Andre and the others, who had been following from behind, also rushed into the bedroom, but after seeing Phoenix's true appearance, they couldn't help but freeze for half a second. Was this young woman, who looked around twenty years old, the legendary Phoenix?
German local wizards Andre, Edmund, and Allen all had such doubts in their hearts, mainly because as local wizards, they also had some understanding of the Silver Spears. They had learned of Phoenix's name ten years ago, so logically, her age shouldn't be so young. Therefore, upon seeing the appearance of the woman in front of them, they couldn't help but suspect, *Did we mistake her for someone else? Could Alan's intelligence be flawed?*
Even Edmund couldn't help but want to call out to Alan, but Alan, who had already rushed close, didn't waste any words and drew his sword to strike. The blade, covered in blue-silver electrical light, was swung by Alan and solidly struck the wooden bed. At the moment of impact, the Wild Thunder on the sword's body also formed a lightning bolt from top to bottom out of thin air, generating a second stage of damage.
"Bang!"
After a loud bang, the two-stage attack of sword strike and lightning directly shattered the luxurious bed beneath Phoenix. The enormous impact force sent the wooden bed fragments flying far away, and for a moment, the area where Alan stood was filled with smoke and dust.
But at this moment, Alan did not show the joy of success; instead, his face was gloomy. His attack had missed! He had clearly burst out with extreme speed, but he was still a step too slow and failed to succeed in one blow.
In fact, when Alan burst in, Phoenix, who had just been startled awake, was indeed stunned for a moment. But by the time Alan struck that sword, Phoenix, lying on the bed, had already woken up from her initial shock. Phoenix's black gemstone necklace, worn on her chest, suddenly shimmered with dazzling magical light as the attack was about to hit, and then instantly exploded. Immediately after, her body became like a mass of dark liquid, or perhaps transformed into wisps of black smoke, instantly dispersing into countless parts, and swiftly flowed to the side, causing Alan's murderous attack to land on empty space.
But the life-saving item Phoenix used at the critical moment seemed unable to last too long. The wisp of black smoke only darted a few meters before surging again, and Phoenix tumbled out of it, scrambling.
At this moment, Phoenix was wearing a black silk nightgown, her exquisite body faintly visible, and her bare feet were completely exposed. However, Phoenix's face looked very disheveled, with tangled black hair and dirt clinging to her fair skin. She looked nothing like the leader of a criminal organization; she was clearly an innocent young girl being bullied.
At this moment, Phoenix looked at the sudden intruders with a grim expression. After a quick scan, she recognized Andre, the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and Edmund, the Head of the Schmidt family. Although she didn't recognize the young man who first launched the attack, seeing the thick magic surging around him, she knew he was also a difficult character to deal with.
After recognizing these people, Phoenix's heart sank, and she secretly thought, *This is bad.* Could these people be the masterminds behind the attacks on the club during this period? Now that they've suddenly come, they're probably specifically targeting her. Knowing the situation was dire, Phoenix wanted to Apparate away immediately. If she truly fell into a siege, it would be difficult to escape. But after trying and finding she couldn't teleport at all, her face instantly became extremely grim. These guys were indeed prepared.
Phoenix quickly calculated in her mind, but her expression still feigned innocence and fright, "Who exactly are you, and why did you suddenly break into my house?"
Edmund, who was beside her, looked at this seemingly frail young girl, and his face immediately fell into a dilemma. He still couldn't be sure if this was indeed Phoenix, the target leader of the club. But to say that the other party was completely innocent, she had just narrowly dodged Alan's sure-kill blow. Such strength was not common among ordinary wizards.
Unlike Edmund's dilemma, Alan sneered, then raised his sword and was about to charge forward. At the same time, he taunted, "Phoenix, your time is up. Today, you either surrender or you die here!"
"Why waste so much talk on her? Let's just subdue her first! Avada Kedavra!" Moody, who was nearby, struck even faster and more fiercely. He wouldn't dwell on the opponent's identity based on appearance. With his trust in Alan, if Alan said she was Phoenix, then she definitely was!
*A bunch of lunatics!*
Phoenix couldn't help but curse inwardly at this moment. How could these guys be so certain of her identity? With her current appearance, she looked like a decent woman! But at this moment, Alan had already charged towards her, and the terrifyingly ugly wizard next to her was casting a Killing Curse at her like a madman. It seems impossible to reason with this bunch of guys! After understanding the situation, Phoenix hardened her heart, and her expression instantly changed from innocent fright to extreme ferocity, "In that case, then all of you can go to hell!"
