Chapter 1298

The second time he arrived at the magnificent but oppressive Hall of the Council of Thirteen, Solim was still nervous.

Because everyone present was staring at him.

Solim could feel at least two malicious lines of sight roaming over him with impunity.

They don't even bother to hide it.

"Stand firm. Cadmus sat in his place and said to Zeng...... Turning a blind eye to what happened to his great-grandson, maybe he ~ didn't care at all.

"You have experience with memories, and as far as I know, you've even done something similar more than once. Cadmus gave a small tap on the question, causing Solim's heart to beat faster.

"I guess I don't need to say more, just think of it as a large meditation basin — don't jump in—of course. "

In the center of the Great Hall of the Council was a silvery white liquid, like a lake. Solim had seen it the last time he was here, but he didn't know what it was at the time.

Now he knows.

Slowly closing his eyes, he began to seriously recall the scene of the air raid on the Curaus Manor......

The silver-white waters began to move: the otherwise still water began to tremble, and some of the silvery-white water began to jump out of the water, and gradually they began to take shape, forming the appearance of Solim's memory - Curaus Manor.

The image of the lake is so real that the stones on the ground, the textures of the trees, and even the shapes of the clouds in the sky are all revealed—details that are by no means reminiscent of human memory. But now it's in front of everyone.

Except for Solim, of course, who was closing his eyes.

The scene did not calm down for long, a few seconds later a huge explosion came, and for a while smoke and dust were everywhere, and before you could observe carefully, two planes appeared at low altitude, dropped something and then quickly left the scene.

The power of the napalm was once again revealed through Solim's memories, and the light of the fire illuminated the dimly lit hall and the faces of the seats.

The surface of the water returned to calm.

"There really isn't any living mouth?"

"Yes, there is no living mouth. Solim replied, "In fact, the wizard in charge of finishing the work only found a charred thigh bone. The ground there had been turned over with Muggle aerial bombs and air-to-surface missiles, and it was estimated that more corpses had been buried in the ground. "

The hall was silent.

According to intelligence, there were three great wizards in the Coolaus Manor at that time - three battle wizards who were proficient in various spells, dark magic, and transfiguration. If it is a battle between wizards, it takes careful planning to clean up these three people in advance, and it is necessary to mobilize at least six wizards of the same level as them to fight more and less, and then it is also necessary to arrange manpower on the periphery to block the space together to prevent the target from escaping through magic......

After arranging all this, all kinds of intelligence are needed to confirm the location of the target, either to guide or deceive, to lead the target into an ambush, and then to fight with real knives and guns.

But even if everything really goes according to the wish and the target is trapped, there is no guarantee that there will be no casualties, or even that the target will be destroyed.

After all, there are many examples of desperate situations. Maybe people have some hole cards that have not been disclosed, and wizards at this level have more or less something to press the bottom of the box.

This is the arrangement and process by which the wizards want to defeat the great wizard. Not to mention the cumbersome, the results are also risky.

But now, what do they see?

Sudden explosion, and then it all ended......

Yes, from beginning to end, Muggles only had two A10s showing their faces, and that was for the purpose of dropping napalm at low altitudes. As for the B-52 and B-1B, they were never in the wizard's field of vision from start to finish.

"I suppose you should be here—" Solim pointed to the calm silvery white lake in front of him, "—have you seen the scene of the nuclear test?"

"What do you want to say?"

"I would say that their regular power is also not to be underestimated. Solim crossed his hands on his abdomen, "I know, a lot of wizards don't look down on Muggle firearms. I always felt that a projectile the size of a peanut couldn't break through the talisman spell...... To be honest, if we just look at some small-caliber civilian self-defense weapons, indeed, their weapons cannot threaten us. "

"But what if it's military?" Solim gestured with his hand, giving the wizard bosses an intuitive impression, "Among the many firearms they produce, there is a firearm called [Sniper Rifle] that can hit targets from a distance of several kilometers, and the speed, power, and penetration of the projectile are not comparable to civilian gadgets." "

"To be honest, I haven't done any experiments, and I don't know if this firearm is a threat to a wizard's talisman charm, but I want to point out that the projectile of that firearm is faster than the speed of sound, which means that when the bullet hits your body, the sound of the gun will reach your ears when you are already on the ground...... Provided, of course, that you can still hear it at the time. "

"So the question is, how many wizards can sense danger sense a threat from a distance of several kilometers, and how many wizards can cast a powerful talisman spell to defend against a powerful bullet in a very short time?"

"Let me be clear. Solim spread his hands, "The vast majority of wizards, even some who have been trained in combat and have some combat experience, are not much to fight back under the deliberate hunting of Muggles. "

This is a fact, didn't the three great wizards in the Curaus Manor be killed by the Muggles like this? Since the great wizards couldn't survive, it was better than their wizards.

"Alarmist, or is there another attempt?"

"What good can you do by exaggerating the strength of the mudbloods?"

"Their weapons, their technology, may be unique, but the Shielding Charm can interfere with all their equipment, and you should probably read more, Selwyn boy. "

Not everyone is willing to accept reality, especially the old guys, who are immersed in the so-called glory of the past and still have unrealistic dreams.

Only bloody facts can sober them up.

"Guys, why don't you do this—" Solim looked around the hall, "let's do an experiment, test the Muggles' weapons one by one, and see what kind of threat they pose to wizards." "

"When I was still working in the Muggle Authority, I noticed that we only seem to know a little about their nuclear weapons, but very little about their other weapons, so why don't we fill in this missing piece now, what do you think?"

Solim was determined to give these old guys a little Muggle shock with their eyes above the top.