Novel & Cerita Is Grindelwald Stronger Than Voldemort

Vorenus joined in, pressing Vladimir even closer to the ground as Mitch attacked with a mixture of punches and slashes across the vampire's face. Growling angrily, and with a sudden burst of strength. Vladimir jacked Draco and threw him a few feet into the floor. He kicked out, catching Mitch in the stomach and sending him into the floor too. He turned and grabbed Vorenus's neck. "You traitor." He growled, his fist tightened about to break the neck until Enrique hit him from behind. "Isn't he supposed to be getting weaker because of the witches?" Draco asked, rolling over. "This is him, weak," Vorenus gasped in a hoarse voice.

“Are you sure I didn't…" He shook his head almost immediately. “No. You did not kill her. You were not even at your full strength to be able to kill her. Just like Daemon is the strongest werewolf and Wilder is the strongest vampire, Giselle is the strongest witch. Stronger than Ayana herself…" “So, all we have to do is just find Giselle, right?”

I corrected sternly, “Lumaris. This rock is made from the dust of the actual powers Fire and ice wolves have. It is the most powerful secret weapon we could ever need.” “Why? What is it used for?” I could excuse his ignorance. Werewolves and witches were nothing alike. They had been enemies from the dawn of time, it all dated back to the times before our father's fathers’ father. Thomas nor anyone else had any idea about spells and how they worked. “I can't cast a spell on Maya, even if I wanted to. I told you this before, if we had to kill her, she has to die physically– by our bare hands. Same with Alpha king Williams, they are just too strong.”

“A powerful witch I have long-standing scores with. We can’t stand each other, and we try to finish one another off at any possible chance. I haven’t heard anything about her for years. I even hoped she’d croaked somewhere in her swamp— but no, the bitch is alive.” “Is she… stronger than you?” I lift my eyes to the brunette, waiting for his answer. “Under the conditions we were in—yes. She’s equal in power to our king.” “And can Karadeylis kill her?” “In theory, yes. It’s… extremely complicated,” the mage sighs. “Sending that witch to the afterlife isn’t exactly easy,” he adds with an ambiguous tone. Suddenly, the rumble outside began to subside, and we heard only the heavy shifting of the g

Both suddenly looked like they wanted to continue the fight they didn't get to finish before. "Ooh, my bad, let's see how those flames get extinguished then." Draco grinned and suddenly he summoned six ice wolves out of nowhere. "Hahaha I am the strongest demon alive do you think you can defeat me?" Lucas teased. Upon seeing how powerful Draco was they couldn't meet up to his powers. Aside from the devil he was the strongest. Some mere werewolf can't just come and say he was stronger than him. "Then let's see who's stronger. You think I'm some mere werewolf huh? To burst your bubble I ain't? I am the Alpha king and I am here to conquer darkness." Draco fired.

The weight of his mother's death hung heavy on his mind, urging him to fight with all his might. With every attack, Tigreal felt his strength waning. Balmond's skills were formidable, and he had clearly honed them over the years. For a moment, doubt crept into Tigreal's mind. Was he strong enough to defeat his sworn enemy? Their battle was a symphony of primal fury, each wolf countering the other's moves with almost supernatural agility. Balmond's brute strength was matched by Tigreal's cunning and speed. As they fought, it was clear that they were evenly matched, neither willing to yield an inch.

Adam was fighting with all he had. He was backed up by the Supreme Witch, the strongest witch in the history of the world. But in front of Varca's uncanny power, neither of them could win. Adam was suffering the loss of stamina to cast his spells. Pegasus on the other hand was on par with Varca's agility and strength, never allowing him to belittle her in this battle. "Give me Kohl! He is mine to keep!" Varca said, trying to land an attack on Pegasus.

Zande chuckled. “So, what are you going to do?” asked Zande, Luka thought about it for a moment before he asked. “Which creature in the supernatural world is the most powerful of all?” now it was Zande’s turn to think. “I would say vampires but they too can be defeated by werewolves, then there are witches and warlocks. They are powerful but weak in strength and without their magic they would be reduced to nothing. Then there is my kind, strong and can fight well but slow. There is no supernatural that is more powerful than the other, except maybe…” Xavier looked at him expectantly.

The love that this family of four shared was beyond compare. A lot of people mocked Anthony Vischer for marrying only one woman when he could have as many as possible. At a time when wizards were utterly lazy, promiscuous and arrogant, there were a few who did not follow the trend. This included Anthony Vischer, Maguire Vane, Arturio Slanvinsky and some other patriarchs of the pure-blooded families. Everything about a wizard is intensified, and by implication, if a wizard is powerful, he is usually very powerful. If he is weak, he is a spineless individual with no hope of redemption.

“To hear Godwin tell it, fairy magic beats all.” “I’m sure that’s what he’d like you to believe, but a blend of fairy magic and elf magic can be a powerful thing,” my grandmother offered. “I’m not necessarily talking about the fairy magic. Although, you’ve enlightened me on that point, and I thank you. I’m referring to the vampirism. The longer you are a vampire, the stronger you are. He has a few hundred years of vampirism on me. He’ll always be stronger.”