"Avatar's Life!" The first Death Eater who reported the news seemed to have become the leader of this group of Death Eaters. As he shouted at the top of his lungs, the green light of the magic spell went straight to Eren who was wearing a bird's mask.
This seemed to be the signal to attack, and green curses rushed towards Allen who was at the door.
Allen strode towards them, waving the magic wand in his hand that emitted red energy, scattering the curses and bouncing them back. Although there were too many opponents at once, causing Allen to hit the curses on the wall, causing the stones to fall, there were still some curses that were successfully reflected and hit the Death Eaters themselves, causing them to fall straight to the ground and die.
For a moment, the scene turned into Allen forcing the group of elites who were taken away by Lord Voldemort to retreat. As Allen moved forward step by step, the Death Eater at the front could not bear the pressure and wanted to turn around and escape. But just as he lowered the tip of his wand, as Allen raised his left arm, the escaping wizard was lifted up by an invisible hand and flew into the air.
The wand of the Death Eater that was caught in the air fell to the ground. As if the ceiling of the grotto had an attractive force, the Death Eater was stuck to the ceiling horizontally. Allen's left hand clenched into a fist. Using the Hand of Magic that he learned from the Nether Scroll, he easily lifted the Death Eater and crushed his throat.
The Death Eater didn't even have the time to scream before its head tilted and it fell to the ground from the top of the cave.
Following that, Allen, who had never really practiced any swordsmanship, brandished his red lightsaber randomly. Relying on his agility, he chopped down the dark Magi who had never experienced a tense battle as if he was chopping vegetables. His unstoppable momentum and strange magic sent chills down everyone's spines.
"Allen … Harris, he is Allen Harris!" Although Allen was wearing a bird mask, his unique dressing style and white hair allowed these Death Eaters to recognize his identity after the initial chaos.
"Tonight's operation is a trap!"
"Merlin, what should we do!"
"You just recognized me? But as a reward, I'll give you a chance. " Allen said in a muffled voice behind the bird mask. He then removed the energy on the wand and put it away.
Seeing this, these Death Eaters who were already on the verge of collapse seemed to have grasped the last hope. They no longer stirred and began to aim at Allen and shoot various curses. There were also constantly Death Eaters who rushed in from the rear after receiving the news. They rushed into the tunnel and attacked from behind. They aggressively raised their wands and fiercely shot spells at Allen.
The low-level Abyssal Demons summoned by the Death Eaters also appeared on the battlefield, but the Dark Sorcerers who stayed behind didn't have any elite members. They didn't realize that their spells made it impossible for their summoned creatures to get close to Allen.
"Damn it, the one on the left! He can't block it! " The Wizards who had combat experience yelled at the top of their lungs and commanded these Wizards to continue attacking. The number of green Death Curses was obviously reduced, and the fire that could easily injure by mistake was also cast. The light emitted was dazzling. For a moment, under the indiscriminate bombardment, the cellar corridor began to shake slightly, and the shattered dust scattered everywhere.
This made the attacks of the Death Eaters and the Dark Wizards who were not even Death Eaters show signs of weakening. "Don't stop, continue!" Someone roared to let the attack continue. The Death Cloud, Poison Fog, and Curse Flames made them completely unable to see Allen's figure in front of them.
"I can't see anything."
"You think we can really kill him? Continue. "
"Enough! No one can survive in this situation! Don't collapse the entrance! "
After a while, the dust dispersed, this group of Dark Wizards was stunned by the scene in front of them. Allen's intact figure emerged from the shadows. He had already taken off his mask, and they desperately found that their attacks had completely hit nothing.
"I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, I just received the news. It seems that I have to hurry … After all, I still have to carry some of your things …" Allen said as he twirled his fingers.
The wands in the hands of the Wizards in front of him suddenly turned into giant roaring snakes and bit their original owners. One of the snakes quickly wrapped around the upper body of a thin Wizard, almost strangling him to the point where he was almost unrecognizable. Then, the huge snake opened its huge mouth and spat out snake fangs dripping with green venom. The smell of blood rushed to their faces and swallowed the Wizard's head that had been strangled to the point where his eyes were bulging out.
