Conqueror Of All 107 Avada Kedavra!

"I don't want to join the ugly dark wizards..." Perona muttered as she gazed at the dark wizards hatefully.

"Me neither..." Shirahoshi's voice was rather silent, but they could still hear her without any problems.

Robin thought of something before giving a reply to Izan. "As Shirahoshi and Perona said, I don't think we should 'join' the Voldemort as he will most likely disregard you and us as no one important. But I don't think we should join the Resistance either, from our previous experience, these kinds of groups are mainly made up from hypocrites that thinks that they know best and should be the leaders of the world."

"I can't disagree with Robin at that point." Nojiko shrugged without caring much, she still remembers the 'Revolutionary' in her own world.

"Master, none of that matters to me. I don't care what we will be doing, but I will happily follow you anywhere." Defying spoke in a rather serious tone with an indifferent expression on her face.

The only thing Jiutian did was to gaze at Izan with a carefree expression and calm-looking eyes. Her standing was clear, that she only wanted to follow Izan and nothing else mattered to her.

Izan gave a nod before let out a small smile. "I know what to do then." He then turned around towards the two groups of wizards before narrowing her eyes. "Those that are gazing at me with those reproachful eyes..." Izan saw that all of the 'dark wizards' were gazing at him with a cold and hateful eye, and there was even one of the 'elites' of the resistance too. "Will die without mercy..."

And at those words, two dozen arrows were released from Hanc.o.c.k's bow and pierced through their hearts. All of the Dark wizards died and even a 17-year-old youth of the Resistance fell to the ground with a hole through his heart.

Hermione couldn't believe her shock. "W-Why did you kill him?!" She asked in a rather loud voice, she couldn't believe that someone killed one of their members.

"Little girl, you should behave yourself..." A cold voice entered Hermione's ears as she felt something sharp on her neck. A shadow appeared behind her and transformed into Robin. "As my husband said, none will survive after having gazed at him like that. Even if he doesn't act, one of us will..."

Robin and the others were rather protective of Izan, just the same as Izan was very protective of his wives. None of them would accept others disrespecting their family, and those who did only had one fate – death!

"You should be happy that we didn't kill all of you." Nojiko stepped forward while gazing at the remaining young wizards. "We don't care at all of the Voldemort guy, or about the Resistance you are in. Because in our eyes, you are all weaklings that doesn't deserve our time. Therefore, my tip is that you should be glad and happy that we didn't kill you and the others."

"Now leave and don't interrupt our arrival." Izan started walking towards the 'castle' in front of him. "We will be staying here for a while, if your leader wants to meet us, let that person know that we are here. But warn him of this one thing, his life will be in danger if he has any schemes." Izan wasn't too fond of others scheming against him. It wasn't like that Izan was only brawn and no brain, far from it, Izan could plan and guess most things without any trouble, but he wouldn't scheme against others unless it was needed.

And it was at that moment that a dark figure appeared high up in the sky. "Leaving already...?" As the voice sounded out, a dark aura appeared in the surrounding area. The person that arrived was tall, pale, bald, his veins were showing on his face and it seemed like that he didn't have a noise. "It seems like that it was you who killed my subordinates..."

"Voldemort!" Hermione couldn't help but to yell when she saw Voldemort appearing. Voldemort was a nightmare for most people throughout the whole world, his powers are nearing the legendary ranks and he has lots of subordinates that all uses dark spells.

Voldemort barely gave a glance to the young elites of the Resistance, his eyes was rather glued on Izan and the females around him that was wearing almost the same coloured clothes – red and black. "I have never heard or seen any of you – who are you guys?" Voldemort's voice turned rather cold. He didn't like people interfering his plans.

"So, this is the so-called dark lord?" Izan wasn't impressed at all, he had fought against Im, their battle shook the heavens and earth, seeing someone like Voldemort was disappointing for him at this time. But even so, he could sense that Voldemort was about at the same strength of what he can show off right now, yet that didn't mean that Voldemort would have a chance to defeat him. Because there was no chance for Voldemort in killing Izan when he could use his scythe.

"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort raised his wand and yelled out a death curse towards Izan without any hesitation. A green light appeared out of his wand which was being sent towards Izan in a high speed.

Izan raised his eyebrows slightly before flickering his hand and grabbing his scythe before clashing it against the 'spell'. Even if Izan didn't know any spells or magic, he was completely sure that he would be able to defend against any attacks with just his scythe.

*Crack!* The green light seemed to crack from its core and vanished like it never happened.

Voldemort, Hermione and the other Elites couldn't help but to stare at Izan in a daze and shock. They couldn't believe that someone was able to block Voldemort's death spell – Avada Kedavra with a weapon – a scythe nonetheless!