Chapter 768: A Highly Educated Weak Chicken

Many people will wonder who is more powerful in the war between wizards and Muggles, and who will win.

This kind of question is like an army phalanx with only spears or an army phalanx with only cavalry. It is as meaningless as who is stronger.

Humans are a complex group.

When the war does come, everyone will find that machine guns, multi-purpose ammunition, bazookas and magic will appear in one camp at the same time.

A suitcase with the No Trace Stretch Curse that can be bought in any shop on the wizarding street, plus a weapon that can be bought anywhere in the African continent, only needs to be combined with a not very clever confusion spell, and you can easily Break through the border defenses of the Muggle country.

Whether it is by boat, air, or land, it is easy to bring a car of terrible heavy weapons to the most prosperous city center.

Looking down from the top of the building, Anton could even see two crappy secondary wizards waving their hands, gesticulating in extremely secondary gestures, and casting confusion spells at both ends of the street.

At the same time, there was a second wizard with a bald head who looked like a Haitian, holding the head of a Muggle witness, and was cleaning the memory of the battle with great effort.

And there is a secondary wizard who can breathe thick smoke and release sleeping spells, and is doing the final cleaning of all the surrounding buildings.

The main team coming down from the convoy fired a shot at an old lady at the stairs of the building. After being injured by the rebound of the 'giant reverse current curse' cast by Anton, these people stopped the attack with great experience.

They turned their backs to each other and pointed their guns around. Standing in the protective circle was a blonde woman in a low-cut leather jacket. She raised her index finger and little finger with both hands, gesticulating with cool and handsome spell-casting gestures, bent over, and pointed at the surrounding There was a rush of force in the air.

Anton watched the subway phone for a long time with the expression of an old man, and then he faintly felt the magical fluctuation similar to "life detection" from this woman.

There are also two flying broomsticks, holding pistols, flying in mid-air, wandering around, searching for targets.

These people cooperated very well, and their combat literacy was very high, which was much higher than those so-called 'Death Eaters' and 'Order of the Phoenix'.

The only problem is...

The ability is really too hip.

And to deal with these people, you only need to...

Come on with a little Levitation Charm.

With the flick of the wand in Anton's hand, the two mercenaries on broomsticks flew towards the sky uncontrollably, and they would only have two results.

Either fly into outer space and become a mysterious event that Muggle scientists can't figure out, or let go of the broomstick and fall from the sky.

This is a compound cast mixed with the expulsion spell.

At the same time, all the weapons in everyone's hands flew away, and when they reached midair, they turned their guns and aimed at them.

This is a compound cast mixed with the disarm spell.

Anton brought Anna to the street with an instant apparition, and looked at them coldly.

Wizards are not omnipotent. If I met these mercenaries last year, I am afraid that I would really die under the guns of snipers.

Even if he didn't have the ability of "Lake of Soul" with simple predictions, he wouldn't even know how he died.

"first question……"

Anton stared at the sub-wizard mercenary in front of him, "What is your goal this time?"

The mercenary raised his hands high, rolled his eyes nervously, opened his mouth, and finally clenched his teeth to express his resistance.

snap~

One shot to the head.

Anton turned his head to look at the leader, who was carrying a bazooka and bombarded the apartment building just now, "Maybe you can tell me the answer?"

pat~

The pistol aimed at the guy heard the metal thud of opening the safety.

"Think carefully before answering, you only have one chance."

The man swallowed, and looked at Anton nervously, "We are wizards, we are in the same group, you shouldn't be on the side of Muggles."

snap~

One shot to the head.

"Ah~~~" The blond girl in the low-cut leather jacket screamed, blood was splashed all over her face.

She raised her hands tremblingly, feeling the hot and sticky blood dripping down her cheeks and dripping into her collar, she just trembled in fear.

Anton raised his eyebrows, "It's your turn."

"I said, I said!"

"We received a mission from the 'Mysterious Power' website to kill a wizard in this apartment building!"

Oh huh~

Anton whistled. If he remembered correctly, the 'Mysterious Power' website seemed to be created by Grindelwald instructing Lucius to use his family's influence in Muggle society.

"Who are you going to kill?"

The blond girl pointed to the leader lying on the ground, "There's a photo in his coat pocket, I'll take it..."

