The wind on the shore of the lake suddenly became fishy, and the surface of the lake seemed to be rising with blood in the rippling water reflected in the red moon.

In the shootout movie shown in the cinema, Louise has seen the scene of the two groups of people holding submachine guns in the duel many times, even in reality, she is not unseen ordinary people who have died by shooting, and now, she has become the protagonist of the movie, with more than a dozen wands aimed at her, Amosta and Kingsley.

Compared to the muzzle of the black hole, it is somewhat funny to be pointed at with a small wooden stick, but these are not ordinary small wooden sticks, but magic wands with all kinds of incredible abilities!

Moreover, the coldness and murderous intent in the eyes of these wand-wielding men were not so comical.

Unconsciously, Louise shuddered and staggered back.

"There won't be any danger—"

Amosta turned her head to look at Louise and said humorously,

"If you're scared, close your eyes and cover your ears."

"I'm not a coward!"

Louise grunted unconvinced, but it was true that the fear in her heart had dissipated a lot under Amosta's playful joke, and she took a deep breath, looking at the wizards of all ages and costumes, and finally at the tall woman, either her or Aeschylus, one of whom was the murderer of her brother.

Amosta ignored Jasna's question, and he glanced at the group of people who were looking at each other again, and his tone was slightly disappointed,

"Are these the only ones?"

"How much do you know about us, Brian--"

There was no response, and a flash of anger flashed in Jasina's eyes, and she asked coldly with patience.

"In my opinion,"

Amosta calmed down,

"Why don't you put down your wand and come back to London with me, and then take the initiative to confess your crimes?"

"Do it!"

Jasina reacted decisively, or rather, she wasn't going to say anything to Brian at all.

Bang!

In an instant, Louise's eyes erupted into a brilliant firework, and the blazing light reflected the lakeside as bright as day.

The powerful magic contained in the spell that surged like the roaring waters seemed to shake the space, and every inch of air within Louise's vision trembled. Dense raindrops of spell light swept across the earth, and the green lawn was quickly peeled away under the fierce howl of the wind, revealing the black dirt beneath the lawn. And the instantaneous riot of magic power ionized the air, and the surging spell light enveloped the blue and white thunder of the Dao Dao!

Kingsley's face changed, and in the magic barrier he had arranged, the magic that concealed the magic reaction was instantly broken under so many powerful spells.

Louise's screams were drowned out by a roar that rang out almost simultaneously!

On the back of the three of them, a few more wizards suddenly jumped out from behind the willow trees on the shore of the lake, they held their wands high, and the vicious fire appeared on the tip of the wand, and the raging flames rushed up to the sky to cover the sky, turning into hideous fire dragons, poisonous horned beasts, and donkeys, circling and swooping down!

In this furious sea attack, Amosta, Kingsley, and Louise, who were in the center of the attack, were so weak that they would disappear completely if a wave fell.

Kingsley's dark skin turned pale, and he couldn't deal with such a powerful attack, so he could only look at Amosta, and at the same time, he was also puzzled, each of these people who attacked them could be called good in the European wizarding world, how the hell did they have so many powerful wizards!

There is no point in dwelling on these anymore, and now the most important thing is how to live.

But Amosta didn't react, and he didn't even raise his wand in the face of the roaring sea of fire and spells that were about to drown them. The most terrible thing is that Amosta seems to be 'frightened', his expression is slightly confused, as if he is out of the world, only in the reflection of the bright fire in his eyes, there seems to be something faintly brewing.

At the end of one's resources!

Kingsley gritted his teeth, the thought popped into his mind, and he raised his wand, intending to meet the oncoming attack on his own, but—

The oncoming wave of spells finally approached within twenty feet of the three of them, and Kingsley's wand had not yet formed an iron armor, but the spell lights that were advancing in unison suddenly disappeared?!

Disappearing in the true sense of the word, it is as if they have rushed into an invisible black hole and been swallowed up.

Before Kingsley could understand what was happening, the fire dragon above their heads spread out more than ten feet of fire wings and took the lead in swooping, the surging irresistible heat just touched Kingsley's cheeks, and then, the sense of depression suddenly disappeared, and the fire dragon disappeared with all kinds of fierce fire mimicry curses that followed, and the sky was clear!

Thundered!

The earth-like reverberation continued, and the figures of the three Amosta were obscured by dreamy light and shadow, and Jasina could not see clearly, but she and her deployment did not stop, and the tide of magic continued to pour into Amosta, and the fierce attacks peeled away layer after layer of dirt.

Louise stopped screaming, she couldn't read it all, but at least, she knew that Amosa had obviously done nothing to attack Kingsley, and he was glaring at Amosley with a look of horror.

Within twenty feet of the center of Amosta is a hollow area of magic, where the rules seem to be changed, and no magic can be condensed into an attack here.

The continuous attack lasted for two minutes, and the high-frequency spell casting made Jasna's deployment extremely difficult, their arms drooping, panting and looking at the tumbling smoke, their faces were full of hideous pleasure, but their smiles were instantly frozen as the smoke fell, and their vision cleared.

"Impossible"

Jasina's lips quirmed and she said silently.

The mud around him was ploughed over and over again, and the heat from the shore of the lake to the rocks had melted the mud into crystals, but the area near the rock where Amosta stood was still flat, and the grass was so green that it didn't even show a hint of burnt yellow.

As for the three of Amosta, they were unscathed!

The breeze took away the anxiety that filled the air, but it couldn't take away the consternation on the faces of Jacena and her crews.

"Impossible—"

Shout!

Someone whispered again, and unbelievingly sent another emerald spell at Amosta.

And this time, Amosta finally had a reaction. His look of bewilderment vanished, his ethereal eyes filled with darkness again, and suddenly, he flicked his wand back and struck away the spell light.

"Failed"

Amosta, who seemed to be trying somehow, frowned and whispered.

Shaking his head slightly, driving away the trace of unhappiness caused by the defeat from his heart, Amosta looked at the people beside Jasina and asked calmly,

"Who is Angolus Aeschylus?"

Jasina pursed her lips with a slight shift, while her deployers stared blankly at Amosta Blaine.

"No?"

Amosta shook her head.

Bang, bang, bang

One after another, without warning, Jasna's subordinates were ignited by the golden flames, first the clothes dissipated in the flames, then the flesh, and finally, only skeletons struggled and wailed in the flames, and when the souls left their bodies, the skeletons also turned into ashes.

In the spring breeze that becomes warm, it is like a burning candle!

(End of chapter)