great-warnovel Chapter 524 You're courting death!
Chapter 524 You're courting death!
Chapter 524 You're courting death!
The alarm sounded from an information agency, spreading throughout the entire fairy city.
The piercing ringing of bells and flashing red lights caused all the goblins and Muggles to drop what they were doing and look around in bewilderment.
"Major leak! Major leak!"
On the floating globe constructed of fairy metal, silvery-white light intertwined to depict continental plates and the distribution of power—tools used by the fairies to monitor and observe human movements.
Now, the dangerous red light is spreading like a plague from one node to another, and soon the entire globe will be swallowed up by the red light.
"It's New Paris! At the Goblet of Fire in New Paris! Grindelwald announced the Goblet of Fulfillment in front of wizards worldwide!"
A fairy, panting heavily, rushed in from outside.
His face was ashen as he delivered the firsthand information here. Even in a city controlled by the shamans, the goblins always managed to observe from afar.
"This is impossible! How did he know that!" The intelligence chief, Fairy, was ashen-faced. The situation was now pretty much predictable; he would be hanged on the rooftop by Lanlock II.
But bad things always come in waves, and before they could come up with a new solution, an even more piercing alarm came from outside.
Beneath the eternally brilliant starry sky, amidst the unique and majestic mountains, corresponding to the location of the Seven Fairy Villages, seven terrifying rings of flame suddenly unfolded from their hidden places.
Seven colorful plumes of smoke shot out from the ring like sharp arrows, heading straight for the unsuspecting fairy Qixiang!
Meanwhile, on the vast plains at the foot of the mountain, the sound of tearing silk appeared out of nowhere, tearing space apart and creating huge gaps around the fairy city.
From all directions, a sparse but menacing army of wizards filed out.
Before the fairies could react, portable magic arrays were quickly deployed.
Towering cursed totem poles, massive protective barriers cast in brass and silver, and bizarrely shaped explosive cannons capable of destroying a bunker with a single shot —
The ground was dug up, and bunkers, trenches, and medical shelters were reinforced and modified.
Strange incense and smoke filled the air, mixed with deep incantations, horn sounds, and drumbeats.
With the full support of Beauxbatons' alchemy production line and the collaborative efforts of wizards worldwide, large-scale war weapons that were originally difficult to mass-produce are now being offered up as if they were worthless.
The air cavalry took to the skies! Groups of wizards rode broomsticks, accompanied by fire dragons, thunderbirds, and all sorts of ferocious magical creatures, circling the fairy city, their eyes filled with fighting spirit.
Then came the large black ships, with gaps torn open in the sky, from which long ships, like the Last Judgment, flew out.
The beast tamers of Vagado drove their mountain-sized beasts, moving slowly as they approached.
Beauxbatons even deployed an alchemical tank force! Those multi-wheeled constructs emitting eerie gases could be controlled by just a few alchemists in large numbers!
Then came the Hogwarts army of werewolves, Muggle soldiers, and the horde of giant spiders—the largest torrent of war—flowing continuously from the large door knocker.
An army of wizards from different cultures surrounded the fairy city from all directions.
However, it is not yet time for the final battle. They are just staring with chilling eyes at the city, the tower, and the Holy Grail that wants to destroy them, under the leadership of their respective commanders!
At this moment, Grindelwald, Hermione, and the headmasters of various schools also passed through the door knocker and flew into the air.
"Lanlock II, your conspiracy has been foiled!" the Dark Lord shouted.
"Come forth and embrace your destiny, the destiny of a fairy!"
Behind them, the seven villages of fairies nestled among the mountains had already exploded into bursts of fire.
The Goblet of Fire warriors and their comrades have begun their trials!
At the highest point of the fairy city, in the center of the ominous dark red light, a small figure slowly flew out from the tower.
Like other fairies, he had wrinkled, pale skin, wore an exquisite silver crown on his head, and had a dark red magic sword at his waist that resembled the Gryffindor sword.
"This is Lanlock II? He doesn't seem as strong as I imagined," Hermione thought to herself.
She and Grindelwald exchanged a glance, both of them somewhat puzzled.
In the old man's view, the king on the throne clearly possessed the power to defeat them two at once, but now it seems that he is only at the level of an ordinary archmage, at most a little stronger than Voldemort, but still only slightly stronger.
"You have enslaved the fairies for thousands of years, and then drove us out of our earthly home." The fairy emperor's voice was deep and sharp.
"Now, you've come to my territory again, attempting to completely exterminate the elf race, destroy our Rielland, and our ancient homeland?"
While he was speaking, the fairies quickly rushed to their respective defensive fortifications.
But the city never imagined being invaded, and only a very small number of weapons were placed on the top of the high-rise buildings.
At this moment, the fairies frantically directed their men, aiming their aim at the wizard alliance outside the city.
Fortunately, the city still has a large number of weapons and equipment production lines established through cooperation between the fairies and the Soviet Union. Many mechs and war machines that have not yet been delivered can now be driven directly into the battlefield.
It wasn't just the fairies; there were also many Muggles in the city. They were soldiers from the Soviet Union who were originally only responsible for transporting goods, but now they had to be temporarily put into emergency mode and forced to crawl into those brand-new mechs.
Lanlock II's eyes flashed red: "I must say, you've all chosen this path to your own destruction!"
The shrill roar echoed with a heavy thud, like the intense light of a nuclear explosion. From his tower, a blinding dark red light suddenly blazed forth, rapidly spreading outwards from the city.
"Back off!" Hermione shouted.
This is an interference field even more powerful than the Volgograd Phenomenon Stabilizer; if one were to venture deeper into it, the wizards below might be rendered incapable of fighting.
The wizard alliance hastily retreated in disarray, but since they were only temporarily brought together, they could only command each other, and now they were even more flustered.
As the surging, crimson ocean of light was about to engulf them, the war machines that had cost a fortune were about to be scrapped before they could even be used.
The next moment, golden moonlight suddenly descended from the sky.
In this ever-bright sky, which is filled only with stars, a huge, golden full moon suddenly appears and hangs high in the sky.
It was Hilmi; he arrived at just the right time.
The magnificent light brought by the glorious golden moon was just as it had been in the Scottish Highlands a year ago.
A surge of powerful magic flowed from the wizards, instantly boosting their strength. Even the magically imbued weapons of war began to glow.
The light of the great wizard! Whether it is the merciless white moon, the terrifying blood moon, or the glorious golden moon, it is all the light emanating from Hermione and Hilmi as one.
Lanlock II's light was naturally this ominous dark red color. The two lights were like two entities, two wills, intertwining and clashing in the air. Although Hilmi could not suppress the opponent, she at least held the line of the wizards.
"Shall we start a war?" McGonagall flew to Hermione and the other girl on her stone dragon, her expression solemn.
Grindelwald stared with satisfaction at the enormous moon overhead, then shook his head: "No rush. Let the warriors complete their trials. We must be wary of Lanlock resorting to desperate measures."
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