Chapter 572： Before Dawn

As the flames slowly dissipated, the wizards of Los Santos on the ground floor gradually completed the transportation of materials and began to control the Ministry of Magic layer by layer from above.

At this time, the temperature in the Ministry of Magic was still very high. Fortunately, Arthur and the wizards of Los Santos were well prepared. Their combat uniforms were all attached with a special heat-blocking curse. If it doesn’t work, they can also manually use the anti-temperature curse. To protect yourself.

This device was added to the combat uniform at the beginning of the design. After all, their boss Mike is a master of flame curse, which means that the combat environment they will be in in the future will most likely have ultra-high temperature characteristics.

Although the overall structure of the Ministry of Magic resembles a building, the space inside it is actually quite huge, and it looks like an underground city.

Twenty wizards in Los Santos plus Arthur and others want to control such a behemoth, which is absolutely impossible in ordinary times.

But things are different now.

Under Mike's flame attack, now the entire Ministry of Magic has almost become a dead place.

All the wizards of Los Santos have to do is to enter these floors full of debris and falling ashes, carefully search for possible survivors, and clean up the few corpses that still have complete shapes.

This is not a difficult task. It is just very disgusting. Mike thinks he is incapable of doing it. Only those elite Luo Santo wizards who have been tempered by the battlefield and have lost the ability to empathize will deal with this. This kind of work is indifferent.

On the other hand, Paklow's life is not easy at the moment.

Supported by a man in a black robe, Parker panted heavily and walked tremblingly towards the Department of Mystery.

Now that the injuries in his body have been initially stabilized under the treatment under his men, there are more serious problems before them at this moment.

He and the silent people of the Department of Mysteries and the remaining Aurors in the trial are trapped in the Department of Mysteries, unable to escape.

And due to the impact of the Voldemort incident before, the number of Silents has now been greatly reduced, occupying only a small part of the troops under Pikelow.

This is a very bad thing, because trying to trigger the dangerous item hidden in the door that can never be opened in the Department of Mysteries requires the precise operation of the silent man and the sacrifice of a large number of lives.

In the case of insufficient numbers, they will not only be unable to draw the power out for their own use, but they may also suffer backlash.

The combat effectiveness of the Aurors who occupied most of them was generally not strong.

You must know that the court has always been the senior care department within the Ministry of Magic. The Aurors who can stay here are still old men with disabilities. It is absolutely idiotic to expect these people to be able to fight.

However, Parker did not expect them to stand up to stop Mike. For Parker, their only role in existence was to be eaten as a sacrifice by the containment objects in the Department of Mysteries, and then turned into power to strike Mike.

In fact, these are not big problems. With few people, there are few people. Weak combat effectiveness means weak combat effectiveness. Anyway, the enemies are now afraid to invade because of the power in the mysterious things. They have time to deal with the enemies.

But Chris's unanswered response made Paklow instinctively feel a little uneasy.

You must know that although it is a transnational transmission, and the transmission interface in the Ministry of Magic has been controlled by the enemy.

But relying on Chris' terrifying strength, if he wanted to come back, he would have already come back.

‘Mr. Flint, he shouldn’t be...’

Paklow thought so, and quickly shook his head, throwing all these bad thoughts out of his head.

Afterwards, he raised his head and stared at the gray light film on the top of everyone's head in a daze, his eyes filled with haze.

At the same time, Arthur and Franklin, who had completely controlled the Ministry of Magic, had gathered at Mike's side.

Arthur held a silver sword in his hands that was radiating soft light around him and handed it to Mike.

Suddenly Mike's eyes were full of smiles.

This is the holy sword that Mike had taken away by the Ministry of Magic. With it, Mike has the real possibility of killing Chris.

By now, their plan had been half successful, and the remaining half was naturally to eliminate the enemy boss of Chris Flint.

Of course, the battlefield for the decisive battle with Chris was not within the Ministry of Magic.

Mike wasn't that stupid yet, he still chose to fight Chris in the Ministry of Magic when he knew that there was an unknown power stored in the Department of Mysteries.

If Chris and the remnants of the Ministry of Magic who are still hiding in the Department of Mysteries unite, they will definitely suffer.

Moreover, the Ministry of Magic is the core of power in the entire wizarding world today, and Mike has no idea of ​​destroying it and changing the place of power.

If the battlefield is really chosen here, then the battle between the two legendary wizards is bound to turn this place into ruins, which Mike does not want to see.

After looking at everyone for a moment, Mike nodded in satisfaction.

He stretched out his hand and took out a teacup from the pocket of the Wuhen Stretching Curse that he carried and placed it in the center of the venue. Then he slowly said to everyone:

"Are you all ready?"

No one responded, but their firm eyes had already told Mike the answer.

Mike nodded again, and took the lead in urging the magic to reach out and touch the teacup on the ground.

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Paris France.

In this world-famous fashion capital, an extraordinary battle that can shock the jaws of witnesses is now being staged.

Numerous weird people wearing fancy clothes, or with a pair of plush ears or a tail sticking out of their trousers, are coming out of every corner of the city and rushing towards a young brunette in the city's central street.

Although they looked like bear kids walking around the street looking for people to blackmail the candy on Halloween, their attacks were fierce.

For example, those guys with strange costumes can shoot colorful beams with small wooden sticks in their hands.

At first passers-by thought it was fireworks, but the facts later proved them wrong, wrong.

The lethality was comparable to bombs, and the stray bullets that escaped alone took away dozens of passers-by watching the theater nearby.

