Chapter 529 Dark Clouds Overwhelm

In the secret area of ​​the Freemasonry, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Mike.

As the commander-in-chief here, the decision Mike makes affects the direction of the entire war and the life and death of the Los Santos wizards outside!

But Mike had no intention of paying attention to Benjamin and continued to stare at the screen.

Benjamin and Zhou Hong's fists were clenched at this time. According to the original plan, they should strike to decide the outcome when the people on site could no longer support it or Voldemort was consumed to a certain extent. But when they wanted to come, now This is already the best opportunity. They don't understand what Mike is still waiting for?

"Mike..."

Gritting his teeth, Benjamin spoke again and prepared to remind Mike, but was interrupted by the other party's direct wave.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer..."

Mike murmured, his eyes never leaving the scene in front of him.

At this moment, the situation on the screen suddenly changed.

Voldemort, who seemed exhausted and might collapse at any time, suddenly straightened his back. He glanced at the magic camera hidden in the distance of the battlefield as if he was aware of it, and said something unwillingly.

Due to the distance, Mike and others could not hear each other's voices, but by interpreting his lip movements, Arthur finally interpreted Voldemort's words:

"You will pay for this!"

As Arthur slowly repeated Voldemort's words, everyone in the secret realm of the Freemasonry was shocked. Suddenly, a thunder light flashed in the painting, and a huge ball of electric energy brewed out from the billowing dark clouds. From top to bottom, it slowly fell into Voldemort's raised hands.

The diameter of this electric ball is nearly 5 meters, and it looks extremely unstable. Not only does electric sparks explode from time to time on the surface, but it also continues to emit a weird sound like thousands of birds chirping inside. It makes people feel irritated!

But soon everything changes!

Voldemort suddenly grasped the electric ball with both hands, and a mysterious force surged out from his body, locking the entire electric ball firmly.

Immediately afterwards, the originally huge electric ball began to become smaller.

But in the process it became brighter and brighter, and the chirping of a thousand birds gradually disappeared!

In the end, the original giant electric ball had completely disappeared, replaced by a dazzling small ball with a diameter of less than one centimeter, which was quietly suspended in the palm of Voldemort's hand.

The next second, he held the dazzling ball of light and pressed it hard on his chest!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

A shrill scream came from Voldemort's mouth in mid-air. The ball of light easily tore apart his robe and was pressed into the huge hole in his chest.

"Plop! Plop!"

A heartbeat as loud as a cannon came from his chest, and the dazzling white color refilled his empty ventricle. Along with these heartbeats, lines of shining white light were rapidly forming on Voldemort's skin. It spread, and was eventually engraved with countless shining rune symbols on its body!

It was only then that Voldemort finally calmed down. He was floating in the sky with his upper body naked, proudly looking down at the people below.

Layers of halo slowly emerged from his body, making him look like the ancient God of Thunder!

Mike looked at Voldemort standing in the sky in the picture and sighed deeply, then slowly took out Professor Flitwick's triangular boat hat from his arms and put it on his head.

Seeing this, everyone in the secret realm of the Freemasonry also reacted, and quickly took out their wands and entered combat mode.

"It's time to attack!"

Following Mike's order, everyone didn't hesitate at all and directly pressed the door keys that had been prepared in their hands!

At the same time, the corners of Voldemort's mouth above Hallsands suddenly rose, and he slowly raised his right hand in a throwing gesture.

And as he adjusted his movements, a lightning spear suddenly took shape in his hand!

"Die!"

"boom!"

There was a deafening explosion, and the slender thunder spear was thrown violently, drawing a dazzling trajectory on everyone's retinas, and pierced directly into the golden shield.

"Crack!"

With almost no pause, the thunder spear easily pierced the seemingly solid shield, turning into a sky full of lightning that enveloped the heads of the Los Santos wizards!

The speed of the thunder spear was so fast that the Los Santos wizards inside the shield could not react at all.

