Dementors: "Stop Fighting, We Surrender!"

"Fire Shield!"

Watching the Dementors charge forward without fear of death even under the relentless attacks of Fiendfyre palms, Lester's lips curled into a cold smile.

Lester spread his arms wide, and a massive blue Fiendfyre fireball appeared before him.

"Go!"

A vicious glint flashed through Lester's eyes as he thrust both hands forward.

The enormous blue Fiendfyre fireball shot toward the Dementors like a missile.

Boom!

With a deafening blast, the massive fireball exploded right in the middle of the army of hundreds of Dementors.

Dozens of Dementors failed to react in time and were reduced to nothing under the searing heat.

But it was not over yet. After exploding among the Dementors, the Fiendfyre spread outward in a circle from the blast site.

A powerful shockwave erupted from the center of the explosion, followed by terrifying Fiendfyre scattering in every direction.

"Woooooo!!!!"

The Dementors lucky enough to avoid the first attack had no power to resist this indiscriminate Fiendfyre assault.

The slightest spark that touched them would immediately spread across their entire bodies, devouring them in an instant.

This attack alone cut the Dementor numbers in half.

The surviving Dementors no longer had their previous arrogance.

"Woooooo!!!"

Terrifying howls rang from their mouths once more, but this time, they were not roaring in anger.

They were screaming in fear.

Just three Fiendfyre attacks had wiped out most of the Dementors.

Faced with the terrifying Lester, the Dementors who had been enraged and eager to slaughter everyone instantly calmed down.

They looked at Lester, surrounded by dancing Fiendfyre like a living flame demon, then at their companions burned to ashes. The Dementors retreated.

"Woooooo!!!!"

Fearful cries kept pouring from their mouths. The Dementors, once moving in great swarms, now fled wildly in all directions like a routed army throwing away its armor and weapons.

In an instant, from Lester's high vantage point, countless Dementors could be seen scrambling across the ground like headless flies.

If it had been anyone else, they might have let the Dementors go after scattering the troublemakers.

Unfortunately for them, they had encountered Lester.

Standing atop the small hill and watching the Dementors flee below, Lester's lips curled into a cold smile.

Then he slowly raised his hands and drew a large circle before his chest.

Moments later, with Lester at its center, a circular wall of Fiendfyre suddenly rose from the ground hundreds of meters away.

Blue Fiendfyre crackled through the air, while terrifying black smoke billowed above the towering wall, blotting out the sky.

Many Dementors still fleeing for their lives were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the Fiendfyre wall. Unable to stop in time, they crashed headlong into it.

"Wooo!!!"

Amid several miserable cries, those unlucky Dementors were instantly burned to ashes by the Fiendfyre, turning into wisps of black smoke.

Seeing the fate of those before them, the other Dementors recoiled in terror, backing away nonstop in an attempt to get farther from the Fiendfyre wall.

Their idea was sound, but Lester could control Fiendfyre!

Just as the Dementors tried to retreat from the terrifying wall, they saw the airtight Fiendfyre enclosure begin to move!

Terrifying Fiendfyre burned wildly through the air as the space within the wall gradually shrank, slowly closing in toward the center.

Faced with the approaching Fiendfyre, the Dementors scrambled desperately toward the central area.

There were simply too many Dementors. Quite a few unlucky ones could not outrun their companions and were squeezed to the rear.

What awaited them was merciless Fiendfyre!

As for the faster Dementors, the moment they reached the center, before they even had time to catch their breath, they saw Lester smiling at them.

Dementors: "..."

Lester was in front of them, and Fiendfyre was behind them. Either way, they were dead!

At that moment, the Dementors began to question their very existence, wondering whether they had gotten the wrong script.

Weren't they supposed to be the terrifying dark creatures chasing Lester and the others?

How had this turned into a Dementor battle royale, with the Dementors themselves being hunted down?

Looking at Lester, with terrifying Fiendfyre floating around him, the surviving Dementors cautiously swallowed and silently knelt on the ground.

Since their entire race consisted of souls and they had no legs, their kneeling posture looked very much like crawling. For a moment, Lester thought they were about to unleash some ultimate move.

After all, that was how it always went on television. A terrifying monster suddenly struck a strange pose, then unleashed a powerful skill that caught the heroes off guard.

"Trying to use an ultimate move?!"

Looking at the Dementors crawling all around him, Lester felt a chill run through his heart. Luckily, he had already seen through their plot, or he really might have been ambushed by these dark creatures.

"Fire Shield, burn!!!"

Watching the Dementors "focus on casting their ultimate move," too occupied to notice him, Lester secretly rejoiced. He was not some stupid boss who would wait for them to finish charging up. He would strike first!

At once, a blue fire dragon shot from Lester's hand again, charging fiercely at the Dementors crawling on the ground and claiming dozens more lives.

Dementors: "..."

Watching more than ten of their brethren die in the blink of an eye, the Dementors felt so wronged they wanted to cry.

Hadn't they already surrendered? Back when Voldemort had come with his underlings, he had not made things too difficult for them after seeing them submit.

But Lester was still attacking them even after they had surrendered. This was just too much!

Finally, one heroic Dementor could no longer endure such injustice and stepped out from the crowd.

Seeing the hero suddenly step forward, countless Dementors looked at him with admiration.

Then, before everyone's eyes, the Dementor slowly opened his mouth. "We... sur... ren..."

Lester looked at the Dementor who had suddenly stepped out and was about to blast him to death when he realized the creature seemed rather familiar.

Wasn't this the Dementor that had sucked a burly man to death, then secretly followed him to learn the Lun Yu?

Finally, under Lester's curious gaze, the Dementor managed to say a complete sentence.

"D-Don't... don't fight! We... we... surrender!"