#441 - The Saints? (Seeking monthly ticket recommendation)

"Heh, trying to run away just because you can't win? And you constantly tout yourself as a pure duelist." After noticing his opponent's movements, Anduin didn't bother stopping him. Instead, he sneered, "Thunderbird, oh Thunderbird, turns out you're just a coward who's afraid of death."

At this moment, Thunderbird stared blankly at the portkey in his hand. He had clearly activated the alchemical item in his hand just now, so why didn't it work? Could it be broken? Impossible!

"You constantly boast about being strong, treat others as trash, and constantly despise wizards who use alchemical equipment to fight. But look at what you have in your hand. You're clearly using alchemical items yourself. How hypocritical and disgusting."

Anduin looked at Thunderbird, who was bleeding from all seven orifices and trembling all over, as he slowly walked towards him with the extinguished longsword in his hand, constantly uttering mocking words.

"Did you do this?" Thunderbird's expression was extremely complicated at this moment, filled with both vicious hatred for Anduin and panic at the portkey's failure.

"After seeing you use a portkey to escape last time, did you think I would appear here unprepared?" Anduin sneered again, "Today, I'm going to make you clearly understand the consequences of provoking an alchemist."

"Not only is the portkey useless, but within a radius of several kilometers, neither Apparition nor sound, nor even a distress signal will work. Even that mask of yours that can transmit messages over long distances has been cut off from communication by me."

Thunderbird was shocked upon hearing this, and immediately tried the mask's communication effect, only to find that it really didn't respond at all. His face immediately turned even more unsightly. "You even know about the mask? It seems Aselia has completely sided with you?"

"Aselia? So she's the mole in the Ministry of Magic." Anduin immediately put on an expression of sudden realization.

"What? It wasn't Aselia who betrayed me?" Thunderbird looked at Anduin in astonishment.

"Of course not her. →" Anduin shook his head mockingly, "As an alchemist, my network of contacts is very wide. Besides her, haven't you thought of anyone else?"

"Others? Alchemists? There are only two people who know I'm coming here today. Could it be..." Thunderbird muttered to himself a few times, then looked at Anduin in disbelief.

"That's right, it's Sebastian, your fellow Sphinx of the Club Longinus, the leader of the Egyptian branch," Anduin said with a mocking smile.

Anduin's words were like the final sharp sword that shattered his opponent's mind.

After hearing Anduin's words, Thunderbird first shook his head in disbelief, but Anduin was able to accurately state his code name, and even knew his real name clearly, which made him lose his mind for a moment.

Then, he shouted with dazed eyes, "Impossible, why would he betray me?"

"Then you'll have to ask him. Speaking of which, he contacted me personally, and in order to get your whereabouts, I paid with the agency rights of my alchemical company in Egypt. Speaking of which, your little life is worth at least ten thousand Galleons. That guy really knows how to do business..."

Anduin didn't even blink when making up lies. He wasn't sure if this guy in front of him still had any trump cards, or if he had any other means to transmit messages, so he not only had to beat him up, but also had to deceive him. Anyway, Thunderbird wouldn't hear a single truth from him.

"Sphinx! Sebastian! Could it be that he's because..." After seeing Anduin's confident statement, Thunderbird seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly became more ferocious.

"I knew it, why did this guy want to stop me from killing Martin Grenville, that traitor? It turns out he's still dreaming of reviving the 'Saint Society'. Conservatives really can't be trusted!" Thunderbird was already mentally disturbed at this time, and muttered viciously.

Martin Grenville? Isn't that the owner of the tavern where he lives? How is the Saint Society involved? Anduin didn't expect that his nonsense would actually yield unexpected gains.

But now is not the time to think about these things. He has now recovered his strength, and the next step is to completely take down this guy.

With that in mind, Anduin immediately raised the extinguished sword, gripped it tightly with both hands, and approached Thunderbird with sharp eyes.

"Wait!" After seeing Anduin's actions, Thunderbird immediately threw away the portkey in his hand and raised his hand to try to stop him. "I can trade with you. As long as you let me go, I'm willing to not pursue my grudges with you."

"Moreover, what Sebastian can give you, I can also give you. I have a lot of resources and wealth in my hands, and I'm willing to exchange them with you."

"I can even sign an 'Unbreakable Vow' with you, as long as you can let me go!"

Seeing Anduin, who was unmoved and still approaching step by step, Thunderbird panicked at this time, and shouted at him intermittently, even unaware that saliva was shamelessly left at the corner of his mouth.