There are also the stones thrown by giants, the bows and arrows shot by the harpy in the air, the explosions made by the fairies, the fangs and claws of vampires and werewolves...

All of this directly turned Central Avenue into a real battlefield.

It stands to reason that covered by such a powerful firepower, the besieged person should have already been reduced to ashes.

But the fact is just the opposite. 110 Literature

That brunette young man who was besieged by a crowd of monsters was a monster far more abnormal than those monsters!

Faced with an attack that hit him like a torrential rain, the brown-haired youth acted lightly.

I saw the wooden stick in his hand swinging again and again, and the air around it began to twist.

Then all the attacks towards him became distorted and deformed in this distorted air.

Those colorful beams and arrows are better to say, after all, they can't hurt their original owner.

But the monsters responsible for melee attacks are out of luck.

Under the action of that weird force, they were crushed into a pool of flesh before they even screamed.

This astonishing scene made the onlookers exclaimed, everyone felt that this was basically a suicide attack like moths to the fire.

In fact, unlike what the onlookers believed, although Chris, the brunette young man, seemed to be able to deal with it easily at this moment, like a **** of war, he was extremely anxious in his heart.

He had been in the French Ministry of Magic to negotiate with the French Minister of Magic about the invocation of Auror troops.

The other party didn't dare to refuse the request of his legendary wizard. The old woman minister who was said to be the newly appointed minister was humble like a mudblood in front of him.

This reaction was exactly the same as Chris had expected. Because of the fact that the other party was so acquainted, Chris gave up the idea of ​​doing something in the French Ministry of Magic, so as to show the other party a bit of force.

But at the most critical moment of the discussion, he received a message-the Ministry of Magic was attacked and returned quickly.

Chris, who received the news, was naturally anxious, and brought the French Aurors, who had just handed over command, to rush back to the country.

And from this moment on, things became magical.

First, I didn't know where countless inhuman intelligent creatures appeared to attack him, and then even the French Aurors he brought with him turned back and began to attack him, the temporary commander.

This caused Chris a headache.

Because although this group of guys is not strong enough, he can destroy it easily, but the number is outrageous. No matter how he kills, there will always be more people coming out from all directions to attack him without fear of death.

With the efforts of those inhuman intelligent creatures and the French Aurors, the fact now is that Chris was dragged in France and was unable to support the Ministry of Magic at all.

"what!"

A huge roar came from Chris's mouth.

Then a horrible pressure wave formed from his body and swayed towards the surroundings.

Facing the special pressure wave formed by air squeezing, everything around him turned into a pile of twisted and deformed debris, and even the road under his feet showed huge distortions.

With this pressure wave, Chris successfully cleared all enemies within 20 meters around him.

He stared at the inhuman intelligent creatures who were quickly gathering around him with a grim look, and his eyes had already turned scarlet.

Since he left the French Ministry of Magic, the brooch-like communicator pinned to his chest has been shaking.

Chris doesn't need to look at it to know that this must be Paklow asking for help.

But now, the annoying vibration stopped.

Chris wouldn't be naive to think that it was Paklow who had solved the intruder.

The most likely reason why Paklow would stop sending help messages is that the Ministry of Magic has been completely breached.

This caused the anger in Chris' heart to burst out uncontrollably.

"what!"

There was another burst of shouts, and a pressure wave that was larger than before suddenly appeared, directly crushing the inhuman intelligent creatures that had gathered again, and by the way, it also collapsed a nearby tall building.

At this moment, Mike and the others, who had been sent here through the transnational door key, were looking at the scene on Chris' side from the rooftop of a building in the distance.

Franklin, Benjamin and others were shocked after seeing the huge damage Chris caused. Even Arthur, who was second only to Mike in the Freemasonry, was no exception.

But Mike chuckled and shook his head.

Compared with the country, France is a very open country. In a sense, the French wizards pay less attention to blood than even the United States.

Just as the proud and elegant French people of later generations were gradually dyed from white to dark, the wizards on the land of France have also been eroded by foreign blood.

This change has advantages and disadvantages. Later generations of France relied on a large number of cheap foreign labor to quickly complete the economic recovery after World War II. Today's French wizarding community also relies on the inclusion of other races to make itself the world's most dynamic wizarding country.

In the eyes of the top officials of the French Ministry of Magic, this deal is undoubtedly made in blood.

Otherwise, the headmaster of Boothbarton would not have been served by a half-blood witch with the blood of a giant, which is extremely absurd in other countries.

And it is precisely because its country does not pay attention to blood lineage, or is open, so France does not strictly restrict the entry of wizards and even inhuman intelligent creatures from other countries like the current country.

As a result, those non-human intelligent creatures who have been blocked by the border management department of the Ministry of Magic can easily enter the neighboring country of this country.

This is another main reason why Mike chose France instead of the country as the battlefield.

Only here can Mike be assured of using all his power to deal with Chris!

Another important reason is No matter how much Mike makes here, he does not need to bear the consequences.

As it is now, Chris and the Inhumane Intelligence Corps fought in the center of Paris. The damage and Muggle sightings caused can be said to be too serious.

But Mike doesn't have to be responsible for this, because no one dares to hold him and Chris these two legendary wizards accountable. After all, this is a world where strength is respected.

In the end, the mud here still has to be wiped by the French Ministry of Magic.

Thinking of this, the expression on Mike's face gradually became serious.

He looked at the inhuman intelligent creatures in the distance who feared death and organized another attack that was no different from suicide. Then he turned his head and said to Arthur and the others behind him:

"Well, it's our turn to play. Please keep a safe distance for a while, know? You are all my best brothers. I don't want you to fall before dawn."

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