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"Oh, then that would be very... Avada Kedavra!"
Without warning, a jet of green flame shot from the wild dragon dealer's sleeve. Like a sharp arrow leaving a bowstring, it tore through the air, rushing towards Ares's chest. Where the green light passed, a thick aura of death sliced through the tranquil surface of the lake like a flat boat, stirring up ripples in the air!
None of the dark wizards watching coldly from the surroundings showed any surprise. Such a cunning little sneak attack was considered commonplace in the eyes of these desperadoes.
It was Ares's response that made them both laugh and cry!
Facing the life-demanding curse, Ares stood calmly, not even the corner of his robe fluttering. He made no attempt to dodge, simply standing there, in front of a magnificent, solid crystal wall that had suddenly appeared before him.
And this was exactly why he was being mocked.
Among the Unforgivable Curses, the Killing Curse wasn't a spell capable of causing large-scale destruction, but its efficiency and success rate in killing were so high that one couldn't help but feel it wasn't a spell a wizard could have invented!
Facing the Killing Curse, apart from dodging and using obstacles for cover, there was currently no third reasonable way to avoid death.
To date, no magical barrier, known or obscure, could block the Killing Curse... That was why the boy who survived the Dark Lord's Killing Curse was so incredible!
And this thin wizard in the cloak before them—
The protection he conjured for himself was clearly some unknown magical barrier!
The bystanders sneered, and the wild dragon dealer also had a mocking smile on his lips.
The green light of the Killing Curse he cast left a fleeting mark in his eyes. He smiled with the certainty of victory, waiting for the curse to hit this fool who came to cause trouble, waiting for Ares's life to fade away, looking forward to the loot from 'looting the corpse' later...
He knew this wizard was quite wealthy... He had come here to buy dragon blood more than once, was generous, and never bargained.
He had long harbored thoughts of 'murder for money', only suffering from a lack of suitable opportunity.
And now...
Thoughts flashed like lightning. The smile on the wild dragon dealer's lips became even more unbridled. He saw the Killing Curse hit that flashy wall, and then—
He died.
The wild dragon dealer, and the surrounding dark wizards watching—the former died in silence, while the latter quietly revealed confusion.
They didn't see the wall reflect the green light of the Killing Curse, nor its trajectory flying through the air... Their vision just blurred, and then, the green light that should have passed through the crystal wall and hit the black-robed wizard blossomed on the wild dragon dealer's chest.
Like blooming fireworks... extraordinarily beautiful, gently taking away a life.
Thud—the corpse fell to the ground, and the crowd of onlookers shrank their shoulders in unison.
They saw the wizard, who had killed a man as casually as sweeping up trash, raise his head and look around—then, with calm and steady steps, he stepped over the wild dragon dealer's corpse, came to the stall, opened a wooden crate, and took out a huge dragon egg gleaming with metallic luster.
Dragon egg—
Just as the wild dragon dealer said, this thing was actually not worth much in most people's eyes unless it was a hatched young dragon.
Screech—
The fire dragon tied to the cross saw everything through its swollen, narrowed eye slits. It saw the wizard take out its egg, so it let out a cry of unease and anxiety.
The wild dragon's cry also awakened the greed in the fearful gazes.
The dragon egg wasn't worth much, but the fire dragon—even a dying fire dragon—was worth a lot!
More people crowded around.
Dark wizards, vampires, wandering goblins, werewolves, centaurs rejected by their herds—
In the eyes of [Greed], all intelligent creatures were equal.
Commotion spread silently, intensifying, until finally—
"A share for everyone who sees it."
Someone in a corner of the crowd whispered.
Then, like ice water dripping into boiling oil, the atmosphere suddenly erupted!
"A share for everyone!"
"A share for everyone!"
"You broke the rules, so everyone gets a share of this dragon!"
Greed always existed in the human heart; it just lacked a trigger to pour out.
Werewolves bared their claws;
Vampires revealed their fangs;
Goblins extended their sharp nails;
Centaurs raised their bows and arrows;
Many people eagerly drew their wands or older canes inlaid with magic gems or metal.
One sentence, "A share for everyone," and followers gathered like clouds!
In this market, the only calm one was probably the Norwegian Ridgeback tied up like a suffering Jesus.
[Screech—]
It tried its best to raise its chin towards Ares, signaling him to leave as soon as possible and take its egg... as for itself—
The Norwegian Ridgeback had calmly accepted its fate.
It could feel Ares's vague goodwill.
But even if Ares could take it away, it might not survive... And judging by the current situation, if Ares remained 'obstinate', then it and its egg, including Ares, would all die here.
Biting killing intent swept across the market, raging and gradually approaching loss of control.
Yes, this black-robed wizard was indeed a bit strange.
He actually used some unknown method to reflect even the Killing Curse.
But... so what?
Their group wanting a piece of the pie was much larger. Could he alone... kill them all?
Even the Ministry of Magic couldn't do anything about them!
Just when everyone thought the situation was clear, the besieged black-robed wizard moved.
A finger extended from under his cloak... the finger was slender, the skin fair and unusually delicate.
Under the intensely vigilant gaze of everyone, that finger gently tapped the crystal wall that had just blocked the Killing Curse!
Hum—
The crystal wall immediately emitted a humming sound and disappeared amidst continuous trembling... turning into countless fine powders glowing with faint colorful luster.
What did that mean?
Giving up resistance sensibly—people guessed.
But what happened next silenced everyone who wanted to take advantage!
The crystal powder didn't disappear. It gathered and dispersed in the void like the tides. Under the converging gazes, it transformed into a... spear?
Yes, a crystal spear!
Similar to the lances used by Muggle knights in the Middle Ages when charging on the battlefield!
In the silence, subtle changes appeared on people's faces... there was more than one spear—as if capable of self-replication, every second, one split into two, two into four... Ten seconds later, above the crowd's heads, above the market, the space was densely packed with crystal spears overflowing with sharpness!
They floated slowly, the tips pointing at everyone's throat...
Some people had hidden behind magical barriers earlier, but these crystal spears seemed to possess the properties of the Killing Curse, treating those magical barriers of various lusters and forms as nothing... piercing through them effortlessly, pointing directly at pairs of eyes shrinking in fear behind the barriers!
In the underground market, apart from the humming of hundreds of vibrating crystal spears, the room was completely silent!
Ares looked around again.
"A share for everyone?"