A minute later, several people walked out of the room carrying their targets.

Due to the urgency of the mission and the fact that there were other targets to deal with, Josel and the others did not stay here for long, and after exchanging information with Walker and Grace, the apparition disappeared in place.

"Looks like we can't afford to delay any longer......" Grace muttered to herself, who was still there.

She had just learned from Josel that the fast teams had already invited three or four targets in this time, and they had only just managed one.

"yes, we'll have to speed things up too!" Walker nodded in agreement, he didn't want to be the last one to finish the task.

The scrappy duo re-pulled out the map and cast their illusion shifts to the location of their next target.

In another room, ten meters away, Vincent, who had been woken up by shouting and breaking doors, slowly lowered the curtain.

While annoyed that these people's big night fights affected his sleep, Vincent also faintly gloated, secretly guessing that the unlucky ghost next door to him had caused something that would cause such a big battle.

"But what does that have to do with me?" Vincent muttered to himself, thought for a while, and then gave up his desire to explore.

There are too many similar things in Tumbledown Alley, and many wizards hide in Tumbledown Alley because they have a criminal record in their hands, or because they provoke someone, and it is normal for someone to suddenly be caught one day.

Vincent yawned and went back to bed.

I don't know how long later, faintly, a dull knock on the door reached Vincent's ears, accompanied by the rough voices of several big men.

"Open the door, send warmth to the community!"

……

More than an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and the originally empty square was already crowded with people who had been invited, and all kinds of noisy voices resounded endlessly.

Most of these wizards were forcibly knocked unconscious and transported, and few could figure out what was going on.

Even when they first woke up, some people tried to rally up and resist, trying to escape.

But it's a pity that the enforcers have already collected their wands, and a group of wizards without wands can't make any waves no matter how many they are, and several leaders have been severely taught a lesson by the guarding enforcers.

Seeing the fate of these "pioneers", the order in the square was barely maintained, and the wizards who were arrested temporarily suppressed the anger rising in their hearts, and chose to continue to wait and see, and then decide their own position when things were clear.

About ten minutes later, Walker and Grace appeared in the square with two wizards in tow, and both looked a little dejected when they realized that they were the last to arrive.

But fortunately, they didn't delay for long, and Ivan didn't mean to blame them, and when the wizards who had passed out in a coma woke up, he walked slowly up to the high platform.

The crowd below was quiet all of a sudden, and everyone spontaneously turned their attention to the high platform.

As Ivan moved forward step by step, a coercion gradually enveloped their hearts.

It's like someone is holding a weight on their shoulders, and they're still adding weight bit by bit.

Noticing the uncertain expressions on the faces of the wizards, Ivan on the stage nodded secretly, the newly obtained bloodline magic was even more powerful than he imagined, not to mention the dragon state, just the extended dragon power helped him solve a lot of trouble.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ivan quickly walked to the center of the high platform, opened his hand, and spoke very enthusiastically.

"Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen, for being invited to this important gathering!"

The onlookers applauded with great interest, while the captured wizards frowned and looked indifferently at Ivan on the stage.

Vincent, who was holding his breath, sneered even more annoyedly. "Do you mean sending someone into our house to knock people out and bring them here again?"

Ivan was not annoyed by Vincent's sudden interjection, but politely explained.

"Please forgive the rudeness of the law enforcers! Because of the suddenness of the incident, in order to be able to invite everyone over smoothly, it is usually necessary to take some special measures to avoid ...... Some ill-intentioned people took the opportunity to escape! ”

As Ivan spoke, his gaze turned slightly to the right, and the Death Eaters in his memory were now tied up with ropes and thrown under the high platform, looking very miserable......

Vincent, who was watching this scene, couldn't help but shudder, his tone was slightly restrained, and he asked. "Then what did Your Excellency Hals do with all the trouble of inviting us people over?"

Ivan looked around at the audience and said in a calm tone. "Now that all the wizards in Tumbledown Alley are here, I invite you to discuss the future of Tumbledown Alley today......"

The future of Tumbledown Alley?

In the square, the wizards who heard this said showed mocking and disdainful expressions, but Ivan ignored them and continued.

"I've heard people say that Tumbledown Alley is a shelter for poor people, and some people think it's a concentration camp for villains and dark wizards. But since the dawn of Tumbledown Alley, chaos and carnage have been the leitmotif here, and I'm sure none of you will object to that......"

Ivan paused and turned to look at Vincent. "Vincent, if I'm not mistaken, your wife died in a Tumbledown alley scuffle three years ago.

It was a battle that had nothing to do with you, and it started with a conflict between several wizards who fought near your house, and as a result, it affected your wife, and she was tragically killed......"

"Although you have succeeded in avenging her, there is no way to recover the dead, and I don't think that is the result you want."

Vincent's expression suddenly became a little gloomy, and Ivan's words were equivalent to forcibly uncovering the scar that he had buried in his heart for a long time......

Ivan didn't provoke Vincent too much, and his eyes quickly turned to the other wizard. "Mark, I heard that your child was almost snatched away and almost died at home?"

"What exactly do you want to say?" Mark's face became a little unpleasant, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a wand in his hand and was surrounded by spellcasters, he would have done it a long time ago.

"Good question!" Ivan nodded, he looked at the wizards in the audience, and said word by word. "I think Tumbledown Alley has been chaotic for too long, and a whole new order is needed here!"

(End of chapter)