Wenda looked at the sky.
He spoke softly, "The new master of the Saint, and the one who is destined to be crushed by the new master of the Saint!"
When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.
Whether it's people from the Ministry of Magic, those from pure-blood families, or saints.
The new owner of the Saints.
They knew all too well what this title represented.
The people in the Ministry of Magic couldn't help but show panic on their faces.
Saints, they are saints.
In Germany, it is no exaggeration to say that saints represent an era!
It is truly powerful.
Trevicorn stood at the head of the Auror line.
Looking at Erwin in the air.
I couldn't help swallowing.
Saint's, new master?
He really didn't expect that Erwin, who came to Germany for the first time, would become the new owner of the Saints.
The most important thing is the new owner of the Saints, if Irving can really control all the power of the Saints.
Then it seems that what Erwin said to him might really come true!
That's a saint.
What does the word "saint" mean in Germany?
No one knew it better than the Aurors.
It can be said that they grew up listening to the legends of the saints, and they are also the group of people who truly understand the energy of the saints.
He looked at the Head of the Auror Office standing before him.
A gleam flashed in Trevikon's eyes.
He really doesn't like someone standing in front of him and blocking his way!
The saints fixed their eyes on the two people fighting in the air.
They didn't know who the new owner of the saint that Wenda was talking about was.
But both of them are so powerful.
The most important thing is that these words came from Wenda's mouth.
That means Grindelwald tacitly approved this.
Some radical saints have begun to get excited.
They have been silent for too long, and they really don't like this kind of quiet and stable life, they especially don't like it!
Especially in recent years, because Grindelwald imprisoned himself in the tower, the Saints were weak.
It allowed many of the original small families to stand up and become the current pure-blood families.
Although due to Grindelwald's power, no one dared to do anything to these saints.
But they are obviously not as majestic as before!
Too many of them miss the days when the Saints were mighty.
In mid-air.
The battle between Erwin and Allen continues.
After being cast multiple times, the killing curse turned into purple meteors and rushed towards Allen.
Alan showed disdain. In his opinion, the power of ancient magic was very strong.
A mere spell cannot break through the magic shield formed by ancient magic.
However, the next moment.
Something happened that Alan didn't expect.
Suddenly, purple light spread out directly in front of the magic shield.
It bypassed the magic shield and bombarded Allen's body.
Alan's face changed instantly.
He waved the scepter in his hand quickly.
Black mist rose from the surface of the body.
The killing curse hit the black fog directly.
There were bursts of explosion sounds.
Alan staggered.
Erwin looked at Allen who was shrouded in black fog.
His brows furrowed slightly.
As the black fog slowly dissipated.
Allen's voice came: "Erwin, I didn't expect you to have such strange tricks! I underestimated you!"
Erwin was slightly startled.
What exactly is this black fog?
Fight the killing curse?
This is unscientific.
It violates the setting.
Allen said: "However, if this is the only method you have, then this is the end of it!"
After saying that, Alan raised his scepter slightly and was about to attack.
But from the direction where Erwin was, several more spells came towards Allen.
Erwin was disdainful in his heart, do you really think I'm joking with you?
It's a life-or-death situation, and I'm still here giving you time to gather your strength?
Erwin waved the wand in his hand quickly.
Under unlimited firepower, Erwin didn't care about the loss of magic power at all.
Infinite killing curse, infinite division.
Rushed towards Allen.
Since you have a turtle shell, break your turtle shell.
Erwin wanted to see how many killing curses this turtle shell could block.
Erwin's attacks continued, and everyone on the ground was stunned.
They had never seen such a scene before.
The wand kept glowing, just like a Gatling gun.
In the high tower.
Grindelwald was also surprised.
To be honest, he had never seen such a scene before.
With this speed of spell casting, doesn't this guy lose any magic power?
Erwin bombarded him with attacks.
The attack range even included the dragon.
Alan seemed to be enveloped in purple light.
There is no chance to fight back at all.
The little snakes at Hogwarts all knew how to suppress their hands, let alone Erwin.
This move was taught by Erwin.
However, Erwin can create the effect of dozens of small snakes by himself.
A large amount of spells poured out.
The purple beams of light even connected into a line.
Alan's face looked grim.
The scepter is held horizontally in front of him.
Maintaining the black fog around him.
"Damn it, how can he have so much magic power! Doesn't his spell consume any energy? How could anyone sustain this level of magic for so long?!"
Looking at the black fog around him that had become somewhat lighter.
Alan's face was cold.
But he really has no other options now.
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