The flickering light of the fallen candle and the peculiar light of magic intertwined, piercing the twisted vines, and in the dim light, the red and white liquid ticking and falling sounded, and it was very clear to the ears of everyone in the room that had been silent for a while.

Allen, who had just deliberately untied the shield and was about to surprise the other party, looked a little surprised at the moment - he originally planned to surprise the other party, but even he didn't expect that the other party's magic backlash was so serious.

The reason why black magic is called black magic is not for nothing, it is extremely powerful, the injury is almost irreversible, and it can almost make the best doctor in St. Mungo say that it is hopeless and wait for death, just like a fierce fire, just like George lost his ear due to Snape's accidental injury, just like the spell used by this guy in front of him.

However, Alan didn't feel any sadness, that is, he was a little surprised that the other party died more completely, so he quickly put away this surprise and turned to look seriously at the group of guys who were completely scared.

It wasn't watermelon or anything that exploded at close range, but someone who was eating hot pot and singing with them a moment ago, even if the dark wizard often did some terrifying experiments, there would never be such a terrifying situation - in the narrow shield, there was not even a place to hide, and those viscous liquids with body temperature poured everyone's face in the dim light...

"Ah!!!h

A scream rang out, and the shield that glowed faintly shattered in an instant—it's strong to defend together, but the presence of a pig teammate in one of them means that all the work done was lost.

At the moment when the shield broke, the vines and roots on the ground rolled up wildly, and countless spiky vines frantically pumped towards the wizard who had lost all defenses, and then entangled with other vines, strangled with enough power to deform steel, without even a trace of resistance, the vines directly strangled in.

Wizards are already fragile, first-class wizards can easily destroy a street, but a spell can make this wizard never get up again - since everyone is an opponent and given a chance, then there is no need to think about keeping your hands or anything.

For the person who wants his own life, Alan thinks that it is better to send the other party to die as soon as possible, if he is not afraid that he will not be able to control his greed for killing, at this moment the other party even has to lie in the soul lamp - Alan shook his head, snapped his fingers, and the vine that was about to be completely strangled into it stopped directly, and rolled out a wizard who was in the innermost part who was vaguely relying on the magic props on his body.

"Well, you don't have anyone else, do you?"

Alan spoke calmly, as if he was saying hello about what the weather was like today.

"Let me go, let me go!" a mournful voice rang out, as if the other party had no idea of Alan's problem at all - until the vine tightened again.

"No, no, we're the last-" With a screaming voice, he answered Alan's question almost without any doubts, and made Alan, who was fiddling with cards, nod, well, it's true, it seems that there is no trouble ahead.

Compared with divining one's own affairs, divination is much simpler and more accurate when spoken in person.

"Well, okay, thanks-" Alan nodded, the vines curled, and then everything fell silent.