Chapter 300

Wenda looked at the sky.

He spoke softly: "The new master of the saints, and the people who are destined to be crushed by the new masters of the saints!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned.

Whether it's people from the Ministry of Magic, people from pure-blood families, or people from saints.

New owner of the saints.

They know very well what this title represents.

Those at the Ministry of Magic couldn't help but have panicked looks on their faces.

Saint, that's a saint.

In Germany, it is no exaggeration to say that the saints represent an era!

Is truly powerful.

Trevicorn stood at the head of the Auror procession.

Looking at Erwin in the sky.

I couldn't help but swallow.

Saint's, new owner?

He really didn't expect that Erwin, who came to Germany for the first time, would become the new owner of the Saints.

The most important thing is that the new master of the Saints, if Erwin can really control all the power of the Saints.

Then it seems that what Erwin said to him might actually come true!

That's a saint.

In Germany, what does the word saint mean?

No one knows this better than they, the Aurors.

It can be said that they grew up listening to the legends of the saints, and they are also the group of people who truly understand the energy of the saints.

He looked at the director of the Auror Office standing in front of him.

Trevicorn's eyes flashed.

He really doesn't like people standing in front of him and blocking him!

The Saints' men fixed their gazes on the two men fighting in the air.

They didn’t know who the new owner of the saint that Wenda was talking about was.

But both of them are so powerful.

The most important thing is that these words came from Wenda's mouth.

That is to say, this is Grindelwald's tacit approval.

Some radical saints are already getting agitated.

They have been silent for too long. They really don't like this quiet and stable life, especially they don't like it!

Especially in these years, because Grindelwald imprisoned himself in the tower, the Saints were weak.

It has allowed many small families to stand up and become pure-blood families now.

Although due to Grindelwald's power, no one dared to do anything to these saints.

But they are obviously no longer as majestic as before!

Too many of them miss the times when the Saints were powerful.

mid-air.

The battle between Erwin and Eren continues.

After multiple spells and blessings, the life-killing curse turned into purple meteors and rushed towards Allen.

Allen looked disdainful. In his opinion, the power of ancient magic was very powerful.

A mere magic spell cannot break through the magic shield formed by ancient magic.

However, the next moment.

Something that Allen didn't expect happened.

The purple light dispersed directly in front of the magic shield.

Bypassing the magic shield, it bombarded Allen's body.

Allen's expression suddenly changed.

The scepter in his hand waved rapidly.

Black mist rose from the surface of the body.

The life-killing curse hit the black mist directly.

There were bursts of explosion sounds.

Allen staggered.

Erwin looked at Allen, who was shrouded in black mist.

His brows furrowed slightly.

As the black fog slowly dissipated.

Allen's voice came: "Erwin, I didn't expect you to have such weird methods! I underestimated you!"

Erwin was slightly shocked.

What exactly is this black mist?

Are you trying to resist the life-killing curse?

This is not scientific.

It's against the settings.

Allen said: "However, if you only have this method, you will stop here!"

After saying that, Allen raised his scepter slightly and was about to take action.

But in Erwin's direction, several more magic spells hit Allen.

Erwin was disdainful. Do you really think I'm joking with you?

Life and death are facing each other, am I still here to give you time to accumulate strength?

Erwin waved the wand in his hand quickly.

Under unlimited firepower, Erwin didn't care about the loss of magic power at all.

Infinite life-killing curse, infinite division.

Rushed towards Allen.

Since you have a turtle shell, break your turtle shell.

Erwin wanted to see how much of the death curse this turtle shell could block.

Erwin's attacks continued, and everyone on the ground was stunned.

They had never seen such a scene before.

The wand kept glowing, really just like Gatling.

In the tower.

Grindelwald was also surprised.

To be honest, he has never seen such a scene.

With such a speed of releasing the spell, doesn't this guy's magic power need to be lost?

Erwin was bombarded.

The attack range even included the giant dragon.

It was as if Allen was wrapped in purple light.

There was no chance to fight back.

All the little snakes in Hogwarts know how to hold their hands down, let alone Erwin.

This move was taught by Erwin.

However, Erwin can produce the effect of dozens of small snakes by himself.

A lot of curses poured out.

The purple light beams even formed a line.

Allen looked ugly.

The scepter lies in front of him.

Maintaining the black mist around him.

"Damn it, how come he has so much magic! Isn't his magic consumed? How can someone cast such a level of magic last for so long!"

He looked at the black mist around him that had faded somewhat.

Allen's face was cold.

But he really had no way out now.

Erwin's attacks were too intense.

He couldn't find a chance to fight back.

Just like that, under Erwin's bombardment.

Time passed by bit by bit.

Erwin's face was not very good.

This turtle shell was really too hard.

What on earth was this thing.

Why was it so difficult to hit?

His unlimited firepower was about to last.

Half an hour passed in a flash.

Erwin didn't expect that his first time to open unlimited firepower would end so hastily.

The most important thing was that he didn't take down the enemy.

Erwin was sure.

Even Dumbledore couldn't block this level of attack.

Half an hour, thousands of killing curses were enough.

This guy actually blocked all of them with the black fog?

The black fog dispersed.

Alan's face was pale and his body was shaking slightly.

Erwin sensed it.

His brows frowned even tighter.

No consumption of magic power?

How is it possible? The black fog doesn't consume magic power?

Doesn't that mean this guy is invincible?

Just then.

In Erwin's mind.

Ravenclaw said: "Little guy, that energy, if I haven't seen it! It should be divine power!"

Erwin was shocked: "Divine power?"

Ravenclaw said: "Your strength is already terrifying, or weird, at least your split spell casting method that can still maintain power, and your ability to cast spells without consuming magic power, I have never seen it! But the black fog can block your attack, which can only mean that the energy level of this black fog is higher than magic! There is no other explanation except divine power!"