Thor, the thunderbird beside Franklin, neighed and flapped his wings to block the blow for his master.

But it wasn't until it actually came into contact with the power grid that it realized how stupid its behavior was.

"scare!"

Thunderbird Thor's mournful howl echoed in the night sky, and endless lightning flashed on his body. But what was different from before was that the thunder spear thrown by Voldemort was not of the same level as the naturally generated thunder and lightning. Under the attack of this high-purity terrifying energy, the extraordinary feathers on the Thunderbird were scorched almost instantly, and the energy penetrated its body without any hindrance!

"Thor!"

Franklin, who was awakened by Thunderbird Thor's miserable howl, screamed anxiously, but could do nothing but look up nervously.

The rest of the team members next to him also made the same movements. They knew very well that if Thunderbird Thor could not hold on, death would be the only thing that would greet them!

At this moment of life and death, two snow-white sword lights suddenly rose up in the darkness, pierced the sky and fell straight to the ground!

Under the dull gaze of everyone, all the dense thunder and lightning in the sky were cut off, absorbed, and finally turned into crackling currents and directed into the ground!

And when the electric light above the two silver lights gradually dimmed, everyone finally saw that Mike and Arthur were standing in front of everyone with swords in both hands!

"boss!"

"You are finally here! Boss!"

"Mike!"

…

There was a burst of cheers from the rescued crowd, and many people even had red eyes with excitement.

But Mike had no intention of cooperating with everyone in celebrating at this moment. He suddenly raised the sword in his hand amid the noise, and the people around him slowly became quiet after seeing this.

Mike nodded slowly, and then said in a cold voice with no expression on his face:

"The battle is far from over. Everyone, prepare to attack! We will definitely win this battle!"

After saying that, Mike and Arthur turned into two afterimages and rushed towards Voldemort in mid-air. Behind them, the Los Santos wizards who had already lost their confidence finally He roared angrily and reorganized his battle formation!

On the other side, facing the charge of Mike and Arthur and the reorganized attack by Benjamin Franklin and others, Voldemort behaved very calmly.

He looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and the thunder on his body flashed for a while. Then the dark clouds filled with thunder and lightning suddenly pressed down on the sky, and countless blazing white lightning fell like raindrops.

Not only that, three hurricanes suddenly formed on the sea behind him. They fell straight into the sea from the clouds and sucked up the sea water, forming three terrifying waterspouts standing behind Voldemort.

Faced with such a shocking scene, Mike's expression remained firm. He and Arthur held sharp swords and continued to rush towards Voldemort at high speed.

This was a strategy they had discussed long ago. To deal with a wizard in the legendary realm like Voldemort, ordinary spells were too weak. To put it bluntly, those kinds of things were all leftovers from other people's games and could not pose a threat to them at all.

Therefore, if you want to kill Voldemort, you must use strange tricks and use methods that he does not understand to fight the enemy.

Demon-hunting swordsmanship is the most suitable choice. This method of warfare, which was born out of the medieval witch-hunting movement, has great restraint on all supernatural beings. As the most powerful existence among all supernatural beings, wizards are also human beings. , but still within its restrained range.

But what others don't know is that Mike, who seems extremely determined at the moment, is constantly complaining in his heart.

Now he was about to be vomited by Voldemort. It was just a fight. How come the Voldemort opposite him was like fighting a boss in the game, with multiple transformations, and the fight became more and more fierce!

But complaining is complaining, and it deserves to be promoted.

At this moment, the two of them were moving quickly on the ground. Although the lightning above was falling like raindrops, with the blessing of early warning ability and magic perception, the two of them were flying as fast as butterflies through the lightning rain curtain. Moving forward, in a short while the distance between them and Voldemort was shortened to within a hundred meters.

But that's where it ends.

Voldemort had long been wary of these two men's swordsmanship, and did not give them a chance to get close to him and fight hand to hand.

