Chapter 585 The Last Backbone

In addition to the goblins, there were many creatures of other races at the scene.

The mermaids among them were unable to come to the Ministry of Magic because they could not go ashore.

In fact, in this battle, the order Mike gave them was only to delay Chris once he escaped to the sea. Unfortunately, the battle against Chris was resolved on land, and they were not used. Naturally, the credit they could get was much less.

But they didn't care much about these credits.

After all, compared with other races, the area where the mermaids lived was not seriously invaded by wizards.

At least, they still had the ocean as their last base.

After all, the ocean was too big for humans, and they did not have the ability and time to fully develop it.

So the reason why they joined Mike was actually more of a team, and they did not expect to get too many benefits from Mike.

The number of other non-human intelligent creatures present was actually not much less than that of the goblins.

Among them, the races that Mike recognized included the veela, the leprechauns, and the giants. As for the ones he couldn't recognize, there were even more.

This bunch of strange non-human intelligent creatures crowded on the platform and kept making a lot of noise. People who didn't know the situation would think that the Ministry of Magic had turned into a zoo.

As the goblins took the lead in the charge, other races also started to move.

The leprechauns were the first to bear the brunt and followed closely behind the goblins.

This distant relative of the goblins, like the goblins, can also use some magic. Although the power is much smaller than that of the goblins, this also gives them an advantage in this "competition for credit."

Following closely behind were the giants, who forced their way out of the crowd with their huge bodies and huge strength.

Of course, creatures of other races were not willing to lag behind. Even the veela, who loved beauty by nature and usually showed themselves in the form of beautiful women, were no longer reserved. They turned back into the original form of harpies in front of people and flew towards the Department of Mysteries screaming.

For a moment, the entire Ministry of Magic was slightly shaken by the actions of these non-human intelligent creatures.

Not far away, the wizards watched the performance silently.

There were quite a few wizards present. In addition to the Los Santos Group led by Mike, there was also a group of noble witches led by the Daughter of the Federation and a large number of wizards of Muggle descent.

These three types of people were easy to distinguish. The witches were all wearing gorgeous but not very practical hunting clothes, standing far away from the crowd and watching quietly and elegantly.

As they were originally the powerful class, the little credit in front of them was really nothing. They could publicly express their support for Mike, which was a great credit. They were confident that Mike would give them the benefits they deserved.

The Los Santos Group wore uniform uniforms and occupied the most powerful position in the whole venue to be on guard.

As for the wizards of Muggle descent, they did not dare to approach the above two parties, so they could only shrink in the most remote corners, looking at those non-human intelligent creatures with envy.

If they could, they would also like to rush up to get a share, but unfortunately Mike did not allow them to do so.

Mike saw the reactions of all parties.

He shook his head with disdain, and a sneer rose involuntarily at the corner of his mouth.

Mike did not have a good solution for the power hidden in the Department of Mysteries. After all, the name of the Silent Man was not called for nothing, and Mike did not get much information.

But this was not a serious problem in Mike's eyes. Although there was no shortcut, the power in the Department of Mysteries would always have an end.

Then things would be very simple. He only needed to fill it with human lives.

As for whose lives to use?

First of all, witches would not participate in such dangerous work. Muggle-blooded wizards were his base and the key to his future rule, so they naturally could not be moved.

Mike was reluctant to use the wizards of the Los Santos Group, so only the non-human intelligent creatures were left.

In Mike's opinion, the more these guys died, the better. As long as they suffered too many casualties and their strength declined seriously, their voices would naturally be much weaker in the next rewarding process. At least they would not dare to bargain with Mike anymore.

Especially the goblins. Mike knew with his heels that these greedy bastards would definitely ask for the right to use the magic wand in a while. This was simply wishful thinking.

Besides, it was also their own idea to let them attack the Department of Mysteries.

Look, how happy they are, one by one!

Thinking of this, the smile on Mike's face became brighter and brighter.

At this moment, the goblins finally arrived in front of the gray-white light film outside the Department of Mysteries and began to break through the Department of Mysteries.

The goblins naturally did not know the advanced magic spells such as "All Spells End" and "Spell Stop", so when facing the gray-white light film, their method of breaking through became extremely simple, that is, using things to hit it.

They waved their hands constantly, and large pieces of the stone floor that had been burned into charcoal were peeled off by them. They floated in the air and turned into iron hammers and iron swords, which automatically hit the light film, creating ripples on it.

Creatures of other races followed closely, and began to learn from the goblins and use physical means to attack the light film.

But at this time, the Ministry of Magic had very few things to use after Mike's burning, so those who didn't grab the tools could only use their innate weapons - fangs and teeth.

This scene made the daughters of the Federation in the distance laugh. They laughed one by one, pointing and looking at this side with eyes like watching a monkey show.

Some of the witches even clapped their hands excitedly, hoping that those humble livestock could give them a more exciting performance.

I don't know if it was God's arrangement or human nature.

In short, their expectations were soon responded to.

The goblins in front of the light film looked at the non-human intelligent creatures around them, whose movements were equally fierce and fast, and their expressions instantly fell.

The eyes of the goblin leaders flashed a ruthless look, they looked at each other, and soon began to make strange noises towards their fellows around them.

