Chapter 434

London.

Countermeasure Bureau.

A special combat unit of hundreds of people was fully armed, standing in a phalanx under the stage.

A moment later, a vortex appeared on the high platform, from which stepped a round-faced woman with short tea-colored hair.

All the special forces members immediately held their breath, not daring to breathe a word.

Selica Wood, the Chief Executive of the Countermeasure Bureau, the first vanguard against gods, looked soft and cute, but was decisive and swift. It is said that she is a terrifying witch who can make a dragon pee its pants with just a look.

At this moment, Selica, in a dark green military uniform, looked around at the crowd below and said: "Everyone, you are the most elite unit of the Countermeasure Bureau."

"You have fought against countless terrifying monsters, magical creatures, and even gods."

"You have walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, active to this day, and everyone has powerful abilities and willpower, so I have selected you to complete this arduous task!"

"We are fighting a war, a war that concerns the survival of humanity, concerns whether we survive as an independent race or as slaves. To win this war, we must gather all our strength."

"But sadly, we are not a whole. There are countless people willing to be the lackeys of gods, and there are some people with ulterior motives who want to blackmail us and hold us back at such a critical moment of life and death."

"We do not allow such things to happen. Therefore, before the final battle with the gods, we must clear away those obstacles and eliminate those human scum."

"This is the cause of the current battle. On the front lines, we have already suppressed their power, but next, we still have two things to do."

"Teams one through ten, step forward!"

Immediately, ten teams stepped out of the phalanx.

Selica looked at these thirty-plus members and waved her hand, and countless black feathers drifted into their hands: "You form a special operations group to execute the first task. Lukas will tell you the details. Depart now!"

With her words, the black feathers in everyone's hands suddenly flashed with countless electric sparks, and with a crackle, all thirty-plus people disappeared.

Meanwhile, in Washington, USA, everyone appeared one after another. At the same time, a cold female voice came into their ears: "I am Lukas. The special operations group is now under my command. Your task is to find the hiding place of the United States President, obtain the nuclear briefcase, and completely eliminate the nuclear threat."

After sending away the special operations team, Selica waved her hand again, and another hundred feathers fell into the hands of the remaining members.

"Everyone else, execute the second task. Capture the Magical Congress of the United States, establish a cross-border Floo Network portal, and deploy our soldiers to the battlefield."

"Now, depart!"

……

New York.

Woolworth Building.

The Magical Congress of the United States was in chaos at this moment.

"The Soviet Union and the UK have declared war on the United States! Now they are attacking the No-Majs!" a wizard with a scarf wrapped around his head yelled, "See? Those gray planes! Missiles! World War! It's starting again!"

"This is not some World War! Sir!" another wizard wearing a tailored suit and a monocle said, "This is a wizard invasion of the No-Maj world! Don't tell me you think this is just a war of the No-Maj world! Those light beams, can't you see they are magic?!"

"This is Murphy's unit!" someone yelled, "That so-called Countermeasure Bureau has used killing curse beams descending from the sky many times!"

"How on earth did they send wizards to the sky and then release such powerful killing curses?" someone asked.

"It is said to be something called a rocket, which can send something called a satellite to the sky. I guess those wizards must be hiding in those satellites."

"Enough! Quiet!" Suddenly, a wizard rushed into the conference room with a letter in his hand and held it up, "A plea for help from the United States President. He demands that we immediately mobilize with all our strength to protect him and the safety of United States officials."

"President?! A No-Maj, how can he command us?!" a wizard said disdainfully.

"We have never had contact with the No-Maj government. How would the President know of our existence?" someone asked.

"More than a month ago, this President came to the Woolworth Building in person," the President of the Magical Congress said, "He has some kind of magical energy on him. He is no longer a No-Maj."

"A believer of the gods?" someone asked hesitantly.

"Should be."

These wizards were not completely ignorant of outside affairs. The existence of gods had already manifested in many places. Besides Murphy's black magic, only gods could give No-Majs magic power.

"Gods... are we going to help that so-called god?" a dark-skinned wizard looked around dissatisfied, "How many people here are believers?"

"But we can't just watch No-Majs be killed by Murphy, right?" a short, fat witch said, "They have no power to resist under the attack."

At this time, a young male wizard stood up, "Then, why do you think you can help?"

"What?" the short, fat witch glared at him dissatisfied, "We have hundreds of wizards here! If we unite, we can also..."

"Ha, this again..." the young male wizard interrupted the other party disdainfully, "You are stupid because you always think you are the same as Murphy, thinking that as long as you are a wizard, you can do what the other party can do."

"Little do you know, the gap between people is sometimes even greater than the gap between humans and apes."

"In Lord Murphy's eyes, you are just a group of frogs in a well."

"James wouldn't say such things! Who are you?!"

The young male wizard smiled, drew his wand, tapped his body, eliminated the transformation effect of the Polyjuice Potion, and revealed his true appearance.

Under a head of pale gold short hair, the male wizard looked down at everyone proudly with a pair of gray eyes, "I am Draco Malfoy, Lord Murphy's messenger. I came here just to ask for your decision. Is the Magical Congress of the United States prepared to obey Lord Murphy and fight against the gods together, or are you prepared to stand on his opposite side and be the accomplices of the gods?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a countdown formed by smoke and clouds appeared in front of everyone.

"You only have ten seconds to make a decision. Oh, now it's nine seconds."

"Are you kidding me!" Looking at the countdown of only a few seconds, the wizards felt Murphy's contempt.

A few seconds, how can such a major decision be made?

Suddenly, a wizard pointed downstairs outside the window, "What is that!"

Hundreds of fully armed soldiers, armed to the teeth, appeared on the street downstairs accompanied by a flash of lightning. That wizard had good eyesight and could even see an armband shaped like a raven on their black equipment.

"Cou-Countermeasure Bureau..." the wizard yelled immediately, "They are preparing to attack the Congress..."

The President of the Congress also discovered the group of soldiers and immediately drew his wand, "Defense! Prepare for defense!"

"What a pity, your decision-making ability is really too poor." Draco looked at the countdown that was about to return to zero, snapped his fingers, and a black raven appeared out of thin air, landed on his shoulder, ignored the Anti-Apparition Charm existing in the Magical Congress, and instantly transferred him away.

Outside the gate, ten mortars were quickly set up. Selica looked at her watch, waved her hand, "Anti-Magic Shells! Fire!"

(End of chapter)