vncnus Chapter 147 Bat Emperor Demon
Chapter 147 Bat Emperor Demon
Chapter 147 Bat Emperor Demon
Ryan activated his magical vision. Within his vision, the hundred-meter-tall bats in the sky exhibited a certain degree of magical response, but the magical fluctuations were not intense, equivalent to those of an ordinary Hogwarts student.
But an ordinary Hogwarts student could never cause dozens of vampires to run around in panic in this square.
He was shocked.
Generally speaking, when people are extremely shocked, they cannot control their words and may blurt out whatever comes to mind.
Everyone heard him say, "What on earth is this thing? The Bat Emperor Demon?"
Bat Emperor Demon ·——·
Upon hearing this, Larvin and the others initially felt a sense of panic, then their faces gradually twitched, showing a conflicted expression of wanting to laugh but feeling that now was not the time to laugh.
The English Aurors went crazy when they heard about Voldemort, after all, discussing Voldemort in public is something that takes a lot of courage to do.
Even though Voldemort has now been captured alive, his deeply ingrained habits from decades ago remain unchanged.
It wasn't until they noticed the suppressed laughter on Ralvin and the others' faces that they realized the Voldemort crisis seemed to have been resolved!
When Voldemort wreaked havoc on the world, they dared not call him by his name.
Voldemort disappeared without a trace, and they dared not call him by his name.
Now that Voldemort has been captured, if they still don't dare to call him by his name, then Voldemort's capture would have been for nothing.
"Bat Emperor Demon, that's a good name." Finally, someone mustered up the courage to point to the giant bat, which was hundreds of meters tall, above them and said.
Someone took the lead.
Naturally, some people will follow suit.
One way to cultivate a close friendship with a wizard is to shout "Voldemort" together.
Dumbledore frowned. "I looked closely—that giant bat up there is a living creature, but it's very different from normal life."
"Let's deal with those vampires first, Albus. Should you go or let the children go?" Gale decisively began assigning tasks, sending Dumbledore and the young people out.
It's not that he doesn't want to stretch his muscles.
It was just that the person who wanted to set off fireworks in Ali and the firefighters were both present at the time, making it all too real for him to volunteer.
Didn't you see Nicolas Flamel staring intently at the giant bat in the sky?
Despite being one of the top combatants present, he showed no intention of moving at all.
"No need to trouble the headmaster, leave it to us." Ryan gave an OK sign, then waved to the eager Raven and the others. He then said to the Aurors sitting on either side of the long table, "Auror brothers from England and France, get to work."
He hadn't even finished speaking.
Then, a series of blurry, teleporting sounds echoed in the room.
Then, a large group of robed figures appeared on the open ground outside the window, wielding wands and firing them into the sky.
With the appearance of this group of people, an invisible wave gradually spread outward from them.
Large Muggle Expulsion Charm and Oblivion Charm.
The ordinary people here either hurriedly leave, as if they remembered that they hadn't turned off the gas stove at home.
They might suddenly turn on their turn signal, change direction, and slam on the brakes to switch to another road, as if they had suddenly seen a sign saying "Road construction ahead, please detour."
Ryan suddenly appeared in mid-air and cast a levitation spell on all his clothes, making them lift him up and float in the air.
It then gradually rises.
To get a close look at that enormous creature.
Watching something up close in mid-air is a completely different concept from watching it from inside a building.
The latter can only perceive the bat as enormous when viewed against the backdrop of the corresponding building.
The former. —·
Ryan, having personally compared them, could confidently assure everyone that his own body length was less than the length of the bat's fingernails.
He picked up his wand and put it down again, because the opponent was too big. Even if he used a cutting spell or something similar, he might only be able to scratch the opponent.
Of course, using spells like blazing fire might not necessarily prevent it from being harmed, but it might also further enrage it.
He decided to use what he was best at: blow it up with magic. He started by blowing up its wings. He immersed his mind in his own magic, using it to resonate with external magic, creating a burst and resonance of magic.
The next moment, it was as if a dense barrage of exploding grenades had appeared in the sky, followed by a series of loud, booming explosions. It was noticeable that the line of sight was distorted in the area of the explosions.
That's because the magical explosion caused a certain tilt in the atmospheric composition, which in turn changed the air density and the refractive index of the medium.
From a distance, this space appears to be covered by something, constantly twisting, crushing, overlapping, and intertwining, like a giant crusher shattering everything in the world.
This is far beyond what carbon-based life forms could withstand!
The explosion was concentrated on the bat's wing.
This power, this density of the explosion, was enough to tear apart the body of any carbon-based creature—Lane was already prepared to use a levitation charm to catch the giant bat, lest the people of France wake up the next day to find a huge crater in the ground and two buildings collapsed nearby.
The loud explosion terrified the wizards who were casting spells and playing a flip-flop version of whack-a-mole on the ground.
Aren't all spells just a beam of light?
Shouldn't a curse have an effect silently?
How could a curse have such power!
Those on the ground who could feel the tremors all had a similar thought in their minds: the damage this ability could cause was far more terrifying than the Unforgivable Curse!
Inside the room, Nava suddenly stood up and rushed to the window on her knees. She held onto the window frame with her hands, her long hair falling to her chest due to inertia, and a corner of her high heel broke off due to the violent movement.
But she has no time to pay attention to her appearance right now.
She stared intently at that hazy, vibrant, and chaotic area in the sky, the booming sounds of explosions echoing in her ears.
My senses of wizarding magic have been shattered once again by everything I've encountered today.
It turns out that magic is not just about expanding space, changing the shape of things, or making people forget.
Although making space larger, deforming things, and making people forget things were already beyond her imagination, because the material structure and spatial structure all violated the existing technological foundation.
Technology is just technology; it lacks the power to move people.
Violence is different; violence is the most direct and shocking thing.
It was like a scene from the sky, as if countless cannons were being unleashed and exploding simultaneously.
So this is how violent magic can be; a wizard like this can act as a fighting force. Nava didn't even notice that her breathing was getting heavier.
But Dumbledore and the other two exchanged glances, all seeing confusion in each other's eyes.
After the light and shadow returned to normal, the giant bat continued to flap its wings, creating a steady breeze.
It was as if nothing had just happened.
It was as if the attack, equivalent to a concentrated barrage of fire from a group of firearms, had not hit it at all.
In that instant, everyone understood what a fugitive was, and why these vampires, who belonged to the high-risk creatures of the magical world, had become fugitives.
Because vampires either have to run for their lives or they have to die.
"What on earth is this thing?!"