Chapter 435 Avery

But Mike was just thinking about it, because this was a completely unfamiliar secret realm to them. Even if they succeeded in seizing control of this secret realm, there was no guarantee that others would have a way to enter this secret realm. At that time, others could also use force to sneak attack and seize control of this secret realm like themselves.

What's more, they haven't won yet, so it's too early to consider these things now.

After visiting the second floor, Mike and others continued to move towards the third floor. Compared with the second floor, the magic restrictions arranged on the second floor became more dense, and the third floor was not installed with a large number of machines like the second floor. In addition to some simple assembly machines, there were piles of wooden cargo boxes. This scene made Mike understand the purpose of this floor at the first time, the warehouse.

At the same time, in addition to the soldier ant guards that were also very common on the first and second floors, Mike and others also found many humans!

This was the first time Mike and others saw humans after entering this secret realm, so everyone was very excited. Franklin was even so excited that he almost screamed. Fortunately, Benjamin next to him covered his mouth in time.

The humans here all wore standard black uniforms that were easy to move around in. In addition to maintaining order and security, they also had to wrap the Avery Magic Cloth and Avery Magic Liquid that were brought up by the worker ants, making them look like inferior products from the assembly line turned into beautifully packaged, handmade, high-end goods.

Such work was naturally beyond the capability of the worker ants, but it was very simple for human wizards. They only needed to wrap the goods with a beautiful ribbon and put them in a wooden box with complex patterns.

For wizards, this kind of work should be something that can be done by waving a magic wand, but the strange thing was that all the workers on this floor were processing these goods by hand, and no one used a magic wand.

Moreover, their work attitude was very bad.

In fact, only a very small number of people were working seriously in this huge warehouse, and most of the others were chatting and gossiping. Some people were even playing with the soldier ants and worker ants, such as the two who were not far from Mike and the others.

They were throwing all kinds of metal garbage and tools at a worker ant. If they hit it, they would cheer. It looked like playing darts in a bar, except that the darts became all kinds of heavy objects, and the target became a living giant ant.

Under their playfulness, the worker ant regarded as the target was already covered with wounds and could not stand steadily. Their seemingly very hard shells did not seem to be that hard. They were all twisted and deformed under the continuous throwing. But even if they suffered such inhuman abuse, the worker ant still maintained that weird kneeling posture and did not move. The surrounding worker ants and even soldier ants also ignored everything that happened here and continued to do their own things.

Mike and others just watched coldly, without any ripples in their hearts.

They were not the legendary Virgin Mary. They were just ordinary people, or more cold-blooded and greedy ordinary people.

Compared to risking injury or even sacrifice to save a low-intelligence ant, they prefer to obtain more information by observing the words and deeds of those human wizards.

So, under the gaze of everyone, the worker ant was smashed to death.

Its battered body still maintained a kneeling posture with difficulty, and even held a roll of Avery magic cloth brought up from the second floor in its mouth. Until it died, it did not forget the work it had to perform. Now, it no longer had to work.

The human wizards on the side seemed to feel a little bored after doing all this, or they were tired. Anyway, they did not go on to find the next target, but gathered together to chat.

Seeing this, Mike and others immediately became serious.

"It's boring, really boring, these damn bugs can't even hide!"

"It's boring, but this is one of the few entertainments we have here."

"Ah, I really miss the days outside, at least I can spend a few gold galleons to go to Knockturn Alley to find a veela to expend my anger. Here, apart from beating ants, I can only do x by myself!"

"Shut up, Panama, who doesn't want to do this? You're only making us feel worse!"

The man named Panama fell silent after being yelled at, but after a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in a voice that was neither light nor heavy:

"Hey, do you remember that some time ago, Patriarch Avery moved all the core members of the family outside to the fifth floor?"

"Of course, I heard that the man who can't even be named is back, so those noble gentlemen were afraid and hid here. Haha, it's ridiculous!"

"That's not what I want to say!" Panama said, "Do you remember? When they came, they brought a lot of luxury goods and slaves, including a few Veela. Do you think if we go to them for them, they will give them to us?"

"Are you dreaming?"

"Of course not! Think about it, although our bloodline is not as pure as theirs, at least we all have the last name Avery, and we are a family. They shouldn't be so stingy!"

"Don't be naive, we Squibs are just slaves and servants in their eyes! They won't share toys with us! Okay, stop thinking about it, let's go upstairs and go back to the dormitory to play some wizard chess!"

...

The human wizards disappeared at the stairs leading to the fourth floor, talking and laughing, and Mike, who was invisible not far away, nodded thoughtfully.

Through their conversation just now, he probably knew a lot of things.

First of all, the group of humans in front of him should all be the Squibs of the Avery family. Unlike other pure-blood families, the Avery family did not abandon, execute, or raise the Squibs to adulthood and throw them into the Muggle world. Instead, they locked all the adult Squibs in this secret place and let them work.

Secondly, the basic structure of this building.

The first and second floors are the processing plants for Avery magic cloth and magic liquid, the third floor is the packaging area and warehouse, the fourth floor is the dormitory of the group of Squibs in front of him, and the fifth floor should be where the real Avery wizards live.

Thinking of this, Mike's mouth curled up a cruel arc.

Since the group of people in front of him are all Squibs, then things will be much easier!

