"The mystery man disgusts me, even if you kill so many innocent Muggles, even children. Sirius's pale cheeks trembled with rage, and a green tendon on his forehead swelled, and several tendons on his face twitched with the tendons of his temples, and his whole body was as hard as a stone.

Sirius had personally experienced those dark years, knowing that the mysterious people and the Death Eaters were killing innocents indiscriminately, and even some of his cousins were involved, but the dense Muggle corpse in front of him refreshed his original cognition, the number of Muggles crowded around them was simply uncountable, originally Sirius didn't care too much about the safety of ordinary Muggles, seeing reports of disappearances or murders, he subconsciously thought that they were some meaningless numbers, and now he saw so many innocent Muggles killed, which made his scalp tingle, and the mysterious man was far more cruel and ruthless than he knew, wanton and reckless, indiscriminate killing of innocents.

Hermione trembled but not out of fear, seeing such a large number of Muggle corpses, she couldn't help but purse her lips tightly at this time, infinite sadness spread in the bottom of her heart, her fingers pinched into the palm of her hand, leaving a crescent-shaped fingerprint.

How pitiful these Muggles are, their lives are at the mercy of others, how sad it must be for their families to find no trace of them, every Muggle may be a broken family behind them, every Muggle may affect the nerves of their loved ones, how much sadness and despair this will bring to the world.

"Muggle life is so humble in the eyes of the mysterious man, and he wantonly deprives innocent Muggles of their fragile lives in a high-pressure manner, and they have no room to resist. Lowering her head and wiping the corners of her eyes, Hermione brushed the hair from the front of her eyes, and silently mourned in her heart with a trembling voice, even if they died.

Hearing Hermione and Sirius's words, Kreacher's large, fleshy, almost pig-like nose lifted upward, his eyebrows twitched upward, and his eyes turned slightly to the corners of his orbits, drawing out a face full of disdain and disdain, what is there to make a fuss about a loser and a mudblood, it is an honor for these slutty and filthy Muggles to be in the service of a great wizard- It was only when he realized that his good master, Young Master Regulus, had also been pulled into the water by these shitty things and turned into a corpse, Kreacher's eyes wandered over the pale faces, and the brave Young Master Regulus had to take him home.

Alan raised his chin, his expressionless face looked indifferent, and the eyes that looked at those Muggle Yin Corpses did not have much emotional fluctuations, as if he was completely unmoved, but under the robe, his hand rubbed lightly on the staff, in fact, he killed many more people in 1066 than the mysterious man in front of him, but the victims at that time were all adult males, not to mention all warrior invaders, and in the process, he also turned his head to deceive himself and diverted his gaze, but he didn't look at how the other party died and how it was absorbed, and now he saw so many innocent Muggle victims at such a close distance The bodies left in the worldIn fact, it also made him feel no longer at peace and ashamed - so he turned his attention away again, just like a veteran non-vegetarian animal protection enthusiast behaves when eating meat.

"They've surrounded us..."Sirius leaned against the stone basin, as an adult wizard and the elite of the Order of the Phoenix, he was the first to clench the wand in his hand, but his palms were full of fine beads of sweat - in his current state, it was difficult to deal with, not to mention, so many Yin corpses were far more than he originally imagined, these ghosts were constantly crawling ashore, it would be before they could be subdued, and most importantly, he still had to find the remains of his brother.

Sirius, who was in a hurry, gritted his teeth and raised his wand to attack, but after glancing at Allen, who had not reacted, he finally calmed down this time and yelled at him: "Whatever you plan to do, you'd better be faster." ”

As if hearing a signal, these death knights brought by Eren acted before Eren answered, Lynch strode forward, and all the death knights followed suit and walked towards the Yin corpses they were facing, the black metal armor collided and rubbed, the steps were uniform, full of oppression, and the sound of neat footsteps suppressed the noise of those Yin corpses.

The Death Knights wore Viking half-applied sphenoid face armor made of metal, and the exposed mouth of the face armor emitted an inexplicable cry, and they used their innate ability to attract low-level undead creatures as minions after becoming Death Knights, so that the uncontrollable Yin Corpses became obedient again- It's just that the Yin corpses are pouring in like a tidal wave, and there are too many of them, and the Death Knight's recruitment order has not yet had time to use some of the Yin corpses that have already approached, and the Yin corpses have stretched out their dry hands, trying to cross them and attack the wizards who are alive.

