A flash of blue light, and yet another Auror fell.
Damn it!
Those who were surrounded appeared to be the Auror.
Their years of experience fighting dark wizards told them that Vincent's disappearance was definitely not related to the Disillusionment Charm.
Their combined wide-range Revealing Charm could even make Demiguise visible; this new-era Dark Lord is truly terrifying.
The blue glow, like the scythe of death, brings a suffocating fear with every appearance.
The remaining seven Auror had no choice but to stand back to back, their foreheads covered in beads of sweat. As the sweat trickled down their faces and dripped onto the ground, a blue glow would follow.
5...3...1...
The last Auror still gripped his wand tightly; his mind was consumed by fear, but deep in his eyes remained an unwavering conviction.
The Auror's duty is to protect the peace and security of the Wizarding World and not be easily defeated.
The blue light eventually faded away mercilessly, and the German Ministry of Magic's siege operation failed.
Vincent finally reappeared on the street. He slowly put away his Dominator Pistol, looked up and smiled at the rooftop of a building in the distance.
The German Ministry of Magic certainly has more than just these Auror, but there won't be many left.
The Dominator's non-lethal attack is like a powerful anesthetic. It's not difficult to wake up, but it takes a long time to regain normal mobility, at least 24 hours.
Magic and potions can speed up the recovery process, but it won't take longer than 12 hours.
During this time, Vincent needs to keep the German Ministry of Magic's attention focused, so that the people monitoring the old men will be diverted to deal with him.
So he slowly walked toward the building in the distance. If he wasn't mistaken, the Auror's temporary command center was on the roof.
Meanwhile, at the German Ministry of Magic.
Minister Thaddeus Minister Belge put down the parchment that had just been handed to him with a solemn expression.
After banning the Magical Communicator, they returned to traditional methods.
Although the message was only slightly delayed by less than a minute, it was fatal on the ever-changing battlefield.
Belg rubbed his temples, then looked at the group of high-ranking officials from the German Ministry of Magic in front of him, his gaze settling on the face of a dignified and elegant witch. "Adelaide, your intelligence is outdated again."
Adelaide took the parchment and began to read it, her beautiful face growing increasingly uneasy.
She gently rested her chin on her fingers, a complex look of doubt in her eyes. "Mr. Minister, this is impossible. No known method of invisibility in the Wizarding World can escape the Revealing Charm's effect, unless..."
The higher-ups immediately understood: if it's not known, then it's unknown.
Adelaide looked away from the parchment in her hand, her deep brown eyes slightly weary. "Gentlemen," Vincent Wayne has previously attempted to infiltrate the Triberg, where Helmut Schmidt is located, undetected. He can block detection magic, and the principle of the Revealing Charm is actually very similar to detection magic."
Belg raised his hand, signaling her to continue.
Adelaide took a deep breath. "Shielding detection magic isn't difficult; the challenge lies in visual invisibility. Director Klaus judged that Wayne didn't achieve invisibility through the Disillusionment Charm, and I agree with his assessment. Perhaps he is—"
With a "whoosh," the parchment in her hand suddenly floated up on its own.
The original German text on the paper slowly disappeared, and new characters appeared.
"English?" Belg frowned, staring wide-eyed at the English letters.
The unease in Adelaide's eyes deepened.
The very first letter indicates that this message was not sent by Klaus, the Auror.
"I'ming"
This was devastating news, meaning the entire Auror in the Germany Wizarding World had been wiped out.
Belg clenched his fist. "It's obvious that Wayne is here to provoke us."
Not only him, but the higher-ups were also enraged by the contents of the parchment. Adelaide, who was in charge of intelligence analysis, bit her lip tightly and said, "Gentlemen, now is not the time for discussion."
Her beautiful face revealed a chilling rage. "There's only one thing we need to do: arrest him!"
Even the usually composed head of the intelligence analysis department was enraged, which shows how much the German Ministry of Magic values Vincent.
The only one who remained relatively calm Belg for a moment, then said, "Immediately mobilize manpower to carry out a rescue operation. Whatever Wayne's goal is, we cannot let him succeed."
The German Ministry of Magic operated with the precision of a well-oiled machine. Vincent, strolling through the streets of Berlin, soon sensed a familiar magical aura—it was Muller, the very man who had led him to the Erkstag wizarding prison.
Vincent looked at the crowd unconsciously receding into the distance and suddenly felt a deep sense of loss and sorrow.
He's not a madman like Voldemort; he wouldn't harm innocent people. The German Ministry of Magic's move was clearly to prevent the Wizarding World from being exposed.
Despite being provoked like this, they still have the mind to abide by the "International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy".
Vincent raised his hand and lightly tapped the projection screen to turn off the stealth function of the La Voiture Noire.
The enormous object that suddenly appeared in the sky instantly attracted everyone's attention; its ability to remain suspended in the air, defying the laws of physics, was clearly not a product of modern technology.
Muller, hiding in the shadows, turned green with rage.
The sudden appearance of this thing over the Dublin, left no time to erase the Muggle's memories; he already envisioned being thoroughly scolded by the higher-ups of the Ministry of Magic.
However, the appearance of the La Voiture Noire was only the beginning; it slowly descended in front of Vincent.
The building housing the German Ministry of Magic isn't far from here. Since we're going to expose ourselves, let's expose ourselves completely.
Vincent did not go into the cockpit, but instead boarded the fuselage of the La Voiture Noire.
He donned the Imposter Mask, revealing the hidden Defender's Cloak.
From that moment on, he became the eye of the storm in Berlin.
Muller and the others had no time to spare and hurriedly mounted their flying brooms as the La Voiture Noire began to take off.
Vincent's lips curled slightly beneath his mask as he drew his Dominator Pistol, activated Annihilation Mode, and randomly fired a shot into an abandoned factory.
A beam of eerie blue light flashed, and half of the factory was engulfed by pure magical energy.
Upon arriving at full speed and witnessing this scene, Muller was not only shocked but also more convinced of his decision.
So what if the Wizarding World is exposed? Letting this new-era Dark Lord cause even greater harm is worse.
Without any hesitation, they stopped riding brooms between buildings and instead raised their broom handles and charged straight ahead.
Vincent's smile deepened beneath his mask. He deactivated the Dominator's Annihilation Mode and fired several shots at them at minimum power.
After dodging the attacks, Muller and the others drew their wands and roared as they chanted spells.