Chapter 11: A Completely Failed Wizard Experiment

Fake or something, of course, I'm most afraid of the real hammer - the other party's strength is obviously not at that level, but Alan simply praised the other party in order to analyze it more.

It looks crystal clear and colorful, but when you poke it, you know that it's just a soap bubble and not a diamond.

Especially the last flight of the other party, it invisibly raised the opponent's strength to a higher level in the minds of everyone.

But, obviously, if he ran to Anne to the death, the fun would be great—what if Anne didn't spare her hand for a while, and beat the other party to death with one move?

It's okay to shoot normally.,If Tibbs smashes it down.,Then this conjecture is very likely to be true.,It's still a trivial matter to give that respectable opponent at that time.,The point is that he probably doesn't have much face to mix in this team.。。。

At that time, the image of the genius Allen will fall directly to the bottom in everyone's minds - how powerful a person I am when I am that opponent, it turned out to be a parallel commodity that was solved by a little girl, which scared me.

Eh, by the way, since that guy is a parallel commodity himself, the guy named Allen who has been fighting with him for a long time is probably a kind of goods - I said how can he go out and take a little girl, it turns out that he has to be protected by others...

Cover your face - you can't explain this kind of thing.

I hope Anne will be more restrained at this time, and don't smash Tibbs out at will, what if she accidentally hurts someone?

Even if you can't hurt people by mistake and press those flowers and plants or something, it's not good - Alan loves peace and life in his heart at the moment, but it's a pity that life is a thing that often likes to work against people.

Just when Alan was eagerly expecting, in the face of the attacking opponent, Anne casually threw the bear - the puppet-like Tibbs began to expand rapidly in the air, the light blue flame burned slightly, and then expanded rapidly with the drastic change in its size, and then smashed down to the ground.

A circle of blue flames accompanied by Tiebs, who was three people tall, smashed into the air and left a very beautiful fireworks, and the originally hot weather instantly dropped the temperature under the effect of this blue flame, and everyone present felt as if the refrigerator was opened in the summer, and the wizard who tried to sneak attack was the first to bear the brunt, and a layer of shining ice crystals appeared on the surface of the smoke!

With the sound of a loud impact, Alan suddenly felt a heart-piercing sensation.

It's over - now he can already be sure that the other party is cold, both in a practical sense and in a physical sense.

Just as he was silently thinking that he was about to finish, a figure that he had not expected suddenly appeared on the field—a guy with a trace of ice ballast and constantly falling in the hot steam, and after a burst of steam, reappeared in front of everyone.

Moreover, the angle from which the other party appears now is very tricky - it is their base camp.

To be precise, it was the base camp where his own companions and the hostages were hiding, and it was obvious that the other party took advantage of this wave of attacks to run back to his own camp.

A look of surprise appeared on Allen's face - although Annie's attack was not used with all his strength, but there was nothing at all to release water like he did before, that is, the other party didn't think of escaping until he felt the power of Annie's attack without knowing Tibbs's damage, but he was still able to get out of Annie's attack freely?

What are you kidding - that parallel commodity actually has this strength?

He originally planned to chase after him, but since the other party has returned to his own people at this moment, then Alan has to worry about whether the other party will take action against those hostages, although Alan is not concerned about the life or death of those guys who resell illegal drugs and complete so many yin corpses, but since Mr. Auror and they care so much, he will not have a stiff fight with his friends over this matter - it is nothing more than a matter of the other party cooling down sooner or later, why bother?

And on the other side, seeing that the winner's heart bone came back, it also stabilized all of a sudden, for most people, although he was beaten down by one of the other party's before, but the strength he showed made the younger brothers extremely relieved, and it was easy to talk if they had the strength - as for the previous conditions, I'm sorry, the hostages are still in their hands, talk again!

The only flaxen-haired wizard with some brains came forward with a smile: "Boss Louis, you've worked hard, but isn't it too much for us to go against those Aurors like this - it's all surrounded here, and the brothers can't get out." ”

What he said was the truth - if the other party had obtained the consent of the Ministry of Magic or something, or if a wave of reinforcements had come to sneak attack and could control the Muggle casualties within a certain range, the Ministry of Magic would accept the news, after all, if the magic was beaten hard, there was not much difference between a soaked corpse and a hostage who had been killed.

Unfortunately, although this wizard had good intentions, he was completely using the wrong person.

What awaited him was a spell - a green vapor gushed out, hit him directly into his chest, and then gushed out with countless blood mist, and with the blood being carried out, his whole body quickly withered, forming a dry corpse, and then exploded with a boom.

With the appearance of the explosion, a small half of the hostages and most of the wizards present were directly caught off guard, and countless blood formed a large area of bright red blood mist full of the magic power of those wizards, which surrounded at high speed under the control of the other party, forming a blood-colored ribbon around him.

Control the blood? or control the fluids?

Or is it simply a supplement to your own mana?

Countless thoughts surged through Allen's mind - he didn't know what kind of ability the other party was using at the moment, and with the current intelligence, anything was possible.

However, what is certain is that the other party has completely broken away from the category of wizards - at this moment, the face hidden under the blood mist is distorted, even less than Voldemort's nostrils, the eyeballs have long been squeezed out, and countless large and small fresh wounds that appear because of the distortion are closed on the other party's face, and with the closure of the wounds, the fresh blood quickly merges with the blood mist around him, making the blood mist more flexible.

A normal wizard wouldn't make himself look like this anyway, and that's a sign of a complete loss of control - for a wizard, a runaway experiment means that the experiment has failed completely.

Even if Voldemort is not like a human or a ghost, he still maintains the basic human form and the ability to think logically, and in the other party's current performance, he can't see this ability at all, and what is left of the other party is only the instinct of a beast and the fighting ability of a wizard. 8)