"How ironic..." Anduin shook his head with a sneer. "Where's that arrogant look you had before? Where's that crazy energy in battle? I didn't expect you to be such a cowardly guy who's afraid of death. You're really losing the duelist's face."

"I can't die yet!" Thunderbird didn't care about anything at this time, and shouted loudly, "Our ideal hasn't been completed yet, and my mission can't end here."

After saying that, Thunderbird no longer had his previous arrogant posture, looking like a pitiful person facing a mid-life crisis.

"Please, Anduin, I admit you're stronger than me, okay!" Saying this seemed to have exhausted all of Thunderbird's strength. He even hunched over, as if he had lost his soul.

"It's too late for you to say that." Anduin stared at Thunderbird with a calm gaze, without hesitating for even a moment because of his words, and still walked towards him firmly.

"This... this... you forced me to do this!" Thunderbird, whose eyes were already bleeding from the aftermath of the explosion, now had even more bloodshot eyes.

Then, Thunderbird suddenly activated all the magic in his body, obviously preparing for a final desperate struggle, once again overloading the extraction of the Nether Blade, even making the long knife composed of blue Fiend Fire in his hand become more solid, and the color also changed from light blue to dark blue.

"Heh, who wants to fight you to the death?" Anduin smiled coldly when he saw this, then stopped moving forward, quickly retreated a section, and snapped his fingers with his left hand.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise was heard, and an explosion appeared again under Thunderbird's feet. Although the intensity of this explosion was not as great as before, his condition was not as good as before.

The reason why Anduin had wasted so much time talking to him earlier was actually to buy time for the deployment of the explosive spiders. Why bother using knives and guns when you can easily solve your opponent, especially when facing a master like Thunderbird, who he knew he was not as strong as.

"Ah!!!!!!"

Thunderbird, who was hit by the explosion, let out a shrill scream, and his body was also knocked away heavily.

At this time, he had overloaded his entire body's magic to condense into the Nether Blade, and he no longer had the strength to support a scarlet magic shield. This time, he took all the damage head-on.

Thunderbird didn't know if he regretted it when he was blown away by the explosion. He had stepped on three mines in his life, and each time was more miserable than the last. Perhaps the one mine he shouldn't have stepped on was provoking an enemy like Anduin.

Seeing Thunderbird being blown away, Anduin didn't stand there quietly watching the show, but quickly dashed out with a few quick steps.

And arrived at the landing point before Thunderbird landed, then quickly and nimbly waved the extinguished sword and slashed fiercely.

"Ah!!!!!!"

Thunderbird, who had not yet landed, let out a scream, and watched helplessly as his right arm holding the wand flew high, and the silver spear steaming with the Nether Blade slowly extinguished due to lack of magic supply.

"Bang! Ah!!!!!!"

A heavy landing sound was heard. Speaking of which, this guy Thunderbird's physique is really not ordinary. After experiencing such a fierce battle before, and then being directly hit by the explosion, and also having one arm cut off, he not only survived, but even had the strength to scream.

Thunderbird's condition was very miserable at this time. His feet had been blown to pieces, and almost everything below his knees was a mass of minced meat, and even the cracked bones could be seen through the rotten meat.

At the same time, his entire right arm was also cut off at the root. The only good news was that Anduin's sword, which was covered with 'Wild Thunder', instantly burned the wound after cutting off his right arm, so no blood flowed out, which can be regarded as a directional hemostasis.

At this time, Thunderbird was desperately grabbing the wound on his right arm with his only remaining left hand, while wailing continuously. In addition to stopping the bleeding, 'Wild Thunder' also brought him intense pain. Now he was really unable to stop the flow of snot and saliva. Anyone who saw this scene would probably think that Anduin was a perverted killer torturing people.

"Hogg!"

After Anduin shouted loudly, he flipped out two Spirit Shackling Snakes and wrapped them tightly around Thunderbird. He would not relax even a little bit against the enemy. Only enemies who had completely lost their ability to fight and move were good enemies. Who knew if the current screams were not Thunderbird's disguise.

"Yes, Master! Coming right up!" Hogg's shouts came from a distance, and a husky could be seen appearing, then running towards this side in a zig-zagging manner.

It's not that Hogg's husky disease has broken out, but that Anduin has buried landmines within a few miles of this area.

Moreover, due to the large number, he didn't use all alchemical bombs, but directly used Muggle landmines made of gunpowder. This thing doesn't care who you are, it will explode if you step on it, and Hogg is going to bypass those mine-laying locations.

"Master, what do we do next?" Hogg took a big detour and finally arrived at Anduin's location.

"Proceed according to the original plan, remember to reserve more." Anduin calmly ordered.

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