This cruel scene made the Dark Wizards who had temporarily escaped the disaster cry out in alarm. Many of them were Dark Wizards who had just heard the commotion and rushed in as reinforcements.
The unpleasant smell of sulfur appeared out of thin air as the corridor rolled and surged. The demons that Allen summoned from the Hell of Baator stared at the enemies of the bottomless Abyss. This long and fierce battle beyond the imagination of mortals continued in the lair of Lord Voldemort. The monsters threw each other into the sky, opened their bloody mouths, waited for them to fall, and then swallowed them without hesitation.
Intensive spells accompanied by the master's despair shot towards Allen. The Shadow Shield rioted in the narrow space and was created by Allen to block in front of him. The stones on the walls of the grotto seemed to be unable to withstand the impact and fell one after another. The splashing dust filled the corridor and choked the Death Eaters, causing them to cough non-stop.
After a scream of surprise, some Death Eaters turned around and ran into the corridor behind them. Some Death Eaters even fell down in panic and crawled back with their hands and feet.
The remaining Death Eaters still aimed their wands at Allen and desperately shot spells at him. This attack method had a self-destructive idea. They attacked almost without caring about anything, and all kinds of spells flew towards Allen.
But now that the attack frequency had decreased significantly, Allen had the time to use Spell Counterspell and reverse the spells that they had cast themselves.
"Those in front, hold on for me. Those in the back, quickly go and inform Bellatrix, let her hide! Tell those in the back not to come over! Seal every door and buy time for her! " In the chaos, a Death Eater with a somewhat hoarse voice said loudly. He waved his wand and rushed forward with the determination to die. The veins on his face were exposed and his expression was ferocious. "For the great The Dark Lord!"
Hearing him mention "The Dark Lord", the Death Eaters gritted their teeth and followed behind him. The wizards who stayed in the corridor and struggled to fight against Allen sighed in their hearts: Even if they were lucky enough to escape, once The Dark Lord knew about it, they might face more severe punishment. Not to mention that the descendant of The Dark Lord was in Bellatrix's stomach in this grotto. If anything happened to her, their outcome might be more terrible and painful than death. Thinking of this, the desperate Death Eaters did not know where the strength came from, and they desperately attacked.
The wizards who were called by him to report almost ran for their lives. They knew in their hearts: It was obvious that the strength of this motley crew was no match for Allen. They had fully realized that the difference in strength between them and Allen could not be made up with numbers — unless their master could come back. However, the base had been set up with a shielding barrier by the other party, so they couldn't report the news. And this base, which had been set up with an Anti-Phantom Transference Formation, had become their own prison. Even if they could get past Alan Harris, they couldn't get through the only exit that was full of poisonous gas and go outside to perform Phantom Transference.
But the attacks of the remaining wizards did not last long. As they aimed at Allen Harris, many people's wands suddenly flew out of their hands and into the air. The sharp wands were like daggers that pierced the wizards' throats.
The sorcerer who had just given the order seemed to be luckier than his colleagues who had been stabbed to death. However, at this moment, he could only stand rooted to the ground, not daring to move. His eyes were almost crossed as he stared at the wand that was parallel to his nose. Right in front of his eyes, from the thin tip of the wand to the base of his hand, a series of crackling blue lights flashed continuously. The wand was like a small string of firecrackers, disappearing without a trace after it was set ablaze.
At this time, in the depths of the grotto, there were faint explosions and faint screams. Narcissa raised her head in confusion: "What are these idiots doing now?"
Bellatrix, who was sitting on the chair and eating a watermelon with her legs up, immediately threw the watermelon away. This made Najini, who was digesting next to the bed, hiss in dissatisfaction.
"No, there are no dirty mudbloods here for them to play with! We're under attack! " Bella did not have time to clean up the watermelon juice and ignored the big snake. She just pulled out her curved wand that looked like a human finger and stood up. She unconsciously touched her stomach with her hand and looked at her sister Narcissa. Sissy, stay here. I'll go out and take a look. "
"I'll go with you!" Narcissa, who knew Bellatrix's stubborn temper, did not persuade her. Instead, she stood up and habitually raised her somewhat arrogant chin.
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