Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 609 Mike Arrives
The three old men had white hair and beards, their bodies were as skinny as mummies, and they wore uniform white robes. Compared with the white-robed wizards before, their robes were obviously more gorgeous. Not only did they have more gold threads, but some places even had some mysterious patterns specially embroidered on them.

Not only that, even their appearance is exactly the same, these three people are just like triplets.

Arthur shouted away the Los Santos wizards around him, raised his sword in both hands and looked at the other side vigilantly.

He knew very well that the enemy before him was extremely difficult to deal with and that this level of battle was not something his subordinates could participate in at all.

Rather than letting them be sacrificed meaninglessly as cannon fodder, it is better to preserve their manpower.

At this time, the three wizards in front of the space gate finally confirmed the current situation after a brief observation. They looked at Arthur, and the old man among them smiled and said:

"Demon hunter? That's really rare. Excuse me, have you ever seen a little wizard wearing an invisibility cloak? We need to talk to him about something."

As soon as the voice fell, the old man on the right gnashed his teeth and said:
"Kill him! Kill all the demon hunters! Avenge Sariana!"

The old man on the left said expressionlessly:

"Complete the task first and find the target."

Right: "No! Kill the Demon Hunter first!"

The old man on the left ignored him and started looking around, seemingly trying to find Harry's trace in some way.

Seeing this, the old man in the middle shook his head helplessly and said to Arthur apologetically:
"Sorry for making you laugh."

Arthur didn't reply. He just stood there quietly with the sword in his hand, neither attacking nor retreating.

As he said before, Mike would be here soon, so his task now was just to delay him.

He believed that as soon as Mike arrived, no matter how powerful the opponent was, he would die.

Victor was obviously aware of this. His clone No. 1 was standing in the distance, waiting solemnly, and countless thick gun muzzles extended from the wall behind him.

As for his second clone, he had already retreated with his original body - a large mainframe - when Arthur ordered the Los Santos wizards to retreat.

Looking at the hostile expressions of Arthur and Victor, the old man in the middle sighed deeply and said:
"Alas! It seems like you guys don't want to cooperate properly. If that's the case, there's no need for me to ask the rest."

As soon as he finished speaking, the grumpy old man on the right suddenly drew out his wand and slashed at Arthur and the others. Then, a bright red sword light suddenly appeared.

Arthur did not dodge, but blocked the attack directly with the sword.

The illusory sword light and the real polymer sword collided, and a sound of metal and iron was heard.

The next moment, the sword light suddenly exploded, and the flames in the sky completely engulfed Arthur and most of the laboratory, causing Victor's eyes to twitch constantly.

He was not worried about Arthur, as he was still confident in Arthur's ability. He was just worried about his instruments.

Sure enough, accompanied by a violent whistling sound, the flames in the sky suddenly twisted and turned into a huge fire snake, which Arthur caught on his sword and chopped out!
"Boom boom boom!"

The fire snake was mixed with strands of bright white sword light, and its momentum was extremely shocking.

However, the three old men in white robes were all very calm, and the irritable old man on the right even sneered disdainfully.

"Useless attack."

The old man in the middle spoke slowly in a compassionate tone, and at the same time took a step forward, with a sad face, he spread his hands towards the fire snake as if hugging it.

As his movements took shape, a semicircular golden shield that was more shining than those white-robed wizards before suddenly took shape.

"Oh!"

The fire snake collided with the shield, causing a loud bang.

In just a moment, the fire snake was smashed to pieces and turned into a sky full of flames that swept out.

When the flames gradually dissipated, Arthur and Victor finally saw that on the entire red-hot alloy floor, the three old men were still standing quietly, and there was not even a trace of crack on the golden shields in front of them.

Arthur's expression became more and more solemn. The enemy was more difficult than he had expected.

He had a feeling that if Mike couldn't arrive in time, today might be the end of the Masonic secret realm.

At this time, the indifferent old man on the left finally completed the search. He turned his head and looked at the polite old man in the middle and said:
"The target has escaped from my search range. I suggest you eliminate the immediate threat first, and then conduct a comprehensive search of this secret place."

The polite old man nodded and said:

"so be it!"

"Ha! This should have been done a long time ago!"

Seeing this, the grumpy old man showed a cruel grin on his face, and swung the magic wand in his hand repeatedly, and a long string of terrifying dark red fireballs shot out.

At the same time, the other two old men finally took out their wands.

"Let there be light!"

Dozens of dazzling golden spears gathered in the air.

The indifferent old man said nothing, but countless icicles did spread out from under his feet and covered Arthur and others in an instant.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Fireballs and light spears continuously bombarded the ice-covered ground, causing large flames and thick smoke. The ice turned into water vapor that filled the entire laboratory.

Arthur relied on his mobility to dodge continuously. Fireballs and icicles were okay, but those golden spears seemed to have some kind of predictive ability. Unfortunately, they could predict the landing point of Arthur's movement.

This forced Arthur to swing his sword to block.

However, the golden spears were unexpectedly hard. He had just blocked a few of them when the edge of the polymer sword in his hand began to curl.

Victor keenly observed Arthur's difficulties. He pressed buttons on the workbench next to him, and several black polymer swords popped out.

"Arthur, take the sword!"

Victor roared and threw the sword away.

At the same time, a light blue beam shot out from the muzzle behind it.

This was all he could do in this battle. There was no other way to do the rest. Facing such a powerful enemy, the consequences of rashly joining the battle would definitely be tragic.

Inside the golden shield, the polite old man looked at Arthur, who was jumping up and down like a monkey, and smiled playfully.

"You are really tenacious. In that case, let's try this."

As he said this, the polite old man raised his hand, and a dazzling white ball of light condensed in his hand.

