In the middle of the duel arena, the only ones who could still stand were some ordinary contestants who were trembling in fear. Now, no one dared to show off their skills in the duel arena. They were only worried that they would be misunderstood as an assassin. The defensive barrier around the arena had been removed, but the Greek Auros and their attackers were still obediently staying outside the arena and did not enter.
Many contestants' corpses were strewn all over the duel arena. Most of the corpses were incomplete. Their abdomens were hollowed out, and their intestines were all over the ground. Their limbs were torn off while they were still alive, and their skulls rolled to the side like rubber balls covered in dust. Their charred bodies were twisted and deformed. Their bodies were petrified and torn apart, and only their eyeballs stared at the sky like dead fish eyes.
The dense undead creatures that had filled the arena with endless pressure had disappeared. They had been sent back to the underworld by Allen.
However, the devils were still wandering around the field. The low-level devils were greedily harvesting the souls of the dead wizards and offering them to their superiors. No one dared to stop them because Alan Harris was standing on the side. He did not stop them.
Meanwhile, the battle in the Harris VIP Room had also ended. The assassins who were lucky enough to escape had already used Phantom Transfiguration to escape, while those who were unable to escape had their wands confiscated and were squatting in a corner with their hands on their heads. The rest of the audience in the stands did not run away. They looked at the white-haired wizard in the ancient magic robe in the duel arena. They sat in their seats like ducks who had been struck by lightning, not daring to move. Some of the wizards hugged each other, and some curled up in their chairs. Fear and horror filled the audience.
Only the broken box, the potholed ground, the remains of limbs and blood, and the charred walls were left behind as evidence of the fierce battle that had just taken place.
After a moment of silence, Lunn brought Albert and Roland to the Greek Ministry of Magic to begin the handover. As an official of the British Ministry of Magic, Owen decided to pay attention to the international rules. He handed over the wizards squatting in the corner to the Greek side to preserve their last bit of dignity.
The gloomy face of Stefanos Miltesakis, the former Greek minister who had come to Owen's side and apologized repeatedly, looked a little better. When they received the notice of the change in the competition system, they guessed that the change was to counter Allen Harris. They did not expect that it was not only to assassinate Allen Harris, but also to assassinate his entire family.
Moreover, such a large-scale assassination in an international competition organized by his own country had caused him to lose face in this regard.
In the duel arena just now, Allen Harris did not care about the Greek side at all. He directly used necromancy, which was forbidden in Greece. At first, it was still acceptable, but after the defense ended, he did not care about the surrender requests of the assassins. He used magic to mark the undead creatures and demons he summoned who could be killed and who could not be killed. After that, he executed the assassins who surrendered and allowed the demons to take away the wizard's soul.
Mirtesakis could understand the other party's feelings, but communicating with the other party had become an even more troublesome problem. He did not dare to provoke Alan Harris, who was currently in a rage, for fear of causing him to become even angrier.
As if he could see Stefanos' predicament, Owen pressed the sensory imprint on his body and deliberately reminded him in a voice that Miltesakis could hear, "Allen, these demons are a little too big. They are causing some trouble for our friends from the Greek Ministry of Magic. Come down first."
Hearing the voice, Allen turned his head to look at the spectator stand and saw Owen waving at him from the spectator stand. He nodded and waved his staff to open a Gate of Otherworld that led to hell on the ground. A strong smell of sulfur came from inside.
Although the demons who still had greed and reluctance in their eyes were reluctant to leave, they had heard of Allen Harris' deeds and temperament even though they lived in the depths of purgatory. Moreover, Allen was polite enough to open a portal for them instead of directly dispelling the magic and throwing them back. He had shown them enough respect.
No one dared to complain about the delay. The demons who knew what was good for them had earned a lot of extra souls. One by one, the demons with different appearances bowed to Allen before entering the portal, and then disappeared into the scorching flames.
The corpses whose souls had been sucked away turned into ashes, and the remaining corpses on the ground were the lucky ones. Although they had lost their lives, at least their souls would not be toyed with by the demons. Without the magical influence of these ugly and frightening creatures, the pressure in the hearts of the contestants lessened a lot. When Allen also began to land on the ground, the atmosphere really began to relax. This meant that the other party did not intend to continue to cast spells to kill for revenge.
Allen raised his head and began to speak. His voice spread throughout the arena. "Dear friends, it is not surprising that I was assassinated today, but I did not expect these people to be so crazy as to attack my family. Some of my actions were a little overboard. I am very sorry if this has caused some trouble and discomfort to you. But today's matter is not over yet. "
Knowing that the storm was over, things seemed to have calmed down.
Kakarov combed his curly goatee and began to walk towards Harris' room. He felt that he had to get there before the other wizards realized what was going on. He wanted to be the first one to show his loyalty to Harris and the others.
There were many who had the same intention as Kakarov.
France's female minister, Binoche, also tidied up her dress and quickly rushed over. Many countries that were in a honeymoon period with Britain and wanted Britain to help them raise their floating cities were not willing to be left behind. One by one, they moved towards Harris' box.
"For a long time, Britain has advocated peaceful diplomacy, but this does not mean that we will swallow our anger when others bully us. After this, Britain, as well as the International Union of Wizards and Wizards, will conduct a detailed investigation of these contestants. No matter whether they are backed by private or national forces, no matter how powerful these forces are, they will be punished and retaliated by our country. " Allen's next words in the field made the atmosphere tense up again. He pointed at the live broadcast and said loudly, "All the wizards who participated in the assassination today have been recorded by these live broadcast cameras. After this, we will check and verify with the Greek Ministry of Magic. I will personally investigate this matter …"
While Allen was speaking in the field, Lupin, Kingsley, and the others in the stands pulled Moody's arm and dragged him and the other wizards of the Order of the Phoenix out of the field to the camp outside. Moody could not stand Allen's cold treatment of the assassins. Although he was being dragged off the ground, he was still cursing along the way. "The one who needs our protection is not Allen Harris. Look at the spells he used, the demons he summoned, and the way he dealt with the criminals. Who needs protection? Who is The Dark Lord? "
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