Chapter 1011 ?

"Avada Kedavra!" The Death Eater who reported the letter first seemed to be the leader of the remaining Death Eaters, and as he shouted hoarsely, the green magic light went straight to the bird. Allen with the mouth mask attacked.

This seemed to be the signal to ignite the attack, and green curses rushed towards Allen at the door.

Allen strode towards them, and the wand with red energy in his hand kept waving, breaking up the spells and bouncing them back. Although there were too many opponents at the moment, Allen hit the spell on the wall, The stones fell rustlingly, but some of the death curses were successfully reflected, hitting the Death Eaters' own bodies, causing them to fall straight to the ground and die.

For a moment, the scene changed to Allen alone forcing back the mob left behind after the elites were taken away by Voldemort. As Allen advanced step by step, a Death Eater at the front couldn't bear this pressure. He wanted to Turned around and fled, but just lowered the tip of his staff, as Allen raised his left arm, the fleeing wizard flew into the air as if lifted by an invisible big hand.

The Death Eater's wand, which was picked up in the air, fell to the ground, as if the ceiling of the grotto was attractive, and the whole person stuck to the ceiling horizontally. Allen's left hand clenched into a fist, and using the mage's hand ability he learned from the Nether scroll, he easily lifted the Death Eater and crushed his throat.

Before the Death Eater could even utter a scream, he tilted his head and fell from the ceiling of the cave to the ground with a "poof".

Then, Allen, who had never really practiced any swordsmanship, waved the red lightsaber indiscriminately, and just with his agility, he chopped down those dark wizards who had also never experienced intense fighting in front of him like chopping melons and vegetables. The momentum and weird magic are chilling.

"A...Alan Harris, he is Alan Harris!" Although Alan was wearing a beak mask, this unique dressing style and full head of white hair still made these Death Eaters in the initial stage. After the confusion, he recognized his identity.

"Tonight's action is a trap!"

"Merlin, what should we do!"

"Just recognized it? But as a reward, I'll give you a chance." Allen behind the beak mask said in a muffled voice, then released the energy on the wand and put it back.

Seeing this, these Death Eaters, whose will had collapsed, seemed to have seized their last hope, stopped the commotion and continued to target Allen with various spells. There were also constant stay-at-home Death Eaters pouring in from behind after getting the news, rushing into the passage, joining and attacking from behind their companions, they aggressively raised their wands, and violently shot spells at Allen.

The low-level abyssal demons summoned by the Death Eaters also appeared on the battlefield, but the dark wizards who stayed behind were not elite members. They didn't realize that their spells made it impossible for their summoned creatures to approach Allen's body. position.

"Damn it, let the one on the left put something else! He can't stop it!" The wizard with combat experience screamed hoarsely, using his experience in fighting more and less to direct these wizards to continue attacking. The fire was also released, and the rays of light looked dazzling. Under the indiscriminate bombardment, the cellar corridors began to shake slightly, and the dust that was crushed by the blast splashed everywhere.

This showed signs of weakening the attacks of the Death Eaters and the dark wizards who could not even be called Death Eaters. "Don't stop and continue!" The flame of the curse made them completely unable to see the figure of Alan in front of them.

"I can't see anything."

"You think we can really kill him? Go ahead."

"Enough! Nobody survives this situation! Don't collapse the entrance!."

After the dust cleared, the group of black wizards were stunned by the scene in front of them. Alan's intact figure emerged from the shadows. He had already taken off his mask. They found in despair that their attack just now was completely Hit in the air.

"Sorry ladies and gentlemen, I just received the news, it seems that I have to hold on a little bit... After all, I have to carry some of your things..." Alan twirled his fingers as he said.

The magic wands in the hands of several wizards in front of them suddenly turned into roaring giant poisonous snakes and bit their original owners. One of the poisonous snakes quickly wrapped the upper body of a thin wizard, almost strangling him out of shape, and then opened a huge Snake teeth dripping with green venom protruded from the mouth of the snake, and the bloody air rushed to his face, swallowing his head that had been strangled until his eyes protruded.

