When the four proud daughters of the Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who had escaped death, rode back to the Auror station of the 'Australian Albumen Eye Sanctuary' on their broomsticks, Lu Renjia had already taken the valley. The 'bad boy', who was about 14 meters long and weighed four tons, was killed by the sword.

As the miserable wail of this 'protein eye' before death echoed in this valley, the happiest was Xiao You.

"Wow, master, the soul value of this little lizard is actually equivalent to three thousand times that of ordinary people, hahahaha, according to this calculation, as long as you get a hundred and eighty people, you can advance to the ultimate form, that is the ultimate form, and when you reach the ultimate form, people can urge the 'Soul Devouring Sword' to devour some metal independently, so that you can save a lot of sin coins" Xiao You's excited cry echoed in Lu Renjia's mind.

Lu Renjia was happy, with a satisfied smile on his face, "Yo? Not bad, at least hear a good news! You have a bit of a conscience."

"What, people's conscience is more than a point? When you advance to the ultimate form, let you touch the conscience of others, how much is guaranteed that you can't grasp it with one hand" Jiao smiled, Xiao You held up the pair of terrifying murder weapons and swayed.

The newly joined mother machine, the 'Tinder Source' from the Advanced Ten Star World, smiled disdainfully, "Cut! What's the big deal? The supreme master is on volume, on weight. Or is my conscience stronger, or else I'll come out of the Hoover Dam right now, and let you weigh it and feel the weight of this 'conscience' on my chest? Absolutely you won't be able to pick it up with one hand! As he spoke, the black metal phantom of the mother machine. He also straightened up the pair of metal murder weapons covered with golden runes on his chest and showed off.

Choked by the mother machine, Xiao You glanced at him resentfully and said, "Phew! Just the two lumps of iron on your chest. I'm embarrassed to say! The hard old lady who is like a bowling ball is the real original!! ”

"Original? The water-filled meat bar is still filled with tap water! No matter how much it shakes, it will spill out," the mother machine scolded not to be outdone.

One duck is also raised, and ten ducks are also raised. For Xiao You, White Queen Emma. Frost and the mother machine, these three living treasures. Lu Renjia was already numb. Ignore the shouting of the two and raise the bar. Lu Renjia walked towards the Red Devil and the Salvador Angel.

Looking at the tents, sleeping bags, barbecue grills, deck chairs, steaks, beers and other things that the Red Devil and the Salvador Angels got back, Lu Renjia smiled and said, "Yo, the preparation is very sufficient, even the barbecue grill is on the side?" I've taken care of that dragon in the Red Devil Valley! Send that thing back to the cold stock in Hellfire."

The Red Devil, who had long been numb to the astonishing actions of 'Lord Corleone', nodded, and activated his teleportation ability. 'Bang...' A burst of red smoke flashed, and the Red Devil came into the dead valley.

Seeing the corpse of the 'Protein Eye' on the cliff with its head drooping and dying that could no longer die, the Red Devil still gasped. "How strong is Lord Corleone, fortunately, Emma is here, if it weren't for Emma stopping me that day, I guess I would have hung up with the two of Riptides" After sighing, the Red Devil reached out and grabbed one of the claws of this 'Albumen Eye' that was thicker than an adult's thigh, and activated the teleportation ability. Back to the White Queen Emma. In the cold storage that Frost specially built for Lu Renjia.

The 5,000-square-meter cold storage is more than enough to hold this 14-meter-long, four-ton 'protein eye'. Looking at the 5,000-square-meter cold storage, the Red Devil had an inexplicable thought in his heart, "Your Excellency Corleone shouldn't want to fill this cold storage, right?" ”

As everyone knows, the idea of the Red Devil was indeed confirmed in the end. And the 5,000-square-meter cold storage was not only stuffed to the brim, but also emptied twice.

As always, the Salvadoran Angels. While the Red Devil was leaving, he deliberately pouted his plump buttocks and fiddled with the barbecue.

Lu Renjia sitting on a recliner and drinking beer. looked at the **** dangling in front of him, and naturally would not refuse the other party's invitation.

saw Lu Renjia, the old driver, carrying a gun in this vast wilderness. Xiaoyou and the mother machine have a tacit understanding to put aside the controversy and unanimously open it. denounced the coquettish Salvadoran angels.

Meanwhile. In the Auror Residency of the 'Australian Protein Eye Sanctuary', four frightened women from Beauxbatons School of Magic and Magic. One by one, they shook like chaff.

Originally, I followed Professor Emily for my graduation thesis. Coming to the Australian Protein Eye Sanctuary to get a closer look at some of the characteristics of the Protein Eye in the wild. In order to draw a successful end to his seven-year study career. But who would have thought that he would run into 'Mike. Corleone's murderous 'poaching demon'? I watched Professor Emily, who was amiable in the past, in a different place. In the hearts of these four proud girls of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I am afraid that they will leave an unforgettable haze in their lives.

Millas, as the highest-ranking Auror in the 'Australian Protein Eye Sanctuary', stammered after listening to the description of the four proud girls of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and his eyebrows tightened.

It can be said that since the return of these four frightened flower season girls, the entire Auror Residence has been silent.

Millas glanced at a female Auror beside him and whispered, "Rebecca, give each of these four little ones a butterbeer!" Then contact the professor at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and pick them up."

Hearing Milias's words, Rebecca nodded. Took four cups from the bar and poured four greasy butterbeers. It's the most popular drink in the wizarding world. With a sigh, he sent it to the four frightened girls who were still trembling.

"Drink some, at least let you sleep well, don't think about it so much, it's already a big fate for the four of you to escape back, last time I besieged and suppressed 'Mike' at Hogwarts. Corleone's seven hundred or so Ministry of Magic Aurors weren't left in the end," Rebecca reassured.