Then, some of the goblins stopped using their tools to strike the light film, gathered together and began to walk towards other non-human intelligent creatures.

"Papapapa!"

With a series of crisp finger snaps, an invisible force suddenly appeared, pushing away most of the other races who were trying to break through the light film.

This move immediately aroused public anger, and other races, led by the giants, no longer tried to destroy the light film, but roared and turned their attack targets to the goblins.

However, these guys were just some idiots who only knew how to use brute force.

Even the giants, who seemed to be extremely powerful, were actually just golden and jade on the outside, but rotten inside.

Faced with magical magic, they had no room to resist.

"Papapapapa!"

Another series of finger snaps sounded.

The coalition of non-human intelligent creatures was once again ejected, and as if to warn these guys not to get closer, the goblins also used heavy hands in this attack. Many creatures, especially the giants, had many bones broken and could only lie on the ground and wail.

Seeing this, the goblins burst into laughter.

Goblins, whose magic abilities are stronger than those of wizards without wands, are definitely the most powerful creatures in the world, second only to wizards.

This can be fully verified from history textbooks.

Even in modern times when other races trembled under the oppression of wizards, goblins launched several massive rebellion wars against wizards, and although they were defeated, they still controlled the economic lifeline of the wizarding world with their tyrannical power.

For such a tyrannical race, the non-human intelligent creatures of other races are really not enough.

At this moment, Peklo and others in the light film were also closely observing everything outside the light film.

Seeing that Mike did not rush over to attack the light film as he expected, but sent a bunch of livestock forward, his face suddenly became gloomy.

The 'room that can never be opened' has been opened by him at this time, and the power inside is ready, and the price he paid for this is the lives of almost all Aurors and silent people.

This was a cruel decision, but the power that Pecklo obtained from it was not strong.

After all, the Ministry of Magic had just used that power to seriously injure Voldemort not long ago, and the power there had not yet been fully replenished. Moreover, the number of people they sacrificed this time was really small.

But even so, according to Pecklo's estimation, this power could still destroy all the living forces around Mike and seriously injure Mike himself.

It was just an ideal state. Although the power was strong, it was also limited in range. And its effective attack area was within the light film.

This meant that if Mike continued to let only non-human intelligent creatures complete the task of cleaning up the Department of Mysteries, he would only be able to eliminate some insignificant "livestock", which Pecklo could not accept.

No one cared whether Pecklo accepted it or not, and the goblins didn't care even more. They were still madly throwing their magic to attack the light film in front of them.

It had to be said that the light film acting in the Department of Mysteries was indeed very powerful, and it remained strong even in the face of attacks from hundreds of goblins.

But everything has its limits, and the same is true for the film. Its energy source is a special magic device stored in the Department of Mysteries. Although the magic inside is rich, it still seems to be somewhat weak when facing such an attack.

Finally, after nearly an hour of continuous attack, a large hole was finally torn on the gray-white film.

Suddenly, cheers rang out from the crowd.

The fairies surrounding the outer edge of the film rushed into the film with a howl. Seeing this, other races also rushed to the gap like crazy, but the fairies did not mean to let them pick peaches.

Another round of finger snaps sounded, and the huge force attacked again. The faces of the non-human intelligent creatures that were blown away suddenly turned black.

Peklo and the last few silent people standing beside him also had extremely ugly faces. At this moment, a large number of fairies appeared in front of them.

These fairies waved their arms, and before people arrived, several beams of attack composed entirely of magic had already reached them.

The silent people stepped forward, and with a flick of their wands, they easily knocked away the attacks, and then turned their heads to look at Peklo.

At the moment, they were all waiting for Peklo to make the final decision.

Peklo looked at the goblins that were pouring in like a tide, and finally sighed and waved his hand, saying:

"Let's start, let them see our last bit of backbone!"

The silent people did not speak as their nicknames said, and even their faces hidden under the hoods did not have any expression. They just silently cut the aorta on their wrists and let the blood spurt to the ground.

After a period of accumulation, the blood formed a circular magic circle in a very strange way.

The moment this magic circle was formed, a blood-red light escaped from it, and then the entire Department of Mysteries began to tremble violently.

"Magic lasts forever!"

The silent people bowed their heads and muttered in unison, and then fell in a pool of blood.

As they fell, the vibrations around them became stronger and stronger, and there was even a faint roar of beasts coming from the depths of the Department of Mysteries.

An ominous aura permeated the air, and the goblins who were charging noticed something was wrong, but their greedy nature made them selectively ignore this warning and continue to rush forward.

This also made them lose their last chance.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a creepy howl of ghosts and wolves, a thick white mist floated out from the depths of the Department of Mysteries.

The movement speed of these mists was extremely fast, almost catching up with the speed of ordinary beam-type spells, and there were huge black shadows flashing in the mist, which made people want to retreat.

Pikelo looked at the white mist that was spreading, and the heavy expression on his face gradually relaxed. He believed that he had done his best, but it was God's will, and he could do nothing about it. With a

deep sigh, Pikelo turned his head to look at the goblins behind him, and the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily.

“There are so many beasts waiting to be buried with me. Haha, this is not bad!!”

Paklo laughed and opened his arms. The next moment, thick fog swallowed him up instantly, and completely blocked his laughter!