Hogwarts Ordnance Manual

"Wind Talisman!" Old Pan was like Doraemon. He had no idea how many talismans were hidden in his pocket. He roared, and threw the yellow talisman in his hand into the air. It burned to ashes instantly, followed by a strong wind. It blew in and scattered the thick fog in front of the waiting hall.

Dudley quickened his pace, stepped forward and kicked open the door of the waiting hall, and a rotten smell suddenly hit his face.

The seats in the waiting hall were pushed to both sides and piled up in a mess.There are at least twelve or thirteen corpses in various costumes neatly placed in the waiting hall. At first glance, it can be seen that most of them are bounty hunters who come to Hogsmeade to join the fun, and there are also two uniformed station workers. personnel.

In the center of these corpses, a figure wearing a black silk robe was sitting upright with his eyes closed.

The man's appearance was very ordinary, the kind that would never be found on the streets of London, but his skin was as pale as a dementor's and covered with black spots, like a rotting corpse soaked in water.

"Sumantel, it's you indeed!" Yan Shuang said sternly. She recognized the other party's identity. Dudley had never heard her be so serious before, as if she had a blood feud with the other party.

Old Pan, who was standing next to Dudley, whispered: "This guy killed many people in the East more than 60 years ago..."

The Soul Exorcist seemed to have woken up from a dream, and when he saw this large group of people, he actually grinned.

"So many lost lambs...you bring nourishment for eternal life..."

Yan Shuang and Blake couldn't understand what Sumantel said at all. Old Pan quickly said: "Cover your ears, that is the language of the devil..."

In fact, only Dudley could tell that Sumantel was speaking the language of the Wasteland, and it was the official language of the Magic Empire Byres.

However, these words were not directed at them. Suddenly, the "corpses" on the ground began to tremble, and pairs of eyes with pupils that turned white suddenly opened. Dots of starry soul particles, visible to the naked eye, emerged from the "corpses". " was pulled out of the mouth and nose, and slowly gathered around Sumantel.

These soul particles actually added a few more black ribbons to Sumantel's gorgeous robe. His robe was like a black gemstone, emitting a deep shimmer, making it look like it was anything but ordinary.

"Look at the arrow!" Bain was too lazy to talk too much with the opponent. He shouted, bent the bow and drew the arrow in one go, and the arrow wrapped with natural energy in his hand flew towards Sumantel's head and face.Other centaurs also bent their bows.

For a moment, six sharp arrows arrived one after another, but Sumantel didn't even look at it. He waved his hand casually, and an invisible wall of air blocked him. Even though the arrows carried natural energy, they still couldn't move. Being blocked by this shield, it was like being shot on hard granite. The arrow suddenly shattered and the arrow shaft scattered in all directions.

"There are many kinds of power...sunlight, heat, magic, soul...everything in the world has its own power...and your power is ridiculously weak compared to mine..." Sumantel didn't worry. Not slow and authentic.

He waved his hand as dry as bones, and suddenly, a green shadow emerged from the darkness beside the centaurs, and suddenly jumped into the middle of the centaurs. A series of screams were heard, and the two centaurs had already fallen to the ground. In a pool of blood, Bain and another centaur also suffered long wounds on their shoulders and backs.

It was an ethereal spirit holding a scimitar, but it was not wearing a robe like a dementor, but a broken armor.

Next to Yan Shuang on the other side, the same green shadow rushed out from the crack in the wall, and the scimitar in his hand was pointed directly at Yan Shuang's neck.

Yan Shuang's reaction was not unpleasant. The wand in her hand flashed a blue light. The virtual figure seemed to have rushed into a swimming pool, and its movement was slowed down by half in the blue light. Although it did not hit Yan Shuang, it was very With a quick change of moves, he knocked the nearest masked wizard to the ground.

"Bang bang bang!" Dudley was horrified. He didn't expect that there were two ethereal spirits ambushing Sumantel. As the saying goes, catch the thief first and catch the king first. He gritted his teeth and his arm turned into an assault rifle. While charging, he fired a burst of fire at Sumantel.

