Chapter 299 Hundred-Machine War Puppet

"What's going on?" Voldemort frowned his non-existent eyebrows, "Barbarossa, your wave magic is useless?"

"This is impossible! The raging waves of the angry sea could almost defeat the defense of a small town with a hundred people in ancient times. How could it be possible that even a few transformed clones could not be eliminated-" Barbarossa was not willing to be looked down upon, and immediately He opened his mouth to retort.

"Hmph, what if that kid uses 'Invulnerability to All Evil'?" Voldemort said disdainfully.

"Invulnerability to Evil is said to be the ultimate in all defensive spells in the world. Of course it can be blocked, but does he have this time? Even if the pre-spell of Invulnerability to Evil is Merlin's resurrection, it will take at least three minutes... and from me It won't take more than a minute from the time the spell is cast until he counterattacks with that bird, right?" Barbarossa said in a cold voice without giving up.

"That's enough! Stop talking!" Morgan's pretty face turned cold and he whispered: "Speak less with your mouth and look more with your eyes. You will find that...his clones are different from just now..."

Although the strength of the three people is almost the same, both Voldemort and Barbarossa have suffered losses at the hands of Schelling, so both of them are following Morgan at the moment. After hearing Morgan's words, the two immediately stopped arguing and looked in the direction of Xuelin. Barbarossa observed for a long time, and finally discovered that although these clones were lifelike, their eyes were very dull, completely different from the agility just now, and more like...inferi.

"Hahaha..." Voldemort laughed proudly, "Shailene Malfoy, you are indeed the same as me. You are worthy of being a good disciple taught by Dumbledore. You talk about love and justice when you talk. In fact, You know no less about black magic than I do - these so-called clones behind you are actually inferi, right? They are all human weapons made from the corpses of the people you killed, but you really have enough. What a bad taste, actually turning them into your own appearance..."

Before Xie Lin could speak, Morgan spoke first. She stared at Xie Lin intently, without blinking, and whispered: "It's not the Inferi."

"How could it not be? Look at those lifeless eyes and that sickly pale complexion. Ms. Le Fay, don't forget that the person in front of you is a master of the Inferi!" Voldemort said decisively. : "The number of Inferi I have made is not one thousand but eight hundred. There is no way I can admit my mistake."

Ignoring Voldemort's boasting, Morgan stared at Xie Lin and said in a deep voice: "Undead magic is born out of alchemy. I smell a strong smell of alchemy... If I guessed correctly... this is human alchemy. ?”

Xie Lin, one of the people standing at the front, suddenly regained his sparkle in his eyes. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled, "As expected of the Dark Demon Queen, she is knowledgeable. She is much more powerful than the two idiots around you. …”

"Damn it!" Barbarossa yelled, "Are you looking for death?"

"Boy... I admit that you are strong, but don't forget that you still have parents and brothers. It's best not to fall into my hands..." Voldemort's pupils were burning with angry green flames, coldly. said.

"Human alchemy..." Morgan murmured to himself, "Unexpected, really unexpected... Even in my time, human alchemy was considered one of the highest level taboos in the wizarding world, and only madmen would study it... …I never thought that after I had been sleeping for thousands of years, someone would actually study the alchemy of the human body to this extent…”

"Although I have been sleeping, the intelligence network of the Shadow of the Dragon has never been interrupted for a thousand years. These puppets - I can clearly sense the breathing in their nostrils and the smooth flow of blood in their veins. There are also strong beatings of hearts in the chest... They are almost equivalent to the real human body! I am afraid that only the Hohenheim family in Germany can study human body alchemy to this extent."

"If I'm not mistaken," Morgan said, "was the doll from the Hohenheim family given it to you?"

A shrewd look flashed in Xie Lin's eyes, "It seems that you know the situation around me quite clearly, as if you are also a member of Hogwarts, which makes me have to wonder, are you Is there a mole inside Hogwarts?"

"Hmph, there are so many students in Hogwarts. They want to know the information about you in Hogwarts. Why do I need any internal intelligence? You are thinking too much..." Morgan raised his chin slightly, coldly. said.

"Hehehehe," Xie Lin said with a bit of a mean smile, "You deny it so quickly, which will only make me more suspicious - how can ordinary students have the ability to know my whereabouts? Your spy is Irma Pince Bar?"

Morgan's face froze for a moment, but she remained calm, maintaining a cold expression and tone and said: "Whatever you like to speculate is your business and has nothing to do with me."

Xie Lin was noncommittal, just smiling.

He has the ability to spy on Amaterasu, and he is proficient in legilimens, a technique of reading people's hearts. Although Morgan's movements just now were subtle, they could not be hidden from Xie Lin's eyes and ears. What's more, as early as Xie Lin's first year in school, his magic eyes had faintly detected something amiss on Ms. Pingsi's body. Now it seems there is a clue to the true identity of Hogwarts librarian Ms. Pince.

Shelling did not dwell on this topic any more, but changed the subject and turned the topic back to the replicas behind him. He smiled and said, "You guessed right, these are the alchemy puppets Eleanor gave me - one of the tokens of our two families' eternal alliance."