The stout death knights began to be surrounded by a terrifying, death-symbolizing aura, and instead of using the enchanted adamantite weapons they carried with them, they spread out their arms and used their covered giant palms and arms to push these Yin corpses away with brute force, but the Yin corpses that were soon pushed back were pushed back by a large wave of Yin corpses, like the tide on the beach that repeatedly pushed back and retreated— However, as more and more Yin corpses were controlled by the Death Knights, these controlled Yin corpses reversed course and pushed their original companions back into the wave of Yin corpses.

The controlled Yin Corpses protected the Death Knights in the middle layer by layer, and at first these Death Knights still needed to push by themselves, but later they no longer needed to do anything, and they could command these controlled Yin Corpses, so they controlled it more and more easily. In this repeated pushing, the Death Knights methodically controlled the rhythm and successfully stopped the Yin corpses that were originally fangs and claws, and the cold arms of the Yin Corpses were lowered, and the sunken cheeks of Bai Sensen were summoned to face the Death Knights, and the hollow and misty eyes stared at them.

It was only a matter of time before the scene was completely controlled, which made Sirius withdraw his wand and mutter, "Well, I have to say that necromancy can be quite useful sometimes... Your men are useful. ”

"There is no such thing as good or bad magic, it is human beings who are good or bad. Hermione's concept of magic has long been deeply influenced by Allen, "You use dark magic to do good things, you are still doing good things, but you are still doing bad things with the Patronus Charm, and there will be no change in the nature of magic itself, just be careful not to let them affect your brain." ”

"Lynch, good job..."Allen, satisfied that his subordinates had not embarrassed him, made Sirius feel the magic as well, and he touched his smooth chin, "Let the extra Yin corpses line up first, and you subdue the rest." ”

"I command you!!" Lynch shouted at the Yin Corps behind him, waving his huge fist and no longer able to participate in the front line.

As soon as the word "I" came out, the rustic Viking accent tone made his English sound with a strong dialect taste, and suddenly destroyed the previous majestic momentum, but with Lynch's order, the voice of the death knights' cries changed, more majestic and rhythmic.

The stiff bodies of the Yin Corpses, who had rushed to the front at the beginning and now turned into the last, walked towards the wizards in the center of the platform step by step like puppets being manipulated, one by one, approaching from three directions, gradually converging together and neatly arranging into a team.

But Allen's words that he wanted to continue to praise were choked in his throat by his subordinates' accents, and he coughed lightly and ordered directly: "When you go back, you must focus on the practice of speaking..."

"Medium!" replied a Death Knight with a beard on his chin resoundingly—and then he was kicked by Lynch, who was pushing away the corpse from the other side, and the Iron Boots slammed into the Death Knight's armor with a muffled thud, and the Death Knight staggered and nearly fell.

"You fool, I told you not to speak, I'll tell you!" Lynch, who has the strongest language talent and learns the language of modern communication the fastest among the death knights, knows that the accent problems of his fellow countrymen are much more serious than his own, and he also realizes that this will make his master unhappy, so he has long explained that they are not allowed to speak, but he didn't expect that this brain's brain was not very easy to use because he was beaten with a hammer before his death, and he forgot about his explanation without much growth after his death.

The contrast between the strong image and the voice, as well as the funny expression on Allen's face at the moment, made Hermione, who had been suppressing her emotions, laugh for a short time - although she felt that she really shouldn't laugh at other people's accents and began to bite the tip of her tongue and try to hold back, but as ancient people, their accents sound too earthy to modern British...

"Master, I'll teach them!" Lynch knew that the accents of these Death Knights still retained the earthy style of the era of thousands of years ago, and looked at Allen's appearance as if he was smiling but not smiling, and hurriedly said.

"You go on... Sirius, Hermione, let's take a look at the pendant first..."Allen's pale face was also a little red, his hand brushed over the stone basin, and the remaining bits of venom in the stone basin were all gone, and he immediately picked up the golden locket in the stone basin.