When Beyer's form was completely present in the confinement room, the ultimate embodiment of order and evil, the cruelty of premeditated cunning, with their pure and varied vile aura, caused the Death Eaters in the hall to tremble uncontrollably after a brief moment of stupefience.

This is not due to fear of Bair's appearance, but rather a special ability of powerful demons, like dragons and dementors, the ability to induce fear in the hearts of creatures within a certain range of them - these powerful monsters can make many enemies shrink back in battle or even resist with this terrifying aura alone.

At this time, the Death Eaters in the room, such as Bellatrix and Rabastan, who were elite wizards, could barely suppress the panic in their hearts and only trembled slightly, while the likes of Gilderoy Lockhart were already overwhelmed by the terrible aura of death and evil that had enveloped Byer's body, and they collapsed to the ground and shivered—of course, the Dark Lord himself was completely unaffected, he just looked closely at the abyssal helldemon in front of him without saying a word.

It's just that Bellatrix, after hearing that his beloved master was sarcastically mocked by the devil in front of him, raised his brows, clenched his fists, overcame the fear in his heart, and forcibly raised his courage and yelled at Baier: "Bold! How dare you talk to the Dark Lord like this!"

Byer's eyes swept over the roaring Death Eater, and Bellatrix shuddered at the gaze, unable to tell whether it was fear or anger.

Baier took back the long sword full of lightning in his right hand and hung it on his waist, and then leaned over and stretched out a finger to let his fingernails touch the six-pointed star imprisoning circle of blood that was emitting silver light, and then the magic array was silver, and the venom dripping from the corner of Baier's mouth touched the circle and turned into black smoke and drifted away.

It seemed that after judging the strength of this magic array, Baier, who stood up, focused on Bellatrix with his eyes, but suddenly, the mysterious man's wand swung violently, and the evil aura full of all kinds of malice instantly burst out around the female Death Eater, and then dissipated, and the air was filled with a thick smell of sulfur.

Bellatrix glanced at his master gratefully, and suddenly - just when Baier looked at him, he actually launched an attack on himself in a state of confinement, and he didn't realize it, but fortunately his master was keenly aware of it and helped him resolve the crisis.

Voldemort withdrew his wand: "I thought the devils would be more polite." ”

"It's rude, Dark Lord, but I don't mean anything, I just want us to talk without being bothered by these little bugs. The reptilian pupils in Byer's flaming yellow eyes were fixed on Voldemort, and his voice was elegant and cold, in great contrast to his terrifying appearance at this time.

"Go out and wait. Voldemort's cold voice sounded, although he helped Bella defuse Byer's attack, but in a hurry to complete the transaction, he also felt that the presence of these subordinates was quite an eyesore, and the mysterious people thought that it was better for them to know the content of their deal with the devil, and many of the men in the hall were newly recruited and could not be trusted - although Voldemort himself did not trust anyone, so he did not want the transaction content to be leaked by them intentionally or unintentionally.

The Death Eaters, who were struggling to resist the Devil's fearful aura, saluted their master and began to retreat silently out the door—and the confinement of the Muggles, who had been paralyzed in place when the mysterious man had just chanted the incantation, had not yet disappeared, they had just remained completely unresponsive.

Lucius Malfoy struggled to control his thoughts with a blank face, the Dark Lord drove out all his men, and the paralyzed and demonic Muggles did not know how much they could hear and understand their conversation in this situation. I don't know how much success the assassination mission will be issued at the expense of the Dark Lord to spend so much manpower and material resources, and he doesn't know how much success rate there will be in the end, and he originally wanted to explore more details before reporting to Harris, but now the situation can only find an opportunity to send back a message to remind Alan Harris to pay attention to safety.

Gilderoy Lockhart followed Rabastan, and before he could leave the room, a bright white burst into his eyes, a woman with blonde hair, braids, and a blue dress, holding in her arms a small, fleshy-eyed Muggle girl, about three years old, with fleshy little hands covering her cheeks and froze.

"Poor Muggles. Gildero, not daring to delay, followed Rabastan out of the room and into the distance, turning again in the deep underground corridor, the entrance to which had been swallowed up in darkness.

In the hall, the mysterious man and the devil faced each other, and Bayer and other Voldemort's subordinates all exited the hall, "Lord Dark Lord, then, what do you want me to do for you?"

"Help me kill a wizard. Voldemort squinted viciously and demanded.

"666 Muggles. Bayer simply quoted the price.

"When you're done, I'll give you 777. Voldemort, who had no nose, twitched at the devil's surprised gaze and made an excuse for his anti-markup behavior in order to satisfy superstitious numbers, "As long as you are useful, I have always been generous." ”

"I guess you don't have to ask me to do it..."Byer shrugged, and instead of cutting back the price to satisfy his own superstitious numbers, he happily accepted the offer, "Who does the Dark Lord want to kill?"

"Alan Harris. Voldemort's voice was furious and vicious.

"Who?!" Hearing Alan's name, the flames in Bair's eyes churned, and after a moment of thought, he opened his mouth to reject the deal, "Doesn't Lord Dark Lord know that Eren and I have become close friends in the Wizarding Tournament?"

"I don't know who the devil can make friends with. Voldemort spread his hands in surprise as he pretended to be surprised, but his colleague, who was as red as a cat, stared into Byer's eyes, and began to judge the real reason for the other party's refusal.