A young girl with long blond hair raised her head silently. Weakly asked, "Can you help Professor Emily avenge him?" ”

Hearing this, the entire Auror Residency. More than thirty Aurors have their eyes set on Millas, the highest-ranking Auror.

Milias sighed, frowning. Said helplessly: "Let's talk about it when the support comes, let's go to him now, it's not revenge at all." Rather, it is to die! Didn't he deliberately let the four of you come back, just to bring more people over? Murderous 'Mike. Corleone: 'It's terrible."

"Is that all there is to it? Meyers: Their bodies are still there, at least we're going to bring them back, right? Otherwise, when it gets dark, those damn jackals will surely be," said one of the Aurors who had the best relationship with Meyers, choking up.

"yes, head, if Meyers and they don't even have a body, then they won't even get a decent funeral."

"Let me go! My flying skills are the best of us, and I promise to bring back Meyers' corpses."

"Damn Muggles!! Head!!! I heard people from the U.S. Department of Magic say, 'Mike. Corleone's family in New York also has a few more families. Except for his fiancée, Emma. Frost Outside, 'Mike. Corleone's parents and sister are ordinary Muggles, so don't we have it? ”

Looking at these indignant subordinates, and those unreliable suggestions, Milias waved his hand helplessly. He shouted in a deep voice, "You think Albus. Are Dumbledore and the guys at the British Ministry of Magic idiots? What can we think of, they can't think of? The Egyptian wizarding community and the Indian wizarding community that have suffered heavy losses have only issued a wanted warrant with the British wizarding community that no one dares to claim. Corleone's family? ”

"Since he dared to enter Hogwarts without fear, do you think? Is Corleone a normal person? If the Auror of that country moved his family. I'm afraid that the whole wizarding world of that country will suffer, don't doubt what I said, I have a cousin who works for the US Ministry of Magic, and he said the name 'Lord Corleone', but it was forged with countless blood"

Hearing Milias say this, everyone fell silent. Although I can't wait to be the worst of the sin 'Mike. Corleone's corpse is shattered. But in the Auror Residency of this small 'Australian Protein Eye Sanctuary', there is a rival to Albus. Dumbledore, the master of the greatest white mage of the century? In terms of numbers, it can be compared to the encirclement and suppression of Mike at that time. Corleone's time, more than 700 elite Aurors dispatched by the British Ministry of Magic?

With Millas will' Mike. News of Corleone's appearance in the Australian Protein Eye Reserve was reported back to the Australian Ministry of Magic. The shock, like an eight-magnitude earthquake, frightened all the officials of the Australian Ministry of Magic, which was not very powerful.

Australia's Minister for Magic convened an emergency meeting overnight. Except for all parliamentarians. Even the werewolves, vampires, banshees, giants, treants, and other magical races in the Australian wizarding world have been invited.

Capello, Australia's Minister of Magic, who is around fifty years old, has a solemn face. Looking at the chattering councillors below, Capello pulled out his wand and held it to his throat, under a spell that 'sounded like a bell'. Capello's voice drowned out all the sounds.

'Quiet !!' Mike. Corleone's already in the Protein Eye Sanctuary! What we have to do now is prepare to dispatch as many Aurors as we need to hold him back! The British Ministry of Magic, the Egyptian Ministry of Magic, the Indian Ministry of Magic, the French Ministry of Magic, and the German Ministry of Magic have all stated that they will send support! ”

After hearing Capello's words. All the councillors, and the amazing races that came to this emergency meeting. They all set their eyes on Bruce, the director of the Australian Aurors Division with a resolute face.

Feeling everyone's gaze, Bruce stood up. Put on a tough face. "Minister Capello! One thousand seven hundred and thirty-six Aurors are on standby! These hard words changed sharply. Hesitantly, he said, "But with the more than a thousand Aurors in our entire Australian wizarding community, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold back the damn 'Mike. Corleone'! So I'd like to ask all the magical races in the Australian wizarding community to help stop Mike. Corleone', waiting for reinforcements from other countries to arrive"

This is obviously a job to die, werewolves, vampires, banshees, these magical races, no matter which magical world they are in, will be subject to the auroirs of the Ministry of Magic of each country.

As a member of the wizarding world, who doesn't know Albus. The wisdom of Dumbledore, the greatest white mage of the century? Even such characters had their legs cut off, and I heard that they could not recover. If not Albus. Dumbledore's old friend, the famous alchemist Nicholas Lemaire, made a move, I'm afraid Albus. Dumbledore was now in a wheelchair.

The glamorous leader of the Banshee Clan was the first to speak, "Our Banshee Clan is not strong in combat, but as a member of the Australian wizarding community, we can take on external assistance."

"Although we werewolves are not afraid of anyone, the heirs we have bred in the past few years are too small, and we can only send fifty high-level werewolves at most."

"If it is a night operation, we vampire clan can send fifty viscount-level vampires, but if it is daytime, then our vampire clan will not be able to do anything"

"The Giant Clan can send five, but not three adult giants"

Seeing that these magical races refused to contribute one by one, Capello, the Australian Minister of Magic, could only shake his head and sigh bitterly. Glancing at the patriarch of the giant clan who was still in his mouth, he cursed in his heart, "Who the hell said that giants are simple-minded fools?" (To be continued.) )

PS: As soon as I got home at night, I found that the boss was a little wilted to feed him and fool him after taking a bath. I found that the little kid was hot, alas, and hurriedly measured his temperature, 39.1 The original preparation of Meilin at home was used up, and he had to run out to buy Meilin, fever paste, and children's chaihu until eleven o'clock, and the fever subsided, and the boss finally fell asleep, hoping that he would not be burning tomorrow, or he would have to ask for leave to take the boss to the hospital