Not many people know whether the basilisk in history could spit poisonous mist. But this snake monster that keeps wandering in the mountains can indeed spit out a very strange poisonous mist.
After some attempts and the cost of several serious injuries, everyone discovered that not only was this poisonous mist not affected by the airflow, but even many obstacles could not hinder its infection and spread.
The companion who just put a protective spell on himself and then tried to enter the poisonous mist almost confirmed this with his own life - if he hadn't just tried it briefly, he would probably be paralyzed and unconscious now. Personnel affairs are so simple!
And now, the poisonous fog is clearly spreading towards the interior of France with purpose. If the basilisk were to invade Muggle towns outside the foothills, things would be even more difficult to handle.
"Go in that direction and try everything we can!"
The person speaking at this moment was actually the wizard who had previously summoned the Patron Saint of Cheetah and reported the news to Chateau Blois. She was the leader of this operation.
Yes, she is a female member of the Blois family.
Judging from the fact that she can command many family wizards freely, her strength and status are undoubtedly worthy of recognition. Therefore, even Willy's father trusts her very much.
But she saw that after she waved her hand and asked most people to rush in the direction of the poisonous mist, she still stayed on the side and continued to observe calmly.
A strong wind blew between the mountains and fields. Although the poisonous mist remained unmoved, her neatly short hair began to sway with the wind.
In fact, she knew very well that although the poisonous mist of the basilisk was indeed very terrifying, it would not cause the wizards on her side who had received family training to panic. In the end, as long as they don't enter the poisonous mist at will, no one will be hurt at all.
In addition, since it is not affected by the wind, the diffusion speed of the poisonous mist can be said to be quite slow. This means that while they cannot stop the basilisk from advancing, the basilisk will also be restricted by its own poisonous mist.
Obviously, it’s still unclear which side is at a disadvantage!
However, after observing this period of time, we can see that the wisdom of this basilisk cannot be underestimated.
She was also unsure whether the spread of the poisonous mist was just a cover-up, and the basilisk itself would choose to break through from the side or the rear when the obstructionists went to the front to try to intercept it.
If the other party really does this... then it indirectly shows that the basilisk actually does not want to fight head-on with wizards like them.
"Here we go, close your eyes!"
Suddenly, a huge shadow outline appeared at the edge of the poisonous fog, which immediately made her secretly think true.
When forced to fight at a closer distance, the basis of the tactics used by the wizards of the Blois family headed by her was to close their eyes and fight. On this point, it somewhat coincides with Hermione's thoughts.
Of course, apart from requiring a lot of practice, this is undoubtedly a simple and effective way to deal with it.
The next second, before seeing the basilisk rushing out of the poisonous mist, the wizards who stayed here as a precaution all closed their eyes. At the same time, they all raised their wands in unison, and judged the location of the basilisk based only on the sound and vibrations.
"The ground is overgrown with thorns."
Nearly ten family wizards thrust their wands into the ground in tacit agreement, and immediately, rows of earth-colored spikes extended straight in the direction where the basilisk appeared.
At first, the thorns only appeared one by one, but then they became more and more numerous, and they appeared in patches around the basilisk.
This curse is one of the ancient curses passed down by the Blois family. It used to be a curse that most wizards knew, but to this day, only a few families still retain the complete spells and spells. The key to casting spells.
"boom!"
Naturally, the basilisk immediately noticed the roar of the earth, and saw it flicking its tail violently, breaking off all the hard thorns extending around it.
However, even if the ground thorns he cast were cut off again and again, they still haven't been able to break the basilisk's skin. But they continued to cast spells, as if they didn't care whether the spell could hurt the cunning basilisk.
"hiss-"
Following the threatening neigh of the basilisk, the short-haired witch in the lead seemed to have sensed an opportunity. She quickly waved her staff and raised it with her backhand, and then pointed steadily in the direction of the neighing sound.
"Ten thousand bullets fired."
"Thousands of bullets!" Hearing this, the other wizards finally stopped making ground stab attacks, and followed her by chanting this conventional spell taught in schools.
Facts have proven that even ordinary spells can have important effects when used properly.
As the incantation sounded, those thorns, whether they were cut off by the basilisk or still standing staggered, followed the movement of the wand and shot straight to the location of the basilisk.
