Chapter 271 High-End Battle

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About tens of seconds later, Neville also chopped off the enemy's head with a sword.

Under the golden light, the undead elf also began to turn into ashes.

Harley's only opponent is left...

Although Harley has now vaguely found the magical path that she is good at, after all, she has just taken the first step and is still far away.

Compared with the methods of her friends, her magic stick is a blunt weapon. Although she has hit the enemy twice with the stick, and the chest of the undead elf was deflated, it was already dead, so it was not less injured.

The effect of blunt weapons against the undead is still too poor, so I fell to the end.

Seeing that all her friends had settled the battle, she suddenly felt that she could no longer hold on to her dignity.

Determined to show off, he said with a bright face: "Look at my special move - Potter's Hand!"

She roared, jumped up high, and suddenly stretched out her palm - a blue, magical palm the size of a house appeared!

"Die!" Harley waved her palm fiercely, and the big blue palm also slammed down. From the perspective of the victim, looking up, his eyes were all blue, as if the sky was collapsing!

Her opponent was almost frightened to death again: No, are you going to use such a method?

The undead goblin didn't care about anything else, and suddenly activated the life-saving tools on his body. Suddenly a strong wind blew up, and he saw a puff of smoke flying out more than ten meters with a "scratching" sound!

I didn't have time to use this life-saving tool when I met Ryan last time. This time it was put to use.

However, just when it sprang far away, the huge magic palm that fell down began to loosen in mid-air, and dissipated before it hit the ground!

Harley:…

This half-finished method should not be used! What a shame!

Who knew that the undead goblin's life-saving tool was so fast that it accidentally tripped on some vine and shot out more than two meters, directly stuffing itself into the super creature that Neville had just climbed out of the ground? Plant - The large mouth of the Elephant Vine.

Food Elephant Vine: Chew Chew~What the hell? It tastes a bit over the top!

Jerry was dumbfounded: "Harry..."

"ah?"

"Is this part of your plan?"

"Ah! Of course! Otherwise?"

"incredible!"



Just when Ted and the others easily defeated the intruders, the battle in the Forbidden Forest also entered a fever pitch.

I have to say that Dumbledore is really tough... I mean, really stable.

He didn't move for seven or eight minutes, just holding up his wand to illuminate the battlefield.

The forty or so wizards nearby were busy fighting the three hundred undead and the skeletons that were coming one after another, and their brains were about to burn out. He stood still for a moment!

He observed almost everything from the mutilated and tattered skeletons to the resurrected undead elite mini-bosses.

And the Necromancer Ryan on the opposite side didn't do much.

Why did he say he didn't do much? Because he seemed to be competing with Dumbledore, but in fact he was secretly controlling the fog and the dark sky, gathering more skeletons to strengthen the undead.

As long as it is under this sky and in the thick fog, the various attributes and abilities of the undead can be enhanced. Even if it is slightly injured, such as a broken arm or leg, it can be easily picked up and reattached.

Even the twenty or thirty dementors in the sky were haunted by twenty or so resentful spirits.

Neither of them could do anything to the other, they just became a mess in the sky.

In this case, the wizards fought fiercely at first and felt that they were suppressed by firepower. But two or three minutes passed, and the undead souls were still alive and kicking, full of energy.

In the surrounding woods, there are still two or three white skeletons emerging from behind the trees. Although five or six of them can fall down with one spell, they can get up again quickly.

In this case, the wizard soon began to fall into a disadvantage.

They were inexperienced in fighting against such well-prepared forces of the undead, so they became fierce!

The wizards began to sweat on the tips of their noses. Although their magic power was still sufficient, their hearts were much more stressed, and the consumption of physical strength and magic power began to increase.

The smile on Ryan's lips grew bigger and bigger. Although these wizards were good in strength, since they fell into their own trap, their defeat was only a matter of time.

When the time comes to resurrect these wizards, their strength will increase by leaps and bounds!

However, these wizards have a kind of teleportation magic that requires very short preparation time. I have seen it before when I was hunted down, so I can't push them into a desperate situation yet.

Let your dark canopy work first, then wait a while for the magic of death to fill the woods and seal off the space!

That's when they will die! Jiejiejie~

However, just as he was thinking about his plan, Dumbledore made a move!

"Calling God to Guard~"

The strange-looking Elder Wand in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and the light was more than ten times brighter than before!

For a moment, the entire battlefield was a brilliant white, and no one could see clearly.