"Soul Elegy! Ha!!!"
Phoenix, whose face changed instantly, fiercely waved her hand and pulled a wooden cabinet from the room to block Moody's Killing Curse. Then she opened her mouth wide and let out a loud roar, followed by an extremely shrill scream.
The piercing sound waves, like a sonic boom, instantly erupted with Phoenix as the center, shattering all glass and ceramic items in the room. The sharp sound waves also caused everyone around to feel dizzy and disoriented. Even Alan, who had timely activated his Silent Charm nearby, was momentarily halted. Although he was not affected by the sonic boom, the spell Phoenix cast at this moment was not merely about high decibels; it also came with a tremendous outward pushing force.
And Phoenix's Soul Elegy spell was far from over. Suddenly, an astonishing magical pressure erupted from her body, and then red and black magical patterns appeared on her skin, like glowing tattoos. After these red and black magic patterns flickered for about a second, Phoenix seemed to have gathered her strength, and instantly spread her hands outwards, and the red and black magic patterns on her body also glowed to their extreme.
Immediately after, several magical orbs, enveloped in thick black smoke, were seen surging outwards from Phoenix as the center, impacting all around. If observed from above, it looked like a black firework had exploded, and Phoenix was at the very center of this firework. After these basin-sized magical orbs were released, they seemed to have a consciousness, swirling and pouncing towards the besieging individuals. From within the black smoke, one could also hear mournful wails of malevolent spirits. Upon closer inspection, one would find that the black smoke surging on each magical orb was in the shape of grimacing human faces.
After releasing this large-scale spell, Phoenix seemed somewhat exhausted, but she still forced herself to stomp her foot heavily on the ground. Immediately, the floor seemed to be corroded by strong acid, instantly melting into a large hole, and Phoenix fell through it to the second floor.
Phoenix's sudden burst, though complex to describe, happened in an instant. In the eyes of Alan and the others, she merely let out a shout and stomped her foot, and then Phoenix disappeared from their sight.
"No good, quickly chase after her, don't let her escape!" Although Andre was also caught off guard, his strength was indeed formidable. He recovered instantly and was now urgently shouting at everyone. But the magical orbs Phoenix released at the last moment had now transformed into hideous black ghost shadows, pouncing on everyone.
"Incendio!"
Having heard Alan's instructions before the battle, they quickly chose a fire spell to counter these necromantic Dark Arts. And their fire spells were indeed effective against the ghost shadows; after a bout of scorching, the ghost shadows wailed continuously from the heat. But these ghost shadows didn't seem so simple. After being hit hard by the fire spell, they exploded in a painful surge, and after the explosion, the ghost shadows not only did not disappear but instantly completed their division, splitting into several smaller ghost shadows that continued to entangle everyone.
"No, this is too slow!"
Alan simply scanned the area and determined that these ghost shadows, apart from having a considerable corrosive property on their surface, actually didn't possess much lethality. Of course, this was in reference to elite wizards like them. However, although these ghost shadows weren't overly strong, they were very difficult to eliminate. When hit by a powerful spell, they would split into smaller ghost shadows that would continue to entangle the enemy. Although their power would decrease accordingly, being constantly entangled was a waste of time.
Alan, having reached this conclusion, knew he couldn't wait any longer. If Phoenix truly escaped the house, the wizards outside wouldn't be able to stop her for long. Immediately, he raised his right leg high, and a large amount of Wild Thunder gathered around his leg, completely enveloping him from his sole to his knee, as if he were wearing a pair of blue-silver boots.
"Thunder Stomp!"
Alan roared, then stomped heavily on the ground. Immediately, a ring of lightning formed a circle with his foot as the core, spreading rapidly outwards. This layer of light circle was not only attached to the ground but also simultaneously raised an electrical wall that reached the ceiling. This circular electrical wall swept outwards from the inside, domineeringly. The troublesome ghost shadows, upon colliding with the electrical wall, were like mosquitoes hit by an electric fly swatter, turning into ashes with a crackling sound, completely losing their disgusting splitting ability.
And his stomp, in addition to relieving the surrounding people, also created a large hole in the floor. Alan also took the opportunity to fall to the floor below, while not forgetting to shout upwards, "Moody, you guard the main entrance; everyone else hurry and follow!"
When Alan landed safely, he found another corroded hole in the ground not far away. Clearly, Phoenix had not remained on the second floor but had gone down another level.
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