Hogwarts Summoning Guide

Bai Lin had already taken off, urging the power of chaos to fly forward at top speed. His will barrier formed a solid barrier in front of him, which would knock aside any living being or soul. He was almost in a deserted place. Even Fujiwara Eko's shikigami couldn't keep up with Bai Lin's pace at all, and Bai Lin's figure disappeared from sight in an instant.

Gracua's octopus eyes were fixed on the entrance. He sensed the enemy approaching at high speed, but he was not worried. Although the opponent was quite strong, he was still just a human. Humans have limits. As long as he was within the domain he had set up, he was invincible.

Without any visible movement from Grakua, and perhaps unnoticed by anyone, a pool of black water emerged from beneath his feet and rapidly spread outwards. Within seconds, the area spanning hundreds of meters was completely covered by this black water.

Before the ogres, stunned by Gracua's spiritual power, could react, the black water on the ground surged up their limbs and covered their entire bodies in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, these pitch-black ogres let out terrifying growls and charged toward the entrance one after another. Each ogre had long khatbins protruding from its back, the tips of which emitted a sharp light.

Bai Lin saw that the stone path ahead had ended, and behind a stone cave that seemed to have been blasted open by magic, there appeared to be a rather open space. The battle that shook the ground had taken place in that space.

As he shot out of the entrance like an arrow, he realized that he was surrounded by at least two or three hundred black-bodied ogres, who charged at him like a pack of wolves that hadn't eaten for three days.

"Geraqua!" Bai Lin shouted as he spotted the octopus-headed monster behind the army of ogres. This was the first time he had faced Geraqua in person, the second demon king in the prophecy, his destined nemesis.

Gracchus's body originated from Grindelwald, who was imprisoned in the tower, but it no longer resembled a human. His enormous octopus head was covered with eyeballs, and disgusting slime dripped from the writhing tentacles around his head. It was unclear how much human tissue remained beneath his wide yellow robe.

"Black Ice Storm!"

Seeing that the trolls' kagune was about to crash into the barrier of his will, Bai Lin unleashed a burst of intense chaotic elemental energy and magical power. The dense ice element was enveloped by the chaotic purple-black power, forming countless sharp blades that spread outwards like a sandstorm.

With the Snow Maiden's "Frost Affinity," Bai Lin can now instantly fuse ice elements with chaotic power, increasing its power and range several times over. If combined with Apparition, he is practically a human missile.

At least thirty trolls were the first to be hit, pierced by the ice blades. The shockwave from the black ice storm cleared a ten-meter radius around Bai Lin, and the trolls scattered like trash swept away by a broom.

Bai Lin drew his jade-handled dragon and charged into the densest area of ​​ogres. He had seen clearly that while the black ice storm was indeed incredibly powerful, these ogres were covered by a layer of black substance, which greatly enhanced their defense. Even if the ice blades pierced them, the black substance was as sticky and tough as asphalt or rubber, so it could not cause fatal damage to the ogres. He could only fight at close range.

Having gone through countless battles, large and small, in the fragments of history, and finally the reward of the "Riding the Wind Sword Technique," Bai Lin's sword swings were now as fast as a phantom. Not only was his speed comparable to that of the Demon Blade Princess in the battle, but his power was even greater. At this point, he no longer needed any elaborate moves. With just a simple horizontal slash into the horde of ogres, his sword energy had already cleaved everything within a ten-meter radius in two.

Bai Lin has made several revolutionary improvements in his understanding of sword energy:

At first, I wanted to be able to actively release sword energy, instead of having to fight for half a day every time and rely on luck to find inspiration before I could unleash a single sword strike;

Later, he wanted to cultivate his sword aura to a wider range, like the sword aura that Minamoto no Yorimitsu used to split open the city gate, which could easily reach twenty or thirty meters.

Now, having returned to simplicity, not only can sword energy be used with ease, but the killing area has also been compressed to within ten meters. Although the range has not increased but decreased, the power is incomparable. Unless the opponent has chaotic power or AT field protection, they will all be cut in two with one stroke.

Of course, the reborn jade-handled dragon is also very important; without exceptional quality, how could an ordinary sword withstand such strong power?

Seeing Bai Lin sweep away the ogres he had enhanced with secret techniques into pieces like autumn leaves in the wind, Grakua finally realized that the person in front of him was not an ordinary human. The mental fluctuations of this human seemed familiar, as if he had felt them before in the battle at the bottom of the sea.

He knew that his opponent wanted a quick victory. The domain of the ancient gods would slowly erode human reason. Even if he had some divinely bestowed treasure, he probably wouldn't have much SAN value left by the time he got here.

Grakua didn't make any move, but the tentacles around his head danced wildly as if he had gone mad. He had gathered a fierce stream of mental energy and poured it into Bai Lin.

Bai Lin flipped over and slashed diagonally, his movements as smooth as flowing water, possessing a certain Eastern aesthetic beauty. Sword energy followed, once again slicing more than ten pitch-black ogres into pieces.

But at that moment, it felt as if he had been hit hard on the back of the head with a sledgehammer, and countless terrifying thoughts, like thousands of tiny snakes, surged into his mind.

He had suffered numerous mental attacks, from Father Hastur in Cairo prison to the witch hunt dream of the war messenger Asatl, and then to the large-scale mental attack he suffered at the bottom of the sea from Zemers. He thought he was well prepared and capable of fighting back, but today's wave of mental suppression was unprecedentedly fierce and intense. For a moment, he felt as if he had lost his will and control over his body and mind.

He absolutely cannot be dragged into the dream by Gracuya, otherwise he will automatically dismantle his will barrier and disordered elemental energy, and be bitten to pieces by these ogres in an instant.

Bai Lin's seven orifices were forced to bleed profusely by this spiritual power and his own will to resist. He forcefully plunged his sword into the rock at his feet to steady himself.

"Horned Dragon! Thunderbird! ...Everyone who can come out, come out and help!" With his remaining consciousness, Bai Lin frantically issued commands to the summoning encyclopedia. In the blink of an eye, all the summoned beasts rushed out of the encyclopedia space, each displaying their unique abilities to block the trolls' siege for Bai Lin. Even when their bodies were pierced directly by the trolls' kagune, they did not retreat until the encyclopedia system determined their death and automatically returned them to the space.

"Damn it, how is this guy so strong!" Bai Lin cursed inwardly. He knew this wasn't a solution. Even if Catherine and Lulu dealt with the mages and ghosts of the Ship of Light, they would just be easy prey if they came over. Grakua's mental power was incredibly strong. If they concentrated their strength to deal with one or two people, their meager power of order couldn't withstand it.

Just then, a message popped up in the team chat: "Brother Shiro! Hang in there! This monster must have a weakness! It must have something it's terrified of!"