Chapter 623 The Duel 0 Years Ago (Modified, Sincere Thanks to Leader Zang Fusheng)

Hufflepuff's wand shoots a firework into the sky, announcing the start of the game.

And Allen was bowing to his opponent in accordance with the etiquette, but unexpectedly, Gryffindor had raised his wand and released an amazingly powerful spell at Allen, and brilliant colors emanated from Gryffindor's wand Jetted out in a conical shape. For this reason, the red-haired wizard obviously paid a lot of magic power. He carefully controlled these energies, and turned his mind to let them continue to chase Alan who had left the place in the first place.

It's like putting a mirror into the water to reflect sunlight, and the seven colors gushing out pass through the lakeside grass between them. Each color means a different form of damage-some grass on the ground is different from petrification. The curse was turned into a stone, and a scorching red-yellow flame passed Alan and fell into the water. The scorching temperature caused the lake surface to be boiled immediately, and the water surface made bursts of bursting sounds.

At the same time, a trembling blue lightning struck Allen, and his whole body was covered with tiny electric arcs, but was immediately collected in the hands of the white-haired wizard who couldn't help trembling due to the electric shock, and finally formed a After the lightning ball was thrown back, it hit the red-haired wizard who couldn't react because of the powerful spell.

Allen was a little annoyed by being cursed and under a curse. He finally understood the mood of Voldemort who was tricked by him at that time... But he also realized that the other party was really doing his best for this duel, and wanted to fight against him. Kill himself in a duel—but he didn't plan to use mirror image to deal with the opponent in this duel, let alone the multiple shadows that he hadn't learned yet.

Facing Gryffindor, if not necessary, Allen still intends to take some more direct head-to-head methods to complete the duel like the previous duel-this is also a rare opportunity for Allen to test his own strength.

The electricity hissed and spread and seared Gryffindor's strong flesh, and he couldn't help screaming and stepped back. The smell of flesh and burning linen filled the otherwise clean black lake with a horrible smell.

Immediately after the last spellcasting and roaring, Allen cast a shadow shield for himself that he hadn't learned for a long time, and the black invisible shadows that appeared out of thin air on the surrounding ground gathered under the operation of the white-haired wizard into a force that shone with reddish black light The sphere surrounded himself in it - Allen hoped to absorb Gryffindor's follow-up spells by this.

Allen knew in his heart that he would have to use every ounce of wisdom, every knowledge, every subtle and deadly magic within his power to defeat someone like Godric Gryffindor. A duellist who is good at fighting without taking his life.

As soon as the white-haired wizard completed his shadow shield, the red-haired wizard forcibly survived the trembling caused by lightning with tenacious perseverance, and recovered from Allen's counterattack just now.

"Kid, remember not to be distracted next time!" Gryffindor, who had just recovered and was able to speak, casually mocked Alan's performance at the beginning of the sentence, and let his wand shoot a terrifying black ray. , this energy ray can absorb the life force of the subject and feed it back to its creator.

The dark light hit the almost equally dark shadow sphere made by Allen.

But this caused an unexpected effect for Hufflepuff, who had been silent in the spectator battle. The buzzing black energy not only failed to penetrate the force field of the shadow shield, but seemed to infuse the sphere of stance The scary energy makes it look a little darker.

"Your negative energy ray can seriously injure living creatures, but it can only greatly increase the power of the shadow shield with a similar energy composition." Alan behind the force field sphere explained to his opponent with some pride.

"Your skin and hair are indeed caused by the fact that you have already read those scrolls and started to study the power of death. Your talent is indeed outstanding, and you can read them so quickly." Gryffindor seemed to have expected this. In this case, he nodded from a distance as if confirming his guess,

Immediately, his expression darkened a little, "Unfortunately, an accident happened to me when I was just reading it."

After the short conversation, as if there was a tacit understanding, the two of them prepared their respective spells again at the same time.

Gryffindor waved his wand to gather strength, and wanted to cast Fiendfire, a range attack spell, in order to burn the wizard who was covered by the shadow shield and couldn't see the exact location.

Suddenly, the Fiendfire that had begun to gather at the tip of Gryffindor's wand dissipated.