Morgan heard Shelling intimately call the little girl of the Hohenheim family "Eleanor", and for some reason, his heart suddenly soured, and he blurted out, "Although I have never dealt with the Hohenheim family, as descendants of Paraser, they naturally have the pride that their family should have - as far as I know, human alchemy is their family's The knowledge that the clan holds as the most confidential is their clan treasure and secret. Do you think I will believe you if you say that they handed you such an important thing just for a mere alliance? "

"It seems that your relationship with the Hohenheim family is probably closer than I know... Rather than saying that this is a gift from the Hohenheim family, you might as well say that it is a token of love given to you by that girl," Morgan said the next sentence in a mysterious way: "You, you are really lucky..."

Suddenly she frowned and covered her chest, looking as if she suddenly had a painful expression in her chest.

Morgan was such a shrewd person that she figured out what was going on in a short moment. Although this body was dominated by her, Meredith's personality consciousness was not completely dissolved, but was strongly suppressed.

The conversation just now seemed to have inspired Meredith's personality power, and she herself could not help but be influenced by Meredith's personality consciousness. She also realized that this was most likely a conversation deliberately led by Sherin, who wanted to use the natural jealousy of women to trigger her potential personality.

She forced herself to cheer up and said coldly: "Boy, don't think of disturbing my mind with words - I was tired of these methods a thousand years ago!"

"It's just a bunch of unintelligent and unconscious puppets-" Morgan said coldly, "For ordinary wizards, this kind of humanoid weapon that is not afraid of death may be terrible, but in front of us-let alone a hundred, even if there are a thousand or ten thousand, what is there to fear?"

After Morgan forced himself to stabilize his mind, he suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and tried to sort out his thoughts-these puppets just looked too similar to Sherin, so they caused a strong visual impact and shocked the three of them for a while.

To put it bluntly, these puppets are no different from the infernal corpses. At most, they are not afraid of fire, eliminating this overly obvious weakness. For wizards of their level, there are many ways to deal with it.

"Oh, really?" Xie Lin showed a slightly disappointed expression. He shook his head and slowly said: "It seems that I still overestimated you... Your way of thinking is narrower than I thought..."

"If according to what you said, these puppets - these "human puppets" known as the highest masterpiece of human alchemy in this century, are no different from those crudely made metal puppets, then why don't I just use ordinary alchemy to make copper-skinned and iron-boned metal puppets, which would have higher defense, and it would be easier to make and cheaper?"

"You are not like that gentleman without a nose," Xie Lin said with a sneer, "thinking that I made them look exactly like me purely to scare you guys. How boring?"

"Human puppet... human puppet... this can only be a puppet, not a human..." Morgan muttered while thinking: "Impossible... even the most advanced alchemy can't create real life. This is against the law of magic. Even magic is not omnipotent, especially alchemy is most concerned with the principle of 'equivalent exchange'... Wait, there is another possibility... unless..."

Morgan's bright heterochromatic eyes suddenly opened wide, his body shook uncontrollably, and an unbelievable expression appeared on his face. He said loudly: "You, you have the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Bingo! Unfortunately, there is no prize!" Xie Lin shouted loudly: "Aquila!"

A sharp eagle cry came from the sky.

"Oh my... boy, your lightning spell is too terrible. You are so powerful, but you have tortured my old bones..." Aquila kept muttering, circling and descending from the sky until he stopped in the air above Xie Lin's left, flapping his wings.

At this time, it has returned to its normal appearance, and the dazzling white light that just attached to it has disappeared.

"Boy, lightning magic is inherited from the Rochelle family in France. It was originally an obscure magic. It was not until a few decades ago that it was improved by the little kid named Grindelwald that the fast and destructive magic of "Lightning Spell" was produced, which made lightning magic famous-" At this point, Aquila, who is nearly a thousand years old, said with emotion: "I didn't expect you to be able to make a second improvement on it, but..."

"When Lord Ravenclaw created me, he designed me as a magical pet that can accommodate all elements, but-" Aquila said with a bitter face: "Lord Ravenclaw is of wind attribute, and the gentle wind element is the most suitable element for me-your lightning element is too violent, and I really can't bear it if it comes a few more times..."

"You are the one who talks too much nonsense, go on!" Xie Lin threw a stone flashing with red light in the direction of Aquila-it was the Philosopher's Stone obtained from Nicolas Flamel.

Aquila quickly passed the Philosopher's Stone and swallowed it in one gulp. Then Xielin said loudly and energetically: "Let them see the power of the human puppet! Let them remember well - I, Xielin Malfoy, have companions, and I am never alone!"

After swallowing the Philosopher's Stone, Aquila's whole body was shining, and suddenly hundreds of phantoms split out in a hissing sound, and at the same time turned into colorful streams of light, which were thrown into each human puppet.

The originally empty pupils of the human puppet suddenly all lit up red light at the same time, and there was a faint eagle pattern flashing in the depths.

Xellin's original human puppet secret - Hundred Machine War Puppet!

Hundreds of human puppets flew up at the same time and pounced in all directions. The target was not Morgan and the other two, but the shadow of the magic dragon and the Death Eaters surrounding them!

