Under the gaze of many family wizards, he could see that a small potion bottle cut an arc and shattered on the ground in the poisonous mist with a loud bang.

And then, with a burst of explosion like an open flame falling into dust, the strange flame like a fluid actually spread rapidly directly in the poisonous mist.

In the blink of an eye, everyone saw that the poisonous mist in front of them had completely turned into a large sea of bright blue flames, and the extremely dazzling light made people can't help but raise their hands to cover their eyes.

But what is puzzling is that those flames seem to be burning violently, and any space where the poisonous mist exists will inevitably not escape their encroachment. But wherever the flames passed, the grass, the bushes, and even the grasshoppers were all as alive as they had been at the beginning.

Looking at the sea of fire all the way to the other end of the poisonous fog and quickly burning away, all the wizards couldn't help but look at each other - what kind of flame was that, and it only took effect on the poisonous mist?

"Is this the magic flame that the head of the family made specifically for this poisonous mist? We just saw the head of the family fly over with the Flame Wyvern...... "One of the older family wizards couldn't help but be surprised, "It's really worthy of being the head of the family, and he was able to research a way to restrain this poisonous mist in such a short period of time...... But what kind of flame is this? ”

As he spoke, he tried to get closer, but was immediately stopped by another wizard.

"Don't go over," said the young man hurriedly, "I know this flask that releases magic flames, I've seen them in the black market of the British wizarding world before—this kind of magic flame only uses magic as fuel, and it is very attached, so you can't touch it casually!" ”

Listening to the family wizards behind him, they couldn't help but discuss the Mighty Fire Bottle, and the short-haired witch could actually understand everyone's feelings. After all, they had been studying the spreading poisonous fog for a long time, but they still couldn't find any way to crack it.

However, now is not the time to talk about that.

"The head of the house just said that this is a flask of fire, the work of Mr. McLean." She explained briefly, then continued, "Okay, let's not talk about that! We'll go back to the castle at once—the president of the Federation, Mr. Akinbad, is there, and we'd better go too. ”

When the other family wizards heard this, they immediately felt a little puzzled.

"That'...... What about the head of the house? Shouldn't we help the head of the house deal with that basilisk? ”

"The head of the house doesn't need help," said the short-haired witch with a decisive wave of her hand, "quite the opposite...... I don't know why the head of the house came here himself, but he must have preferred that we could go back and protect the young lady rather than let us stay and help! ”

Mr. Blois's concern for Willy was well known to everyone in the family, and when everyone heard it, they immediately understood the thoughts of the short-haired witch.

After a while, the wizards of the Blois Castle family immediately responded in unison:

"Yes! Keep Miss Safe! ”

……

"Huh?"

Just as the family wizards had apparitioned away from the foothills and headed back to the castle, Mr. Blois, who was waiting on the other side of the mist, turned his head a little to glance at it.

And then, he seemed to smile faintly with some relief.

Of these Blois family wizards, only a small half of them are actually surnamed Blois.

There is no way, even if it is the first wizard family in France with the inheritance of ancient wizards, it is impossible to select such a large number of powerful wizards just by their own members.

However, even those long-hired wizards with foreign surnames are quite loyal to the entire Blois family, and this is one of the great achievements of his head of the family.

"It seems that choosing Louise as this consul general was the right choice in the first place."

If there is any question of whether Nababajid Akinbad can be trusted, the answer is yes, given the decisions made by the other party up to the present day and the close relationship with Maka.

But for Mr. Blois, who valued his daughter's safety more than his own life, no amount of trust would make him leave the castle easily.

The reason why he came to the Monaco border in person this time was actually a decision he made after weighing the pros and cons many times.

And what is it that he is "measuring"...... One of them was naturally Akinbad, the president of the Federation, and the other was the ancient wizard Helpo.

Watching the bright blue flames stretch rapidly from afar, until this moment, the vast majority of the entire poisonous mist had turned into raging flames. Even because the burning was too violent, some of it had completely dissipated.

Blois seemed to think that the time was near, and when he spoke:

"Mr. Helbo, aren't you going to come out and see you?"

With the help of the sound amplification charm, Blois's voice echoed far away, echoing in the foothills. But after a few moments, he didn't get any response.