The light from the ball was so dazzling that the entire laboratory became a little darker as soon as it appeared, as if it had absorbed all the surrounding light.

Arthur's pupils shrank and he instinctively retreated.

But it was too late now. The ball of light in the polite wizard's hand had already condensed, and a ray of light shot out directly from the ball of light, instantly piercing Arthur's right chest.

Arthur wanted to hide, but how could anyone hide at the speed of light? He felt a pain in his chest, and then he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the grumpy old man laughed loudly, while the polite old man still had a kind smile on his face, but it was merciless at all, and he condensed a ball of light in his hand again.

Victor silently clenched his fists, moved his feet slightly, and was ready to step forward to join the battle.

Even though he would certainly not be able to keep his clone, the cost of its destruction was still acceptable compared to Arthur's death in battle.

However, unlike Victor, Arthur, who was slumped on the ground, appeared very calm.

Even though the wound on his chest pierced by the light was still causing severe pain, and even though the frost on the ground had spread to his arms.

But Arthur remained unmoved. Instead, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Goodbye, witcher."

Following the gentle murmur of the polite old man, the blazing light reappeared.

However, at this moment, a vague figure suddenly stood in front of Arthur.

"Buzz!"

The blurry figure waved his hand casually, and the sharp light was reflected back at a speed no less than when it came, hitting the golden shield and making a huge tremor.

"You're finally here, Mike."

Arthur smiled and spoke weakly while covering his wound.

Upon hearing this, the blurry figure turned around, looked at Arthur, whose mouth was already bleeding, and said:
"This is indeed my fault. But you'd better go find Soraka for treatment first. Leave this to me."

Arthur nodded, stood up with the help of Victor No. 1's clone, and slowly walked towards the exit.

Mike slowly withdrew his gaze and squinted at the three old men not far away.

This was the first time he had seen Arthur so seriously injured since he had known him, and this made his already burning anger even more intense.

The three old men also restrained the smiles on their faces at this moment.

They could sense the dangerous aura emanating from Mike. Unlike Arthur before, this was a true master.

After thinking for a moment, the polite old man in the middle smiled warmly and said to Mike:

"You must be the owner of this place. We are the elders of the International Magical Federation. We come to your place to capture a vicious fugitive. I hope you can cooperate with us..."

"Okay, no need to say more!" Mike interrupted the other party and said, "If you hurt my people, you have to pay the price!"

The polite old man's smile froze, and then he said:

"Regarding the injuries of your men, this is actually a misunderstanding. We can explain it."

The polite old man was still trying, but what responded to him was a translucent hot fireball.

The fireball collided with the golden shield, and the fireball suddenly cracked.

But unlike ordinary flames, the scattered flames did not slowly dissipate, but continued to attach to the golden shield as if they had life.

“Chichichi!~”

A creepy sound came from the shield. Under the corrosion of the curse power, the golden shield was rapidly thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The three old men's eyes almost popped out of their heads in shock, and they quickly output their magic power to replenish the golden shield.

However, this was just the appetizer Mike gave.

"Die!"

"Roar!"

Flames rose from Mike's body, and a translucent flaming pterosaur composed entirely of cursed flames flapped its wings and rose into the air. Not only that, Mike also threw out a holy sword bathed in holy light!
This is the long-awaited appearance of the Holy Sword. Before this, it was hidden in the Ministry of Magic by Chris for a long time, until Michael took control of the Ministry of Magic and rescued it.

Although it has been covered in dust for a long time, its power has not diminished in the slightest.

It was seen that it was the last one to arrive, and it crossed the long distance and directly imprinted the tip of the sword on the golden shield.

How could the golden shield that had long been corroded by the cursed flames withstand such an attack? It immediately turned into fragments in the horrified eyes of the three old men.

Soon after, the fire pterosaur finally arrived. It roared and slammed into the ground in a suicide attack, exploding into flames all over the sky!

The flames instantly engulfed the entire area, including the three old men and the space gate.

The alloy floor, which had just been burned red by the continuous burning of the violent old man's flames, instantly melted into bright red magma, flowing freely on the uneven ground.

However, the three old men were not burned to ashes under such a terrifying attack. Instead, they successfully deployed a new golden shield at the most critical moment to block Mike's attack.

But this does not improve their dire situation.

Mike's cursed flame is not just a simple flame. With the blessing of the powerful curse power, unless it encounters the crushing of higher-level energy or Mike takes the initiative to withdraw, it can absorb all the energy around it and use it for its own use, thus burning until the end of time.

Under the continuous burning of this horrific flame, the golden shield could not hold out for long. The three old men could only try their best to transfer all their magic power into the shield to maintain its existence.

But this action also made them lose the power to fight back.

At this moment, Mike in the distance frowned, as if he was angry for not being able to kill the enemy in one blow.

This anger was quickly transformed into power, turning into a huge wave of fire that reached the sky and rushed over.

The three old men all showed despair on their faces when they saw this, and they simultaneously stopped outputting magic power to the golden shield.

This is meaningless now. Under such a horrific attack, the secondary holy light protection is simply not enough to withstand it.

But soon the despair on the old men's faces disappeared, replaced by an inexplicable determination.

The three of them looked at each other, and the polite old man said seriously:
"Have the combat information and real-time images been recorded?"

The indifferent old man: "Of course."

"Very good, then transmit this valuable material back to headquarters. We will buy you some time."

After the polite old man finished speaking, he and the grumpy old man took a step forward and stood in front of the indifferent old man. At the same time, a powerful and pure magic power gushed out from their bodies.

The indifferent old man remained silent, silently pressed his handprint and started the data transmission.

But if you look closely, you can find that there is a hint of sadness hidden in his cold and old face.

"For Ouranos!"

The polite old man and the grumpy old man shouted loudly and rushed towards the flames in the sky.

(End of this chapter)