A silver-white phoenix flew out from the top of his wand, dragging its silver-white tail light, and circled the entire battlefield in an elegant but rapid manner.

At this moment, at least three to four hundred of the weakest and mutilated skeletons on the scene fell to the ground and turned into withered bones.

A few of the resentful spirits in the sky died in an instant, and even the dementors were flying around in pain, covered in white smoke, and disappeared in an instant.

After all, dementors still have some physical entities, which are more resistant to them than pure incorporeal wraiths.

The patron saint phoenix circled in the sky several times, and the undead suddenly felt three points shorter. Even the small bosses felt suppressed.

The next moment, there was a soft "bang", and the phoenix Fawkes appeared above Dumbledore.

Dumbledore waved the magic spell again: "Vulcan clears the way!"

The temperature nearby suddenly jumped up, and a huge tongue of flame covering a width of five or six meters appeared. Fox gave a clear cry and suddenly got into the flames. The entire flame turned into a flaming phoenix more than ten meters long. , rushing towards those small bosses and Ryan further behind!

If you don't take action, that's it. Once you do, it will be a big scene!

At this moment, Ryan's heart suddenly tightened: He is no match! Quite a difference!

However, he won't back down.

It’s not like he hasn’t killed enemies who are stronger than him. war!

As soon as the battle between the two of them started, everyone else on the battlefield was forced to cease fighting and retreat a hundred meters away.

Fox controlled Dumbledore's Vulcan flames and wiped away all the skeletons and undead on the battlefield, and several minor bosses who were not very bright were also reduced to ashes.

Snape also took the opportunity to kill two of them, and then directly pocketed the corpses - this was his trophy~



Ryan definitely has many methods, and they are powerful.

The ground surged, and dozens or hundreds of rock thorns one or two meters long penetrated from the ground, surrounding Dumbledore from all directions.

At the same time, dozens of bone spears appeared in the air and shot down from the sky. Attacks from all directions were formed from heaven and earth.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, was just a circle of wands with the tip slightly drooping. The ground suddenly rose up, and a bipedal flying dragon transformed from mud and rock suddenly appeared.

The bipedal flying dragon dived on the ground, sweeping away all the ground thorns, and then suddenly lifted up, blocking all the bone spears. Then turned around and rushed towards Ryan...

The earth magic was easily cracked by the other party, and the evil mutation was completely unable to affect the other party - Dumbledore was a master of transfiguration and a legendary wizard!

The opponent couldn't be sucked in by absorbing the soul, but instead he was chased and forced by the opponent using giant tree men transformed from several fallen trees...

Even if Ryan thought that someone on the other side was stronger than him, he never thought that he would be so strong!

After the final fatal attack - the Finger of Death, the opponent apparated past him and killed only a dozen giant trees in the Forbidden Forest, Ryan wanted to run away.

But Dumbledore observed the battlefield for nearly ten minutes, not only observing these undead creatures, but also sensing and analyzing the opponent's large-scale magic.

Just as Ryan tried to block the apparation of the wizards, Dumbledore also secretly made preparations. Together with the magic circle, it directly cut off Ryan's hope of escaping!



"died?"

"we won?"

"We win! We win!"

Even the battle-hardened Aurors couldn't help but cheer at this time.

Only then did they realize that their wizard robes were almost soaked with sweat.

When the battlefield ends here, the darkness subsides and the thick fog dissipates.

It was just afternoon, and the sun was just a little westward.

Professor McGonagall received Ted's letter immediately, and her expression suddenly turned ugly, and she almost started to tremble: The hateful enemy actually took the opportunity to attack the school, if... if...

Thinking of the worst possibility, Professor McGonagall's vision went dark. With a flick of his wand, he apparated back to the school gate and hurried inside.

Fortunately, everything is fine. Fortunately.

At night, Dumbledore sat in the principal's office with no intention of sleeping.

Although we have searched the Forbidden Forest seven or eight times with a large number of wizards from the Ministry of Magic, we have confirmed that there is not a single undead left.

But he always felt something was wrong.

Such a cunning enemy died so easily?

I don't know if the good student Voldemort gave him some post-traumatic stress disorder.

At this time, a big bird, holding a weakly beating black heart in its mouth, was crossing the strait and flying towards Europe!

Before the battle started, Ryan had already taken out his heart and used the undead bird to take it away...

Dumbledore was right to be vigilant!

(End of chapter)