Hogwarts Summoning Guide

Huang Chenghua brought nearly twenty mages from the Execution Department, who also appeared in phantom form near Yan Nishuang. The two groups immediately surrounded Fujiwara Ichiura in the middle, but the other party only raised an eyebrow and did not seem to be afraid.

As per procedure, Huang Chenghua had to shout a few words first. He cast a loud incantation on himself and shouted at Fujiwara Ichiura, "Fujiwara Ichiura! You are surrounded by the Executive Department of the Eastern Magic Management Committee! Surrender immediately! Surrender immediately!"

As Huang Chenghua shouted, four monks dispersed and released an interference barrier over the entire cemetery.

"Captain... the Execution Department has interfered with the space around here, so we can't use Apparition anymore!" Zhuo Bi whispered to Bai Lin.

Bai Lin nodded. Unlike ordinary people, mages are not easy to escape once surrounded. Mages can use Phantom Teleportation to escape at any time. Even without a specific destination, releasing random teleportation makes it easy to evade law enforcement.

However, without teleportation, one's own mage will be greatly affected during battle, and many unexpected tactics will be wasted.

Fujiwara Ichiura flicked the brush in his hand, and the magic circle in front of him was completed. Immediately, the bloodstains floating in front of him began to emit a faint red light and began to rotate.

"It seems he has already completed the magic circle..." Yuxi suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Watch out for which shikigami monsters, I'll deal with that neon mage," Bai Lin whispered. The longhorn dragon landed beside him, ready to attack at any moment, while Qi Qi made a gesture, summoning a sphinx from the encyclopedia and climbing onto its back.

Fujiwara Ichiura, however, remained completely unfazed. But once the magic circle in his hand was complete, he visibly relaxed, turning to laugh loudly, "A bunch of lowly minions dare challenge me! Go! Kill them all!"

At Fujiwara Ichiura's command, the various ghosts and monsters around them let out a series of strange cries and charged toward the groups on both sides.

Leading the charge on Bai Lin's side was a tall, one-horned monster, whose encyclopedia entry identifies it as "Jian Yue," a mid-level shikigami. It appeared powerful and wielded a spiked club over two meters long.

Following them were two smaller demons, one red and one yellow, whose appearances were similar to those of Mikoshi. They were called "Red Demon" and "Mountain Spirit".

The longhorned dragon roared excitedly and charged ahead. In its eyes, these monsters that rushed over were just there to deliver their heads. But it had only taken a few steps when a neon-shaped katana flew down from the sky and stabbed straight down at the top of the longhorned dragon's head. The move was somewhat similar to Yan Nishuang's "Spring Thunder on Dry Land" earlier.

Bai Lin rushed over with the longhorned dragon. When he saw the flying katana, he quickly pointed to the sky. The longhorned dragon was no fool. It raised its slightly golden horn and slashed the katana hard.

The katana was swept away, spun a few times in the air, and landed in the hand of a woman dressed in a gorgeous kimono.

Enemy Shikigami Detected – Yoto Hime, Threat Level: 7. She looks like a very powerful yokai.

Bai Lin looked up and saw that a small notch had been cut into the extremely hard horn of the longhorn dragon, which showed how sharp the opponent's katana was.

"Captain! Hand him over to me!" Zhuo Bi rushed to Bai Lin's side and said. As he spoke, two mirrors appeared beside him and instantly transformed into Zhuo Bi's appearance. Bai Lin knew that Zhuo Bi was about to release his mirror domain, just like the mirror space that had pulled him into when they first met. If it weren't for Finis's help, Bai Lin would have almost been caught in it.

Bai Lin nodded. Although Zhuo Bi didn't make many moves and was often affected by his opponents' spells before he could cast spatial spells, he trusted Zhuo Bi completely. Given enough room to maneuver, Zhuo Bi would definitely be a powerful helper.

Just as Jian Yue was about to rush in front of everyone, Qi Qi had already stood in front of him on her Sphinx. Facing the giant monster that was more than three meters tall, Qi Qi was not afraid at all. Using the Sphinx's jumping power, she slashed fiercely at Jian Yue's neck.

Bai Lin saw that Qi Qi was surrounded by light blue protective magic. Without a doubt, You Qian and Qi Qi had formed a natural combat combination. Qi Qi charged into battle, while You Qian cast protective and healing spells on her.

Bai Lin pointed at Fujiwara Ichiura ahead, and the longhorned dragon roared and took flight. Bai Lin leaped high and grabbed the longhorned dragon's claws just like he had grabbed the thunderbird that day, and was carried into the air by it.

