Karl tilted his head toward the wraith, then turned and left; he was too kind-hearted and couldn't bear to watch bloody scenes.
The long-waiting wraith immediately tackled the Dark Wizard to the ground, tearing him apart and devouring his flesh and blood amidst his screams.
Soon, another wraith was born.
Following the black mist, they caught up with Karl's footsteps and merged into his shadow, disappearing from sight.
Listening to the bursts of explosions coming from the distance, mixed with the screams and wails, the cloaked Dark Wizard felt his heart hanging by a thread, nearly dying of fright.
His original plan was to hold off the most dangerous old Wizard himself, and once his subordinates killed that Little Wizard, they would join forces to take him down.
But now, it seemed no one would be coming to join forces with him.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry truly lived up to its name; even a Little Wizard had such strength.
The cloaked Dark Wizard dared not wipe the cold sweat dripping from his forehead, cautiously sizing up the old Wizard opposite him.
Looking at the other person's calm and indifferent appearance, then glancing at the raging Fiendfyre trapping this place, he understood that his chances of survival were slim.
He held his wand horizontally in front of him, preparing for a desperate struggle to see if he could find a glimmer of hope.
Just then, the battlefield in the distance fell completely silent.
As footsteps approached, the cloaked Dark Wizard saw the Little Wizard appear.
A wild boar followed beside him, which transformed back into a log upon getting closer, and lying on it was his very own subordinate.
So one had been taken alive; damn it, he would have been better off dead.
The cloaked Dark Wizard flicked his wand, and an Avada Kedavra shot straight toward the captured subordinate.
Unfortunately, the emerald-green beam was intercepted by a flying stone halfway there.
"Boom!"
Amidst the explosion, gravel flew everywhere.
The cloaked Dark Wizard had no time to continue silencing his subordinate, because a bolt of blue lightning struck down like a long whip.
He scrambled to dodge, but found the lightning whip lashing down upon him.
He barely managed to block a few hits with a Shield Charm before being knocked to the ground, forced to struggle and roll backward while casting Protego with his wand.
"Ah—."
After a scream, the cloaked Dark Wizard, whipped by the lightning, curled up on the ground, trembling incessantly.
Grindelwald then dissipated the blue lightning on his wand, while the ground was already crisscrossed with dense, charred cracks.
"As my prey, remember to stay quiet and not move around without permission, otherwise I will get angry."
Grindelwald tapped the cloaked Dark Wizard with his wand, speaking arrogant words in a calm tone.
Karl quickly noted this down; he might be able to use it later.
But why did that scene just now feel a bit familiar?
Damn! New York subway station! Back then, senior Newt was beaten up by the old man with this exact lightning whip technique!
"Ahem! I've finished everything on my end, why haven't you ended yours yet?"
Grindelwald glared at Karl with disdain. "Does dealing with a few rats make you feel proud and complacent?"
Hey! Once this old man gets serious, why does even his way of speaking change?
"They are, after all, followers of Herpo the Foul; surely they can't be considered rats, right?"
"Confirmed?"
"Of course."
After turning those two Dark Wizards into wraiths, Karl naturally knew everything about them.
"To be able to follow the despicable Herpo the Foul—if they aren't rats, then what are they?"
Grindelwald laughed disdainfully, his level of mockery turned all the way up.
In Karl's view, this had a bit of a 'rivals in the same trade' vibe, after all, the old man also ran an organization.
His words implied that 'only those who follow me are worth anything.'
(1 G · 0) Karl pointed and gestured secretly.
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