Chapter 993: The battle of the Department of Mysteries

"P fainted"

"RS all petrochemicals"

"Prs except your weapons!"

A brilliant beam of magic spells flew across the aisle, and instantly knocked down a few French Aurors who had no time to react. Fren cast a spell to tie them up, and then led the main personnel directly into the deepest part of the earth.

This journey went smoothly beyond everyone’s imagination, probably because the raid came too quickly and the other party didn’t react in time. They didn’t even encounter any decent resistance from beginning to end, and soon broke into the mystery. Department of Affairs.

However, the scene inside was beyond the expectations of Fren and others. There were no guards inside and outside the Department of Mystery Affairs. When you raised your eyes, you could only see countless six or seven-meter long strips of magic cabinets standing horizontally in front. Layers upon layers can't be seen at a glance, they seem to have broken into a huge maze.

Fren vaguely realized that something was wrong, but before he could react, a dull voice rang from all over the Ministry of Magic. Walker, who was hanging from the rear, turned his head abruptly, only to find that the retreat behind him had disappeared and was originally open. The door turned into a gray painted wall.

This is a trap! Everyone present immediately realized this.

No wonder that when they attacked, the other party had not activated the protective device in the Ministry of Magic. At first, Fren thought that the raid by himself and others had been effective, making the guards unable to react.

Now it seems that the other party is obviously deliberate, the purpose is to bring them here

Thinking of this, Fren's face suddenly changed, but it was too late now, and the black and white floor tiles on the ground under everyone's feet instantly collapsed. As a quick response, Fren threw forward and rolled a few times on the ground, trying to avoid it. Got out.

But the others were not so lucky. The three hapless accompanying Aurors reacted slowly and fell off, and the feet of the other two were stuck in the cracks of the cracked floor tiles.

Naturally, Fren noticed the injured colleague. The whole face was as dark as the bottom of the pot. After breaking into this place, none of their hostile wizards saw him. Split up.

Fren knew very well that the reason for this situation was that he absolutely had to pay most of the responsibility. The previous process was so smooth that he could not help but underestimate the protection here before he ran into this trap.

Normally, he should let a small group of troops enter as the vanguard first.

But things have happened, and it's no use to be so upset. Because of worrying about the safety of the rest of the Aurors, Fren directly chose the most violent breakthrough method to protect me and smash these cabinets! Fren yelled, swinging his wand and blasting towards the cabinet in front of him.

In fact, before he reminded them, the surrounding Aurors had blessed themselves with an iron armor curse, and then followed Fren's instructions to cast a spell to blow up the magic cabinet in front of them.

However, these cabinets used to place special items are made of special materials and are highly resistant to magic. Now they are different from the previous collaborations of hundreds of wizards, so their effect is very limited. They only blasted a few large holes, making it even more so. They took a deep breath, and they saw more huge cabinets stacked on top of each other through the holes that were exploded, constantly changing their positions.

Several black shadows, like ghosts and charms, sprang from all over these magic cabinets, rushing towards them at an unimaginable speed, and the sharp claws swiftly passed through the air like an assassin. Neither go nor stay.

Although the wizards present had blessed the protection magic in advance, no one was injured in the first wave of attacks, but they were suddenly attacked by a strange monster hiding in the dark, but they couldn’t even see the other side’s face. The pressure is multiplied in my mind.

Fren knew that this must not go on any longer, so when he attacked for the second time, he did not dodge or dodge and just blocked it with the iron armor curse.

Due to the short interval between the two attacks, Furen didn’t have time to reinforce the Iron Armor Curse. So after a little barrier, the sharp claws quickly broke through the protection, deeply embedded in the flesh of the chest, and pulled out several scarlet ones. Blood stains.

Fren snorted, and took advantage of these slight pauses to grasp the opponent's movement track. Under anticipation, the magic wand in his hand shook quickly and aimed at the dark shadow, and the white light lit up from the tip of the stick. .

"N torn apart"