On the other side of the field, various ghosts and monsters clashed with the execution team. At this point, Yan Nishuang's spells and talismans were far more powerful than those of ordinary mages.

Ordinary mages wave their wands, casting "Stun" or "Petrification" spells on charging ghosts. Usually, it takes three or four mages casting spells simultaneously to defeat a ghost with a threat level of 34. However, Yan Nishuang's Demon-Slaying Sword displayed incredible power. When dealing with ghosts, Yan Nishuang abandoned her usual gentleness and showed no mercy. In a single exchange, she cleaved two half-beast-like ghosts in two, and the ghosts turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Nishuang killed four ghosts. Finally, she swung her sword, but it was blocked by a large blade. It was the Yaksha ghost that had blocked her Spring Thunder in Dry Land earlier.

The Yaksha demon possessed immense strength and exceptional swordsmanship. With each move, it not only neutralized Yan Nishuang's sword techniques but also launched counterattacks, leaving Yan Nishuang helpless and unable to break free as she was tightly entangled by the Yaksha demon.

Standing in the center of the battle, Fujiwara Ichiura grinned sinisterly and said, "Eastern magic is no match for the magic of my great Japanese shikigami!"

Nothing was more conspicuous than the longhorned dragon. Fujiwara Ichiura grinned and pushed the flying white dragon and the longhorned dragon. The white dragon seemed to see an ancient book that was faintly visible in his hand. Then, a large snake with a rooster's comb emerged from the ancient book and flew straight towards the white dragon under the longhorned dragon.

Although Bai Lin was shocked, he remained fearless. When the giant serpent was right in front of him, he suddenly swung out his right hand and shouted, "Summon the Fist of Orgrimmar!"

Aug's enormous arm emerged near Bai Lin's shoulder. This time, instead of using his fist, Aug used his palm, which was as big as a small round table, to grab the serpent's neck. Just as Fujiwara Ichiura raised an eyebrow, seemingly expecting a follow-up move, Bai Lin flung the serpent's body upwards. The serpent's body was immediately bitten by the longhorned dragon, and no matter how the serpent twisted its body, the longhorned dragon did not let go.

Bai Lin loosened his grip on the longhorn dragon's claw, but Aug's hand did not loosen its grip on the serpent's neck. Instead, he used it as a rope and jumped down from the air.

As expected, Aug's massive hand and the giant mouth of the longhorn dragon tore the serpent in two, turning it into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Bai Lin landed not far from Fujiwara Ichiura. Fujiwara Ichiura smiled at him, and upon closer inspection, it was clear that Fujiwara Ichiura not only had a huge scar on his neck, but his face was also covered in various small scars. His smile was uglier than a cry, and it also exuded a sense of evil and madness.

"Ha, your opponent isn't me... it's him!" Fujiwara Ichiura said with a laugh.

Bai Lin didn't intend to give him time to waste. He rushed forward and delivered a heavy punch. His left hand was not idle either, as dense death energy condensed in his palm. In the cemetery, nothing was more powerful than the entanglement of death.

However, Aug's heavy punch was blocked by an invisible barrier, and the recoil even caused Aug's arm to suffer a serious injury. Bai Lin had no choice but to disperse Aug's arm and withdraw it.

Fortunately, under the immense power of Aug, the barrier shattered like glass. However, before Bai Lin's Death Coil could fully form, a hand had already emerged from the shallow earthen grave on the ground, creating an extremely bizarre scene.

Fujiwara Ichiura grinned maliciously and stepped aside. With a loud bang, the small earthen mound exploded like a landmine, and a pale-faced boy dressed in a burial shroud jumped out of the mound. He looked to be just over ten years old.

Although the boy was thin, he had an arrogant expression. He coldly glanced at the chaotic and noisy scene, and first bowed to Fujiwara Ichiura, saying, "Master..."

"Sun Xueli! You actually betrayed your country and killed your own parents, ancestors and brothers!" Bai Lin shouted as he tried to think of a solution and gathered his magic power, hoping to buy some time for Yan Nishuang and his teammates.

Sun Xueli remained expressionless and coldly replied, "I don't understand any of this. I only know that I'll be good to those who are good to me, and I'll kill those who are bad to me..."

"What about the teachers and classmates at the orphanage? What about the tourists on the cruise ship? Did they treat you badly too?" Bai Lin said sternly.

"They...they were merely aids on my great journey, and I have allowed them to rest in peace without pain..." Sun Xueli said this as if it were the most natural thing in the world, with a self-affirmation that he had been very kind.

