The Necromancer of Hogwarts

After killing Elder Leinster, Xiang Yu and his party found another way and continued towards the Terror Fort.

Without the guidance of the messenger from the Horrible Fortress, they encountered a lot of troubles along the way. Fortunately, Xiang Yu's necromancer and summoned creatures dealt with the situation and managed to pass through the outer perimeter of the Horrible Fortress without any danger and came to a huge outside of the amphitheater.

They paused for a moment before entering the large arena.

The smell of blood came from the dark corridor, and dull roars came from the depths of the arena, exuding inexplicable power.

The dragon bone staff in Xiang Yu's hand glowed red, and the dragon's aura emitted, erasing the aura emitted by the creatures deep in the arena.

A few minutes later, a door shaped by blood appeared in front of everyone.

As soon as they stepped out of the gate, malicious eyes were cast on them.

"Day Walker, Necromancer, Undead Skeleton, House Elf..."

"Ha, are the Boiling Blood Clan these bastards?"

"Did Leinster die in their hands? What a waste among wastes!"

The space in the grand arena is extremely vast, and it seems to have been expanded by space magic. Twelve huge white bone pillars with a diameter of nearly ten meters and a height of twenty meters have been erected, and they are filled with powerful vampires and werewolves. wait.

Except for the Leinster clan, the other twelve clan leaders among the thirteen clans have already arrived, standing on the giant white bone pillar and looking coldly at the people of the Boiling Blood clan.

The second-ranked leader of the Sephiroth clan sneered: "What is this big arena battle? A small miscellaneous fish mixed in among the twelve battles?"

"Let's send them off later, haha, otherwise it will be a bit out of style."

The top-ranked leader of the Blood Moon Clan looked at Xiang Yu deeply: "That necromancer is very extraordinary. The few undead creatures he summoned made me feel threatened."

At this time, a bloody halo appeared where Xiang Yu and the others were standing, with the name of the Boiling Blood Clan appearing on it.

Immediately afterwards, a rumbling vibration occurred, and a huge pillar of white bones rose from below, holding Xiang Yu and the others up into the sky, facing the other twelve clans.

Fierce glances came from all directions, seemingly treating them as weak and vulnerable prey.

At this moment, a dull bell tolled across the Colosseum, drowning out the rest of the noise.

A Terror Fort envoy spread out his huge black dragon wings and stayed in mid-air. His eyes swept across the thirteen giant white bone pillars, and finally stopped for a moment on the giant white bone pillar of the Boiling Blood Clan, and then slowly made a sound. .

"This battle in the grand arena is the same as before. Only three of the thirteen white bone pillars can be left to face the final challenge. Those who pass the final challenge will be qualified to become the master of the dragon farm."

"The more giant bone pillars you destroy, the more blessings you will receive, and the more likely you will be able to survive the final challenge."

"Fight and kill. You are all the most meritorious masters of the arena. Then bring your clan elites and show your strength in the grand arena!"

"The battle will begin in three minutes."

The bloody barrier rose, wrapping the thirteen giant white bone pillars, and all the clans began their final preparations.

The remaining twelve clan leaders all took out their clan sacred objects, and magic power began to flow through everyone's bodies, empowering everyone's fighting ability.

As for the Boiling Blood Clan, Xiang Yu frowned and took out the sacred battle flag. A ball of blood surrounded the undead terminator, giving them a certain degree of blessing.

However, the damage to the holy object war flag has not been completely repaired at all. It has only been made usable through a large amount of human blood. In addition, this sacred object was originally made for vampires. It can only be said that it is a blessing to the undead terminator. It's better than nothing, and its greater use is to resist the influence of other clans' holy objects.

When they saw this battle flag, the other clans all laughed in their eyes, and the Boiling Blood clan was already a piece of meat on the chopping board in their hearts.

In this big arena battle, all the clan leaders came here with their elites and the powerful assistants they could invite. There were at least twenty people with good fighting ability, but the Boiling Blood clan was only so big. There were two or three cats and kittens, even the holy objects were mutilated, they were just here to bring welfare.

Who will they eliminate if they don’t eliminate them in a while?

Xiang Yu looked around, feeling very comfortable.

"There are so many powerful enemies, and there are clan leaders who are close to elder-level vampires. Even if my level has been improved a lot, the experience they provide will be weakened. The accumulated experience will be enough for me to level up again." ”

"Especially their position. Now they are all restrained on the giant bone pillars, and they are still standing so densely. They are simply living targets!"

The undead terminators took out their most powerful rocket launchers, turned their direction, and aimed at those giant white bone pillars.

The two house elves were ready to snap their fingers and use magic to pull the trigger of the bazooka.

The moment the blood barrier disappears, the surrounding white bone pillars will suffer a devastating blow!

In Xiang Yu's view, when he entered the arena just now, Rune El had allowed him to see a trace of it, and Rune Ed had also strengthened his sense of undead creatures.

There are three extremely ferocious corpse dragons locked in the depths of the Coliseum. These three monsters have been nurtured by the blood river and are even more ferocious than before they were alive.

This is probably the final challenge mentioned by the messenger from the Dreadfort. The final challenge is to slay the dragon!

For Xiang Yu, the opportunity to slay the dragon is simply something he dreams of!

If these three dragons are killed, Xiang Yu's level will probably be close to level 12, and his combat power will skyrocket, and he can prepare for his second transformation.

If there is a chance to slay the dragon, how can it be possible to let others participate?

What Xiang Yu wants is nothing else but to clear the place!

As for how to clear it?

With these stationary living targets around, give them a taste of a bazooka first!

The blood-colored barrier began to flicker, and the three-minute preparation time had come to an end. Several clans simultaneously focused on the bone pillar where Xiang Yu and the others were standing, issuing threats and taunts through the blood-colored barrier.

"You'd better run away and leave the giant pillar of bones behind, and we'll spare your life."

"It's enough to come here this year to see the world. We have to fight for the dragon breeding farm, and prepare to come back in a few hundred years!"

Click, click.

Cracks appeared on the blood-colored barrier, and then at a certain moment, the blood-colored barrier shattered with a click.

A smile appeared on Xiang Yu's lips.

"fire."

Snapped!

The house elf snapped his fingers.

The triggers of the twelve rocket launchers were pulled at the same time, and the twelve flames exploded, engulfing the tops of the other twelve giant white bone pillars!

In just an instant, flames shot into the sky in the arena, and huge amounts of experience points were poured into Xiang Yu's body!