Chapter 559: The Yellow Warlock and Lord Voldemort - Great Minds Think Alike! (I)
It was a graveyard.
Under the veil of the cold night, the fog crawled over the grassy land, clinging itself from one tombstone to the next.
Over the tombstones, marvelous sculptures stood like sentries, giving the entire place a queer charisma.
At the very middle of this eerie, silent graveyard, there was a long table with a black, mirror-like finish.
There was only one chair at one end of the table.
A tiny, black-robed figure sat there, letting out broken breaths that almost sounded like the hisses of a dying snake.
This was one of the strongest Mindscapes known to Contestants belonging to a storyline Character.
The Dark Lord — Lord Voldemort!!!
The weakened Dark Lord lifted his bloody, rotting hand and grabbed the edge of the table.
In front of him, hovering three inches above the table, were two yellow crystals.
Even though the Dark Lord had become weaker than his prime, his slitted eyes narrowed under the hood.