"What is this mud-spawn doing?" MacNeil said in shock, looking at Elwyn in disbelief.
He saw Elwyn holding his wand up high. Beams of light emerged from the end of the wand and bloomed into brilliant fireworks in the sky.
MacNeil's rationality told him that this was just a simple magic light beam that even an underage wizard could use, but what was with the violent magic in the air?!
Also, what was with the red lightning that flashed from time to time at the top of the cliff?!
This was not a simple spell. The loud rumbling in his ears could not be faked. He had only felt such a powerful force from Lord Voldemort.
MacNeil took a step back, and the scene of Elwyn's performance on the night of Lord Voldemort's resurrection appeared in his mind.
Even though he had just shown disdain in front of his companions, he did not think he could replicate the magic that this young man used that night.
That night, he hid in the bushes at the side and saw the complete Dire Fire Spell and a powerful dark magic spell. He saw with his own eyes that his companion, a powerful Magus, was mercilessly engulfed by a pillar of fire that emerged from the ground and disappeared without a trace.
And so on, MacNeil gasped, and finally concluded that it was not magic he could understand.
Unless Elwyn was crazy, he would not set off fireworks at the top of the mountain in front of so many Giants. What was the point of doing so?!
He must be preparing black magic to destroy them and the Giants.
MacNeil panted. He did not even have time to think about how ridiculous this idea was.
"Damn it, no matter what this mud-spawn is doing, we must stop him. Go and catch him, quickly!" MacNeil roared loudly, but his body was moving back, holding his wand carefully in his hand.
He made up his mind that if anything happened, he would immediately use Phantom to leave.
Since even the stupidest MacNeil thought so, the other Death Eaters were not fools. They did not understand what was going on, and they were afraid of the increasingly powerful unfamiliar aura in the air. They did not understand what Elwyn was doing, so they naturally would not rush forward.
Just like that, a strange scene appeared beside the lake at the bottom of the cliff.
In the eyes of the Death Eaters, Elwyn was casting a powerful spell that they did not understand. Everyone had their own plans, and no one stepped forward to stop Elwyn. They all hoped that someone else would step forward while they followed behind and took advantage of the situation. The situation was in a stalemate.
But in reality, Elwyn was really just conjuring fireworks. It was that simple …
Channeling the power of the cyclops required time. If a Death Eater charged at him now, his spell would definitely fail.
However, no one did so. The uneasy feeling grew stronger and stronger. The Death Eaters shouted and screamed, but the courage they had just mustered disappeared because of the giant's next move. They glared at Elwyn fiercely, their expressions shifting, and their faces turning uglier and uglier.
This was definitely the most shameful thing. They were actually frightened by a fourteen-year-old wizard and did not even dare to approach him.
If others knew that this was the performance of the notorious Death Eaters, they would be shocked speechless.
If Lord Voldemort was here, he would definitely reward these guys with a killing curse without hesitation.
"How stupid!" Elwyn looked at the guys below and put away his wand, not conjuring any more fireworks.
It was about time. The cyclops' power had been completely released from the energy stone and gathered in the magic rune in front of Elwyn.
The spell he was going to use was simple, not as complicated as the Death Eaters thought.
Elwyn was going to use the magic rune in front of him to stimulate the cyclops' power with his own mana, making it even more violent.
At the last moment, he would destroy the rune and release its power.
He predicted that the result would be the uncontrollable power going berserk and exploding, destroying everything as he had expected.
As long as he controlled the situation well, even a first-year wizard could do this.
Elwyn waved his wand and began to instill his mana into the magic rune in front of him.
Following his actions, the expressions of the giants that had gathered over suddenly became terrified.
It was incredible. They actually felt the presence of magic in the air, which was almost the first time in their lives.
The suppression from their bloodline almost made them breathless. All the Death Eaters were like Kakus and Takuma in the cave, crawling uncontrollably on the ground and begging for mercy.
The Death Eaters surrendered to the power of their ancestor, the cyclops, and did not have the slightest thought of resisting.
They did not know anything about magic, so they did not know that this was the power of the cyclops. They thought it was Elwyn's magic.
They raised their heads and looked up at the sky. Looking at the sky full of fireworks and the flashes of red lightning, they imprinted the appearance of this human boy in the depths of their minds. The story of Iven and the irresistible fear were passed down in the giant tribe.
But this was not enough. The Death Eaters were too forgetful. Elwyn wanted to leave an unforgettable impression on them.
With him as the center, the cyclops' power gathered and compressed, and powerful mana flowed through his fingertips …
A dark red ball of energy suddenly floated up, followed by another.
Rumble, rumble, rumble …
Outside the ball of energy, there were continuous flashes of lightning, and the loud noises were endless. Even the rock walls were shaking.
The cyclops' aura filled the valley again. The Death Eaters at the bottom of the cliff trembled, feeling fear in the depths of their souls. This was the suppression and submission in their bloodline. At this moment, they surrendered to both the cyclops and Elwyn's magic.
When Elwyn's magic was finally completed, the magic pattern in front of him instantly collapsed.
Elwyn's figure disappeared. What happened next was out of his control. The Death Eaters were horrified to see a huge and complicated magic rune appear right above the cliff. Crimson lightning flashed, falling faster and faster. The uncontrolled power was going berserk.
In the dark secret passage inside the mountain, in a place where the Death Eaters and the giants could not see, the magic pattern was also flashing.
Boom!
A powerful force gathered and burst out. In the huge explosion, countless cracks began to appear on the rock walls.
A strong red light flashed, and everyone closed their eyes.
When they opened their eyes, they saw the hard rock trembling, and the rumbling became even more violent.
Under the horrified gazes of the Death Eaters and Giants, the entire rock wall and the ground in front of them began to crack open, forming a rugged crack that looked like a bloody mouth that was about to swallow everything. Rocks kept falling, and the whole mountain was collapsing rapidly.
The Death Eaters and Giants were sweating profusely. They shouted loudly, waving their hands in the air in vain, and turned to escape.
They turned their heads from time to time, looking in horror at what was happening not far away. It was only then that they realized that this was the power of magic!
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