Ruthless Blue Flames!

Inferis are actually some dead bodies without thoughts and souls.

They are somewhat similar to zombies, but what is better than zombies is that the body is protected by magic and is not perishable.

Inferi do not form naturally and they are artificially created and controlled by black magic.

The created undead are absolutely loyal to their masters. Voldemort probably took a fancy to this, so he created a large number of them.

After all, as long as you kill someone casually, you can create a subordinate who is 100% loyal to you, this is much more useful than some timid Death Eaters.

~Roar!~

As soon as the inferi left the water, they let out a roar, and the sound was really creepy.

These cool, damp-loving guys are very afraid of fire and light.

But Lucas didn't intend to use Fiendfyre, because he is not sure whether Regulus will be burned on the fire.

The inferi that left the water did not attack immediately because they instinctively felt the threat from Lucas.

Looking at the undead that kept screaming at him, Lucas lunged out.

Elven combat skills include hand to hand combat, swordsmanship, and archery, as well as how to use magic power when using the above combat skills.

The elves are the darlings of nature, born with powerful magic and they have developed their use of magic to the extreme.

Even in close combat, every move and style has magic power contained in it.

Lucas' slender, muscular figure leapt into the air, passing over a group of corpses with ease.

At the same time, the blade with magic power easily cuts off the corpse's head.

Tossing and turning, Lucas passed by the inferi and every time there would always be a head flying into the air.

Cutting off the head of an Inferi again, Lucas swung his long sword and pointed at another Inferi on the shore.

He has been paying attention for a long time.

That particular inferi has not stepped forward, but kept roaring and after each roar, new Inferi emerge from the lake.

A faint purple light shone on the Gryffindor sword.

Immediately afterwards, a white light flashed on the tip of the sword, and the corpse was smashed into powder by the shattering curse.

Kreacher's big eyes went from worry at first, to surprise later, to shock at the end.

It really couldn't understand how the elf could be so strong.

"Kreacher can't let the Elf fight alone."

House-elves do their magic differently than wizards.

If it weren't for the ancient contract binding them, average wizards might not even be able to beat these little guys who do housework every day.

Kreacher just snapped his fingers and Six or seven inferi flew into the sky.

Repeating this several times, Kreacher let out a small smile.

Probably because he felt that he was avenging his good master Regulus.

"Kreacher, look for Regulus carefully, and hand over these inferi to me!"

Kreacher shuddered for a moment, and then he remembered the business.

His big eyes hurriedly scanned the surroundings looking for the figure of his master, Regulus Black.

At this time, the second and third batches of inferi have already swam out of the lake.

The number of corpses this time is far more than the first batch.

Lucas breaks away from the Inferi.

In just a short while, more than a hundred inferi have had their heads chopped off.

"The elf combat skills are quite good!"

Lucas looks satisfied.

Immediately afterwards, his expression froze, and black anti-magic power emerged from the two swords.

Ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye and the two long swords made by goblins were completely wrapped in the power of anti-magic.

All magical elements in the cave are repelled.

The originally aggressive inferi also became much weaker.

At the same time the members of the Saints near the Cliff looked terrified.

"What's going on? Why do I feel that I can't use my magic?"

"Me too, could there be something wrong with master Lucas?"

Several people looked at each other.

The two who had just donated blood walked back to the edge of the cliff.

From the looks of them, they seem to plan to go down to find Lucas again.

Others ran off into the distance, they were going to report the situation here to Vinda Rosier in Wiltshire.

If something happens to Lucas, all of them are responsible for the lack of protection.

Inside the cave Lucas jumped into the Inferi again. This time there is no need to cut off the head of the Inferi.

Just a little touch and the anti-magic power will cut off the magic in their body.

Soon, a large amount of inferi fell down.

"Your Excellency, master Regulus is there!"

Kreacher's exclamation came from behind.

Looking in the direction of his finger, a youthful inferi followed the team towards him.

Regulus Black, who joined the Death Eaters at the age of 16 and died at the age of 18.

Lucas turned around and waved the two swords in his hands, soon he arrived before Regulus.

