Chapter 260: Twelve in the morning

On the eve of the Great War, the town of Misty was shrouded in a tense atmosphere. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

A week ago, the Magical Guild received news from God that Satan's men would lead demons to attack the wizarding world, and then attack the Muggle world as the wizards called it, in order to control all of Europe and spread the flames of hell.

Magicians from Great Britain and other European countries came to Mist Town one after another for a week, and there were no less than a thousand magicians stationed in the town at this time, and all of them were elites in the wizarding world.

However, even so, there is no certainty of victory!

Because since the First World War, and especially in the Second World War, there have been as many as 40 million deaths in the European theater, and the souls of these people after their deaths are all concentrated in hell and used by Satan.

After decades of preparation, Satan has used these spirits to build a vast army of demons, which will emerge from the gates of hell outside Misty in the early hours of tonight!

In the room on the second floor of the tavern, the battle was staged in advance, and Li Wenyuan and Zhang Qiu finally ended up in a tie after several rounds of competition.

"I didn't expect you to be quite powerful!" Zhang Qiu was naked, lying on Li Wenyuan's stretched arm, and said jokingly.

"That's half my usual level!" Li Wenyuan rested his head on his other arm, the corners of his mouth curved, and said easily.

"Not bragging?"

"There's no need for that."

"Huh. If it weren't for the approaching battle, I'd really like to verify it! ā€

At this time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the time for the demons to pour out of the gates of hell was a little closer.

Li Wenyuan was lying on the bed, and he also felt nervous in his heart.

The wrestle with Zhang Qiu just now was not an emotional indulgence, but a pre-war emotional relaxation.

Because no one knows how big this demon army really is, and whether it will be buried here?

"Where's the invisibility cloak that the president gave you?" Zhang Qiu asked.

"In my bag." Li Wenyuan said.

"You're talking about the storage bag?"

"Hmm."

"Actually, you don't have to be involved in this battle with the demons. Put on your cloak of invisibility and it's still too late to go, and no one will blame you, because you don't belong here. I think that's what the president meant by giving you the cloak of invisibility. ā€

"Really? Then I can't go. ā€

Li Wenyuan smiled confidently and said, "I can't let them down, and you...... Trust in me! ā€

"Okay."

Zhang Qiu turned around, his expression became extremely serious, and said: "I have seen evil spirits before, before that, I always thought that Voldemort was the most terrifying existence in the world, and then I found out that I was wrong!" ā€

"Those demons are unconscious, they only obey the orders of their leader!"

Li Wenyuan couldn't imagine the appearance of evil ghosts, but he also knew that being unconscious was a terrible thing, which was tantamount to being fearless and not caring about paying any price.

As for the defenders composed of magicians, although all of them have prepared for the worst, because of their conscious existence, they still have a fear of death in their hearts and are always affected by it.

"Angel ......"

Li Wenyuan thought of what Zhang Qiu had said to himself before, and asked, "You said that God sent an angel to deliver the news a week ago, so why didn't God send an angel to help resist the attack of the evil spirits?" ā€

"The number of angels is getting dwindling! And in the last few years, several archangels have been killed in battle. Zhang Qiu said, "There is more than one entrance to hell, in the early hours of this morning, three other gates of hell guarded by angels will also be attacked at the same time, and this one we are defending may only be the lightest place to fight." ā€

Li Wenyuan took a deep breath, and he must admit that it was his nervousness.

This is the most tricky thing he has encountered since returning to the city!

Looking at Danhu Lake inside, there is enough aura in it, and the two ancient fierce beasts stand quietly, Li Wenyuan already has a clear understanding of his own situation, even if he uses half of the power of Danhu, it will not make the ancient fierce beasts move.

But he was still worried, because once these two ancient beasts from the East escaped from his body, no one knew what the consequences would be!

"So, it's too late for you to leave!" Zhang Qiu once again persuaded Li Wenyuan to leave.

"Huh." Li Wenyuan smiled and said, "Since I'm here, I don't plan to leave!" ā€

Yes, in Li Wenyuan's heart, there is no such thing as "retreat"!

Whether it was when he sealed the Ancient Beast, or now, he was fearless, even if it was at a terrible price!

He had already thought about it, and as a last resort, he would fight to the death, trigger the aura in Danhu, and explode!

"Sure enough, he is a man who likes people."

Zhang Qiu felt that he had not mistaken Li Wenyuan, stroked Li Wenyuan's chest, and smiled slightly.

The fog in Misty Town seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, and the tension that shrouded everyone's hearts gradually increased as the early morning approached.

After several battles, Li Wenyuan and Zhang Qiu felt a little tired, and with the effect of beer, they lay on the bed and fell asleep.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, a trumpet sounded in the misty town.

"It's already assembled!"

Zhang Qiu said to Li Wenyuan, who was also awakened by the sound, and then the two put on their clothes and left the room.

There was no one in the tavern anymore, including the bartender, who had gone to meet outside Misty Town after hearing the horn.

Li Wenyuan and Zhang Qiu also walked out of the tavern and went to the meeting place.

The fog was still heavy, and they were separated by a few meters, so they couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

Judging from the green light emitted from the tip of the magic wand, the number of magicians gathered together was as high as thousands, and at this scale, if all the magical powers were gathered together, the power would be very amazing!

However, no one dares to take it lightly, because they are facing evil spirits from hell!

Be quiet!

Terrifying silence!

As the clock ticked by, the situation changed, and the fog around it was dissipating little by little.

However, none of them took this as a good sign, and it made everyone feel more depressed.

Because, just a few hundred meters in front of them, there was a deep pit with a radius of 100 meters, and it went down the slope and gradually deepened in the shape of a funnel, which was the gate to hell!

Such a large entrance, but it is also the smallest of the four hell entrances!

"Dangdangdang......"

The clock in Mist Town struck twelve times, and it was especially loud in the open environment.

Twelve o'clock in the morning!

"Shhh...... Ha...... Hiss...... Ha ......"

The bell stops!

Then, a creepy voice was heard, coming from the entrance to hell!

"It's coming!"

Standing beside Li Wenyuan, Zhang Qiu's expression was solemn and he said in a low voice.

(To be continued.) )