When she saw Uncle Leonard and Ian standing safely in the room, Jessica, who had been worried about them on the floating city, finally relaxed. She let out a long sigh of relief. Ian frowned when he saw Jessica standing next to Owen, who had lost a lot of weight. The first thought that crossed his mind was that they had brought Jessica here as a hostage. However, after thinking about it, he laughed self-deprecatingly. With Allen's character, he would not resort to such means. If he really wanted to do something, he would not need a hostage.
With a swoosh, some of the American Aura who were on high alert pulled out their wands and held them in their hands. However, before these American wizards could say anything, Penello waved her empty hand in the air in a semicircle. Suddenly, she stopped and looked at Owen and Leonard with a frown. Then, she bit her lip in annoyance and suppressed the downward movement of the wand. Suddenly, the wand in her hand released a spell.
The American wizards who pulled out their wands and pointed them at Allen and Owen found that the tip of the wand in their hands suddenly emitted blue sparks. Crackling sounds of explosions were heard, and the flames burned along the wands little by little.
The speed of the flames was so fast that the Aura had to throw away their wands immediately to avoid being burned by the flames. In the end, the wands turned into ashes and scattered on the ground. Some wizards reached out their hands to stop them, but they caught nothing. Their fingers dug into their palms, and in the end, they could only look at Penello in horror.
Penello snorted coldly, but after she finished speaking, she looked at her palms again. There was a hint of joy on her face, but she quickly suppressed it. "The next time you point your wand at people, it won't be just your wand that will be burned."
"Everyone, please don't be nervous. We don't mean any harm … In fact, I think everyone knows very well that if my son had done it in the beginning, none of you would have had the opportunity to come to the Rocky Mountains to establish a defense zone …" Relatively speaking, Owen's tone was friendly. After he finished speaking, he turned to Leonard with a gentler and friendlier expression. "Leonard, now we have more important things to talk about … It's about the end of the world, and it's no longer a matter of children playing house."
Leonard, who had recovered from his initial shock, looked up and met Owen's eyes for a few seconds. He could hear the warning and contempt in Owen's words, which made him a little annoyed. But then, he straightened his back and took a few steps forward. In a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing, he extended his hand and invited, "The survival of the country is no small matter. Minister Harris, the way you came to visit is unexpected. It seems that we have been neglecting our manners. Please come with me and have a seat. Let's discuss in detail … "
Taking in the expressions of the American wizards around him, Allen, who had been silent, shrugged his shoulders and mocked himself in his heart. His appearance now was beyond the expectations of this group of Americans, causing them to think that he was going to break the rules and personally make a move. That was why they were so flustered. He had previously thought that the Grim Reaper would not do such a thing. In the end, when the Grim Reaper actually broke the rules and made a move, he was actually as flustered as these American wizards.
However, the noise of the surrounding Americans as if they were facing a formidable enemy and Jessica's urging when she looked at Allen in a daze brought him back to reality. Naturally, Allen took a step forward in the direction of Leonard.
"Ian, when my dad and your uncle are done talking, let's go to my house for dinner. You haven't seen my twins yet. They're very naughty and cute … Wait a minute …" Allen, who was walking side by side with Ian, was originally chatting with him in a friendly manner. However, his eyes inadvertently swept across Ian's cheeks. Suddenly, the pupil of his left eye quickly shrank and stared at Ian. He said in a serious tone, "Wait a minute. You'd better contact your teammates immediately and ask them to calm down. Otherwise, they'll suffer physical pain and injuries. I think it's a waste … but it's also a kind of help to the Grim Reaper …"
"Uh … What?" Ian, who was a little overwhelmed by Allen's overly friendly treatment, did not immediately come back to his senses. However, he immediately realized that Allen had the ability to predict the future. He immediately became nervous and held the badge. "Captain! I'm Ian, Captain McDuff! "
Like a stone sinking into the sea, there was no response from the other end of the badge.
"I'll go over and say it in person." Ian turned and walked quickly to the fireplace. Just as he grabbed a handful of floo powder, he heard a harsh alarm erupting outside the observation entrance of the bunker in the defensive area. Then, the floo powder drifted away from his hand.
Leonard also realized that something was wrong. He turned to Owen and hurriedly walked to the window of the bunker. He picked up the panoramic telescope and looked into the distance.
"Ahhhhh!"
At the outer defensive stronghold where the Ian was surrounded by raging flames, the sky had been dyed red by the flames. The crackling sound of the flames was mixed with suppressed and painful roars. The sound that was getting closer and closer in the flames was like the roar of the devil crawling out of hell. It was rough, hoarse, high-pitched, and vague. It was difficult to tell what they were shouting. The terrifying roar was getting closer and closer, accompanied by painful shouts.
Then, just like many people, the next scene caused Leonard, who was watching, to immediately freeze up like a stone sculpture, not moving at all.
And this humanoid creature covered in flames rushed out of the sea of fire. The fire avoidance spell on these Aura obviously could not withstand this flame corridor made of raging flames. Except for the elite of the elite who were still protecting the spellcaster, most of the others were burning.
Although the fire on the heads of these American wizards did not react to the flames and continued to protect their faces, it was inevitable that their faces were blackened by the smoke. Only the teeth in their wide open mouths were still white. The roar from inside resounded through the sky.
It was as if the flame devil had returned from the hell of Baator, rushing out of the sea of fire and shouting loudly. But because of the high temperature of the flames, the words they wanted to express ended up as some messy roars. Burned by the flames, they endured the pain and roared instead of venting, but the unbearable pain distorted their voices.
The adepts of the Union couldn't believe their eyes when they saw the flaming humanoids getting closer and closer. These flaming humanoids were the guerillas that they had fought against before.
Burned by the raging flames, they endured the pain and roared instead of venting, but the unbearable pain distorted their voices. Still, they stubbornly continued to cast spells with their flaming wands.
The fearless flaming people braved the intertwined spells and rushed in the direction of the United Kingdom. The wands in the hands of the American wizards were also burning, which reduced the accuracy of the spells they cast. In the end, all of them simply turned into area-of-effect spells. Everywhere they went, they were stained with raging flames that spread rapidly. Everywhere they went, there were burning flames and flying sparks everywhere.
"Didn't they use fire to block the exit? Aren't they afraid of pain? Aren't they already negotiating for peace? "
The shocking scene in front of them raised these questions in the minds of many United Kingdom wizards, but their daily training still made them subconsciously raise the wands in their hands.
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