: Crushing an Insect is Just a Matter of Causing Death, But Deducing the Dragon Roar!

Chapter 52: Crushing an Insect is Just a Matter of Causing Death, But Deducing the Dragon Roar!

Looking at Charles, the wizard revealed a look of certainty.

With a wave of his wand, spells with various special effects against dragons roared forth.

Each spell was developed by the wizards of the Romanian dragon farms to specifically target the weaknesses of dragons.

For example, the Eye Disease Curse, which is extremely effective against dragons, is enough to cause them to suffer temporary blindness, intense eye pain, and loss of reason, thus exposing more weaknesses.

There are also spells that weaken and break through the armor of dragons. When they hit, they can effectively reduce the magic resistance of dragon skin, setting the stage for subsequent spells to take effect.

As they watched the streaks of light fly into the air, the wizard beside them couldn't help but offer a warning.

"Boss, it's off! The spell went wrong!"

The leading wizard, however, was full of confidence and said calmly.

"What's the rush? Let the spell fly a little longer."

"Fire dragons have inertia, understand? I precisely calculated the speed of the spell's flight and Shar's speed, which greatly increases the spell's hit rate against the fire dragon."

"In less than three seconds, Ciel will be knocked down by my spell."

"Three, two, one..."

He calmly counted the seconds.

Sure enough, the magical light was about to touch Ciel.

A slight smile played on the wizard's lips as he awaited the sight of Charles falling from the sky.

But the smile that had just appeared on his face froze instantly the next moment.

The Ukrainian iron-bellied fire dragon that had been rapidly swooping down from mid-air suddenly vanished into thin air.

Instead, the figure of a young human wizard appeared.

The spells originally aimed at the dragon's massive body naturally all missed their mark.

This unbelievable scene left the wizards below stunned.

The dragon has turned into a little wizard again?

Is this thing in front of me a dragon or a wizard?!

But in the brief moment when they were stunned, Charles showed no sign of stopping.

With a flick of the wand, the Dustless Lands spell spread out.

The domineering, invisible domain enveloped the wizards below, instantly cutting off their ability to use magic.

Then came a whisper from Charles.

"Would you like to dance too?"

A piercing explosion rang out.

Charles used a short-range Apparition to cross the distance and arrive in front of the wizards from mid-air.

The wizards had no time to react before their wands were snatched away by the living vines in the forest, and they themselves were even hoisted up by tree branches.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and by the time they realized what was happening, the battle was already over.

And they didn't even know what exactly happened!

Several terrified gazes fell upon Charles.

The methods of this eleven-year-old wizard are simply too bizarre.

The leading wizard was also inwardly groaning.

Damn it, he really thought that little wizard Xia Er was an easy target, which is why he decisively took action and robbed Xia Er of his fire dragon materials midway. Who knew that he would attract such a strange and unpredictable ruthless character!

Even though his wand was thrown away and he was hung up, the wizard still regained his composure and looked at Charles.

"Mr. Charles, I've really messed up this time. I thought you were an easy target, but I've run into a brick wall."

"Here's what we'll do. I apologize to you. As for the materials for these ten fire dragons, you can take five of them and continue to seek compensation from the dragon farm in Romania. In the end, you'll still make a profit."

"As for the remaining five, we'll take them and divide them equally. How about we each compromise today?"

"Let's be friends; you might need them in the future."

He said quietly.

"After all, Mr. Charles, you wouldn't want your hands stained with blood, would you?"

The other wizards echoed this sentiment.

"Yes, we've already admitted defeat. Let's be forgiving."

"You can't just kill us, can you?"

"Don't be impulsive. You still have to go to Hogwarts. If Dumbledore finds out about the murder, you'll be in big trouble."

One of the wizards, believing he had figured out the young wizard's weakness of being soft-hearted and afraid of blood, said...

"Have you ever killed anyone, Ciel?"

"Have you ever seen the color of blood? Bright red blood gushing from the blood vessels, splashing high into the air, and even falling into your mouth—it tastes salty."

Do you know how many ways there are to kill someone?

"Use a knife to pierce the soft neck and sever the blood vessels."

"Use a rope to break the neck bone; it will make a snapping sound."

"We'll use the Killing Curse, that's the fastest way, but if we get caught, we'll be locked up in Azkaban."

"You know Azkaban, right? The place you go after you kill someone. There are Dementors there, tsk tsk, they'll suck away all your happiness. A Dementor's kiss can eat a person's soul..."

"Ciel, do you want to kill someone? Then come and do it!"

"Do you dare?!"

Several wizards were hung up, yet they seemed certain that Charles wouldn't actually do anything, and they recklessly described death and slaughter, hoping to instill fear and disgust in Charles.

If Ciel's mind isn't focused enough after hearing these words and he cancels the transformation spell, that would be even better.

The young wizards' mentality is unstable, so they may still have a chance to turn the tide and win!

But the next moment.

Click.

A sharp crack rang out, abruptly silencing the wizards' shouts.

The one that screamed the loudest just now had its neck snapped cleanly by the tree branch that had been activated by the Transfiguration spell.

