Daily News: The Prophet of Hogwarts

Chapter 328 The Third Deadly Weapon for Actual Combat

A brief silence fell over the battlefield.

On one side was the retreating naval fleet, and on the other side were the remaining wizards gradually leaving.

One of the three Voldemors had a face full of anger, as if he was being forced to do something he didn't want to do.

The face of that three-pronged socket was filled with anger and disdain, as if it didn't believe that doing something it didn't want to do would cause it any harm.

Everything is clear; the final stage of this battle is about to begin.

For the Bald Eagle, whether to write "basic victory" or "great victory" in the battle report depends entirely on the power of this final, devastating blow and whether it can truly interrupt the wizard's continuous resurrection.

The wizards watching the battle also wanted to know just how powerful the weapon could be.

Only by seeing it with one's own eyes can one truly understand what the strongest weapon currently in the hands of humans, and even wizards, is really like.

At Ryan's prompting, the wizards quickly retreated to a high altitude dozens of miles away. Some even produced goggles from somewhere, seemingly intending to use magic to spy on the explosion of the weapon of mass destruction.

After receiving authorization, the Bald Eagle fleet retreated to a safe distance.

A streak of fire shot out from underwater, and the nuclear submarine, which had been preparing underwater, finally had a chance to prove its worth.

They had been constantly being beaten down by the wizards, with only thermobaric and thermobaric bombs capable of inflicting significant damage, which had left them feeling incredibly frustrated.

Now that they have the opportunity to launch a super weapon, and it is the third super weapon in the world to be used in actual combat, they can't help but be excited.

Amidst thick smoke and flames, the missile, armed with deadly power, struck the altar with pinpoint accuracy.

In that instant, heaven and earth fell silent.

The explosion, flames, and radiation lasted for more than ten minutes. After the mushroom cloud rose completely into the sky, Ryan's spiritual avatar appeared in front of the crater left by the explosion of the weapon of mass destruction.

The altar had vanished without a trace, leaving no sign of any involvement. The enormous pit was filled with smooth, amber-colored glass, with nothing else visible.

Although it's impossible to use magic to detect whether Voldemort has Horcruxes, based on intuition, it's certain that Hufflepuff's cup was destroyed in a high-temperature, high-radiation environment.

Because there is some gold deep underground, it must be gold that was melted and mixed with molten magma, and then cooled to form rocks rich in gold.

The Horcrux was destroyed.

Although it was something that had never happened before, it was not unexpected.

Ultimately, mechanics can work when the numerical values ​​are the same, but when the numerical difference between the two sides is large enough, mechanics become useless.

"This is a good thing, and it's not a good thing either." Ryan looked into the depths of the African continent, already anticipating the arrival of the second wave of android wizards.

However, the wizards and Muggles were still in tentative contact, and this battle was the result of that probing.

When the android wizard makes his next appearance, the main fighting force will be the alchemical golems and wizard towers he produces. Otherwise, without human beings, there is no way to compete with the opponent in terms of population.

Bald Eagle Pentagon.

Faced with the commander's "Summary of Basic Victory in the War," the old bald eagles were so angry they laughed. This kind of devastating battle was even more disastrous than when they rallied a few gangs to hunt rabbits.

This is because the casualties of the entire Bald Eagle naval fleet have reached the point of a major overhaul.

The enemy's casualties were entirely due to weapons of mass destruction; only a few unlucky ones were hit by grenades.

The role of weapons of mass destruction cannot be attributed to combat command and war victory, because you can use them against the enemy.

It can also be used. Moreover, the casualties caused by weapons of mass destruction are meaningless; it all depends on population density.

"We truly don't understand the wizards' abilities. Just their ability to appear in different locations at will is enough to leave us helpless. Aside from weapons of mass destruction, I don't believe the Bald Eagle navy carries any means to counter them!"

The commander protested, saying that the defeat was not due to any fault of the commander, and that no matter how well he commanded, he could not outmaneuver the enemy's cunning tactics.

"After the brave soldiers checked, the final weapon did indeed completely destroy the resurrection of one of the wizards."

He continued.

To verify the effectiveness of the weapon, after Ryan's consciousness projection left, the Bald Eagle Fleet sent brave and fearless soldiers to approach and inspect the results of the explosion. They also found traces of metallic minerals at the bottom of the crater, concluding that this was the golden cup left by the wizard.

"Forget it, neither of us knows each other well enough. This battle has already shown our strength, and we are still the number one in the world."

The old generals said that everything was fine, the beacon of freedom and democracy would continue to shine for a long time, and even the newly emerged wizards could not shake the beacon's position.

But at this time, the warlords they had supported in the African region called again.

During the call, the camera used a highly panicked tone to recount something that made the generals uneasy: in the African regions occupied by sorcerers, two to three thousand more shrewd and decisive sorcerers had appeared, replacing the wartime...

The wizards who died in the conflict began patrolling and went on to rule the territories they occupied.

"You mean several thousand more wizards have appeared! And they possess the same power as the previous wizards?"

Faced with the generals' unanimous questioning, the warlord on the other end of the phone sounded terrified: "Yes, we can't see any difference!"

Snapped.

The old general turned off the radio, slunk back into his seat, and looked around: "What do we do?"

He had asked many times before, "What should I do?"

That was to shirk responsibility, to form cliques and suppress dissent, and to gain higher power and status.

But this time was different. This time he truly felt powerless, a powerlessness brought on by impending doom.

He had heard people mention this kind of powerlessness before; it was a powerlessness that a capitalist friend of his often spoke of when Mr. Luo was in power. It was a powerlessness that made him tremble uncontrollably at the sight of a fireplace flame.

"What should we do?"

Everyone asked why, given the current situation, it was absolutely impossible to send the Bald Eagle fleet out to fight again.

Otherwise, they would not be facing the threat of wizards, but an internal mutiny—even if they were brainwashed by freedom and democracy.

Even the most deeply entrenched core supporters will not admit to and accept a second, brutal battle.

"This is the wizard's own business! We don't need to interfere! In fact, after we showed off our prowess against the Bald Eagle this time, the wizard owes us a favor!"

With no profit to be made, the generals of the Bald Eagles backed down, feeling that this was an internal affair of the wizards and should not be of their business.