Chapter 1381 ? Leeches
It is still quiet in the early morning in the UK, but the mansion of the Umbrella Branch in the United States is in the early morning due to jet lag, and it must not be quiet here.
The mansion’s main entrance was bursting with cursed rays of light and curses, and beside the fountain on the other side, there was a temporary invisibility cloak scene made of invisible animal fur. Ian resisted the urge to lift the cloak to fight, and calmed down. They were waiting for the companions in front to make more noise.
More companions roared and rushed towards the research institute, attracting the attention of these armed forces. The open door of the institute is like a ferocious mouth, and these armed forces are its teeth, and for these wizards who have basically no combat training but rely on their blood, it will undoubtedly not take long for them to They will be expertly subdued by the guards - they are no more difficult to deal with than those sneaky commercial spies.
"Ian, do it..." Graves lifted the cloak first, let go of the white-haired wizard he was holding, and ordered in a cold voice, "Mr. Ashford, open the door for us."
This sorcerer named Ashford has a sharp-edged square cheek with an impressive aquiline nose, and deep wrinkles formed between his brows because of long-term frowning. He wears black with dark green trim His magic robes fit as well as his neatly combed hair. Judging from his appearance and attire, he was clearly a wizard with a tough style. He suddenly fell to the ground, staggered a few steps to support the edge of the pool, and after standing still, he stretched out his hand to support the rimless white glasses that had just been crooked when he was caught, and then began to take out three badges Same thing.
Ian also lifted off the invisibility cloak on his body, held up his wand and cast the Iron Armor Curse to build a defense, and then only resisted a few spells fired by the guards in the distance. Mount the emblem in the grooves of the three raven statues by the pool.
Then there was movement in the pool, the water in it began to be sucked into the beaks of the ravens, and the bricks at the bottom of the pool began to move, revealing the spiral staircase inside.
"Quick! Go in, there are no guards inside! They are generally not allowed to enter!" Graves showed the joy of victory on his face, and shouted to make Ian and Ashford quickly follow in, although the guards had already started They came here but still didn't rush to stop them from entering.
"boom!"
Not long after Ian and the others entered the staircase leading to the real underground research institute, they blasted it with a thunderbolt explosion to buy time.
But the excitement didn't last long. The dark and bloody scene unfolded in front of Ian made him lose his voice, and Graves also gasped.
On both sides of a narrow corridor are countless separated transparent compartments, and the glass of some compartments is stained with a lot of blood and unknown substances emitting blue light.
Some werewolves or wizards snarled, or huddled, or were silently isolated in these rooms,
Some experimental equipment and slaughtering bench-like facilities accompanied them coldly. Some of the taken out organs were brightly placed on the test bench, and the bubbling blood maintained the vitality of the strange people under the effect of magic.
Ian, who was in a daze, skillfully cast the petrification spell on the researchers inside under Auror training. There was a sound of smashing the wall and an angry roar from his side. He looked sideways and saw a The hairy werewolf wore a wooden shackle, and its sharp wolf claws kept scratching the enchanted glass. There were heavy iron weight-like anklets on both ankles, and the middle was pulled by an iron chain.
But the most terrifying thing is its head - although its body is still a normal werewolf, its head has a strange growth. Those human eyes, mouths, and ears grew out of order on the green head that swelled several times. Except for the facial features in the middle of the face, it can be seen that it is human-shaped, and the other organs grow wantonly everywhere. The cheeks are swollen, almost rotting flesh. The several mouths on the twisted and deformed head opened at the same time, roaring angrily, obviously it had no reason to speak of.
"Gangdufushi...you're right..." Ian was trembling with anger. He was still a little suspicious of the other party's words, but after seeing this scene with his own eyes, his worries and affection for Alan had disappeared. Haven't been idle on the internet and started taking photos of these evil evidences with the phone with the magic camera.
"Hahaha... What a great irony..." Graves seemed to be laughed angrily, his shoulders were shaking and his eyes were full of anger and even aggrieved, "This is beyond my original imagination, just such a person... is still regarded as As the new savior, regarded as the savior who defeated the Dark Lord... he himself should be counted as the third generation!"
The grotesque corpses of werewolves and humanoids, the cold equipment and the high test bed almost like a slaughtering platform, tubes of potions with strange colors...these were all quickly photographed by the two of them.
Ashford, whose soul was captured, followed them, explaining the purpose and principle of various facilities in a sleepwalking tone. After learning that the test subjects themselves were some who had committed capital crimes and tried to maliciously spread Wolf's Poison or Queen of the dark wizard with several lives.
Ian's expression seemed less angry than before, but he still pursed his lips angrily: "This is not a reason, the laws of the United States also prohibit this kind of behavior, even if they are death row prisoners, they should be handed over to us." The Magic Council will be on trial."
"He probably doesn't even look down on the Ministry of Magic of his own country. How do you expect him to abide by the regulations of our Magic Congress in the United States?" Graves said, but his eyes were fixed on those who were introduced by Ashford. "These things made of viruses also show their attitude towards Muggles, which is not as good as they like to show..."
"These hypocrites... If this thing leaks out, it will have irreparable consequences for Muggles. We'd better hurry up. The landslide won't delay those guards for a few minutes." Ian's tone was full of worry and urgency, and he couldn't wait to send Everything here is exposed.
"Who are you? Stop, get out of here! Where are the guards?!!!"
The appearance of a voice interrupted the two people's thoughts. A wizard rushed out from a deeper laboratory. He was wearing a white robe that was even a bit shabby and tattered, with blood-stained gloves on his hands. With white gloves, blood and unknown potions splashed all over his body, he was handsome, but his face was a bit too feminine with obvious anger.
"That's the James Marcus in the data!" Ian shouted, and after noticing that the other party raised his wand, he immediately raised his arms to subdue the other party, "You continue to be rigid! I'll solve it... eh?!! "
To Ian's surprise, the researcher in front of him seemed much more difficult to deal with than the opponent they dealt with before. After mastering the status quo, he neatly used the silent spell technique to make himself terribly deformed, accompanying himself With a roar of suppressed pain, this terrifying research institute instructor whose whole body seemed to start to squirm and his eyes turned into slug tentacles, finally turned into hundreds of densely packed leeches in front of Ian. They bounced and squirmed like a storm came rushing over.
These greenish-black, slightly flattened, cylinder-like guys almost weave a huge insect net, and the flat gray-green abdomen is revealed in front of them, and the U-shaped jaws in the abdomen are opened ferociously , exposing the bony sharp teeth that ordinary leeches should not have.
There were shrill screams in the room. These large numbers of leeches seemed to have lost their minds after being dispersed, unable to distinguish friend from foe. Many of the werewolves and wizards who were tied to the wall and fixed on the test bench were also Wrapped in layers, adsorbed on them to absorb blood.
Ian, who was in front of the defense, lost his initiative in the face of this unexpected attack. His Iron Armor Curse managed to deflect most of it, but the gap under his feet slipped a lot, and they fell into his dragon in an instant. He climbed on the leather boots and began to climb up like the breeches above. Although he was temporarily resisted by the reliable defense of the Auror uniform, the scalp-tingling thing also made him try to drive the leeches off his feet. The defense power of the monsters dropped a lot, and a few of them directly hit Ian's face and began to bite.