"Aren't you ready to come out yet?" Thinking of this, Bloidon warned, "If you don't show up again, this basilisk will have to go so far!" ”

After saying this, he didn't wait any longer, and waved his hand suddenly.

"Absorb the flames!"

It wasn't a spell, it was a command from Blois.

The next moment he gave his instructions, there was a sudden and tremendous change in the blue flames that were still burning.

I saw a huge flame vortex suddenly form from the middle of the sea of fire, and pulled the surrounding bright blue flames into it at an extremely fast speed, sucking it into the center of the fire vortex.

Only more than ten seconds had passed, and the orange-red flame dragon that Blois had brought with him at first had turned into a bubbling blue.

And in front of the flying dragon, the basilisk, which was still majestic, looked quite embarrassed at this time because of the continuous attachment and burning of the flame of the vial.

Under this long and long term, the latter is bound to be more auspicious and less auspicious.

"If you'd rather lose a basilisk than keep hiding, then you're welcome."

Thinking so secretly, he saw Blois suddenly wave his backhand, and saw the wyvern burning with blue flames rushing straight towards the basilisk. When it bypassed the snake's kiss and bit the basilisk's body, the latter seemed to be unable to resist the pain and rolled violently with a burning sound.

Unfortunately, as a pure flame polymer centered on the will of the summoner, one of the characteristics of the Flame Wyvern is that it is not afraid of hand-to-hand combat. If the master's mental power is strong enough, it is not a problem to repeatedly repair and be reborn.

In ancient times, wizards with mediocre bloodlines stood out in battles against many races of magical creatures with great talent by virtue of the two major research systems of summoning and rule magic.

Not to mention the difficulty of the rule runes, just by looking at the best of modern wizards who are proficient in Transfiguration, you can know the far-reaching influence of ancient summoning. Even though it has been lost to the vast majority of wizarding communities, the basic theory of summoning has survived with the changing times.

And just as the Flame Wyvern was biting the basilisk's body, leaving deep burns on its demon-resistant body, a figure finally appeared silently next to the two who were fighting.

"Click-"

Suddenly, the ground around the Flame Wyvern jerked out two arms, then stretched upwards and grabbed its neck firmly.

Although the blue flames on the wyvern's body were constantly scorching the palm formed by the condensation of earth and stone, it was even more trying to struggle, but it could not break free from it.

In the next moment, those two giant hands used a single force, and they actually tore off the neck of the Flame Wyvern.

"I guessed you must be there."

Blois was not surprised by this.

Seeing him raise his hand, the remnants of the Flame Wyvern suddenly turned into flames, slashing through the air in wisps, and gathered around him again.

"It's not hard to guess, is it?"

The one who showed his form next to the basilisk was undoubtedly Helbo.

But instead of looking at Mr. Blois, he glanced at the basilisk beside him. It can be seen that at this moment, there is already a terrible scar on the basilisk's body, but there is not even a trace of blood due to the burning of the high temperature.

Wounds...... Even a section of the spine in the depths was scorched.

"To be honest, I don't even know why I'm supposed to be happy. Or should you be annoyed? ”

As if talking to himself, Helbo didn't look back and said:

"I thought it would be the young man named McLean who came here, but I didn't expect it...... It's surprising that there are still several wizards who have inherited the spirit summoning technique in this era. ”

Blois only smiled.

While ancient magic is indeed incredibly powerful, modern spells are not necessarily weak.

There are always peaks and lows in the changes of the times, and only those who see this clearly will understand that the magic of the future will not be without the possibility of surpassing ancient magic.

I think that at the beginning, a generation of famous wizards Merlin saw this possibility.

Of course, in this time of low tide of magic, it may be too early to talk about this.

Blois directly ignored the second half of Helpo's sentence, and continued his first half:

"Actually, I also think it might be McKellen...... Of course, if I hadn't come. ”

Hearing him say this, Helbo turned around and glanced at him from afar.

"So, you're going to fight me instead of McLean? Unfortunately, I wouldn't mind discussing the mysteries of summoning with you, but ......"

As soon as he finished saying this, Bloidon knew that he had misestimated Helpo's thoughts. Seeing that he waved his hand, he wanted to command the Flame Wyvern to stop him, but he still couldn't catch up with the other party who categorically chose to leave.

I felt a sudden fluctuation in the space, and Helbo disappeared in place along with the injured basilisk.

“…… Let's wait for next time! ”

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