Amidst a chaotic bombardment, dust filled the air and gravel flew everywhere, making it unclear for a moment what the effect of this attack was.
But, of course, everyone had their eyes tightly closed at the moment, so it was impossible to see even without the smoke covering them.
So the short-haired witch waited, waiting for a voice that could represent the basilisk's condition.
Not long after, in the sound of rustling that gradually faded away, the basilisk seemed to return into the poisonous mist behind it through the flying dust.
"Is it hurt?"
The short-haired witch was about to open her eyes to check, but before she could make a move, she heard the sound of two falls not far away.
Did a companion make eye contact with the basilisk
"Don't look!" she immediately warned loudly, "it's not gone yet!"
As a warning to her companions, she waved her wand again, and immediately heard a violent explosion from the direction of the basilisk.
Until this moment, she opened her eyes in a hurry, but her expression immediately changed.
"Back off! Back off immediately!"
The basilisk was much more cunning than she imagined. Because as soon as she opened her eyes, she discovered that the poisonous mist had drifted towards them silently, and it had almost spread in front of her.
The sound she heard just now was actually correct, the basilisk had indeed left. But the two companions fell to the ground not because they came into contact with the eyes that could cause death, but because they were poisoned by the poisonous mist!
If she hadn't chosen to take the risk and take a look just now, she might have followed in the footsteps of her two companions soon.
With the help of the floating spell, the two fallen companions were dragged out of the poisonous fog. Then the short-haired witch led the remaining people to retreat a distance, and then stopped the retreat again. .
"Wait for signals from other directions!"
Although this can be regarded as successfully driving away the basilisk, he almost fell into the basilisk's trick - it is unbelievable that besides the Sphinx, there are such intelligent magical creatures in this world.
Unfortunately, due to the spread of the poisonous mist, it was temporarily impossible for them to check whether the previous salvo of bullets had caused any damage to the basilisk.
"At least it is still possible to complete the task ordered by the master."
Another companion next to the short-haired witch said this, and others immediately nodded in agreement. If this continues, it will not be easy for the basilisk to break through the encirclement. It can only rely on the extension of the poisonous mist to advance slowly.
The short-haired witch also nodded slightly, but didn't say much. After thinking about it for a while, she stretched out her wand and pointed at the ground. A stone immediately transformed into a wild cat, and nimbly and quickly moved into the poisonous mist.
No matter what, it's a good idea to explore the location of the basilisk first. If you're lucky, you might be able to know the opponent's next move in advance.
If only we could find a way to get rid of this poisonous fog as soon as possible.
…
Just as the short-haired witch was leading her men to fight with the basilisk, a group of wizards who learned about the incident had already come to visit Blois Castle.
After hearing that the servant came to report that a group of wizards from the Federation were visiting, Mr. Blois immediately waved him to invite people to meet in the drawing room.
Not long after, he also left the study and came to the front fort.
"President Akinbad," Blois nodded to him as soon as he stepped into the living room, "Isn't this the second time we have met since the day you took office?"
"Well, that's right!" Ajinbad stood up from his seat and said with a smile, "It's not easy to meet the head of the Blois family... If I didn't have something important to do this time, I wouldn't be in such a hurry. The earth came to disturb us.”
When Blois heard this, he immediately shook his head and said:
"Sir, there is no need to be so polite. I know that you and Mr. McClain have always had a good relationship...so I have been thinking that sooner or later we will have the opportunity to meet again and even cooperate with each other."
He paused for a moment and then said:
"For example, the 'important matter' you mentioned just now... is probably an opportunity for cooperation, isn't it?"
Even if Blois is confident that he can deal with the extraordinarily powerful basilisk, if someone is willing to act with him, it is naturally a good choice.
After all, no one knows yet whether another bigger trouble will suddenly emerge from behind the basilisk.
In fact, it was precisely because of this that Maka still showed hesitation after seeing the word "reassured" from Blois.
At this moment, Blois and Akimbad turned to look out the window, and saw an owl as strong as an eagle swooping down from the sky outside.
"That's Mr. MacLean's owl."
At Akinbad's words, Bulova raised his arm and let Mafa fall on it.
After a moment, Mr. Blois opened half of the letter and took a look at it. He nodded to himself, and then simply handed the letter to Akinbad.
Regardless of what was written on the letter, Akinbad knew that this action alone was a hint of Blois' trust.