Chapter 1219 I Want to Keep a Low Profile

"The Scorpion King!" Lavier murmured, "This is a monster, and it really exists!"

Except for Aiwen, the rest of the wizards present had probably never seen such a terrifying monster, and they were trembling constantly.

The wizard who shouted to fight just now has no voice now!

If the opponent was human, even if it was Voldemort, there would be people who would fight bravely, but facing such an unimaginable demon and such an invincible giant scorpion, there seemed to be no other choice but to surrender.

What they succumb to is not a terrible demon, but their own inner fear.

But Aiwen saw the battle between the two gods Horus and Seth not long ago, and the demon's momentum was a little bit worse.

At this moment, the witch beside the altar looked ecstatic, and the expression on her face was already distorted with excitement.

She climbed in front of the scorpion with all her strength and shouted, "Great master, I am you..."

snap! ! !

In the next second, the scorpion raised its pincers high and landed mercilessly, and she was smashed into a puddle of flesh and blood.

Flesh was flying, and the black wizard from Raven's Claw didn't even yell out the screams before he died.

She just died, at the moment she thought she was closest to success.

Aiwen shook her head, this desperate idiot, she probably thought until she died that what she summoned was the ancient Egyptian gods connected with her, but she didn't know that it was the demon guard left here by Ramses II.

"Hiss!" Looking at the witch who was smashed into flesh and blood, all the wizards gasped again. What's going on?

Wasn't this monster summoned by her? Isn't it her master?

Why was she killed, smashed to pieces without even the slightest hesitation?

Looking at the ferocious and terrifying scorpion, the wizards suddenly realized that the situation was not that simple.

That idiot black wizard, what she summoned is a real demon, a demon who wants to kill everyone.

She killed everyone, killed everyone present.

The wizards backed away with all their strength, and the cries and pleadings sounded again in the secret room.

They flocked to the sealed passage, frantically using magic and stone impacts, trying to carve out a way out of here.

"Stop it, stop it quickly, we can only live if we open the passage."

Most of the people squeezed into the passage, and some wizards organized to cast spells on the scorpion, but it didn't cause the slightest damage to it at all. Its gray carapace has a very strong defense, and magic can't stay on it. scars.

What crushing spells, stun spells, and impeding spells, these magics are just tickling for it.

Even the invincible Killing Curse has become a joke.

In front of the huge body of the scorpion, the creature transformed by the transformation technique is nothing.

A very old wizard was shaking a human skin doll, purple light flashed, many patterned poisonous spiders got out of the doll, and crawled towards the scorpion. arrive.

Then, there is no more!

These flower spiders look powerful, but no one really expects them to do harm to a demon.

There is also a black wizard who keeps throwing stones into the sky and doesn't know what he wants to do...

He was sweating profusely, was knocked down by the crowd, and failed to cast his magic.

The wizards took out their housekeeping skills. They knew that if they didn't kill the demon, they would all die.

In the end, someone even used the Fiercefire Curse, and the flames from hell were absorbed by the monstrous sun symbol on the sun obelisk in a blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, it was discovered that the scorpion monster suddenly had the power to manipulate fire.

A pillar of fire rose from the ground, and the wizard who used the Fiercefire Curse was directly burned to ashes.

"Intruders who dare to insult the pharaoh's majesty, you will all die!" Scorpion's indifferent voice sounded.

The vibration in the space became more violent. It swung its pincers violently, leaving a green trail. The defensive magic that had been sealed for thousands of years was activated again. Feeling the powerful coercion, everyone was desperate. They were going to die here. ...

"No, this monster, that is to say, the devil you are talking about, cannot be defeated at all. I have seen descriptions about the Scorpion King in some ancient books. It is the most powerful servant of Pharaoh." Lavier said, hanging on the The doll on the wrist was pulled off, "You will be with me for a while, Aiwen, don't leave, this thing will record our messages before death, my family has the magic to sense it, and when the rescue team comes in, they will Find our bones..."

"We don't have to die, I have a way!" Ivan said, breaking away from Lavie's right hand, and walked towards the center of the room.

He wanted to stop the demon just now, but the scene was too chaotic, thousands of wizards were attacking.

You can imagine that scene, the spells are flying around, and the room is full of magic and curse light.

All kinds of magic emerge in endlessly, and these attacks cannot cause harm to demons.

But if Aiwen passes by rashly, he is simply looking for death, dying under the magic of the wizard...

Now, gradually realizing that it is impossible to cause harm to the demons, many people gave up and stopped.

Although the scene is still chaotic, Ivan thinks he can handle it without any problem.

"Evan, come back quickly, what are you doing?!" Lavie yelled in horror.

"I'm going to stop this demon." Ivan said, motioning her to rest assured.

If possible, he also hopes to change to a low-key way to quietly solve the demon and the sun relic.

Don't be so loud, it's not his style.

Aiwen is not a showy person, but he can't just watch the devil kill all the wizards.

"It's not low-key again, I hope the rumors in the future will not be too outrageous!" He murmured, swung his wand, and summoned a shield to protect himself.

Ivan walked towards the center of the room, using his shield to block the spells flying towards him.

Soon, the wizards discovered the anomaly.

Everyone on the scene was retreating, and only Ivan was approaching.

"Is that boy crazy?"

"What does he want to do, defeat this monster alone?!"

"He's going to die! We're all going to die sooner or later!"

"My God, I know him. He's Alvin Mason. Absolutely. I saw him at the Quidditch World Cup the year before last." Someone shouted, "He's a student at Hogwarts. Fighting against that vampire in front of a hundred thousand people used magic that I couldn't even imagine."

"Ivan Mason? I've heard of this name before, that very famous little wizard, I even used him to teach my children!"

"Are you talking about the little wizard who was destined to defeat the Dark Lord?" asked a black wizard.

"The one you are talking about is Harry Potter, he is Irwin Mason, and he is considered to be Dumbledore's successor."

"Dumbledore, the greatest wizard in the world, this child is his successor..."

Many wizards have never heard of Ivan, but no one does not know Dumbledore, knowing that he is currently recognized as the most powerful wizard.

Wouldn't that do wonders for them if Evan was considered his successor?