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Chapter 682 Glue the Butcher(1/2)

The entire logistics office was silent.

Almost everyone in the team looked breathless and extremely nervous.

Only the group of hunters in the hunter group seemed extremely relaxed and indifferent.

Because they firmly believe that their beloved Vlius can solve all the problems that are blocking them.

Their ideas are in some sense nothing wrong.

Because in a short while, Link had a solution and put his thoughts into action.

Then he saw Link gently swaying the wand in his hand, and the dense invisible blades were thrown out, directly cutting the few silver corpses closest to everyone into pieces.

This move was like stabbing a balloon with a needle, instantly detonating a large area of ​​Yin corpses. Then the impact of the explosion affected the Yin corpses in the distance, causing a chain reaction in an instant.

For a moment, a terrifying explosion continued to sound, and dark green fog and corrosive acid almost enveloped the logistics office.

The Ministry of Magic of Yingguo, who was already very nervous, was frightened directly.

Especially Moody and some other Aurors and strikers with combat experience, according to their experience, the explosion of such intensity at this frequency can blow up the entire logistics office and even the French Ministry of Magic!

Moody's reaction was the fastest.

He rushed to Hogwarts' team almost the first time the explosion occurred. He held up a small wine cup-shaped door key in his hand and was about to try to break through the anti-phantom manifestation spell that had been stretched out in the French Ministry of Magic.

The other Aurors and strikers raised their wands to use armor to protect themselves and protect their teammates.

But when they really made some moves, everyone was surprised to find that the deep green poisonous mist and acid that soared into the sky did not affect them, but were blocked by a thick translucent magic shield wall.

The venom and acid mist were obviously added to the venom and acid mist, which had similar effects to the Madago Cat's Demon Breaking. The moment it came into contact with the magic shield wall, a corroding sound of teeth sounded, directly corroding more than half of the shield wall at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But even so, the shield wall still stood in front of everyone, except for the small thickness, but there was no crack even a slight crack.

And as the acid flowed down and the vision began to become clear again, everyone was surprised to find out.

The magic shield wall similar to this form did not only appear in front of them, but instead firmly protected all key magic nodes including the gate of the minister's office, with the entire logistics office as the center, so that the entire hall did not collapse due to a corpse explosion.

"Europe--"

After a brief silence, deafening cheers rang out of the line.

Almost everyone was waving their arms hard and cheering loudly, marveling at Link's strength.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Moody still held up the door key in the wine cup shape, and was in a state of stagnation.

In fact, to be rigorous, most of the people who are cheering now are just silly and happy.

Their level is too low and the gap with Link is too big, so they only know that Link is very powerful, but they have no real sense of this kind of power.

It’s like everyone knows that the richest man in the world is very rich, knows that he owns so many houses, hundreds of billions of dollars in wealth, etc., but these things cannot cause any emotional fluctuations in their ears, because the information they receive is ultimately concentrated and naturalized into a unified, shallow conclusion-the richest man in the world is very rich.

You must use a language like the richest man in the world who can exchange for several B2 bombers, or buy as many hamburgers, so that they can feel the true deep meaning.

Moody's is different.

As an Auror, a hero who has captured countless Death Eaters and experienced two Voldemort's rise, Moody has sufficient strength and experience to understand Link's strength.

The protection spell was used to suppress such a large-scale Yin corpse explosion to a very small range, and the personnel and buildings were relatively intact and safe.

This kind of thing cannot be done by using some tricks and using some cleverness.

What is needed is pure strength, or magical strength.

By heart, such a strong magic Moody has only been seen in Dumbledore at his heyday in his youth.

As for now, considering the destruction of the body by time, Dumbledore may be able to do the same with the old wand, but if he put down the old wand and competed purely with his own magic, then Dumbledore would not be Link's opponent in this regard.

The most important thing is that Link is still young now!

A young man in his twenties has already mastered such terrifying power.

So how strong should he be when his physical strength is at its peak at the age of thirty or forty?

Moody didn't dare to think about it!

On the other hand, Link had already controlled his magic power to ignite a cluster of fierce fires in the logistics hall enclosed by the magic shield wall.

The concentrated poison gas and acid liquid gathered after a large number of Yin corpses exploded were originally a high-energy aggregate and extremely flammable. It is one of Lihuo's favorite "foods".

In almost the blink of an eye, the blazing white flames almost spread throughout the entire logistics office.

Seeing this, there was another cheer in the crowd.

Some Aurors and hunters also began to clean up and check their equipment. They were all very clear that the poison gas and acid that blocked them in front of them would soon be completely removed, and they were about to move forward and go to the last minister's office.

