him began to crackle with unnatural power, and a cold wind swept across the battlefield. From the swirling mists of dark magic, figures began to emerge—hundreds of powerful sorcerers and dark lords, twisted by dark forces and shaped by Voldemort's corrupt magic. They were beings of ancient, forbidden power, each one bearing the unmistakable signature of dark sorcery that rivaled even the most powerful wizards in history. Among them were figures like Grindelwald, Salazar Slytherin, and other long-dead dark wizards, now resurrected by Voldemort's infernal magic.
In total, Voldemort had summoned a thousand dark lords—each a terrifying, malevolent presence bent on domination. They were the embodiment of darkness, destruction, and chaos, and they flooded the battlefield with an overwhelming sense of despair. The very ground trembled as these mighty wizards gathered around their dark master, their magic pulsating with unrelenting fury.