Seeing Seth unleash such a ferocious spell again, the club members' hearts were in their throats. They had no idea whether Fwooper could still calmly take on this spell as before. In fact, many of them had already grown suspicious of Fwooper's condition, as their leader had been hiding behind cover ever since blocking the opponent's spell earlier, not even casting a single spell again. But now, everyone had lost hope of escape; the only thing they could do was pray that Fwooper would hold up, otherwise, they would surely die without a burial place.
Jobberknoll, who was standing in front of Fwooper, also looked pale at this moment. The moment Seth began casting, he knew that he and Fwooper had no possibility of escape; the explosive magical fluctuations would directly interfere with the Portkey's transmission. Now, the only option was to fight head-on.
"Engorgio!"
Jobberknoll did not possess Fwooper's extraordinary spellcasting skill, and casting multiple shield charms consecutively was simply impossible. So he could only place his hopes on the rock cover shaped by a Transformation Charm in front of him. Jobberknoll gathered all his magic, attempting to use the Growth Charm to make the stone large enough to block the incoming Thunderbolt Explosion.
However, when the successive explosions along the path spread before them, everyone realized that Jobberknoll's attempt was clearly somewhat fanciful. The massive rock, which had expanded to three or four meters high due to the Growth Charm, instantly turned into dust, like dry bread run over by a wheel, when struck by the spreading, roaring explosions.
"Boom!!!"
Dense smoke completely engulfed the area where Jobberknoll was located. At this moment, the wizards from the club side all had expressions like their entire families had died; a several-meter-high barrier was almost evaporated on the spot. With the power of this spell, how could anyone possibly block it? And even if Fwooper had blocked it once before, it didn't mean she could block it this time. Many of these wizards were now despairingly slumped on the ground, only hoping that the Pure Land Society would show mercy and let them go.
On the other side, the wizards of the Jacobsen family sneered one by one, clearly believing that the two main instigators from the Silver Spears had been annihilated by this spell, and what awaited them next was their own moment of slaughter.
However, Seth, the leader, did not look pleased; instead, his face was solemn as he stared at the continuously raging thick smoke in front of him.
"Who are you?" Seth's clear, cold voice broke the silence of the battlefield. He held his wand in a combat stance, looking fully on guard.
Their leader's unusual behavior also astonished the Pure Land Society wizards. What was happening? Why did Seth look like he had seen a ghost?
"Tap… tap… tap…"
Before these curious Pure Land Society wizards could ask, a slow but firm sound of footsteps emerged from the thick smoke in front of them. Soon, everyone saw a wizard, also dressed in Silver Spears attire, nonchalantly holding a snow-white aspen wand between his index and middle fingers, appearing alone before everyone.
It was Thunderbird, who had come to provide support!
Upon seeing Thunderbird's sudden appearance, the club wizards immediately felt their hearts settle; their savior had arrived. Meanwhile, the Pure Land Society wizards stared with wide, angry eyes at this suddenly appearing Silver Spear. They couldn't understand how this person in front of them had managed to break through Seth's anti-Apparition charm and appear out of thin air.
At this moment, Thunderbird slowly strolled closer to the Pure Land Society members and responded with a cold sneer, "You lowly insects, you are not worthy of knowing a strong one's name!"
"Heh, a strong one? Do you really think you're worthy of calling yourself a strong one?" Seth also showed a look of disdain. "Haven't you seen your companions beside you, all nearly wetting their pants?"
"Companions?" Thunderbird tilted his head and glanced at the injured people behind him. "Defeating a bunch of good-for-nothings doesn't hide your identity as trash. You're not going to be smug about this, are you?"
Although they knew Thunderbird's mouth was always this venomous, these club wizards still felt a bit embarrassed when they heard him call them good-for-nothings. However, at this moment, they dared not say much besides silently observing.
"Instead of wasting your breath on such big talk, you might as well get on your knees and beg for mercy sooner. Do you think you alone can save those people behind you?" Although Seth was unsure how Thunderbird had suddenly appeared, he was now certain that the two Silver Spears members behind him had lost their combat ability, and the other club wizards couldn't stir up any trouble.
As for their side, they had over a dozen people, and even if they weren't at full strength right now, they were certainly not something one person could withstand.
"Save people?" Thunderbird snorted coldly. "I don't care about the lives of these people at all. My purpose in coming here is only to kill, nothing more!"
Thunderbird's voice grew colder as he spoke, and as soon as he finished, he immediately flicked his wand, then gripped and pulled it forcefully, and a crimson Fiendfyre long blade was instantly drawn out of thin air by him.
The Pure Land Society wizards also wasted no words; they had been carefully on guard. Seeing Thunderbird make a move, they no longer cared about fairness and launched their attack in unison.
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Reducto!"
"Crucio!"
"Petrificus Totalus!"