I saw Voldemort laughing in mid-air and punched out, and the three waterspouts behind him merged and flew over, instantly 'absorbing' Voldemort in an extremely weird way.

Mike and Arthur were completely dumbfounded at this moment. The giant waterspout in front of them was more than fifty meters in diameter. The violent wind it brought was also carrying a large number of water droplets. Under the acceleration of the wind, these water droplets It was like a water jet, arbitrarily cutting through any object that dared to get close to it. Wherever they passed, not to mention the buildings and trees on the surface, even the ground was scraped off a deep layer.

There is no way to get close to such a terrifying waterspout!

Not only that, after Voldemort was officially sucked into the center of the waterspout, a layer of dark current was wrapped around the body of the terrifying huge waterspout. The current continued to rotate and strengthen under the guidance of some weird energy, and finally turned out to be The painting shows thunder spears falling from high in the sky!

"boom!"

One after another, the pitch-black thunder spears fell to the ground, and terrifying scorched pits appeared where Mike and Arthur had been standing. The scene was as terrifying as a missile swarm bombing!

Mike and Arthur, who had dodged and escaped, looked at each other with confusion on their faces.

In this case, they couldn't rush in at all, and the so-called close combat with Voldemort was just empty talk.

"Mike, why don't we withdraw first?" Arthur suggested calmly. "Based on what we just observed, Voldemort's injuries are much more serious than we expected. He should be at the end of his life now. We Just hold off until he’s exhausted.”

Hearing this, Mike's expression did not change, and he said somewhat indifferently:

"What you said makes sense, but I'm afraid the other party doesn't want to give us a chance to delay."

Arthur shook his head in confusion, and then looked towards the wind direction of the terrifying waterspout again as if he understood something.

The next second, his pupils suddenly dilated.

They saw the huge waterspout flying in their direction. The speed of the waterspout seemed to be very slow, but Arthur, who had lived in the United States for many years and had witnessed many wind disasters, understood the actual speed of the other party's movement at this moment. I'm afraid it has already reached a terrifying level.

He instinctively touched his chest, where his Masonic gold coins were hidden.

But just as he stretched out his hand, he heard Mike beside him say lightly:

"It's useless. The space in this area has been locked. Whether it is the door key or the Apparition, they are all invalid. Others can't get in, and we can't get out. It seems that we have fallen into a trap. .”

Hearing this, the muscles on Arthur's face suddenly twitched, and it was obvious that his mentality was a bit broken.

But a witcher is still a witcher after all, and Arthur's emotions were soon adjusted back.

He held the sword high in both hands, looked at the approaching waterspout in the distance with cold eyes, gritted his teeth and said:

"Then let's fight!"

"Ah! Fight!" Mike took a deep breath and said, "Give me cover in a moment, I'm going to rush in and kill that guy!"

"Come in?" A trace of surprise flashed in Arthur's eyes, and he hesitated for a moment before saying firmly, "Let me do it, you can't die yet!"

Mike didn't speak, he just grinned at Arthur, and then turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Franklin's location.

Arthur stared blankly at Mike's back, and after a long time he nodded firmly, holding his sword high and facing the tornado again!

On the other side, Mike had already arrived at Franklin's position.

He jumped up and landed directly on the thunderbird that was blocking the thunder and lightning above everyone.

"Franklin, lend me your Thunderbird!" Mike shouted loudly, and at the same time, he put the holy sword directly on the neck of the Thunderbird, pointed the waterspout and shouted, "Come on!"

The thunderbird's originally big eyes suddenly widened even more. It looked at the doomsday-like scene near the waterspout in the distance in horror, and its body instinctively began to resist.

But feeling the biting killing intent coming from its neck, it finally succumbed. Thunder light surged from its body, and with a mournful cry, it turned into a sharp arrow and flew out!

It wasn't until this moment that Franklin underneath could barely react. He looked at Mike who had already gone away, opened his mouth again and again, and finally roared:

"Be careful! You must come back alive! Mike!"