Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 137: Wizarding War
"Because we have officially arrested Tasya, oh, the female dark wizard you captured. This has stimulated the leader of their organization, and they plan to send a large force to attack Britain."

Taber said seriously, "I'm sorry, but you can't stay in England any longer. I will arrange to send you back to the East."

"That's fine, it's just a dark wizard, it's just right, let's go and have a try." He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei had learned magic for two days and were eager to try. In fact, what they wanted to know most was Taber's strength, but after all, they were all friends, so it was not easy to just attack him.

"He, it's not that simple. This group of people are extreme racists and terrorists. When they start to cause chaos, they will not only target wizards, but also create panic and massacres among ordinary people."

Taber frowned and said, "The leader of this group is very powerful. He once told me... Humph, let's talk. I'm afraid his strength is stronger than mine."

"Stronger than you?"

Taber originally wanted to use the fact that the enemy was strong to dissuade He and Zhang from retreating, but as soon as he said this, he found that the two men came up to him with shining eyes, looking at him intently.

"Taber, you are a good brother, you are serious, right? You can't lie to us, right?"

"Uh..." Taber looked at the two men approaching him with a strange expression, and said hesitantly: "Our personal strength should be very similar, but he has a magic wand in his hand. It is the weapon of the god of death in the legend, which can give the holder the power to defeat any enemy."

"Weapons of the God of Death?"

"The power to defeat any enemy?"

Not to mention He Songling, even Zhang Zhiwei pointed at Taber with a Donnie Yen smile on his face.

"Taber, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but Europe is the center of science now. How can you say such a thing? Can the weapon of the god of death be better than a cannon?"

Zhang Zhiwei, who had almost been hit by a cannon, laughed out loud: "Old He, ask Ismedo to prepare some mortars. I want to have some fun this time, too."

The old Taoist priest was never a conservative. Zhang Zhiwei was willing to try his hand at things like using a cannon to suppress evil.

"No problem." He Songling was also happy. "Murdering ordinary people, he really doesn't know who is massacring whom now."

"You two, this is no joke. This leader is extraordinary."

Seeing the two men laughing, Taber urged them eagerly, "He also understands the development of ordinary firearms. He even wants to unite ordinary people to start a war. This is no joke. As far as I know, he has the power to destroy an entire city."

"Okay, okay, Brother Taber, you are too cautious. What kind of weapon does he have, the god of death? Don't you also have that big bird?" He Songling pointed at the big fiery red bird flying above Taber's head as a canopy.

In He Songling's opinion, this bird is definitely stronger than the original Liu Kunsheng that appeared in the original story. On the one hand, Liu Kunsheng is just a so-called demon fairy used by the Northeast Chu Ma family to possess the younger generation. Among the group of powerful demon beasts in the old forest of Northeast China, he may not even be ranked at the top.

On the other hand, there is also species restraint. Liu Kunsheng is a big snake, while Fox is obviously a bird of prey. The Phoenix was later written into a poem and novel by Mr. Guo, who also made up a story of "Phoenix Nirvana, rebirth from the ashes", which has since been associated with the phoenix. In fact, the phoenix in Chinese culture itself has nothing to do with fire, and there is no legend of rebirth from the ashes.

But this does not prevent the Phoenix from being very fierce. In He Songling's opinion, even if it is not as good as the Phoenix, it is no less than the Bifang, Qingluan, Jinwu and other birds of prey in Eastern mythology.

"It's different." Taber seemed reluctant to say more, and there were many concerns and...memories in his words?
"It doesn't matter, just do it. Hey!" He Songling stretched out his hand to stop Taber who was about to speak, "Brother Taber, we are both righteous people. When we encounter such evil people, it is our duty to slay them. And to put it bluntly, what right do you have to stop us?"

He Songling counted on his fingers one by one: "You are not from the official government department, nor from the official management organization of the aliens, and you are not even the principal of the academy. You are just a teacher who takes sick leave every day to go out and fight with others. What right do you have to stop us? I went to the principal to ask for the warrant for permission to participate in the war. What can you do to stop us?"

"...You are right." Taber thought for a long time before nodding, "I will be the principal in the future."

Good fellow! This sentence made He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei both confused. Did we instigate you to usurp the throne?

I hope the principal will never know the truth.

Therefore, at the strong request of He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei, Taber also brought the three Orientals into the camp to fight against the dark wizards.

"They are very direct this time. They gathered people from the north and came towards us." Taber made arrangements at the combat meeting: "This way, our situation will be simpler. Everyone will intercept the soldiers he summoned. As for the Dark Lord, I will deal with him."

"Taber!" Someone exclaimed, "Now is not the time for a decisive battle. What if you... then we're all finished."

"No, this time we have three friends from the East to help us. If we really fight, he will be the only one to die." Taber shook his head and pointed at the fiery red phoenix: "Besides, even if I really can't win, I can run away."

"Okay." Taber's reputation among this group of wizards was obviously very high. Although others still wanted to object to what he had decided, no one said it out loud.

He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei did not listen to the subsequent detailed strategic deployment. Their purpose was just to follow Taber and meet the leader of the dark wizards, the legendary Dark Lord who made all the aliens in Europe shrouded in fear, and to protect Taber's safety.

Since it was a war, He Songling didn't hesitate and directly used divine paint to draw a magic airship that was hovering in the sky. He, Zhang Zhiwei, and Taber stood on it and looked down at the dark wizards who were gathering from all directions and wanted to attack Flamel Academy.

"Is this Dark Lord so straightforward in his methods?"

He Songling was puzzled. This was too childish, just like a middle school student doing radio gymnastics, the controllers came up in rows and attacked in unison. You know, even when Wang Ai asked someone to pretend to be Quan Xing to kill him, they knew how to ambush, cooperate, and set up formations.

But if he is really so crude, how can this man become the Dark Lord?

He Songling felt that there was something big going on here.

(End of this chapter)