Hogwarts Summoning Guide

Surrounded by seven or eight Yin soldiers, Bai Lin had already exerted all his strength, but he was still in grave danger. The Yin soldier formation was named as such, and it emphasized seamless coordination and mutual support in offense and defense. With each new Yin soldier entering the battle, Bai Lin immediately felt the pressure of offense and defense increase significantly.

If it weren't for the barrier of willpower protecting him, Bai Lin would have lost at least two or three lives in just a short time. Although his katana would also cause damage when it struck the Yin soldiers, the wounds that almost cleaved half of the Yin soldiers' bodies had almost no effect on their movements, as if the wounds only had an appearance and no actual effect.

"These ghost soldiers cannot be judged by ordinary standards... We need to find their weaknesses..." Bai Lin's mind was racing as he drew his sword, occasionally throwing out ice magic and thunderbolts, but the damage to the ghost soldiers was very limited, at most hindering their movements.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Lin clashed with the Yin soldiers' weapons more than ten times. His keen eyes had already noticed that the sword known as "the greatest sword of the Heian period," Dojigiri Yasutsuna, was now riddled with nicks and chips, while the Yin soldiers' broken weapons remained unblemished, as if Yasutsuna's physical impact had no effect on them.

The Thunderbird above let out a miserable cry as it was pierced through the chest and abdomen by a hail of arrows from the Yin soldiers. Seeing that it was about to die, it could only turn into a burst of light and return to the system. The Longhorn Dragon was not faring much better. It was larger in size, but its skin was thicker. Although it was hit by more than ten arrows, it still stood up and fought bravely.

Zhuan Yu and Xue Nu worked together to successfully trap two Yin soldiers, but that was all they could do. They were being chased by a small squad of five Yin soldiers and had no chance to fight back.

"Damn it, I'm wrong! These ghost soldiers only look like they're using physical attacks; in reality, they're just like Dementors!" Bai Lin suddenly realized the truth.

"Call upon the Gods to Protect!" Bai Lin retreated rapidly, then pointed with all his might towards the direction where the Yin soldiers were most concentrated, summoning his proudest ultimate move. Golden guardian power surged from his fingertips, instantly forming a huge golden eagle owl.

Bai Lin soared into the air, just as he had done during his final battle with Voldemort, and flew into the body of the Calling Owl, merging with it. The Calling Owl is, in essence, a highly subjective power; more precisely, its source is the happy memories within people's hearts, the power of emotions. This is a unique power system in the Harry Potter world, different from traditional magic systems and the chaotic order systems Bai Lin was familiar with.

Bai Lin felt a wonderful and exhilarating feeling well up inside him, and many beautiful memories flooded his mind. These memories were so precious that they not only gave Bai Lin almost unlimited emotional strength, but also reignited his fighting spirit.

The eagle-like creature charged through the barrage of arrows fired by the ghostly soldiers, shattering each arrow, sharp enough to pierce stone and transmit metal, into countless fragments. The ghostly soldiers, without flinching, swiftly formed ranks, with those wielding tattered shields at the front, followed closely by spearmen, and swordsmen flanking them. Bai Lin gritted his teeth and charged fiercely into the ranks.

The Divine Owl let out a deafening cry, and like a golden meteorite, it crashed heavily into the Yin Soldier Formation.

As the saying goes, "one thing subdues another," and wherever the giant golden eagle's body went, the Yin soldiers, who were originally indestructible, were instantly turned into mud bricks. Broken armor and weapons flew everywhere, and fragmented bones were scattered all over the ground. The Yin soldier formation shattered instantly.

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"Oh!" Although Yama, the old woman on the altar, kept her eyes closed, the energy of the Four Saints' blood and the Emperor's nectar drifting down from the air continued to flow into her mouth and nose. However, she was clearly affected by the immense destructive power of the Divine Owl. The Yin Soldier Formation was her trump card, brought from the Land of the Underworld. She had thought it would be invincible in the mortal realm, and that no matter how many troops Minamoto no Yorimitsu brought, they couldn't shake its protection. Yet now, it had been shattered in a single move by a mere mortal.

"It seems we can't wait any longer..." Granny Yan murmured. With a wave of her arms, she suddenly opened her eyes, and a black line shot out from her forehead, as if splitting the space-time in front of her in two. Thick black smoke billowed out from nowhere, instantly enveloping the entire altar.

An invisible pressure emanated from Granny Yan, spreading outwards like a mountain, a tsunami, or a flood. Bai Lin wanted to press on and rush over to interrupt Granny Yan's spell, but he was pushed back more than ten meters by this pressure.

Bai Lin wasn't too surprised yet, but far away outside the palace wall, Yu Zaoqian, who was being entangled by Song Quan, was horrified. She looked at the black line rising high in the direction of the altar as if she had seen a ghost.

"Stop them!" Tamamo-no-Mae screamed like a shrew, completely losing her former empressly grace and charming figure. Her once stunningly beautiful face instantly turned ferocious and terrifying.

Yaodao-hime responded in a low voice, activated Inch Step again, and cleaved Song Quan, who was rushing towards Tamamo-no-Mae, away with a single slash. But immediately afterward, Catherine's sword energy enveloped her.

"Sword of Heaven!" Catherine shouted, and instantly the clouds in the sky shimmered with golden light. Dozens of beams of light descended from the sky, piercing straight around the Demon Sword Princess. If Bai Lin were present, he would definitely recognize this as the move that Lulu had used in her battle against the war messenger Asatel. However, Lulu could only summon one giant sword back then, while Catherine could summon at least fifty giant swords to cover both the Demon Sword Princess and Tamamo-no-Mae with a barrage of attacks.

Tamamo-no-Mae twisted her body, about to fly away, but found that her body was being held back by an invisible force, and she was unable to use magic to escape the range of the Heavenly Sword.

Catherine's eyes were sharp. In the battle just now, she had set up many invisible beacons of order around her, forming a "lawful domain" that restricted skills that used different power systems, including Tamamo-no-Mae's sorcery.

Bai Lin watched as the black line slowly formed a spacetime passage in the thick black smoke. Even a fool could see that Granny Yan had already shaken off Tamamo-no-Mae and opened the Gate of the Underworld ahead of time.

A major world event, the Gates of the Underworld, has been detected in historical fragments.

Clues to the source of chaos were detected; Izanami's grief.

Bai Lin glanced at the system interface. Although he had no interest in reading the long explanations provided by the system, the two short lines of prompts on the interface made him feel somewhat lost.

He had been in this historical fragment for almost 60 days, almost as if he had been reborn, but his purpose for this trip—the source of chaos—remained a mystery. He hoped that today's battle would give him the answer, and indeed, as he expected, the Gate of the Underworld was connected to the source of chaos. However, the brief "Izanami's Lament" was still ineffective information. For a moment, Bai Lin couldn't decide whether he should stop the Gate of the Underworld from opening or let it open and obtain more information from it.