"Huh...Voldemort? That kind of trash is worthy..." However, just when Sirius was wondering if Voldemort had obtained the Resurrection Stone, he heard Regulus sneer and directly classified Voldemort as a trash.
And looking at his expression, it doesn't look like he's faking it at all.
This made Sirius suddenly confused.
The master Regulus mentioned was not Voldemort? He even called Voldemort a waste?
From what Sirius knew about Death Eaters, this was simply impossible.
In other words, is his mysteriously resurrected brother really not working for Voldemort?
But if this is the case, who is the master in his mouth?
"But you are right about one thing. The good-for-nothing Voldemort is indeed not dead... To be precise, he is not dead yet. After all, he created a lot of Horcruxes back then. Although a few have been destroyed by my lord, But there are still quite a few left, and if they are not all destroyed, then they will indeed be like cockroaches and very difficult to die!" Just as Sirius's mind was in chaos, Regulus revealed another order to him. He was horrified by the news.
Voldemort is indeed still alive and has many Horcruxes to ensure that he will not die.
"Horcrux... why are you telling me this?" Sirius finally digested the information and asked Regulus with some doubts, "Or is it that the so-called master of yours actually wants to borrow mine?" Hand, to deal with Voldemort?"
"...Tsk, my dear brother, look at your half-dead state now, do you think you are worthy of my use?" Hearing Sirius's words, Regulus was speechless. Brother, where do you get your honeyed confidence from?
He dared to call Voldemort useless because after his resurrection, he received the teachings of John. Relying on his already extremely amazing talent, he had mastered the power of shadow and became the first shadow mage under John (that is, using the power of shadow). The mage is a non-player profession in the game. Many mage monsters in Twilight's Hammer and the Necromantic Cult are called this) - you must know that Regulus was also known as a genius back then, and his talent was so high. Even far superior to Sirius, Snape and other contemporaries.
Back then, his status among the Death Eaters was higher than Snape's.
If he hadn't died young trying to destroy Voldemort's Horcruxes, God knows what achievements he would have achieved while still alive.
According to John, although the current strength of Regulus cannot be said to be a sure win against Voldemort, there is absolutely no problem in escaping unscathed.
Even in a few years, when Regulus has mastered the power of shadow more and more, Voldemort will have no choice but to walk around when he sees him!
But what about Sirius?
In Regulus's view, any one of his subordinates in the Twilight's Hammer could make his brother say goodbye to the world.
But obviously Sirius didn't think so, and even thought he had been humiliated, so he immediately waved his wand, which was already on standby, in an attempt to subdue his arrogant brother.
However, facing Sirius, Regulus didn't even bother to take out his wand. The moment Sirius showed his intention to take action, he raised his right hand slightly, and a big hand made of shadow energy strangled Sirius' throat, making him unable to do anything. Unable to utter a single syllable, he instantly pulled him to his side, and then punched Sirius in the stomach with his backhand.
Sirius, who was severely injured, could not hold the wand steady, and could only hold it on the ground and vomit acid water - he rushed back in a hurry, he didn't even eat, and he couldn't vomit anything except acid water.
The spell used by Regulus is called Death Grip - a professional skill of the death knight in the game.
But in the real world, just like most of the holy light skills of priest knights, this skill can actually be used by both warlocks and shadow priests as long as they master the power of shadow proficiently - after all, the earliest death knight , which was formed by the soul of the dead warlock possessing the body of the dead knight.
It's just that ordinary warlocks and shadow priests will not use this skill, especially those with melee professions - because it is simply too long-lived.
But here in Regulus, there is obviously no such scruple.
One is that he has the body of a heroic spirit. Although the body of a heroic spirit is not very powerful without special power bonus, it is still much stronger than the body of an ordinary person.
The second is that Sirius is too weak now. Any homeless man on the street will be stronger than him now.
"Look, my dear brother, you are still so impulsive and irritable. It seems that ten years of living in Azkaban has not taught you to calm down. This is not good!" Regulus looked down at Sirius and sighed. : "If you were not my brother, you would be dead by now!"
Sirius wanted to say something, but the pain in his abdomen prevented him from saying anything.
"Hey, let's go, don't come back again. This time it's me. If it were my mother here, I might not be so easy to talk to!" Regulus sighed as he looked at his brother's miserable appearance.
And his words made Sirius, who was panting in pain, shrink his pupils even more.
"That woman...she was resurrected too?" Sirius struggled to ask.
This shows that he is deeply prejudiced against his own family, and he is not even willing to call Mrs. Black mother.
"Yes! If it were just me, I wouldn't mind you coming in and sitting there, but mother's temper... you know!" Regulus said.
Sirius was silent and didn't speak!
Regulus didn't say anything more to him, just sighed, then turned around and disappeared around the corner of the street.
After a long time, Sirius, who felt he had regained some strength, struggled to get up from the ground, picked up his wand, and staggered away from the street.
It's like it's never been there.
Perhaps, this place has never been his "home".
However, in the old house of the Black family that he could not see, Mrs. Black was standing at the window, quietly watching Sirius leave, with a trace of pity in her eyes.
After all, it is his own child, so how could he really have no feelings?
"Are you really not going to see him?" Regulus appeared behind her and asked.
"So what if he has met? No matter in the past, now or in the future, he does not belong here. To him, this place is just a cage. In this case, it is better to let him fly by himself!" Mrs. Black's voice was cold. road.