This brutal scene made the black wizards who temporarily escaped exclaimed, many of them were the black wizard reinforcements who had just rushed in from inside when they heard the movement.

The unpleasant smell of sulfur appeared out of nowhere amidst the tumbling and surging corridors, and the devil summoned by Allen from Bartor's Hell stared at the sworn enemies of the Abyss. The nest continued to unfold, the monsters threw each other into the sky, opened their mouths wide, waited for them to fall, and then swallowed them without any delay.

Intensive spells shot at Allen along with the despair of the master. The shadow shield rioted in the narrow space and was created by Allen to block him. The stones on the walls of the grotto seemed to be unable to withstand this momentum and fell down one after another. .fall. Splashes of dust filled the tunnel, choking the Death Eaters to cough.

After screaming in amazement, some Death Eaters turned around and ran towards the passage behind them. Some Death Eaters even fell down in a panic, crawling and crawling backwards on hands and feet.

The remaining Death Eaters still pointed their wands at Allen, desperately casting spells at Allen. This attack method carried a self-destructive idea. They attacked almost desperately, and all kinds of magic The curse flew towards Allen with a slap in the face.

But now that the frequency of attacks has been significantly reduced, Allen has time to use counterspells to reverse the spells they cast themselves.

"Stop the ones in the front, and tell Bellatrix in the back to hide her! Tell the ones in the back not to come over! Seal every door to buy her time!" A voice amidst the chaos After some hoarse Death Eaters finished speaking loudly, he waved his wand and charged forward with the determination to die, with veins on his face and a grim expression, "For the great Dark Lord!"

Hearing him mention the "Dark Lord", those Death Eaters gritted their teeth and followed behind him. These wizards who stayed in the passage and struggled against Allen lamented in their hearts: Even if they escaped by chance, once the Dark Lord finds out , the punishment may be more serious, not to mention that the descendant of the Dark Lord is in the belly of Bellatrix in this grotto, if something happens to her, her result may be more terrifying and painful than death. Thinking of this, the desperate Death Eaters surged up their strength from nowhere and attacked desperately.

And the wizards whom he named to report to the letter before ran almost desperately. They knew in their hearts: Obviously, the strength of their left behind mob is not Alan's opponent at all. They have fully realized the difference between themselves and Alan. The strength gap between them cannot be made up by numbers—unless the master can come back. It's just that the base has been set up by the other side with a screen barrier, and the news cannot be reported, and the base, which they have set up an anti-apparition circle, has become their own cage. Even if they can get past Alan Harris , and can't Apparate outside through the only exit full of poisonous gas.

It's just that those wizards who stayed behind did not last long in their desperate attacks. As they aimed at Alan Harris, many people's wands suddenly fell out of their hands, flew into the air and turned their heads so that the sharp wand tips were like a Inserting a sharp dagger into the throats of the wizards.

The wizard who gave the order just now seemed to have better luck than those colleagues who were directly stabbed to death, but at this moment, he can only stand still and dare not make any moves, staring at the man who is parallel to the tip of his nose. The wand, which was almost cross-eyed, was in front of his eyes, from the thin tip to the root of the hand, a series of crackling blue lights flashed continuously, the wand was like a small string of firecrackers, and disappeared without a trace after burning up.

At this time, in the depths of the grotto, Narcissa raised her head suspiciously when she heard the faint sound of explosions and faint screams: "What are these idiots doing?"

Bellatrix, who was sitting on the chair with her feet upright, gnawed on the watermelon, immediately threw the watermelon away, which made Nagini, who was digesting beside the bed, hiss in dissatisfaction.

"No, there are no more dirty mudbloods here for them to play with! We've been attacked!" Bella, who had no time to clean up the watermelon juice, didn't bother with the big snake, and just pulled out her fingers that looked like human fingers. Bending the wand stood up, touched his stomach unconsciously, exchanged glances with his sister Narcissa and gave the order, Sissy, stay here, I'll go out and have a look. "

"I'll go with you!" Narcissa, who had a deep understanding of Bellatrix's stubborn temper, didn't persuade her, but stood up as well, habitually raising her haughty chin that couldn't be refused.