The bullet hit the invisible defensive shield in the air in front of Sumantel, like beans fried in an iron pot, splashing out sparks.

"A very special power... When your soul belongs to me, I will study you carefully..." Sumante said expressionlessly.

However, Dudley had no intention of using AK to achieve any results. Instead, he successfully attracted Sumantel's attention and prevented him from focusing his attack on Yan Shuang or Bain. Although the two ethereal spirits were very strong, Yan Shuang's Shuang and Blake are both very powerful, and Old Pan, who is carrying the Eastern Talisman, should be able to deal with it for a while. His task is to hold back the big boss, and even find an opportunity to counterattack.

When Sumantel waved, Dudley, who was nearly ten meters away, felt that he suddenly lost control of his body, which showed how powerful Sumantel's telepathy was.

Dudley's soul armor skill was triggered, and a repulsive force burst out from his mind, but he still pretended to be controlled by telekinesis and flew in front of Sumantel.

He finally saw Sumantel's face clearly. It was a combination of a zombie and a dementor. His eye sockets were no longer human eyeballs, but two groups of unknown substances forming two whirlpools. pupil.

Sumantel smiled evilly, as if he had seen the cruel scene of Dudley's soul being pulled out. He licked his lips as if he wanted to taste a delicious meal.

But Dudley said suddenly: "Does His Majesty the Emperor of Byres know that you are here?"

He was also speaking the language of the Wasteland Continent, but he was just playing around with it. Unexpectedly, Sumantel was really startled and his telekinesis was weakened. Dudley took the opportunity to fall from the air and clenched his right hand into a fist. He leaned close to Sumantel’s body and shouted, “Amulet!”

Dudley didn't know what kind of power system the demon hunter's skills came from. It was another burst of energy between telepathy and physical airflow, like the effect of some kind of force field, but it was still very useful to possessors. The powerful defensive magic seems to be very effective against enemies. It doesn't matter whether it is black magic or white magic, it is important to be able to kill the opponent.

Even Sumantel, who had been sitting in the center of the hall with a godlike presence, could not resist the overwhelming force. He was pushed far away and staggered almost hitting the back wall.

Sumantel was repelled, and the movements of the two ethereal spirits were stagnant. The silver Qingluan and the big dog rushed out of the wand again, knocking the ethereal spirits away left and right.

In just a few rounds, both the centaurs and wizards suffered heavy losses. Four brave warriors stayed in this messy waiting hall forever. The remaining people no longer cared whether they were centaurs or wizards. The two teams gathered together. Come together and face the attack of the virtual spirit together.

Void spirits are far more dangerous than dementors. Their movements are faster and their power is greater. The most important thing is that they hold long scimitars. These soul weapons are so sharp that ordinary defensive magic is ineffective. As long as they are given If they get the slightest chance, they can chop a powerful wizard into two pieces.

Yan Shuang was under tremendous pressure, unprecedented. Fighting against these monsters made her feel frustrated and unable to use her strength. Even though she had learned hundreds of spells, there were only one or two that could be used at this time.

Looking at the masked wizards who died in battle at her feet, they were the elites trained by the Yan family, and they were also in their 30s and [-]s, but they never returned to the East. Yan Shuang felt a sadness and anger welling up. This kind of sadness was unexpected. It failed to make her more powerful, but instead affected Qingluan's condensation and formation.

"My man died on the battlefield, he feels at home!" Lao Pan noticed Yan Shuang's mood and retreated to her side, saying in a deep voice.His words seemed to be filled with some kind of magic power, which actually made Yan Shuang and the remaining four wizards feel excited, and a spirit of looking back at death sprouted from their hearts.

The wizards worked hard to protect Yan Shuang in the center. Now is the time for the Eight Immortals to cross the sea and show their magical powers. Whether they can win the final victory is no longer a question for them.

"Thunderstorm bomb!"

After using the amulet to charm Sumantel, Dudley turned over, his arms transformed into double-barreled shotguns, and shot Sumantel twice in the head and face without hesitation.

This kind of close-range explosive attack can greatly consume the durability of defensive magic even if it cannot break his shield.