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Volume 4: A Different Scarlet Bullet Chapter 107: Life and Death Fight

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    Chapter 107: Life and Death Fight The fierce battle continues to escalate, more and more wizards fall, and those who can stand gradually become more conspicuous.  Ten minutes into the battle, there were less than twenty wizards and Death Eaters still standing, including Sephiroth.  Half of the thirty-plus men fell in just a few minutes.  The Order of the Phoenix was even more desolate. Counting Neville, who was not involved in the battle, and the people responsible for protecting him, there were only about a dozen people there.  Relatively speaking, the Death Eaters lost more wizards.  Although in terms of overall strength, the Death Eaters have the upper hand. Except for the two top bosses, the Death Eaters still barely have a slight advantage. However, the biggest shortcoming of the Death Eaters is the disunity of people.  During the battle, they betrayed their teammates in various ways, causing the Death Eaters' casualty ratio to exceed that of the Order of the Phoenix.  You know, there are werewolves, vampires and dementors behind the Order of the Phoenix for sneak attacks.  "Dumbledore, it seems your people can't hold on any longer!" Voldemort shouted loudly to Dumbledore on the other side of the battlefield. In the previous battle, the two bosses did not join the battle. Their battle was only  between each other.  "Really? How come I see your people falling more?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.  Only then did Voldemort realize that even after being crushed, Dumbledore didn't seem to show any anxious reaction.     Why?  There's obviously no chance of winning, right?  Voldemort secretly increased his vigilance. For Dumbledore, an old rival who had suppressed him for almost his whole life, even if he saw him die with his own eyes, Voldemort would doubt whether there was any conspiracy.  Until the last moment, no one can guess what means Dumbledore has prepared.  "Everyone, listen up, step up the attack!" Voldemort was furious, no matter what Dumbledore wanted to do, as long as they were killed before then, it wouldn't be a problem.  The Death Eaters who were still able to move looked at each other and smiled bitterly. At this time, even they were almost exhausted, and the magic power in their bodies would never be extravagant enough to support them one big move after another.  At this time, their average strength has dropped several levels, and wizards without magic are almost equal to ordinary people.  Sephiroth did not use Joan of Arc's ice power but just fought like a wizard. Now he was also a little out of breath.  Hearing Voldemort's inhumane order, the werewolf, who was stimulated by the smell of blood and went crazy, immediately rushed towards the wizard of the Order of the Phoenix. The vampire wandered around the edge and added one or two scratches on the enemy's body from time to time, and  The dementors, because their grandma was not close to them and their uncle did not love them, had not received any assistance from the Death Eaters in the previous battles. This batch of dementors had already been reduced to ashes.  Seeing that their allies were working so hard, how could the Death Eaters dare to say "no"? Under the leadership of Lucius and his cadre, they once again became entangled with the wizards of the Order of the Phoenix.  It can be foreseen that after this battle, many wizards will fall here forever.  When the wizards under them have exhausted all their magic power, the two bosses will take action personally. Then they don't have to worry about being attacked by the enemy. This is also the usual pattern of wizard wars.  "What to do if the magic power is gone? It's very simple. At this time, you have to use your fists." A muscular wizard from the Order of the Phoenix seemed to have exhausted all his magic power. He put his wand in his pocket, raised his fist and pointed at Sa  Philos rushed over.  "Using fists, what a barbaric and low-level guy." Sephiroth frowned and took two steps to dodge the flying attack. With a flick of his wrist, the wand in his hand turned into a bright sword.  "You don't think that we pure-bloods are all those powerless wizards in novels, do you?" A fancy noble swordsmanship was used in the hands of Sephiroth. The swordsmanship that the pure-blood family has practiced since childhood can be  Not covered.  In a pure-blood family that has been passed down for so many years, has no one discovered the shortcomings of wizards?  it's out of the question.  Several sword flowers flew, stabbing the wizard opposite like a leaky sieve, and blood spurted out from all the holes.  "Oh, shit!" Looking at the bloody wounds on his arms, the Order wizard, who thought he was quite muscular, was about to cry.  Who knew that the skinny and small Death Eater could have such good melee combat abilities? Aren't the pure-blood wizards recorded in novels and biographies all skinny ribs that could fall over in the wind?  "Asshole, who wrote that book? You've screwed me!"  The wizard from the Order of the Phoenix looked so annoyed that he tore off a corner of his robe and hastily tied it around the wound several times, hoping to stop the bleeding first.    Suddenly, he remembered, wasn't the author of that book about cheating people without paying for their lives the same Lockhart?  Looking at the face of the wizard across from him that was constantly changing like a chameleon, Sephiroth didn't know what he was thinking. If he knew, he would probably only give Lockhart a thumbs up, and he had tricked another fool.  "Haha, why don't you dare to step forward? Weren't you very arrogant just now?" He was so frivolous that he held a sword in his arms, and the two-finger-wide sword blade penetrated people like a poisonous snake spitting a message as Sephiroth's wrist turned.  "If you don't come, I won't be polite." Sephiroth took a moment and glanced around. Now almost everyone has given up on powerful magic. There should be magic with small power and low consumption. Some people think that they can fight hand to hand.  The powerful wizards have already raised their fists, and werewolves and vampires are even more comfortable at this time.  "It's a pity that too many werewolves and vampires died in the previous battles, and there are only two or three left. They are all tightly entangled by the few wizards on the opposite side who have preserved their magic power until now, and they have no effect.  "Oh, I didn't see it. I didn't expect Uncle Lucius to be such a man sometimes." Sephiroth muttered quietly, probably so softly that he could only hear it clearly if he put it next to someone else's ear.  From the corner of the eye, I saw Lucius and Arthur Weasley, two people with disheveled hair, fighting each other. You punched me and I kicked you. Their wands had fallen somewhere.  "Rest in peace!" After a few trembling moves, he accelerated, and the tip of the sword passed across the opponent's neck lightly, and a bright red streak slid down the sword body.  "Uh uh" He was so confident that he held his throat and blood still flowed from his fingers. All he spit out from his mouth was some blood foam. With attachment and regret for the world, this brave man fought Sephiroth with his bare hands.  For nearly three minutes, the young wizard fell to the ground.  His world gradually turned into pain and blur, and his body that gradually became cold told him that death had come to him.  The warm, sticky feeling on his cheeks told Sephiroth that another young life had ended in his hands.  With a careless wipe on his sleeve, Sephiroth held his sword and moved closer to his father, who was being beaten on the ground by two wizards from the Order of the Phoenix.  "Be careful!" A wizard from the Order of the Phoenix, who was pressing Sterling to the ground and beating him violently, shouted to remind his companion, and slammed away the other wizard.  "WhatOh, no! Bill!" He has red hair and is obviously the symbol of the Weasley family - Charlie Weasley, the second son of the Weasley family. At this moment, he is letting out a heart-wrenching scream.  The pain expressed in the voice could never be caused by fire or spells.  In order to save him, in order to knock him away who was unable to react in time to the sneak attack, Bill had no choice but to use his body to meet Sephiroth's sharp sword that pierced the air and struck quickly.  As a son of a man, it is hard to watch his father being pinned to the ground and beaten.  Sephiroth moved in the direction of Great Sterling from among the swaying crowds on the battlefield.  With the help of other people's body blocking, Sephiroth's actions were not seen by Weasley, the second son. When he was close enough, he finally aimed his sword at the back of the opponent's neck and pointed it at the red-haired man.  The wizard stabbed away.  Although Charlie, who turned his back on him, did not notice the crisis coming, Bill, the shrewd and capable eldest son, was shocked. He saw the danger coming from behind his younger brother.  Death has come behind him and raised the sickle to harvest life, but Charlie still knows nothing about it.  In desperation, Bill couldn't help but scream, and his body subconsciously knocked Charlie away.  Charlie was saved, but he had to face the oncoming sword tip.  Seeing Weasley's deep brotherly love, Sephiroth sneered and lowered the blade slightly.  With a sword piercing the heart, facing Sephiroth who was already preparing for a sneak attack, Bill was in a hurry and had no time to make any more reactions. Being able to knock Charlie away in time was already an explosion of urgency.  "No-no-no!" Seeing Bill's miserable condition, Charlie knelt on the ground and wailed and shouted.  "No! Bill, you can't die! How could you die like this?" Charlie's broad, weathered, freckled, almost brown-black face was messed up by mud and tears.  "Since you are so sad, just go down and accompany him." Sephiroth, who was indifferent to the death of others, pulled the sword out of Bill's body, and sprayed a handful of fine blood on the big Sterling.  With the sound of Philos's voice, he finally recovered from the dizzy state after being beaten.recover from the state.  Being beaten by two juniors until he was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and still needing his own child to save his life, this was definitely not a good experience for Mr. Sterling.  At this moment, he was full of anger and needed to vent.  "Don't even think about it!" Arthur, who had gotten rid of Lucius at some point, threw a bowl-sized stone at the big Sterling's head. In order not to hit his own head and bleed, the big Sterling had to give up.  The plan to take revenge on Charlie prioritized dodging the flying rocks.  "Charlie, are you okay?" Taking advantage of the time for Sterling to dodge, Arthur ran over quickly. Before he could feel sad for the sacrificed Bill, Arthur pulled Charlie up. The two of them stared nervously together as if they were united.  Two Death Eaters got up.  "I want to avenge Bill! Kill you!" After a stalemate for a while, it was the young man who recovered quickly, and Charlie rushed towards Sephiroth with red eyes.  "Seeking death!" He couldn't help but reveal a cruel smile. Not to be outdone, Sephiroth raised his sword and faced him.  "Arthur, our battle is not over yet." Just when Arthur was about to fight the big Sterling, one of his eyes was blue and purple, and the other was swollen and grinning.  He knocked him down from behind, and Sterling also rushed up. The two of them punched and kicked Arthur mercilessly on the ground.  "Father!" When Charlie saw it, he immediately became anxious. He immediately wanted to go over and rescue his father.  "Do you still have the energy to look at other places? This is such a shame to me!" As a result of the distraction, Sephiroth raised his head, and a half-meter-long scar appeared on Charlie's chest.  Fortunately, Sephiroth used a stabbing sword, and the wound was not very deep. In addition, he was very excited now, so this wound did not affect Charlie's actions. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The whole point of war is to kill people, in large tracts.  The lunch boxes have been distributed, get the consequences!  There are just too many people in the Weasley family. There are actually more people in the Weasley family than in the pure-blood family. Let me cut them off.
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