He placed his fingers on the communicator on his chest and tapped in a strange pattern. Through magic, these imperceptible tapping sounds will be transmitted to the ears of every team member. If this strange pattern is interpreted according to the code compiled by Mike in advance, it means——

Kill them all, leaving no one alive!

...

The battle between wizards and ordinary people has always been boring. Although the ordinary people present were dumb guns with a deep understanding of magic, they were still so vulnerable in front of Mike, a group of well-equipped and much stronger than ordinary wizards. In

just five minutes, all the enemies in this huge warehouse, including the soldier ants, were slaughtered.

Thanks to the instant death feature of the killing curse, there was no blood in this massacre. All the enemies lay on the ground silently as if they were asleep.

And the worker ants were still carrying goods from the second floor. They only had work in their eyes and were completely oblivious to the weird scene on the third floor, just like when the poor worker ant was beaten to death before.

Mike's expression was not very good. He was actually very disgusted with this kind of massacre. After all, he still had human nature and would instinctively feel uncomfortable when doing such cruel things.

But there was no way. If they didn't eliminate these people, then when they officially attacked the fourth floor or even the fifth floor, these people would definitely attack from behind them, which was not what Mike wanted to see.

After taking a deep breath, Mike tapped the communicator on his chest again and issued an order to continue the attack.

Suddenly, a series of illusory phantoms took action. They floated past Mike like ghosts and rushed to the fourth floor!

As Mike guessed, the fourth floor was indeed the living area of ​​the squibs. It was similar to the factory dormitories that Mike had seen in his previous life. There were dense multi-person dormitories, laundry rooms full of clothes hanging to dry, and a spacious but simple and weird rest hall...

Maybe because it was working hours, there were not many people on the fourth floor at this time, only people like Panama who liked to be lazy.

These people naturally could not form an effective resistance. Under the sudden attack of Mike and others, Panama and others almost didn't even see who the attacker was and followed their companions downstairs.

Then came the most important fifth floor.

Unlike all the previous floors, there was a solid iron door with a lot of magic on it at the passage from the fourth floor to the fifth floor. It was not easy for Mike and others to pass through this iron door, because there were too many and too complicated spells on the iron door. Mike had no way to break it silently like he did with other magic restrictions before.

But Mike did not hesitate too much. He quickly made up his mind - to break through by force!

Although this would be discovered by the people upstairs, thus losing the natural advantage of a surprise attack, the Avery wizards upstairs could not have no means to detect the situation downstairs. Now that they have taken action, it is only a matter of time before the people upstairs discover the abnormality here. In this case, it is better to attack directly!

Thinking of this, Mike took a step back and waved his wand to throw a ball of fire on the iron door.

Like the End of All Curses, the Fire is also the nemesis of all magic restrictions and even magic props. The only difference between the two is that the End of All Curses is selective, purely targeting the elimination of magic, while the Fire is indiscriminate destruction.

When facing this big iron gate, it is obvious that the effect of the calendar fire is more outstanding.

The flame seemed to have life and kept wriggling on the iron gate. Wherever it went, there would be bursts of blue magic aura. These were the traces after the magic restriction was destroyed.

The calendar fire soon covered the entire iron gate. Under its burning, the spell on the iron gate was quickly corroded, and then the iron gate itself began to melt.

The whole iron gate was rapidly turning red and thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye, but not a drop of red-hot iron liquid flowed down. All the heat and matter were devoured by the calendar fire on the door, becoming its nutrients and making it stronger. Mike,

who was watching all this, nodded with satisfaction, then raised his hand and said:

"Everyone, get ready to attack!"

The people who received the order raised their wands and aimed at the increasingly thin gate. Everyone knew that the wizards in the gate must have noticed such a big change in the iron gate. Once the gate disappeared, they might be greeted by a melee!

Their guess was correct. When the entire iron door completely melted, countless spells of different colors flew out from the door.

However, Mike's movements were faster than theirs. The Fiendish Fire, which had become even larger after swallowing the iron door, rushed towards the door at a faster speed, just hitting the dense barrage of countless spells.

The moment the flames and the spells came into contact, a violent explosion occurred. The Fiendish Fire was shattered in an instant, but it still completed its mission and successfully blocked all the spells.

The next moment, the people around Mike chanted spells, and a large green light representing death and ominousness suddenly shot out!

In the dazzling green light, a series of muffled groans came from the door. In this narrow space, the wizards inside had no room to dodge at all, and could only die tragically in this dense green rain curtain.

Mike's mouth corners rose, and he waved his wand. The Fiendish Fire, which had been almost scattered, gathered again and pounced on the bodies of those wizards and devoured them all.

Then, Fiendfyre, whose body swelled again, spread up the stairs, while Mike and others followed the wave of flames and used Fiendfyre as shields to advance.

It must be said that this strategy was very effective. Like before, they also arranged an ambush at the top of the stairs, but what happened next was exactly the same as the scene at the iron gate.

First, the attack launched by the Avery wizards was completely blocked by the Fiendfyre shield, and then the defensive counterattack of the Los Santos wizards beat the enemy to the ground.

Easy and boring.

Looking at the pile of lifeless and twisted corpses in front of him, Mike smiled and shook his head.

If all the wizards of the Avery family are of this level, then there is no need to continue this war, and these people might as well surrender!