Capítulo 530: Chapter 531
Chapter 531 Miller's Threat, Camp Warehouse!!
In the ruined camp, Peter withdrew his wand, looked calmly at Michael, the head of the camp lying on the ground, and said, "Can you answer my question now?" Otherwise, I wouldn't mind being tried again by any other means. "
Michael was paralyzed on the ground, and he was tormented by the Drill Heart Curse, and he looked at Peter with a heavy breath and horror, quickly nodded and said, "I do!" I do! As long as you let me go, I can tell you anything! "
"Tell me, where did the thunderbirds you caught go?"
Peter's palm flashed with a Daoist electric light, and he looked at him with an unclear meaning, "And what are you and Voldemort totaling up?" Why send so many mercenaries to England to join Voldemort's camp? "
Looking at the flickering electric light in Peter's hand, Michael was full of panic and fear, he swallowed his saliva, and quickly pointed to a pyramid-style stone platform not far away, explaining: "This is the warehouse of our camp, and the thunderbirds are there!" I'll take you there! "
"Oh?"
Peter glanced at the stone platform made of stone bricks, and he hadn't found it without the person in charge.
The body shook, and a doppelgänger stepped out of the body and went straight to inquire with another wand.
Peter himself, on the other hand, continued to look at Michael and said with a smirk, "You haven't answered my second question, are you going to delay time?" "
As he spoke, the lightning in his left hand became even more violent, and the noise continued to sound.
Michael looked in shock at the other identical person who had popped out of Peter's body, his eyes widened and blurted out, "Fen Shen! Are you Peter York?! "
Then he looked at the lightning in his palm, shrunk his head in horror, and said with a bitter smile, "I'm just a camp leader, not a high-level purifier, how can I know about high-level things!" I had heard of their cooperation with Voldemort, but they were sent by a team from another camp. The training camps are directly led by the top and are not allowed to communicate with each other, and I have no way of knowing. "
"Is it?"
Peter looked at the sincere Michael in front of him and said with a smirk, "Then I heard that your eldest brother Robert Michael is one of the board members of the top of the Purgeers, which is the main reason why you can become the head of this camp, didn't he talk to you about this?" "
"How do you know…?"
Michael blurted out, but then reacted, looking at Peter with a murderous face with a look of despair and pleading, "Please don't kill me, we have all been sworn to death about the high-level things, and Ye Lu will be eaten to death with a single word!" I can't help it…"
"Hmm, you're pretty good at disguise, and the occlusion of the brain is also good, and it can even create false memories."
Peter looked at him coldly, and the tone of praise in his mouth made Michael even more frightened, "It's just a pity that you can't make other people like you, with a solid brain that can resist my mind reading." I've seen a lot of things about you from them, Mike Michael! You still talk to me in your true way, or I'll just ask my Thunderbird to give you a click? "
Suddenly, Peter's body slighted, his eyes grew colder, and he stared straight at Michael and said, "My doppelgänger is dead!" It seems you're still very restless, MacMeecharer. "
"Drill the heart and cut the bones!"
Peter went straight down with a drill in his heart.
Yes! Michael lay on the ground screaming in pain, the green tendons burst out, and his body trembled, but gradually… It turned into wild laughter.
He stared at Peter with a sinister expression and smirked, "Peter York, do you think you're going to win?" I know you're famous in the UK, but this is America! It is the territory of our purgators! I've got the news back to headquarters! There were originally some people on the board who were opposed to working with Voldemort, but if you dare to kill me, the board will completely fall to Voldemort's side, and then thousands of our mercenaries will pour into Britain, turn Britain upside down, and then kill your loved ones and friends completely! "
"Madman!"
Peter looked at the man who was laughing wildly as he was tormented, frowned and threw away in disgust.
But Michael thought his threat had succeeded and said even more brazenly, "Peter York, you destroyed my camp and killed so many people." As long as you are willing to kneel down and pray to me and confess me as Lord, I will consider how about letting go of your country. You must know that there was a wizard prince in the Middle East who killed and angered us, and we burned the city to the ground with a fierce fire curse, and not a single wizard stayed! "
Peter looked at him idiotically, he had never recognized England as his homeland, and even if he disrupted the wizarding world, the headache was also the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore.
However, Peter still thought he was too noisy, and directly a spell sealed his mouth.
Then he leaned over to him with a smile and said, "Rest assured, I won't kill you, and most of your companions are not dead… I will petrify you all and retain your consciousness, but in the future you can only live as a statue You should thank me, after becoming a statue, you don't need to eat and drink, as long as you protect the statue, you can even live for hundreds of thousands of years, is this another kind of immortality? "
Hearing this, Michael's eyes became frightened, and he wanted to open his mouth to beg for forgiveness, but his mouth had been sealed and he could not speak. His eyes wanted to close, but he couldn't close them, and he could only watch in horror and despair as Peter's eyes suddenly turned into gloomy vertical eyes.
Then he felt a dizziness, his body quickly petrified, his six senses were lost, although he could feel that he was still alive, but it was like he was locked in a dark cage, unable to move.
Solving Michael, Peter left him alone.
He turned to the pyramid-shaped stone platform, inserted Michael's wand into a hole in the stone tablet, and said 1: "Aradulit Walit…"
After being petrified, Michael could no longer afford to use brain closure, so Peter easily knew how to enter the warehouse, otherwise, the mechanism inside would be enough to eat a pot of himself.
The stone stele on the stone platform instantly separated left and right and became a stone door.
The thunderbird in the sky seemed to sense his wife's presence, and a swoop came to Peter, shaking his head and trying to enter.
"You're here to pick me up, you know?" I'll get your wife out." "
Peter patted it on the neck and stopped it.
The Thunderbird nodded and stopped obediently, the lightning flashing around him, as if to assure Peter that no one would break in.
After some encouragement from the clever thunderbird, Peter went inside.
The warehouse was so large that Peter could barely see the roof, and there were several football fields around it, rows of wooden shelves filled with countless things, like a showroom.
"Show me the way!"
Peter waved his wand and read.
A ray of light flew out of the wand and led it deep into the warehouse. Peter followed the light as he directed, but couldn't help but be surprised to see what was on the shelves around him. The things on this shelf are full of magic fluctuations one by one.
There are weapons such as swords, potted magic plants, gold and silver, and even clay pots that keep flowing milk, and dark magic books.
Peter looked at the things around him, his eyes widened, wiped the saliva that did not exist at the corners of his mouth, and muttered, "It's going to happen!" "
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