Bai Lin was speechless. Once a child of this age is successfully brainwashed, nothing could sway his mind. Bai Lin glanced at the battle situation on both sides out of the corner of his eye. Zhuo Bi had successfully pulled Yao Dao Ji into his mirror space. In that space, Zhuo Bi could only rely on himself; no one else could help. Meanwhile, Qi Qi was fighting three against one, using her agile skills to battle Jian Yue, Chi Gui, and the mountain spirit. She was extremely brave and held her own. The Execution Department mages on the opposite side were also gradually stabilizing the battle.

Bai Lin knew he couldn't delay any longer. The longhorned dragon took the lead and pounced on Sun Xueli, spewing a mouthful of dragon fire at Sun Xueli's head from nearly ten meters away.

Meanwhile, Bai Lin's Death Coil, which was close to the flames of the Longhorn Dragon, flew directly toward Fujiwara Ichiura.

Seeing the dragon flames rushing towards him, Sun Xueli's body suddenly exploded into a cloud of black mist. The dragon flames spewed into the black mist, and many black particles scattered in all directions. However, after the longhorn dragon finished spewing its dragon flames, the black mist gathered together again and formed Sun Xueli's body.

"It's useless... I've already merged with the demonic energy..." Sun Xueli said calmly. As he spoke, the dark green death entanglement slammed into Fujiwara Ichiura's front.

Fujiwara Ichiura snorted coldly, reached into his robes and pulled out a round fan. Without any apparent movement, a painting suddenly unfolded before him, seemingly depicting flowers and birds. It was quite beautiful. A large, death-bound skull slammed into the painting, exploding like a rocket. Dark green death energy scattered in all directions, but it failed to harm Fujiwara Ichiura in the slightest.

These two guys have a variety of tricks up their sleeves, and Bai Lin didn't know how to deal with them for a while. Moreover, when Fujiwara Ichiura was summoning his shikigami, the ancient book that was faintly visible in his hand made Bai Lin very nervous. The book was somewhat similar to his own summoning encyclopedia. Could it be that Fujiwara Ichiura was also a messenger of the gods who had traveled from another time?

Although Bai Lin was shocked, he also thought that if Fujiwara Ichiura's summoning encyclopedia was also used to seal various Japanese monsters, then summoning so many shikigami at once would not be without any consumption. With his more than 100 points of magic power, he would feel very tired if he summoned the Longhorn Dragon, Thunder Bird and the Fist of Aug in succession. Therefore, there was no reason for Fujiwara Ichiura to still be so energetic. It was very likely that he was only outwardly strong but inwardly weak. In that case, the real enemy should only be Sun Xueli.

Bai Lin waved his hand, and the long-horned dragon viciously pounced on Fujiwara Ichiura, while he himself drew the Jade-Handled Dragon and rushed swiftly towards Sun Xueli.

Sun Xueli was only a little over 1.4 meters tall, which was a short stature in front of Bai Lin, but the inner demon energy on his body gradually swirled into the shape of a strong man and stood behind him.

Surprisingly, Bai Lin managed to close the distance and slashed at Sun Xueli's neck with his sword. Sun Xueli didn't move at all. The burly man behind him, formed from demonic energy, somehow drew a black longsword and slashed at Bai Lin's neck. His sword was longer and wider, forcing Bai Lin to change his move and dodge, not daring to exchange blows with Sun Xueli.

"These are my brothers. They all voluntarily offered their souls to help me on my great journey..." Sun Xueli said coldly.

"What kind of bullshit journey is this! You don't even spare your closest relatives!" Bai Lin shouted as he made his move.

"You are all mortals... I forgive your ignorance... Soon, the evil spirits from outer space will return from the sea, bringing with them a powerful force that humanity cannot resist... At that time, I will be the god of humanity, and you will be nothing more than clowns!" Sun Xueli's words were truly shocking.

"WTF! You're an Awakened One?" Others might not understand this, but how could Bai Lin not understand? This was clearly a cruel reality that only an Awakened One would know. In order to resist the invasion of the Old Ones, Bai Lin guessed that Awakened Ones might appear in various countries around the world, and there might even be other messengers of the gods. Otherwise, how could Bai Lin's emergency team guarantee global safety? But he never expected that the Awakened One here would be a murderous demon king.

"An Awakener?" Regardless of the fierce exchange of swords between the demonic strongman behind him and Bai Lin, Sun Xueli crossed his arms and seemed to be deep in thought. There was a large, dark hole in his chest where his heart had been burned, but now it seemed to have been replaced with a new heart brought by Fujiwara Ichiura.