Chapter 165 Cunning
"What's wrong?" Dane saw Meka standing there and patted his shoulder.
Meka Anders stared at Anos who disappeared around the corner, turned around, and shook his head:
"It's okay, let's go."
The two walked quickly across half a street, turned around, and looked back, and a small round building was right in front of them.
Dane chose a good landing point, right in the middle of the bull's eye, and the leader of the Titan organization was right there.
But the location of this leader was very subtle. How to say it, it's hidden, it's really hidden, hidden in a group of small buildings. If it wasn't for good luck, I'm afraid it would be like everyone else, clearly right in front of me, but I missed it.
But it's not hidden, well, it's located here openly, without any cover-up.
"Brother, do you think we can beat this Uralos?"
When approaching the door, Dane, the playboy, suddenly felt a little scared. He suddenly realized that there were too many wizards in the Titan Organization. What kind of boss could suppress such a group of lawless people?
No matter how you think about it, this Uralos can't be a weak chicken.
Meka didn't know how to answer. It was really bragging to say that he could definitely do it. His understanding of this Uralos only came from the mouths of the people at the tea party.
However, he just ran to another building and heard more details from some idiots.
Uralos didn't seem to have a significant record in battle. He was just known for his cunning and not good at transformation. So he thought that if he wanted to run, the other party couldn't stop him.
But then again, Uralos was known for his cunning. So with such a big commotion outside, he didn't have any defense? Or was it that the inside had already been empty?
It's hard to say.
Just as Meka was about to respond to Dane, saying that he would take advantage of the situation and run away if he couldn't win, the door suddenly opened a crack.
The two looked at each other, both surprised.
Is this inviting us in? Is it self-confidence or arrogance... Meka narrowed his eyes, exchanged glances with Dane again, and pushed the door open.
As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by a middle-aged man wearing a light gray robe, with a scar on his right eye and a smile on his face. He sat on the sofa, put away his wand, and raised a wine glass in his other hand, shaking it from a distance, as if to toast the guests.
After drinking a glass of red wine, he stood up and said with a smile:
"Why is it so noisy outside? So many guests have come? What? You two want my head to exchange for money for the Greek royal family?"
He shook his head and laughed: "But I only have one head, how can I divide it then?"
He seemed to want to provoke Dane and Meka, but Dane laughed:
"How to divide it is our brothers' business, you don't have to worry about it."
Meka then spoke: "Are you Uralos?"
In fact, he had been observing the other person's face for a long time. In order to prevent mistakes, Anos took out a portrait of Uralos before leaving. There was a scar on the right eye, exactly the same.
The middle-aged man smiled: "It's me."
So calm, it seems that he has made sufficient precautions...Meka narrowed his eyes and was alert to the surroundings:
"A group of people outside want to kill you, aren't you worried?"
"What are you worried about? I think there are too few people..." The middle-aged man laughed and poured wine, very calmly, and took another sip.
Bang! He suddenly let go, and the wine glass fell to the ground and shattered.
As if something had been triggered, Meka suddenly felt the ground shake, and he grabbed Dane beside him and tried to retreat quickly. The next moment, he heard Dane yelling urgently:
"Brother, leave me alone! Run!!"
A flash of white light instantly filled the entire field of vision!
The next moment,
A surge of power surged like a tsunami!
The roar of the fire! The eardrums tore! It was as if the earth was shaking!
Boom! ! !
The flames shot up to the sky!
The entire circular building was shattered!
The smoke and dust rushed into the streets and buried several nearby houses!
Whoosh! A purple-eyed bat instantly emerged from the sky-high flames.
It turned around and watched Dane's figure disappear in a vortex. The golden necklace on his chest broke into pieces, as if it was some kind of magic prop containing a phantom spell.
This Uralos is really ruthless. He used his ultimate as soon as he met him. Fortunately, he was fine... Meka breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the flames rising into the sky. There was a pungent smell in the air, which made him squint his eyes.
Gunpowder in the Muggle world?
But he didn't have time to pay attention to these, because another smell attracted his attention.
This smell is similar to the flame door potion that Professor Snape placed in the Philosopher's Stone level. It seems to be fireproof. This is probably what Uralos drank to protect himself.
The second glass of red wine just now is this potion?
"Interesting..." Meka smiled, spread his wings, showed terrible speed, and disappeared in an instant.
The movement here was too loud, almost the entire ruined city could see it, and it was in the center, so one figure after another suddenly appeared nearby, standing on each roof, looking at the flames rising into the sky here.
Although the round building was gone, the people here were all smart and quickly guessed something.
"Someone got there first?" Misev looked at Morey on another roof.
Morey narrowed his eyes, said nothing, and watched the scene.
Elsewhere, the man in the flowered shirt stretched out his nose and sniffed, and suddenly smiled: "The magic here is very volatile. At least two people have performed apparation. I guess one of them is probably Uralos. Captain, We still have a good chance..."
"Why don't you leave quickly?" Alice in leather clothes glanced at him and disappeared.
The cowboy man, the man in the felt hat, and the man in the windbreaker also disappeared in an instant.
"Hey! Wait for me, Captain!" The man in the flowered shirt panicked and quickly used Disapparation.
Misev and Morey took everything in their eyes, looked at each other, and left with their respective guards.
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On the roof of a tall building, a middle-aged man with a scar on his right eye suddenly appeared here.
He looked at the dead young man on the ground, bleeding from all his orifices, and sighed:
"Oceanos..."
Uralos knelt down, closed the eyes of the young man who was still staring at death, and sorted out his remains.
When he got up, there was already a woman in leather clothes in front of him.
"Alone?" Ouralos glanced at her.
He took a long coat from the sofa beside him and covered the young man's body.
Alice, the woman in leather clothes, had full red lips and smiled: "Of course she is not alone."
As soon as she finished speaking, four men dressed in various colors appeared behind her.
Among them, the man in the flowered shirt was panting and ran to Alice and said:
"Captain, don't run too fast next time. What if you encounter danger? If you want to charge into battle, the four of us have to go first..."
"Let go!" Alice glanced at him.
"Ah?" The man in the flowered shirt was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't know why his captain said such a thing.
"Don't make me say it a second time." Alice paused, "Otherwise, I will fire you and let you drink the northwest wind."
"Hey hey hey..." The man in the flowered shirt finally put away his hand around Alice's hot waist and sneered.
"It's good to be young." Ouralos looked at the scene in front of him, smiled, calmly faced a few people, and said:
"But fortunately, I'm quite young..."
"Oops..." The man in the trench coat spoke, letting out a strange laugh: "We are anxious to make money. Sir, if you cooperate, maybe we can die a dignified and relaxed death?"
"Really?" Ouralos smiled:
"Maybe it's you who die..."
He snapped his fingers.
The wall made a scraping sound and cracked.
Immediately afterwards,
Boom!
Large vines as thick as an adult's arm surged out like a sea of green!
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