"Johnny Boss, I didn't shoot."
Fraser, who was hiding aside, happily touched the still hot pistol in his hand and shouted loudly in defense. Fortunately, for safety reasons, he kept a pistol on his leg; otherwise, he would have been unable to fight back once the shotgun was thrown away.
"I didn't shoot either, Johnny Boss."
"Boss Johnny, how should we kill the intruders?"
"Johnny!"
Hearing the voice of Johnny, who had quite a reputation among the Bloodstone Gang, all the thugs calmed down from their panic and shouted one after another.
Immediately, Johnny's voice sounded again.
"Everyone, follow my orders and be careful of the intruders. Whoever spots them first will report their location."
"Boss, I know that there are three intruders in the northeast corner of the factory."
Hearing that the other party began to lock their positions, Ian's heart sank slightly. He was currently maintaining the spell. If he used other magic, the spell would be canceled and the darkness would disappear, dissipating their most advantageous position.
Unfortunately, a lot of magic power had been consumed before, making it impossible to cast a stronger spell.
Thoughts flashed through Ian's mind as he began to speak to the two people not far away, "Remy, Vera, you need to take action. I will cover you."
"Okay, Ian," Remy replied.
As they spoke, they began to carefully observe the enemy's position. Although Ian cast a spell, they were wizards after all and could still see through it a little. Although it was still dim, the figures could be seen.
"Boss Johnny, what is our next move?"
Looking at the group of thugs who kept shouting and communicating, Remy chuckled as an idea suddenly popped into his mind. He quickly shared it with Vera and Ian, receiving instant approval from both of them.
The next moment...
"Silencio!"
Remy waved his wand, and a silencing spell covered the nearby area.
"Johnny."
"..."
In an instant, the thugs who were communicating loudly in the darkness to determine their positions suddenly felt as if their ears were deafened, plunging them into silence. They kept shouting but found their mouths wide open, producing no sound at all.
The thug tried to press the trigger but found that the pistol vibrated slightly, making no sound—the gunshot was silenced. Under Ian's efforts to control the darkness, even the sparks fired by the bullets were swallowed up by the darkness. To be precise, the sparks still existed, but they could not see them at all.
At this moment, they seemed to be blind, deaf, and mute, unable to see or hear, and their words couldn't be spread. No matter how much they shouted, it was as if they were living alone in the darkness. The only thing that made them feel at ease was the cold-touch firearm in their hands and the wall against which they leaned.
Immediately...
"Petrificus Totalus!"
"Petrificus Totalus!"
In the darkness, one after another, petrification spells were generated by Vera's continuous waving of her wand, hitting the thugs. The thug was hit without realizing it and fell to the ground without making any sound. The others didn't know anything and could only hold the firearms in their hands nervously.
Ian worked hard to maintain the darkness spell, causing the area around the thugs to fall into darkness. Remy maintained the silencing spell, silencing all sounds, including the sound of guns and the sound of chanting spells. Vera, on the other hand, kept waving her wand and casting the petrification spell to petrify the thugs.
She was particularly nervous because she knew the power of such a spell would cost her friends a lot of magic. If they kept on doing it, they might not be able to hold on. She had reached the maximum speed of casting the petrification spell, and her magic power was constantly being consumed. A large number of petrification spells were hitting the figures in her eyes. The only thing that worried her was whether she hit a thug or a deaf-mute person. She could make out the thugs as best she could but wasn't entirely sure.
Soon, Remy stopped casting spells when she had 10% of her magic power left. At the same time, Ian and Remy cooperated very well to stop maintaining their spells. Both of them consumed a lot of magic power, especially Ian, who consumed the most and almost exhausted all the magic power in his body.
Darkness disappeared, and light reappeared.
The three of them were shocked to find out.
On the ground, a large number of people were motionless, with very stiff expressions, including thugs and deaf-mute people. The rest of the deaf-mute people who could still move were lying under the tables, shivering.
While the three of them were carefully checking to see if any thugs were left...
Suddenly...
Clap! Clap! Clap!
"Ian, Remy, Vera, congratulations, the mission is completed."
The three of them heard the instructor's applause and a voice with a hint of laughter. Ian and the others relaxed. Since the teacher said it, there should be no problem.
However...
A man crawling under the deaf-mute's body suddenly stood up and shot the three of them three times in a row.
"Die, you bastard!"
In an instant, a red light flashed, and a blood stain appeared on the strong man's neck. The next moment, blood continued to flow downwards as if a faucet had been completely opened.
"Uh... uh..."
The man knelt on the ground, making a struggling sound, covering his neck with both hands, trying to keep himself alive longer. But a large amount of blood flowed out, and he finally fell to the ground and died.
Ian and the others looked at the fierce-looking, muscular man in front of them, lying in a pool of blood, with blood still slowly oozing from his neck. They were instantly shocked by the man's tragic appearance.
"Are you afraid?"
Lockhart, who revealed his body, saw the slightly frightened expressions of the three of them and asked softly.
After hearing the instructor's question, the three of them hesitated for a while, shook their heads slowly, and gritted their teeth, saying, "No, we are not."
"No, you are afraid," Lockhart said calmly. "This is the first time you have seen someone die, and it is still so tragic. It is normal to be afraid."
"But..."
Lockhart continued softly to the three of them, "Don't forget, he caused your second death."
Hearing this, the three of them looked at their mentor with sadness in their eyes. This was the second time they had been protected by their mentor today.
Lockhart ignored their looks. Seeing that they were distracted by his question, Lockhart smiled and asked, "I will rescue the deaf-mute. How do you want to deal with the remaining thugs and guards?"
"Discuss it and give me an answer."
With that said, Lockhart turned around and waved his wand at the people lying on the ground. All the deaf-mute people in tattered clothes floated in the air. Under Lockhart's control, they all stood on the ground.
Looking at their stiff expressions after being petrified, he waved his wand gently, and with a ripple of red light, these deaf-mute people returned to normal after being petrified.
"Abba... Abba..."
Looking at the horrified expressions of these deaf-mute people, who kept opening their mouths but could only make deaf-mute sounds, Lockhart sighed softly.
Waving his wand again, a calming spell was quietly released, soothing their panic and allowing them to slowly calm down.
After everything was done, Lockhart turned around again and asked the three of them, "Tell me, what are your plans for dealing with this group of thugs?"
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