It seems that because their spirits and thoughts were affected by the strange black air around them, the dark souls of the dragon shadow had been eager to participate in the battle, but they were unable to enter because the battle level between the leader and the enemy was too high.

But now that they saw the opportunity to fight, they suddenly turned into a group of black mists. At the front of the black mists, they could faintly see the terrifying human face shape, roaring and roaring towards the human puppets!

Only the emotionless voice of the first row of human puppets in the front was heard: "Earth Angel, 'Earth Shield'-activate!" The magic streamer in each of their hands flashed, and suddenly transformed into a huge shield. The shield was engraved with the ancient rune of Eihwaz, flashing with golden luster, and filled with thick earth magic elements.

The black mists hit it, but they couldn't make the human puppet array pause or retreat a little bit. Instead, the black mists turned into human form again and fell backwards.

The Dark Souls had just stood firm, and several of them looked at each other with disbelief on their faces.

The black mist that had just transformed into a dark soul was a unique skill of the dark souls. Its principle was to simulate the silence caused by the wizard's magic core running out of control. The destructive power caused by the impact of a single dark soul black mist was enough to blow up a street. Unexpectedly, not only could it not break the puppets' shields, but even when the two sides collided violently, the dark souls were knocked back by the recoil.

The second row of human puppets also began to make mechanical sounds: "Winged Angel, 'Flowing Wind Arrow'-Start!" Each of them had a blue two-handed giant mechanical crossbow in their hands. There was a wind vortex in front of the crossbow arrow that was spinning rapidly. The sound of puff, puff, puff sounded, and the arrow turned into invisible wind, with the whistling sound of the wind, and attacked the dark souls all over the sky.

The Dark Soulers had just transformed back into human form, and they could not transform back into the black mist state that they would not die or get hurt in a short time. Although the principle was roughly the same, compared to the Obscurus, the advantage of the Soul-Destroying Life-Remnant Curse was that it could control the degree of sacrifice of life and soul, so that they would not live more than ten years like the Obscurus once it broke out.

But at the same time, the Soul-Destroying Life-Remnant Curse had considerable restrictions on the number of times and intervals of transformation into black mist. It took several hours for a beginner Dark Souler to transform again, and even a high-level Dark Souler would need at least two minutes.

At the moment, the opponent's offensive was fierce, and they could not think too much, so they could only instinctively cast the Armor Curse. Their Armor Curse was not the kind of common stuff cast by ordinary wizards, but the "Whirling Shield Curse" that Barty Crouch Jr. had exposed once when he played Old Moody. A crystal clear mirror shield suddenly stood in front of the Dark Souler, spinning rapidly, blowing a soft humming wind.

With the sharp and piercing sound of metal scraping, the arrow hit the shield, and dazzling sparks burst out. Although the shields that kept spinning were smashed one after another, they still managed to remove the impact force attached to the arrows by relying on the clever force of rotation.

The dark souls breathed a sigh of relief. They finally withstood this wave of attacks. They only needed to wait for about a minute before they could transform into the invincible black mist state again.

Just as they were preparing to transform into black mist and sound the horn of counterattack, the human puppets in the third row took the lead and began to speak mechanically, saying words that frightened them: "Seraphim, 'Fire of Burning Heaven'-Start!" They opened their mouths at the same time and spewed out black magic flames!

The Dark Soulers had just transformed into black mist and cast the Whirling Shield Spell, which consumed a lot of magic power. Seeing the deadly magic flames coming at them, they could only force themselves to cheer up and cast various protective spells to resist again - some were ordinary armor spells, some were water-making spells, some were earth wall transmutation spells, and some were head-on flames that erupted the same flames.

Although they had little magic power left, the black air from the "Soul-Destroying Life-Resting Spell" could accelerate the burning of their vitality and quickly replenish their magic power, so they were still able to fight hard. As for the Death Eaters who were not possessed by the black air, one had already died, and the others saw the opportunity quickly and retreated far away, fearing that they would be affected by the aftermath of the battle.

Just when they thought the situation was going to be deadlocked, a mechanical voice sounded again.

If the previous attack could only be regarded as making them terrified and exhausted, this time the voice was the last straw that broke the camel's back, making them fall into hellish despair.

"Fallen Angels, 'Fountain of Evil' - activate!" The angels in the fourth row finally emerged from their covered positions, and two jet-black revolvers appeared in their hands, shooting out like rapids like a waterfall. thick black liquid. Those liquids were a bit like water and a bit like oil, but they matched well with the demonic flames emitted by Seraph, and they merged together instantly.

With the sound of "Teng" that resounded through the sky, Demon Yan suddenly transformed into the final form of Fierce Fire, which was rumored to be able to end everything——

Li Yan.

Li Yan transformed into more than a hundred fire dragons, fire snakes and Chimaira, and actually broke through the defense of the Dark Souls in just a short moment, and then swallowed them all in their extremely desperate eyes.

Less than a minute later.

Li Yan disappeared.

Also disappearing at the same time were the hundred Dark Souls, leaving not even a drop of ashes behind.

Only the eight remaining Death Eaters were left, staring blankly at this scene in the distance.