The Pure Land Society wizards, including Seth, showed no mercy, immediately unleashing the most vicious curses at Thunderbird.
"Fiendfyre, Flying Raven Spell!"
Facing the pincer attack of over a dozen spells, Thunderbird showed no panic at all. He let out a clear shout, and instantly, dozens of crows, their bodies covered in Fiendfyre, shot out from beneath him, charging toward the colorful spells.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Although the spells attacking Thunderbird looked powerful in their chaotic assortment, they still couldn't get close due to the crows' suicidal obstruction. All were intercepted and detonated by the Fiendfyre crows in mid-air, instantly flashing into over a dozen dazzling fireworks around Thunderbird.
"Heh, now it's my turn, young insects!" After blocking the Pure Land Society's first wave of attack, Thunderbird gave a cold smile, then raised the Fire Blade curse in his hand high, and then fiercely slashed forward!
The heavily brought down Fiendfyre long blade rapidly expanded and elongated as it swung. The Fiendfyre on the blade even transformed into several long snake heads, which viciously opened their mouths to bite at everyone after the slash!
"We must block it! Use the Counter-Spell!" Seth, upon seeing Thunderbird preparing to slash down with the Fiendfyre greatsword, did not lose his composure and immediately shouted to his companions.
"Finite Incantatem!"
Over a dozen incantations sounded simultaneously, and instantly, a faint golden spiritual light flashed from the tip of everyone's wand. Then, this magical spiritual light, agitated by Seth, quickly converged into a dazzling, dense stream of light, heading straight for the Fiendfyre.
"Boom!"
When the raging Fiendfyre and the magical light stream converged by the Counter-Spell collided, an astonishing roar erupted. At this moment, it was like fire meeting cold water; whether the water would be evaporated by the flames or the flames extinguished by the water depended on whose magic was stronger.
And the Counter-Spell, combined from over a dozen wizards, was indeed extraordinary. After a brief stalemate of a few seconds, the light flame of Finite Incantatem firmly held back the Fiendfyre and slowly pushed it back toward Thunderbird's direction.
Upon seeing this scene, the Pure Land Society wizards were overjoyed and simultaneously increased their magic output, attempting to take down Thunderbird in one fell swoop. Meanwhile, the collaborating club wizards looked as if they had lost their parents; sure enough, Thunderbird alone still couldn't stop these madmen.
"Do you think this is over? You are far too naive!" Thunderbird, despite being at a disadvantage, showed no panic at all; instead, he scoffed coldly.
And as soon as he finished speaking, Thunderbird was seen instantly stirring up all his magic, so much so that the air around him seemed to solidify, visible to the naked eye. Then, under everyone's astonished gaze, the Fire Blade curse in Thunderbird's hand, starting from one end of the wand, gradually turned a chilling azure blue.
"This is… Blue Fiendfyre!" Fwooper, who was hiding behind to recover, saw Thunderbird's magic and immediately said with an excited, trembling voice, "It's been so many years since I've seen Lord Thunderbird use this move, I didn't expect today…"
"Blue Fiendfyre?" Jobberknoll also muttered to himself at this moment, "The terrifying magic mastered only by Thunderbird and Lord Grindelwald. It seems we are safe."
As soon as the Blue Fiendfyre was summoned by Thunderbird, the situation on the scene immediately reversed. The magical light stream cast by the Pure Land Society seemed to crash against hard steel, completely unable to move an inch, and was even pushed back!
*Damn it!*
Seth was also greatly alarmed when he saw the Blue Fiendfyre. He had heard of Grindelwald's signature magic, and he never expected such magic to appear on a Silver Spear member. *No, we can't keep this stalemate; continuing to resist will not only consume a lot of magic, but once the Blue Fiendfyre gets close, we're finished!*
"You all hold your ground!" Seth shouted at the surrounding crowd, then withdrew his spellcasting wand, and after a brief charge, quickly cast a Thunderbolt Explosion at Thunderbird.
Upon receiving Seth's warning, the Pure Land Society wizards bravely held their ground against the impact of the Blue Fiendfyre. Although the Blue Fiendfyre took advantage of the situation to push a significant distance closer to them, they still managed to hold it back firmly.
"Heh, so you resort to such petty tricks when you can't block me? Very well…" Thunderbird also clearly saw Seth's actions at this moment and, seeing this, did not continue to fight head-on.
He withdrew his Blue Fiendfyre, transforming it into a blazing Azure Underworld Blade, and then slashed horizontally at the incoming Thunderbolt Explosion.
Seth's Thunderbolt Explosion this time was charged on the fly, so its power wasn't particularly strong. After being casually swept aside by Thunderbird, its magical structure was disrupted, and with a loud bang, it was stopped.
At this point, Thunderbird and the Pure Land Society seemed to have returned to square one, once again in a standoff.