Chapter 1382 Sewer

Ian, who realized that he was hit by a bad move, hadn't come to call for help. Graves behind him grabbed a leech that had jumped on his side neck and threw it aside. Blood flowed from his neck, but he didn't go at all. Instead, he used his hand to make a hollow in front of the long mouth, and a huge flame rose from his mouth, turning into a giant snake under the control of his palm.

This fire snake was controlled by Graves just like the popular snake game in Little Wizard recently, and rescued Mr. Ashford who was captured by the soul. The more the leeches were caught, the more the flames would grow. The hair grew stronger, and its heat also helped Ian have time to breathe, allowing him time to crush the leeches on his face and body. The blood and swollen wounds that came out made him look a little embarrassed.

He looked at the wriggling leeches on the surrounding test subjects with some trepidation. Many of them had been sucked into corpses with shriveled skin. The wrinkled skin was like rotten vegetables dehydrated, and the empty eye sockets spoke of despair. , and even some leeches crawled out of their mouths, looking for the next target to attack.

Compared to the trembling Ian, Graves was very calm and reminded aloud: "Use fire attack to solve them, or acid magic to corrode them, don't be frightened by their appearance, this kind of black magic is not difficult to solve."

This tactic is undoubtedly correct. It didn't take long for the leeches to stop attacking after they were killed to a certain extent, but regrouped together and became Marcus again. It's just that he looks It was much more tragic than when it appeared just now.

His body was covered with melted skin that was burnt and corroded by strong acid, and many places were sunken, and Graves, who had been bitten a few times, touched his own blood on his neck, and raised his chin very annoyed. Tall, the tip of the wand facing Marcus habitually emitted green light in his hand.

"Stiffness!" As soon as Ian's voice came out, Graves immediately realized that he had acted improperly. He shook, the green light dissipated, and a red light instantly knocked away Marcus, who was panting, flying He hit the glass wall, fell to the ground and rolled around several times, passing out.

"Sorry... There seems to be something wrong with my wand, and I can't use it smoothly..." Graves said apologetically and shook his wand, "Let's hurry up, the time for the Portkey is coming."

Get rid of the guy in the way, Ian and Graves speed up, Graves cast another spell to petrify Ashford, and started to use forget all on him, and finally they tended to shoot more things Instead of picking up some messy materials, Graves looked at the labels on a drug shelf when he passed by, and picked out a few bottles of wolfbane immunity potions and put them in his pocket.

And there was a messy sound on the side of the spiral staircase, and then the hurried footsteps were getting closer and closer, mixed with the growling of dogs. Guards in umbrella uniforms rushed in from the door with several hell dogs with black bone spurs on their backs and some ferocious devil summons.

"Damn! What did you do to Professor Marcus?!!! You are surrounded,

If you can't run, give up unnecessary resistance! Immediately the captain of the guard at the front also noticed Ashford, and he threatened and warned loudly, "Let Mr. Ashford go!" "

But Graves and Ian did not intend to give up their vigilance at all. Ian took a few steps forward, tilted his head slightly and asked: "Stand back, Gangdufushi."

The captain with hearing aid equipment frowned when he heard the portkey. He understood the economics of the matter and the plan of the young man in front of him to block the attack when the portkey was activated. With a wave, the ferocious Cerberus rushed towards Graves and Ian first, pointed at them with sharp black horns protruding from its cheeks, and opened its mouth as if it could swallow the head of a wizard.

Ian gritted his teeth and tried his best to cast any protective spell he knew, but his personal power simply couldn't completely stop so many monsters and their guards, this large group of hideous inhumans The monster approached almost without hindrance.

Just when Ian was about to launch a counter-charge to buy more time, green light shot out from behind him, and appeared one after another. Those inhuman monsters uttered shrill and piercing roars, and fell to the ground, as if death was in a hurry. Come and take their lives.

The speed and ferocity of casting Avada Kedavra also frightened the guards behind the dead monster. I don’t know if Ian and the others will take a few steps back after using the Unforgivable Curse on people. Leaving, but not daring to move forward.

Seeing this, the captain ordered angrily: "Get rid of them! We must not let them go! We made such a big mistake today, and if you don't want to lose such a good job, do it to me!"

This awakened the guards and revived their morale. The spell rained down on Ian and them in all directions. Facing the guards who had also received combat training, Ian's Auror status could not bring him anything. There were too many advantages, even if relying on dueling talent and years of training allowed him to last a few seconds longer, he was quickly hit by the guard's petrification spell.

But to Ian's surprise, Graves broke out again. He seemed to be unshackled, and used several fixed non-lethal spells to shoot out continuously. The rebound of the iron armor spell let him solve many problems. Guard less.

"The time is almost up..." Graves resisted, and took out a pocket watch to look at it, and then stuffed a few bottles of potions in his arms into Ian's bad seed, "Ian, you don't need to gather later , teleport away immediately after you pass by, and go directly to the Magic Congress to wait for me."

Before the action, Ian and the others considered that at the end of the action, the wizards would definitely not have time to gather together, so each of them had a portkey, and in order to avoid being determined by everyone, they would not be able to get together. It's the same - but what Ian cares about in the situation before him is the strength of Graves who continues to fight again.

Ian thought that no matter how good his family's education was, Graves was expected to serve as the Minister of Security of the Magic Congress recently, but he was just an outstanding congress official, and no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't compete with professionally trained Aurors like them. The reality of the night slapped him several times in the face.

In addition to being calm enough, Graves seems to have quite mature combat experience. In addition to being excellent in the face of leeches, Ian now feels that the timing and smoothness of his non-lethal spells are beyond his ability. The most important thing is that he used so many death-killing curses in a row in the battle with those monsters just now, as if this Unforgivable Curse was like a part of his life, but before he had time to think about it, the scar on Ian's neck The horned snake necklace began to twist, and for a moment it seemed that there was a hook behind his navel that slammed forward with irresistible momentum, his feet left the ground, and his figure disappeared from the underground laboratory.

After Ian disappeared, Graves waved his wand, causing several bottles of medicine on the command shelf to fly out. The strangely colored potion flowed into the sewer, and then his figure began to distort, disappearing from the spot.