Chapter 330 Grindelwald's Decision
Jack was even more emotional at this time.
If you are not a soldier, you must obey the orders of your superiors unconditionally.
When he found out that Henry hadn't returned, he would rush back to the battlefield regardless of everything.
At this moment, the hatred in his heart could no longer be controlled.
Those comrades who died on the battlefield.
Those brothers who laughed together and lived together stayed there forever.
They would avenge their brothers even at the cost of their lives.
In the shocked gazes of the Dark Heart wizards, these wounded wizard warriors looked particularly tragic.
These witch warriors whom they once looked down upon have now become so great in their hearts.
Grindelwald stood on a high place, looking at these excited warriors, with an unprecedented complex emotion surging in his heart.
This was a feeling that even the saints had never given him.
At this moment, he felt even more sorry for these Wu Zhan.
He has to keep these people steady.
Who is he, Grindelwald?
The wizarding world's number one con man.
"Dear witch warriors, all the blame for this failure lies with me.
It was my incompetence as a commander that led you into the trap.
It was me who caused you to lose so many brothers."
His voice was heavy and full of self-blame.
The remaining three hundred or so wizard warriors looked at Grindelwald with complicated eyes.
In their hearts, they have both hatred towards Grindelwald and loyalty to the order.
Each of them wrote a suicide note before going to the battlefield, and they were not afraid of death.
It’s just that the deaths of their comrades were so miserable.
All they wanted at this moment was revenge.
To avenge his comrades and brothers.
Grindelwald was always observing the looks of these wizards, and his voice suddenly became affectionate.
"I know that the hatred in your hearts is like a raging fire that cannot be contained.
Your comrades, your brothers, their sacrifice makes us feel deeply saddened.
I know you can't wait to get back to the battlefield and avenge your brothers.
But have you ever thought that such impulse will only make us fall into a deeper quagmire?
Our enemies are powerful and cunning, and they are waiting for us to fall into their trap. We cannot let them succeed!"
His voice became low and sentimental again.
“I believe your brothers are in heaven, and I hope you can be rational about hatred and not let their sacrifice be in vain.
They gave their lives, and we must make their sacrifice meaningful!"
"I know that the hatred in your hearts is difficult to quell.
But please believe me, please believe me again,
I will use my strength to avenge our comrades and our brothers!
I will make those enemies pay the price and let them know that we, Wu Zhan and Dark Fang, are not to be trifled with!"
His eyes slowly swept across the faces of each Wu Zhan, and his tone became more sincere.
"I ask you to remain calm and let me share this hatred with you."
After Grindelwald finished speaking, he bowed deeply to everyone.
The witch warriors exchanged glances with each other, and silence spread.
One by one they finally laid down their weapons.
Grindelwald straightened up and looked at everyone's reactions, secretly breathing a sigh of relief.
He said that he would never allow these witch warriors to return to Fort Hood military base with him.
If they were all sacrificed, he wouldn't be able to get over it in his heart and could only atone for his sin by dying.
However, there was still someone in this group who was dissatisfied, and that was Jack.
His eyes were full of distrust towards Grindelwald.
His current hatred has already surpassed his rationality. It is simply wishful thinking to try to stop him from seeking revenge.
"I don't believe you." His voice was cold, and the veins on his neck bulged, showing his determination and anger.
If he hadn't known the limit to the damage one person could do, he wouldn't have waited any longer.
Grindelwald looked at the sky, then turned to Jack, his tone full of sincerity.
“Give me three hours. If I cannot give you a satisfactory result after three hours.
Whatever you want to do, I won't stop you.
Even if I drink this wine and ask the military advisor for soldiers, I will still destroy the Fort Hood military base."
Jack stiffened his neck and wanted to say something else.
But a teammate from Team F pulled him aside and shook his head with a determined look.
Jack didn't want to listen to Grindelwald's nonsense, but being on the same team with him could still help him regain his sanity.
Although he was unwilling, he still lowered his head and looked at his watch silently.
Grindelwald naturally noticed Jack's actions.
He looked at Moody, "Moody, treat them first, adjust them on the spot, and wait for me to come back."
Moody nodded solemnly.
Although he also wanted to go with him, under the current circumstances, he could not take any action against Grindelwald.
His top priority right now is to keep an eye on these witch wars.
Grindelwald did not hesitate.
His figure disappeared into the air, and he Apparated to District 13.
He found Snape, who was still busy in the laboratory even late at night.
When he explained his purpose, Snape's face showed an expression of shock that was difficult to conceal.
"Grindelwald, are you really going to do this?" There was a hint of disbelief in his voice.
Grindelwald did not answer, but responded to Snape's questions with his extremely firm eyes.
Snape looked at that look, and the words of persuasion that were on his lips seemed to be stuck in his throat.
He fell into deep thought, weighing the pros and cons.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and just when Grindelwald was about to become impatient.
Snape finally spoke, "I promise you."
Now that he had made the decision, he didn't hesitate any longer.
He teleported directly to the sealed warehouse in the deepest part of District 13.
About ten minutes later, Snape appeared in front of Grindelwald again.
He handed a small bag to Grindelwald.
Grindelwald stretched out his hand, ready to take the small bag, but his hand was firmly held by Snape's other hand.
"Does Albus know about this?"
Grindelwald shook his head slightly, and a barely perceptible complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
Grindelwald shook his head.
Snape continued to persuade, "Why don't you discuss it with him?"
Grindelwald still shook his head. "No need to tell him."
Snape slowly loosened his grip, allowing Grindelwald to take the bag from his hands.
"I have already set up all the instruments. Once you sit in, just press the red button."
Grindelwald looked at Snape deeply and said, "Thank you."
Then his figure disappeared into the air again.
Snape looked at where Grindelwald had left and sighed deeply.
His eyes were full of worry and helplessness.
After a moment, he shook his head, turned around and went back to the laboratory.