"I ask you!" Anton stared at her, "Who do you want to kill?"

"!!!" The blond girl took a step back in fear, "It's Remus John Lupine, yes, that's the name!"

"very good……"

The corners of Anton's mouth curled up slowly, his eyes were full of coldness.

The firearms floating in the sky suddenly lit up, da da da da, da da da da.

"Ah~~~~"

The blond girl squatted on the ground in horror, holding her head and screaming piercingly.

When these short and rapid gunshots stopped, everything returned to calm, she raised her head with some fear, and let out a shrill cry again, "Ah~~~~"

Except for her, all the mercenaries are dead!

"last question……"

The cold demonic voice that seemed to come from hell appeared above her head. She raised her head blankly, only feeling that the sunset glow was so bright red, it was so red that this person could not be seen clearly, leaving only a smear of red light.

"Since you are dealing with Lupine, why did you arrange a sniper to deal with me?"

"Sniper?"

The blond girl froze for a moment, "No, we don't have snipers!"

At this moment, the blood on the ground was filled with rolling from the ground, protruding a face towards the sky.

Then, the face raised its head from the ground, and then stood up, and the thin blood formed a half-squatting figure on the ground.

The blond girl backed away in fright and fell to the ground, trembling and staggering back.

A magic wand was stretched out lightly, and it touched the humanoid model made of blood. Then, the person seemed to have been smeared with thick paint, and the color emerged little by little.

He actually looks like a real person, with the rebellious expression on his face, the bearded beard, the windbreaker made of exquisite materials, the telescope and the sniper rifle in his hand, all are lifelike.

"Look carefully..." Anton felt the emotions permeating the other person's body, stared into the other person's eyes, and there was a hint of magic in his words, "Tell me, do you recognize him?"

The blond girl nodded quickly, "Yes... I have seen him. There is his profile picture on the scoreboard of the mysterious website, and he is at the top."

"Are you sure you read it right?"

"You can't go wrong!"

"This is scar face!" The blond girl looked at Anton tremblingly, panting weakly, "Leave me alone, I am just a foreign aid they hired, I belong to the 'Red Rose Witch' organization, I am not the same as them Dude. I'm here to make some extra money, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"I'm not interested in knowing this, tell me!" Anton's eyes were dark and cold. "So this Scarface, he didn't come with you, did he?"

"Yes, it is!"

snap~

One shot to the head.

A huge roar resounded through the entire street, and as a gust of evening wind swept through, a strong smell of blood spread.

"Ah~~~"

"Why are there so many dead people downstairs!"

Someone was screaming at the window.

Soon, Muggle police officers came and cordoned off.

Not long after, the Aurors from the Magic Congress also came, but they didn't seem to be sure whether wizards were involved.

The heavy weapons on the street and everything about wizards were collected by Anton in a snuff box. The mercenaries who were selected to kill these mercenaries were all pistols.

In the end, it was determined that this place was a merger of some underground forces grabbing territory.

After all, this fact is too common.

As time slowly passed, night gradually fell, except that the ground was swept up to the point where there were still some bloodstains and bullet holes that could not be removed, as if nothing had happened.

During this time, Anton was standing on the roof of the opposite building with a cold face, looking down indifferently.

"Anton..."

Anna hesitated for a moment, and gently pulled Anton's hand, "Are you okay?"

Anton just shook his head slightly. He has always been indifferent to life and death. Sometimes when faced with something that seems very dangerous in the eyes of others, he just smiles and lets it go.

Only this time, he really couldn't accept it.

Anna almost died right in front of him!

At such a long distance, even if the bullet misses a little bit, or the opponent intends to kill Anna together, he really might not be able to protect Anna at that time.

Not to mention, these wizard mercenaries were heading towards Lupine.

"Let's go back." The night wind was blowing, and Anna looked at Anton pitifully.

"Wait a little longer." Anton stroked the wand in his hand, his eyes flickering, "I heard a theory before that criminals like to visit crime scenes..."

Before he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "I found you!"

On the corner of the street in the distance, a standard wizard suddenly appeared. The soul corroded and distorted by black magic was so unique in the magical vision of the lake of the soul.

Maybe not necessarily him.

But let's wait for Anton to ask politely.