"Lord Dark Lord, you misunderstood, you are racist, you are prejudiced against our devils..."Bair shrugged, "I have a lot of friends in your world, and many of them are still guests at my house..."

"Grand Duke Byer, in that case, I would like to exchange some of your magical knowledge of Bato's hell, such as the summoning spells that Alan Harris used in the previous Ministry of Magic war, I investigated, he only improved by leaps and bounds in this knowledge after meeting you in the wizarding tournament, maybe we can make friends too?" Voldemort made a deal again, and tried to use words to test whether the devil Baier, who was usually in Bato's hell, was aware of the battle of the Ministry of Magic, and had some scruples about Allen's strength before refusing on this ground.

"666 Muggles. Bayer simply quoted the price.

"That's not a problem. This time, the mysterious man just suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, but did not increase the price again.

"Lord Dark Lord, since I also have the intention of making friends with you, then I can remind you as a friend that the aura on you and your people is too chaotic and evil... Advocating a free style too much, so that we who are more disciplined are more repulsed, so even if you get the same magical knowledge of our devil as Ellen, even if the Dark Lord can forcibly learn and try to use it, but the power exerted is definitely far less than that of him, who is more in tune with our camp, and the things that are summoned may even plot some conspiracy against you... I'm sorry, but this is due to the exclusion of the rules of the plane, and the devils are used to doing things according to the rules..."Then, Bair unconsciously waved the flaming whip in his hand, "I think you should get along with the Tanari demons of the Abyss, maybe Lord Dark Lord you know, my Bronze Fortress is the first line of our devils fighting them, so maybe Lord Dark Lord will be more willing to use the magical knowledge of the demons that I have collected for a long time?"

When Voldemort heard this, he thought of the information that Bella had obtained from his previous adventure to summon Cerberus, even if it was such a low-level hellish creature, few of his subordinates could control it when they were fighting against their wills. If you change to the devil and summon them out of order to fight again, it may be more difficult and easier to be hated by the summoned devil. Although there is certainly nothing wrong with him, the group of Death Eaters under his command, especially those elite henchmen, are likely to encounter more serious casualties when they practice summoning higher-level devils. In this case, it is better to take the other party's suggestion.

Voldemort's face was expressionless, but his gaze quickly scanned Byer's eyes, as if trying to tell from one of them that he was lying, and finally the mystery man had no patience to maintain false etiquette, and he said domineeringly, "Prove it to me, it can match the magic you gave to that little cub." ”

"As you wish. Bair bowed exaggeratedly like a theatrical actor, and in his hand appeared a manuscript of a nearly a meter long and half a meter wide with a cover made of disorderly wriggling pieces of flesh.

Bair casually ripped a page from the book, the book trembled violently in its hand, let out a piercing scream, and drops of red blood flowed down from the pages, and the torn paper emitted black smoke and flew through the range of the confinement circle towards the mysterious man.

Voldemort felt the evil aura emanating from the paper, and after pondering for a while, Voldemort drew his wand and tried to summon the monster recorded on this document from the abyss to his world, which could only be regarded as a mid-level demon, using the Otherworldly Oath Bond.

Although much less powerful than Beyer's appearance, the aura contained in it is completely different from that of Bair's appearance, with all the ugliness, evil, and chaos combined, an aura of chaos and chaos dedicated to chaos and destruction to the extreme of brutality.

The creature looked like a nightmarish monster, with more than a hundred swollen orange arms of all shapes surrounding the fleshy core of its body obscured by powerful palms. The body has no structure other than a toothless mouth for feeding into the stomach cavity. Each arm carried a palm with different finger lengths, fat and thin, and long yellow claws on some of the fingers, and evil eyeballs blinking from the palms of each hand.

After a brief clash of wills, the Hundred Eyes Demon, with an average diameter of more than twenty feet and a strong sense of independence, showed obedience to the Dark Lord, and then, to the surprise of the mysterious man, the monster rolled towards the immobile Muggles like a giant tumbleweed, and the Muggles, who were powerless under the demon's trampling and crushing and arms grabbing, fell into pieces in a round, and then the monster used these pieces to throw more Muggles in all directions to kill more Muggles to vent their dissatisfaction。

Devil Byer scoffed at the demon's aimless destruction, "These dead Muggles won't be counted on my head until we make a deal. ”

"I didn't order it to attack. Voldemort stared coldly at the killing of his own summons.

"Lord Dark Lord, it's a demon, it's born like this, it won't attack you when it wins against you, but if you don't give an order, it will definitely attack others...."Bair shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands to make an innocent gesture, "It's a shame that this senseless waste is a pity...."

"Stop. Voldemort gave the order, and the monster immediately gave in and stopped motionless, and as the Devil Grand Duke just said, the use of demonic magic made the mysterious man feel much smoother than when he summoned the low-level devil Cerberus before, "The above record is a demon comparable to the deep hell purgatory?"

"Barlow Flame Demon. Bair flipped the bloody and slimy book to one of the pages, pointed to the monster on it and replied, "But because of the nature of the bottomless abyss, every time something is summoned, even if it is a type of demon, it is more or less different, maybe a little weaker, maybe a little stronger. ”

"Contract. Voldemort turned to the devil in the Prison Circle, and with a slight wave of his hand, the screaming page flew into his robe.