Chapter 777 Magic: Traces of Time

The floor of the hotel room is still normal, but it presents a strange and unique texture of complete transparency, as if between existence and non-existence.

Interestingly, Anton can look down from upstairs, but people downstairs can only see the ceiling when they look up.

If someone thinks that this magic is a one-way mirror, they are wrong, because under the influence of this magic, the floor really disappears.

Anton's improved development potion turned into a cloud of mist and floated and rolled above the 'wellhead'. In the mist, candles and other ritual magic casting materials shone with various unique lights.

Under the illumination of these rays of light, the gas atomized into bits and pieces and fell into the 'well', gradually becoming invisible to the naked eye.

This is Anton's method of using 'ritual magic' to apply medicine to the 'environment' downstairs.

This kind of spellcasting based on the magic principle of 'traces of time' quietly changed everything downstairs.

At this moment, Anton and Anna were gnawing on a lobster leg, looking downstairs curiously.

I saw those mercenaries who fell from the sky broke the window glass and jumped in, followed by a quick shot.

There is a dull roar through the silencer.

da da da~~

Bullets shot at all the Aurors who stood stiffly in place with a speed that the naked eye could not react to.

However, everyone felt an extremely strange picture, as if the whole world had become stagnant and slowed down, and everyone could see the picture of bullets traveling along the air and tearing apart the transparent air waves.

Then, this kind of stagnation, this kind of picture of time becoming slow, even going back all the way, the whole picture seems to go backwards in time, all the way back to the early morning of today.

A figure appeared on the screen.

If there is nothing, it seems to be like a shadow.

It's Anton.

His hair was messy, as if he was woken up in the middle of his sleep, his clean and pure eyeballs were full of laziness, but this sunny boy didn't look angry, he just smiled very kindly.

He said, "Okay~ Let me fight back~"

Then, very coyly and sincerely, he explained, "First, I'm going to hold the wand."

Then he stretched out his hand, and everyone's vision and attention were passively and compulsively focused on his hand, watching the hand slowly resting on the Auror security director Eva Mai who was two meters away. Erles' hand, watching the entire space being distorted into a strange picture.

It seemed that everything around him had turned into twisted strips, only this hand and this magic wand remained in their original shape.

And those fired bullets, following some kind of strange traces, hit a strange point in midair, squeezed and fit together, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"All petrified!"

With the Full Body Binding spell cast, everything felt solid and rigid again.

Everyone's vision returned to normal, and everyone became like a stone, with the color of stone glowing all over their bodies.

include……

Those secondary wizard mercenaries who rushed in.

The night wind blew in through the broken window, agitating the curtains and swaying, making a rattling sound.

The noise deliberately made by wizard mercenaries on the street gradually dissipated, and there were the sounds of cars passing by again, pedestrians talking, and children chasing and making noise.

Accompanied by the beating of the curtains, it floated in from far outside the window.

And this kind of sound, on the contrary, set off the silence in the whole room even more.

Quiet to the extreme.

The room was full of people, Aurors, wizards and mercenaries, all of them turned into stone sculptures, each of them maintained their respective postures, stiff and motionless.

A strange and terrifying atmosphere permeated the room.

Everyone felt a kind of fear in the bottom of their hearts.

them……

It's like entering a haunted house cursed by a weird wizard, and falling into some kind of weird cycle of time and space.

Eva Miles even closed her eyes in despair. She could feel that the 3 days of being affected by the body-binding spell that Anthony Weasley said probably started when these people who rushed in out of nowhere were affected by magic. counted.

She was once again hit by this terrible body-binding spell.

She couldn't imagine that if someone came over within three days, would the effect of being petrified be endless.

By the time she left this room, could it be that the people she knew were all old, or that the environment she was familiar with had become extremely strange.

Then they'll have an encounter like that Captain America Muggle movie that aired four years ago.

Oh~

This is simply hopeless.

Eva Miles gritted her teeth tightly, not letting herself make a cowardly sound, because she knew that she was the leader of the Aurors, and she couldn't say any words of frustration, otherwise those subordinates would be affected by her words , completely lost hope.

Although they seem to have fallen into a hopeless situation with no solution.

Now,

They can only pray,

For three days or so, no one will come in, otherwise...

Unfortunately, this is destined to be just an illusion.

It's been half an hour...

She could hear the mercenaries in black camouflage uniforms who jumped in from the window and were about to shoot and kill her if they didn't agree with each other.

"Falcon, Falcon, report the situation, report the situation, why are you silent?"

"What happened?"

After waiting for a long time, there was still no answer. The pupils of the mercenary leader trembled rapidly, obviously because of the special excitement in his heart.

"Damn it!"

"They must be in an ambush. I said that these primitive wizards must have some terrible magic. We must be careful and send someone to check..."

Subtle voices of discussion echoed in the quiet room, and finally there was an electric sound of hanging up.

Another half hour passed.

Suddenly there was an extremely loud sound from the door of the room, even if it was so subtle, it still seemed very ear-piercing in this claustrophobic and quiet environment.

Someone is picking the lock.

After a while, a half-squatting man with a gun came in cautiously.

"Shet!"

He was obviously taken aback by the crowd of people in the room.

"What's the situation, tell me what's the situation."——The voice came from the radio at his waist.

Then, an ethereal and empty voice was heard on the other side of the walkie-talkie, as if it came from a very far away place, and it seemed to be talking close to the walkie-talkie.

"Okay~ Let me fight back~"

"First, I'm going to take my wand."

Then, the whole world became quiet again, extremely quiet.

Obviously there are more and more people in the room, but everyone has a sense of loneliness that they have been trapped in the mouth of a terrifying dark giant beast, and they are crawling and scratching in their hearts little by little.

"what's the situation!"

"Are you OK?"

"Are you OK?"

An anxious voice continued to be heard on the walkie-talkie.

After a while, the time in the room flowed extremely slowly, and everyone didn't even know whether it was a few minutes or a few hours. When they were "punished to stand" by Anthony Weasley, they always felt that everything around them had changed. lagged behind.

pat~

Someone else opened the door and came in.

This time there were a lot of people, and these people didn't rush in one by one, but one after another.

The person who came in first looked at this scene in shock, stretched out his hand with some hesitation, and shook it in front of the leader of the mercenary team who jumped in through the window first, "Falcon, Falcon, what's wrong with you?"

"What kind of look is this in your eyes? I can't understand it. Can you speak?"

Suddenly, he felt a hair-raising weird feeling, and he felt astonished that his whole body had become fried.

He looked back and saw that all their companions had entered this room.

The door didn't know when it was closed.

And a vaguely visible young man got off the bed and said with a smile, "Okay~ Let me fight back~"

"First, I'm going to take my wand."

Then, he felt as if he was being stretched into a long line, flipping over with the whole space.

With a slight bounce.

He turned into a stone sculpture, maintaining a gesture of waving his arms.