Charles even twisted the branch a couple more times to make sure he was completely dead.

In an instant, the grove fell into a deathly silence.

The few remaining wizards stared blankly at Charles.

This doesn't make sense.

How could a mere wizard commit murder?

How dare he kill someone?

How could he bear to kill someone?

He's still a child. Shouldn't he struggle with his conscience and decide to give them another chance?

Why isn't Ciel playing by the rules?!

Then, a terrified scream rang out.

The wizards looked at Charles with fear in their eyes.

"You, you killed someone!?"

Charles grinned and said quietly.

"Weren't you all just yelling for me to kill you?"

"He was moaning really loudly, so I gave in to him. Why are you all making that face again?"

"You don't think I'm here to joke around or play house, do you?"

The boxes in the wizards' hands were passed through a vine and delivered to Shire.

Charles opened the box; the fire dragon materials inside were still relatively fresh, but some of their magic had already begun to dissipate.

In other words, the number of deduction points that can be obtained will decrease.

Charles's expression gradually darkened.

"Do you know how excited I was waiting for this batch of materials?"

"Do you know how important these materials are to me?"

"You not only wasted my time, but also damaged my materials, and even saw my secrets..."

"How naive are you to think I won't kill you, and yet you dare to propose splitting the fire dragon materials with me?"

Charles's gaze was as cold as ice.

He had already made up his mind from the moment he came to collect these materials.

These people must all die!

He waved his wand.

The branches began to tighten.

Click.

Click.

The crisp cracking sounds of necks being snapped echoed through the woods.

Charles even made a point of placing the leading wizard last.

"Didn't you want to show me what cruelty is?"

"Isn't it cruel enough that you're the last to die, and you can't even die as easily as your comrades?"

The wizard's face showed extreme terror.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me."

"The Ministry of Magic will investigate. They'll leave traces; they can extract memories. You can't hide the fact that you committed murder!"

"Keep me here, I can help you. I can help you get rid of the investigation. I can be a scapegoat and let the Ministry of Magic hunt me down, as long as you let me live!"

Charles made no comment on this.

With a wave of the wand, the wizard suffocated, his face turning blue and purple. After struggling for a while, he stopped moving altogether.

Immediately, Charles chuckled.

"trace?"

"You were so naive even in death, thinking I would let you, who saw my trump card, keep your corpses intact, and preserve your memories?"

Charles remained indifferent as his mithril wand shone with a dazzling light.

A sphere of light floated out from the tip of the wand, radiating a dazzling light like the sun.

"Eternal Blazing Sun".

As the orb of light drifted toward the corpses, Sharl transformed back into a fire dragon, flapped his wings, and flew away swiftly from the area.

Seconds later, a burst of intense light and heat erupted behind him.

Everything in the center of that forest—the remaining corpses, the traces of battle—vanished into thin air under the eternal blazing sun!

Charles turned his head, his orange vertical pupils reflecting that dazzling light.

Murder? It doesn't seem like there's any guilt involved.

In the novels I read in my past life, there were all sorts of disgusting reactions after killing someone, but I didn't feel anything myself.

Calm, indifferent, as if crushing a few fragile insects.

"That's all there is to it."

Xia's attention didn't linger on that for long before shifting to the fire dragon materials in his hands.

If you don't consume it quickly, even more of its magic will dissipate, resulting in greater losses.

Finding an open space to stop, Xia Er grabbed the suitcases one by one with his dragon claws, then opened his mouth and threw the suitcases into it.

As the chest and the ten fire dragon materials inside were transformed by Deep Blue, Xia's deduction points began to surge once again.

Nine hundred thousand, nine hundred and thirty thousand, nine hundred and seventy thousand...

Every instant, the calculation points surged by tens of thousands.

In a short time, Xia Er's total number of deduction points exceeded one million and continued to rise.

One million five hundred thousand, one million one hundred thousand, one million two hundred thousand...

Ultimately, the number settled at 1.36 million!

Looking at the number, Charles's eyes lit up with eagerness.

This was the first time he had so many deduction points.

He could easily afford even the 300,000 points required for the initial deduction of the Roar of Power.

Then, Charles hesitated for a moment.

Should we start deducing the Dragon Language Magic - Roar of Power now, or save our deduction points for later?

At that moment, the scene of the battle just now flashed through his mind.

Those wizards were either used to dragon farms or were magical beast hunters; they all had their own methods for dealing with fire dragons.

If even minor characters are like this, powerful wizards will have even more ways to deal with fire dragons.

When Charles chose to transform into a fire dragon, he had already considered this point. At that time, he was thinking about deducing dragon language magic, transforming from a fire dragon into an ancient dragon, and completely making up for his weakness.

Now, his gaze has become firm.

Now that we've decided to take this path, there's no need to hesitate any longer.

If one already possessed dragon language magic, there would have been no need to transform back into human form from a fire dragon.

A single roar of power was enough to shatter those wizards and their spells!

As Ciel's trump card, the stronger the magical Animagus, the better.

The next moment, Charles made a decision and said it in his mind.

"Deep Blue, unleash the roar of deducing power!"

(End of this chapter)