The spine of the sword slapped Regulus' chest, destroying the magic in his body, and at the same time sent the corpse to Kreacher.

"Kreacher, take your master and go first!"

Lucas crossed his hands and swung the magic power from the two swords forcefully.

The two black slashes formed a cross shape, quickly defeating hundreds of inferis in front of them.

"Your Excellency..."

"Go!"

The slashing gradually disappeared, and the magic forbidding area also disappeared.

Kreacher clenched Regulus' wrist, snapped his fingers and disappeared from the spot.

The small island in the middle of the lake has been completely occupied by the corpses and Lucas was surrounded by them.

With a roar, the surrounding undead rushed up.

Lucas held up his long sword to resist, but the corpses followed him one after another, and soon surrounded him.

In the nick of time a loud hiss sounded in the cave.

Countless inferi were thrown away, and some even crashed at the top of the cave.

Medusa, the gigantic basilisk, entered the scene.

The huge body easily crushed the nearby corpses while the attack of the inferi couldn't even break her scales.

"Lucas, it's uncomfortable here, it's cold and dark, and Medusa doesn't like it!"

The voice of the basilisk appeared in Lucas' head.

Immediately afterwards, she discovered the undead that were attacking her.

"Hateful!"

With a flick of the basilisk's big tail, hundreds of inferi flew into the sky.

"Medusa, surround the island and don't let these things approach."

"OK!"

The huge body circled several times around the small island in the middle of the lake, forming a high wall as the hard scales made the Inferi helpless.

Lucas put away his swords and took out his wand again.

"Inferi Legion? I won't let any of you stay!"

Taking a deep breath Lucas mobilized all his magic power.

When he opened his eyes again, there seemed to be two blue flames flickering in his pupils.

Lucas waved the basilisk back to the secret garden, and blue fire spewed out from the tip of his wand.

This time the fire was more ferocious than ever before.

As soon as it appeared, it occupied the entire cave space and the surrounding corpses were burned to ashes before they even had time to escape.

The ones that hadn't left the lake all turned around and swam to the bottom of the lake.

"Want to escape?"

The black wand pointed towards the lake controlling the fire in the cave, making it rush towards the lake in a massive wave of blue fire.

Large quantities of water vapor was released as the water of the lake was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

None of the inferi in the lake escaped, and they were burned to ashes by the fire in the water.

The Cliff outside vibrated inexplicably and the members of the Saints sensed that something was wrong so they hastily left the edge of the cliff.

As the vibration grew stronger, many cracks appeared on the cliff and blue flames spewed out along the cracks.

The members of the saints shouted joyfully, pointing to the flames.

"It's master Lucas, it's the master's successor!"

All saints know that there are only two people in this world who can cast that spell.

One is their leader, Gellert Grindelwald and the other is Lucas Grindelwald.

In the flames, a void crack appeared as Lucas walked out of the chasm calmly and gracefully, with his wand in hand.

Regarding the fire behind him, he did not intend to extinguish it.

In such a dirty place, it is better to burn it for a while to disinfect it.

"The matter here is over, you may go back."

After Lucas finished speaking, he tore the void again.

He stepped forward, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Number 12 Grimmauld Place.

The Black family seems ready to welcome him, because when Lucas' presence was sensed, the door opened automatically.

"Welcome, Mr. Grindelwald!"

Today's Mrs. Black is dignified and polite, not as crazy as before.

To meet Lucas she also asked Kreacher to hang her portrait in the foyer.

"Mrs. Black, long time no see!"

The gate slowly closed and Walburga shouted with a smile on her face.

"Kreacher, hurry up and receive the distinguished guest!"

~Pop!~

As Kreacher appeared he bowed low and then stood straight, showing a drastic change in attitude, not as rude as he used to be.

There was respect in the eyes looking at Lucas at the moment.

"Your Excellency, please follow Kreacher to the living room, the locket you want Kreacher to give you is ready."

Lucas' eyes lit up and he followed the ancient house elf through the corridor, step by step into the living room.

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