Chapter 1746 A Different Dark Wizard

"Enemy attack—"

The originally peaceful night was broken.

The sound of the horn with magical power spread all over the shores of Lake Mälaren, and countless Muggles and wizards who lived in seclusion here all year round were awakened together. However, what was more powerful than the sound of the horn was the black flames that splashed on the lakeside houses and streets, as well as howls that seemed to come from hell.

Those were the figures of two devils descending from the sky, with long and scarlet eyes, hard and sharp claws, and a body as black as ink.

One of them has wings on its back, with fangs that look like evil ghosts in its mouth, and black flames appear out of thin air one after another in its palm; It can knock down a building.

However, not everyone can see their terrifying images—at least ordinary Muggles can't really see where they are, and only the doom-like scene they create is the only way to see May. The Muggles of Lake Laren announced their arrival.

And when these two "devils" landed on the lake without warning and began to wreak havoc on the shore, more and more wizards gathered outside the three-story building on a hill not far away.

These wizards, all dressed in black robes, were summoned by the sound of the horn.

"Ms. Larson, did you tell me what's going on? What are those two monsters?"

It can be seen that when the door of the small building opened and a woman who looked about forty or fifty years old came out, almost everyone outside immediately surrounded her.

And according to the question of the middle-aged man who squeezed in front and spoke first, this not-so-big house should be the home of Ursula and Safina.

As for Ms. Larson, who seems to be a maid in her attire...

"Mr. Anderson... and everyone, the lady said, please help Mr. Skarsdergar of the Muggle government to evacuate the Muggle crowd first. And the two black magic creatures, the lady will find a way to deal with it."

Hearing what the other party said, Anderson nodded first, then hesitated and said:

"Ms. Larson, actually...you should understand. What we care more about is, didn't the miss know about tonight's event this time?"

But in response to his inquiry, Ms. Larson just shook her head calmly.

"I'm not sure about that, the lady didn't say anything."

In this regard, Anderson and the other members around had no choice but to hesitate for a while, then turned and disapparated away, and started to evacuate their Muggle neighbors according to Ursula's order.

Seeing this, Ms. Larson also turned around and returned to the house, and closed the door again quite calmly.

In fact, she was indeed the maid of the Grofein family, and she had been working here since she was a young girl.

Because Ursula and Safina's parents died early, both girls grew up under her care.

But it is precisely because of this that she has never been married until now, so everyone calls her "Ms. Larson".

Not long after dealing with the people outside, Larson went straight upstairs and came to the door of Ursula's room on the third floor.

I saw her reach out and knock on the door,

softly said:

"Miss, the evacuation of the Muggle residents has been explained."

Before the words fell, Larson heard Ursula in the room say:

"Okay, then next, I have to trouble you to help me down... Hurry up."

"Miss, your body—"

"It's okay," Ursula said calmly. "This attack is extraordinary. If we don't respond as soon as possible, I'm afraid the entire Lake Mälaren will be stained red with blood tonight."

A moment later, an old but exquisite carriage, dragged by a thestral, drove out from the back of the house, and flew straight towards the lake from the air.

...

However, just as the middle-aged wizard surnamed Anderson was worried about, this time Ursula did not predict the disaster tonight in advance.

Well, or to be more precise——she didn't expect that the crisis she felt in the Norwegian palace at that time would follow her to her home.

He clearly sensed the danger and actively tried to avoid it, but in the end he failed to avoid it. In Ursula's view, this was a huge mistake of her own.

At this time, when Ursula was rushing to the scene of the attack, disaster had already come.

"boom--"

The big, burly "devil" violently swung his arms on the street, smashing a shop along the street, and at the same time, four or five blindly running Muggles were instantly sent flying away by it. It's a pity that they couldn't even see where the enemy who hurt them was, so they all died on the spot.

In mid-air, another "demon" was flapping its wings, throwing black flames from its hands. The Muggles who were hit would fall to the ground and howl under the flames, with a painful and grim expression, but they would not die immediately.

To be honest, compared to being burned by the black flames, it might be more refreshing to be punched and killed by the "big man" in front, at least then you don't have to suffer such a big crime.

"Go, go... this way!"

Of course, wizards who risked their lives to help Muggles escape have arrived one after another. They kept waving wands in their hands, using levitation spells to support collapsed houses, releasing signals to call for more rescue, and even trying to attack the two monsters.

Some Muggles were even surprised—the neighbors they saw often, turned into heroes with "superpowers".

It's a pity that they are obviously not "heroes", they are just a group of inconspicuous wizards living in this era. Maybe they are a little stronger than Muggles in terms of self-protection ability, but they are just as vulnerable in front of those two "demons".

"Run away! Don't look back... Stellan, I saved your life tonight, and I won't pay back the money I owe you!"

"Bourne, take my brother...don't worry about me, I'm a wizard, I won't die so easily..."

"Rebecca, forget me! Find a better man—"

Similar cries abound in the streets and alleys. Most of them may be dark wizards, but their relationship with Muggles is closer than many wizards in this world who have never been exposed to black magic.

"Boom!"

Another building collapsed suddenly, crushing many people under the broken bricks and rocks. As the black flames scattered and splashed in all directions, there were even more screams and screams.

Ursula's Thestral carriage was speeding past in mid-air. She looked down through the window, but she didn't stop and land, but sped straight towards the lake of Lake Mälaren.

The disaster is still going on.

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