After conquering there, they can declare to everyone that they have conquered the ruling center of the French magic world and completed the first phase of the revenge plan!

This will be an achievement that will make their families proud of hundreds or thousands of years!

But with the blazing fire in the hall, Link, who was already standing in front of the team, his brows became tighter and tighter.

The hunters around were still a little confused at first.

But when the poisonous gas in the hall in front of them fell to a clear field of view, their expressions became even more exaggerated than Link, and their eyes were filled with horror.

Because what they saw through the translucent magic shield wall was a "giant" with a height of about ten meters and almost over the ceiling!

This "giant" was bathed in the surging fire and was fighting against various monsters that the fire was intended to transform.

This should have been a battle without any suspense, but the giant's arm was waving, and the blue magical aura was frequently bursting out.

Under the impact of these pure magic power, any fire monster that dares to approach its body will be dispersed into Mars in the sky as soon as possible.

The scene was so weird that it was stalemate.

But this kind of thing is not too outrageous.

Many Aurors and hunters present can basically do it as long as they reach the professor level without regard to their own magic power consumption.

But the persistence will be very short, basically only 1 to 2 seconds.

After all, Lihuo is just a magic flame with cursive characteristics. Although Link's extremely pure cursive magic power gives Lihuo a huge damage bonus, after all, its explosive attack power is still not particularly outstanding. As a professor-level wizard in the first echelon of the magic world, it can still be done with a little resistance.

What really shocked the experienced old hunters was the appearance of the "giant".

The ‘giant’ is not a real giant, but a giant mountain of meat composed of a large number of corpses and remains, barely maintaining a general human form.

It is covered with various corpse spots and rotten body surfaces, and is densely distributed with a large number of hands, feet and limbs, as well as densely packed large tumors.

A large part of the limbs have the ability to move independently and have actual combat capabilities. The blazing white fire will also break with the waving of these grafted arms.

As for those tumors, they kept moving.

It was not until Li Huo accidentally broke through the defense of the "giant" and truly approached the "giant" that the dazzling fire light shone out the faces on the tumors.

The original owners of these faces vary in age, from the wrinkled old man to the children who are still crying.

Their only common point is that they are wailing in pain all the time. Although no one can hear their real screams due to the lack of vocal organs, this silent pain is even more heartbreaking.

Even the old hunters who were used to the bloody and tragic scenes had large amounts of goose bumps on their bodies at this moment.

"This is a bonding butcher, a very popular war weapon around the eleventh century. When I was young, I saw it on the battlefields of the Death Eaters and the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic of the Ninth Kingdom. It was made by Voldemort. He is a genius in creating yin corpses."

Lao Kelie explained with an ugly expression, "But the bonding butcher I saw at that time was relatively small, about five meters high. And normally, because the corpse of the wizard is too precious, the bonding butcher is made from the remains of the Muggle's corpse as raw materials.

But the head that appears in front of us now is different.

This guy was purely spliced ​​with wizard corpses, and even his soul was locked directly in those human faces.

Only in this way can this butcher bonded to use magic so frequently. After all, there are so many ‘dry batteries’ in its body!”

After hearing this, Newland, who had secretly approached Link, couldn't help but shivered and said with a trembling voice:

"God, how much life does this wizard need to be used!"

Old Kelie narrowed his eyes and estimated with rich experience:

"It's 300 people. When making this thing, many parts of the corpse cannot be used, so the waste will be more serious."

"Woo--"

A strange sound burst out from Newland's throat, and he couldn't help but murmur, "How many people are there in the entire French magic world? If you really want to calculate this, even if no staff from the French Ministry of Magic have escaped, you have to add hundreds of corpses, right?"

This time, Lao Kelie did not respond.

He really couldn't bear to tell Newland again that the French Ministry of Magic could not have so many staff members. According to Newland's algorithm, the bodies of civilian wizards transported in outside would probably be doubled or three times more.

Old Krei shook his head and turned to look at Link.

Compared to Newland's loss of composure, Link was much calmer, and his expression didn't even change at all.

However, Li Huo in the logistics office is becoming more and more irritable, and the fiery white mimicry monsters are launching crazy attacks on the "giants" every moment.

This is enough to prove that Link's emotions were obviously not as indifferent as he showed on his face.

"Please take care of each unit and eliminate it."

Link said softly.

This cold, but murderous words were passed into the ears of every Yingguo wizard present.

Almost everyone raised their wands as soon as possible and prepared to attack according to the orders.

Even the Order of the Phoenix, who had previously made it clear that he would not help Link deal with other people from other places, was no exception.
To be continued...
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