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It's a pity that in addition to those hired guys, there are two people who know the true strength of the other party.

With Allen's palm slamming to the ground, the seeds that had previously spread out began to grow wildly in the barren desert, building a huge web.

At the end of the net, near the bunker, a dozen half-man-tall flowers of strange shapes sprang up, and then quickly bore fruit - the fruit was neither sweet nor palatable, but something like a sharp needle, which disappeared in an instant after a slight explosion, and by the time they appeared the next time, they had already appeared on the huge figure that had been revealed after the explosion.

That's right—even with the explosion so violently, nothing was wrong with that figure.

Although Alan and the others successfully carried out an ambush, they missed one thing - that is, Voldemort relied on his body to absorb a large amount of sand when he carried sand, and this sand absorbed by magic became the most natural shield at this moment.

In fact, it was the penetrating magic of the three Aurors that really did the damage - which is why the Aurors were able to stand at the forefront of the resistance to the dark arts.

The wet sand didn't cause much smoke, and after the explosion, the group easily saw the target that the spikes of the plant summoned by Eren had pierced deep into - it was a creature made of huge sand nearly five meters high, and the long spikes had blown him into a hedgehog-like species at the moment.

However, the scene was not laughable at all - especially when a layer of sand fell, and the spikes fell off along with the falling sand, and then another layer of sand rolled up on the ground and automatically replenished the giant unidentified creature.

Alan could even hear the three Aurors behind him swallowing spittle, and the African mercenary wizard on the other side let out a few exclamations - it was obvious that the behemoth in front of them was more powerful than they could have imagined - and the attack they had just made didn't even break that layer of armor!

It's a pity that Allen's attack just now was not so easy to catch, with Allen's spell swinging, centered on the spikes that fell to the ground, the huge plant net that Allen had summoned earlier quickly withered, and at the same time, the area covered by those spikes began to rush out with spiked vines, these thick vines quickly derived from the feet of the sand giant incarnated by Voldemort, the speed was incredible, and a huge net was formed on Voldemort's body when a group of people were still in a daze.

"What are you stunned about? attack!" Alan shouted as he kept the network growing.

As Alan's words fell, Anne, who had been prepared for a long time, threw Tibbers high, and with a burst of fire in the air, Tiebs, who was ten meters high, smashed into Voldemort who was fixed there.

With Tiebs's bear paw slapping, the wizards who came in groups made their own attacks, for fear of burning the vines that trapped the magical creature, the African mages did not use their kind of fire magic to attack together, with the rhythmic sound of their fingers, hundreds of spears appeared behind them, and then pierced directly at the target - with the spears stabbing down, clusters of green areas appeared in the place where they were attacked, and it was obvious that the attack of those spears was highly poisonous.

It's a pity that Alan can't wait to slap them on the head at this moment - this group of people is unreliable, how can people made of sand kill them with poison?

But he soon found that he needed to apologize, and with the increase in spears, the green color covered Voldemort's entire body, and then Alan felt that his vines had been powerfully replenished—he had just misjudged, and those spears were not poisonous, but cursed—and that the life force was drawn to make the freshest plants grow in the person under the spell, complementing his vines.

It's a pity that he is doing his best to maintain this confinement net now, otherwise he would definitely give a thumbs up to these people, and he will play!

On the other side, the three Aurors from the United States were not to be outdone, and they reissued the penetrating spell, and this time struck the magical creature in the head - a point for a normal creature.

This attack did not penetrate the target's head, but went deep for a while before completely dissipating - obviously the idea of killing with one blow is not unreliable.

However, the effect of this attack was obvious - the creature that the mercenary considered a magical creature let out a cry of pain, and he desperately began to tear the vines from his body, but it was clear that Allen's full defense was not something he could break free from with brute force.

"Go on!

In fact, even Alan wouldn't let go of his prey so easily even if he didn't call those people, and this time even the group of African wizards aimed their attacks at the head - even if it was far away, due to its size, the head was still an obvious target.

As the attack ended, Voldemort's struggle intensified, and then a tremendous force was transmitted from the body, and Alan immediately shouted, "Stop attacking, all on the defensive!"

After shouting these words, Alan immediately grabbed Anne next to him - a flame shield immediately appeared on Anne's body to block the two, and then a purple shield appeared on Allen's body to cover the two firmly.

The people present were all old fritters, and there would not be such a situation where the defense would be dead after attacking, and when Eren shouted the words stop attacking, they immediately hugged each other, and the defensive shield floated from their bodies.

Then, not long before everyone was ready, a huge explosion was heard, and yellow sand rose all over the sky.

To be precise, the sky exploded through the yellow sand - each grain of sand full of magic power was as powerful as a normal attack spell issued by an adult wizard under the huge bonus of the explosion, and the consequences of this power combined with the sheer amount of sand can be imagined.

With the huge sandstorm falling, the tightly clinging shield on Allen's body was finally put away - after finding that the sand could not be blocked by a shield at all, he released the shield several times in a row, until the shield was almost out of space to release.

Putting down Anne, whose face had turned red from saving space and holding her breath, Alan looked at the battlefield - a mess.

So, is Voldemort dead?