Vol 2 Chapter 1500: ?fire man

Seeing Uncle Leonard and Ian standing safely in the room, Jessica's tight body, who had been worrying about them on the floating city, finally relaxed. She sighed; Ian looked thin while standing beside Owen A lot of Jessica frowned, and the momentary thought was that Jessica was taken as a hostage, but after thinking about it, she laughed at herself. Allen’s behavior is not good enough to use this method, the other party really You don’t need a hostage to do anything...
There was a sound of brushing the ground, and the wand was pulled out by some highly guarded and nervous American Aurors and held it in their hands, but these American wizards hadn't come to say anything in a hurry, Penello waved a semicircle in the air with no hands-suddenly she Stopped the action and frowned to look at Owen and Leonard, then bit his lip angrily, pressed the tip of the staff and turned downward, and the staff in his hand suddenly cast a spell.
The American wizards who pulled out their wands and pointed them at Ellen and Owen, and found that blue sparks suddenly appeared from the tip of the wand in their hands.
The flames burned quickly, and these Aurors had to throw their wands away immediately, so as not to be burned by the flames, and the wands eventually turned into ashes and spilled on the ground. A wizard stretched out his hand to keep him but grabbed it, pinched his fingers in his palm, and finally cast his horrified gaze on Penello.
Penello snorted coldly, but after she finished speaking, she looked at her palm again, her expression showed a little joy and was quickly suppressed by her: "Next time you point someone with a magic wand, you won’t be burned. It's more than a magic wand."
"Please don’t be nervous, you guys, we are not malicious... In fact, I think everyone knows very well that if my son did it from the very beginning... you would not have the opportunity to come to the Rocky Mountains to establish a defense zone..." Owen’s tone is relatively good. Friendly, after speaking, he changed his expression to become more gentle and friendly and turned to Leonard, "Leonard, now we have more important things to talk about... it’s about the end of the world, and it’s no longer the same as these little kids playing. Something"
Leonard, who returned to his normal look from the initial consternation, raised his eyes and looked at Owen for a few seconds. He was a little annoyed by the warning and contempt in the other party's words, but he straightened his back and walked forward. A few steps, neither humble nor arrogant stretched out his hand and invited: "The survival of the country is nothing trivial. Secretary Harris's approach to the door is unexpected, but it seems that we are negligent and impolite. Please come and sit with me, and we will discuss in detail..."
After receiving the expressions of the American wizards around him, Allen shrugged his shoulders without saying a word. He was a little bit self-deprecating: Now his appearance is beyond the expectations of these Americans, making them think that they have to act personally if they do not follow the rules. , So he was so flustered-and he himself previously thought that Death would not do such a thing, but after the other party didn't follow the rules, he was actually as flustered as these American wizards.
However, the noise of the Americans around him like the enemy, and Jessica's urging to watch Allen in a daze made him regain his senses, and Allen naturally took a step in Leonard's direction.
"Ian, wait for my father and your uncle to finish talking. Let's go to my house for dinner. You haven't seen my twins. They are very naughty and cute... Wait..." Let yourself and Ian walk side by side. Alan, who was with him, originally greeted with a smile and friendly, but then his gaze swept across Ian’s cheek inadvertently, suddenly the pupil of his left eye narrowed and stared at Ian, and he said seriously, "Wait, you It’s best to contact your teammates immediately to stabilize them, otherwise they will suffer physical pain and damage. I think this is a waste...and also a kind of help to the of death..."
"Uh...what?" Ian, who was too kindly treated and somewhat overwhelmed by Allen, could not recover for the first time, but he immediately raised his heart after realizing Alan's prophecy, and he held the badge: " Captain! This is Ian, Captain McDuff!"
There was no response from the badge.
"I went over and said in person." Ian turned and walked quickly to the side of the fireplace. Just grabbing a handful of Floo powder, he heard a piercing alarm erupting from the observation port of the defense zone bunker, and then the Floo powder. It rustled away from his hand.
Realizing that it was not good, Leonard turned his head to Owen as a confession. He walked directly to the bunker window in three steps and two steps. He picked up the panoramic telescope and looked into the distance.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
At the outer defensive stronghold that Ian was previously surrounded by raging flames, the sky has been dyed crimson by the flood of fire, and the crackling flames mixed with oppressive and painful roars, getting closer and closer in the flames. His voice was like the roar of a devil crawling out of hell, rough, dumb, high-pitched, vague, and it was difficult to distinguish what they were shouting. The terrifying roar was getting closer and closer, accompanied by a cry of pain.
Immediately, like many people, the next scene made the body of Leonard who was watching immediately froze, as if a stone statue did not move.
And in this piece of humanoid creatures full of flames that rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, the flame avoidance curse on these Aurors obviously could not withstand this blazing flame corridor, except for the very elite. In addition to protecting the caster, most of the other people's bodies are burning.
And although the bubble curses on the heads of these American wizards did not react with the flames, they continued to protect their faces, but they were inevitably blackened. Only the teeth in their open mouths were still white, and the roar of war came from inside. Sky.
It is like the flame devil returning from the of Batol, rushing out of the sea of ​​fire and shouting loudly, but because of the high temperature of the flame, the vocabulary they want to express has finally turned into some sounding chaotic shouts. -Burned by the fire, they resisted the pain and used roars instead of venting, but the unbearable pain made their voices deformed and distorted.
Seeing these fire men getting closer and closer, the surrounding wizards of the United Kingdom couldn't believe their eyes—the human figures that burst out and were wrapped in soaring flames were the guerrillas who had fought with them before.
Burned by the raging fire, they endured the pain and used roar instead of venting, but the unbearable pain made their voices deformed and distorted, but they were still stubbornly using their flaming wands to cast spells.
The intrepid fireman braved the intertwined spell and rushed towards the United Kingdom. The wands in the hands of the American wizards were also burning, making their random spells drop a lot and finally they turned into all Scope magic, wherever they went, they were contaminated with raging fire, spreading quickly, and there were burning flames and sparks everywhere.
"Didn't they have blocked the exit with fire? Are they not afraid of pain? Are they already negotiating peace talks?"
The shocking scene before them made these questions sound in the hearts of many United Kingdom wizards, but their daily training still made them subconsciously raise their wands in their hands.