Chapter 767
The technician who had received more than a dozen anesthesia injections was injected with adrenaline to force him to wake up. He was bound to win against Credence.
That wizard was obviously more valuable than the other wizards.
"what sound?"
The high-tech headphones they wear help them improve their hearing and keep in touch.
There were some strange sounds coming from their headphones.
It sounded like a dog barking.
The next second.
The door to Johnny Silverhand's store was opened.
Then a dozen large dogs half as tall as a man ran out.
"Shoot!" The commander immediately ordered the shooting without hesitation.
The bullets were pouring, but these dogs were not real dogs.
After being hit by the anesthetic, he was ejected.
He dragged the Muggle in front of him with his bloody mouth.
"According to the information, this is a magic supplies store, everyone switches bullets!"
Replace the bullets, and the lethal bullets will no longer be bounced off and cause sparks to fly.
Johnson came out with a box in his hand, bulged his arms, and threw the thing out with all his strength.
The box that flew into the sky was opened, and wizard chess pieces jumped out one by one.
The moment he landed, he turned into a stone soldier as tall as a human being.
The Muggles were caught off guard.
"It's now!"
Johnson charged with a big stick and an oak shield in his hand.
He rushed into the crowd, the oak shield burst into light, and the people around him were violently bounced five or six meters away.
A passage is opened.
Seeing the opportunity, Credence exploded into Obscurus and rushed into the cage where the wizard was imprisoned.
The powerful force turned the cage into a twist and threw it aside, and then spread out to wrap all the wizards inside.
The Muggles who reacted did not bother to change their bullets, and the bullets poured out.
But the bullets were unable to cause damage to the Obscurus and turned into a large ball that shot up into the sky and fell heavily.
Dense black tentacles penetrated the Muggle's body.
Credence gave a strong tug, causing all the Muggles to fly away.
After completing everything, he flew towards the Johnny Silverhand store.
"We can't let him run away!"
The commander shouted angrily, grabbed the rocket launcher next to him and set it up.
"Stop!" the researcher yelled angrily, "These are research samples!"
But the commander doesn't care about this. His mission is to capture them. If they can't be captured, they will be destroyed.
Pressing the switch, the missile flew towards Obscurus.
Credence, with a dozen wizards, couldn't react at all.
Just when it was about to touch, the flying missile was streaked by a cold light.
Like a hot knife cutting through butter, this sword sliced through.
Immediately afterwards, nineteen iron armor spells lit up, blocking the explosion.
"what is that?"
The commander's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
In the flames, a person slowly walked out.
Credence arrived at Johnny Silverhand's store and turned to look.
A man with surprisingly strong arms slowly raised a sword that could cut through anything.
"Neville Longbottom?"
Johnson was surrounded and couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw that figure.
In the battle of Magic Crystal Island, the figure holding the sword is definitely the most special existence.
Compared to wizards, Neville's outstanding swordsmanship is as stunning as that of the legendary Knights of the Round Table.
After the battle, Longbottom's lion had a new name.
Juggernaut.
His sword can store magic and cut it.
Neville stirred.
He was like a lion running on the grassland, turning into a straight line in the flames and breaking into the Muggle team without any hindrance.
The sword flipped.
The dangerous iron wand of the Muggle was cut open the moment it came into contact with the sword.
Neville fought his way through, and the Muggles who reacted opened fire.
The bullet flew toward Neville's back, just before it hit him.
That strong body, holding the sword, turned around and crossed at an incredible speed.
The bullet split in half and flew towards the two Muggles, causing them to fall.
"How did he do it? Isn't he a wizard?"
The commander is already confused in the wind. Who is this?
It is said that the biggest threat to wizards is magic, but this person is completely different.
Even the team members wearing body armor were cut open instantly.
The sword in his hand was like a magical weapon, and Neville's speed became faster and faster.
He was already a gust of wind and passed by before anyone could react.
He is alone.
Killed through the entire mobile unit.
The commander looked at the sword that was less than an inch away from his throat.
Several members of the anti-wizard mobile unit behind Neville fell down after realizing it.
Researchers are scared to death.
The team that specializes in dealing with wizards never imagined that there would be such a monster.
The commander pretended to be calm and said: "You are going against the government."
"And you are fighting against our king." Neville's voice sounded.
This once timid student has grown into one of the strongest fighters in the entire magical world.
The slight tip of the sword turned the commander's strong words into silence.
"You killed our people," the commander, who was an elite special forces soldier after all, stared at Neville, "you can't afford the consequences."
"It's not the first time either."
Neville's sword lowered slowly, the tip of the sword lightly touching the ground.
He looked around.
The once prosperous colony of Plymouth was now attacked and in flames.
Seeing that his attention was not on him, the commander glanced vaguely at the gun on his waist.
He is a quick shooter, taking only a fraction of a second to complete a shot.
At this distance, even without aiming, you can definitely hit.
Thinking quickly in my mind.
Only one chance.
The commander moved.
His speed was so fast that even the researchers on the side did not notice that his hand had drawn out the gun.
When the trigger is pulled, the tail of the bullet is hit hard by the firing pin, and the gunpowder is stimulated to complete the power requirement.
In the barrel of the gun, the bullet came out of his head with spurting flames.
A smile appeared on the commander's face.
This is the result of carelessness. Even though the wizard's physique is a little better than that of ordinary people, after being shot, he will empty the magazine and kill himself.
The voice sounded.
Flames spurted out.
"Stab it."
The commander stared blankly at his weapon.
Neville looked at him.
After two seconds, the gun body separated from the middle, and together with it, there was the bullet that flew less than one centimeter.
Also included are the commander's fingers.
Neville kept raising his sword, and a drop of red blood struggled to slip from the tip of the sword.
Blood touched the ground and the commander fell.
The researchers were completely stunned.
If you don't have any material, you're going to die, so how can you have other thoughts?
Neville glanced at him, turned around and left slowly.
Johnson stood up with his stick and gave Neville a thumbs up.
"A very beautiful sword."
"Can you still walk?" Neville, whose strong arm strength could lift Johnson's big man, asked concernedly, "Do you need me to carry you?"
"I don't think I need it yet. As expected, those who can follow the king are all strong."
As a disciple of the King, Johnson believes in the supremacy of strength.
He was completely convinced by Neville. This man had a strong physique and the ability to annihilate mobile units by himself. He could definitely be called his target.
Neville seemed to have turned back into the shy Gryffindor, scratching his head and smiling.
Credence sent the other wizards into the fireplace and left, suppressing the Obscurus that was about to burst out.
The black energy of Obscurus kept coming out. Credence calmed himself down and let it shrink back with great determination.
He needs to keep his emotions stable.
Johnson also changed his mind about Credence.
He admitted that this person had the ability to protect Nagini.
"Wait, I have to ask."
Credence refused to leave now. He stumbled up to the researcher, looked him in the eyes and asked, "How did you find this place?"
"Wizard, the wizard told us."
The researchers were horrified and poured out everything they knew.
It was incredible to hear that it was a wizard's betrayal.