It turned out to be Allen. He didn't really plan to cast the spell, but used the counterspell that he had just learned not long ago. He stared at Gryffindor through the shadows, and recognized the opponent through the fluctuation of magic power. Fangzheng was about to cast Fiendfire, he used his magic power to interrupt the other party's spell and let the flames that had begun to take shape dissipate in the air. Allen didn't take the risk of trying to control the target of Gryffindor's Fiercefire Curse to become himself-he himself didn't intend to choose this method that might cause the opponent's death at all.

When Gryffindor was shocked and adjusted his state after the spell was interrupted, Allen opened his mouth again, roaring out a dark spell whose power was deliberately controlled.

The smoke composed of negative energy tore Gryffindor's flesh and blood, greedily absorbing his life and physical strength, and the countless painful needles made the red-haired wizard's skin begin to fade and turn white—and the one who had just been struck by lightning The slight damage to Allen's exposed skin has already begun to recover under the influence of this spell.

Gryffindor gasped loudly because of the pain. He staggered back and tripped over the roots of a big tree in the nearby Forbidden Forest. The defensive spell he was about to cast failed because of this.

"I'm not going to lose the duel like this!" Gryffindor thought to himself, "I must buy some time to breathe."

Fortunately, Allen didn't intend to use too dangerous power, and the spell just now didn't make the red-haired wizard lose his ability to resist.

Gryffindor turned over on the ground, put his left elbow on the ground, and waved his wand with his right hand: "Blake! Griffin! Attack that white-haired one!" Fendo's summoning spell appeared in the sky out of thin air.

Their bodies are reddish-yellow, and their necks and wings are covered with golden eagle feathers. It has the forelimbs, wings and head of a giant eagle, while the body, hind legs and tail are like a lion-the Griffon beast mainly eats raw meat and has a fierce temperament, but skilled wizards can also be friends with it. Like the Sphinx, the Griffin is often hired by wizards to guard treasures, or, like the Gryffindor in front of us, as a guard and a mount.

Allen stepped back quickly, uttered a word, and then uttered another word, but nothing happened until his left and right hands pointed to their respective grounds—Alan had not used the spell sequence before Store the spells in advance. At this time, in the battle, it is like testing the ability that he just acquired and can use without the growth wand. He first stored two summoning spells and then cast them at the same time.

Three death knights rushed out from the surging mud on bone flying horses wearing horse armor. They are different from ordinary skeletons or zombies that can be made with a little magic power. These terrifying undead creatures are usually martial arts Masterful knights or mercenaries or even those military monks of the military order-these warriors retain all their skills in life after the fire of life is extinguished.

They look like rotten corpses, with a black skull wrapped in rotten skin on the face, two orange lights shining in the eye frames, and the death knight's shouts are cold, like the voices in the deep valley. echo.

Although it is not as powerful as the four Muggle kings that Alan met in the underworld, who were personally resurrected by the god of death, there is no advantage over undead creatures brought about by the environment of the underworld, and they have not even maintained a relatively intact appearance. But holding a lance and wearing a sword around their waist, they still look very dangerous when they are fully armed with chain mail - the death knights directly deployed their formation under Allen's order and stopped them who were summoned by Gryffindor. The two giant griffins that started to approach him.

On the other side, the door to another world made of burning skulls was finally opened, and a dark blue devil squirmed out from inside. Its skin was almost translucent blue——looking at its whole body, it could be seen clearly They can clearly see the large red textures formed by the bright red blood rushing in the blood vessels under their skin.

This is a Styx Stalker. From the waist up, Styx Stalker is still a humanoid creature with a strong body and thick arms. And its face, a big mouth with dense teeth and two thick horns protruding from both sides of the forehead are also eye-catching. This kind of high-level devil, which is lower than the deep hell fiend, has hooked claws on its palm, and a pair of huge bat-like wings grow on its back—and from the waist down, this kind of devil looks More like some giant slug, the lower body of the body dragged it with a little effort to wriggle and crawl on the ground, leaving a sticky and smooth slime trail wherever it went.

Naturally good at Legilimency and Occlumency, it is the stealer of memory and the caretaker of thoughts. Most of them nest on the banks of the River Styx, which is also the part that flows on the first floor of Bator Hell. Devils The guardian along the River Styx of Avernas, the territory of Grand Duke Bayer.

But at this time, following the call, he instantly tamed Allen's devilish expression in the confrontation of will, and embarrassedly changed the direction of the huge scimitar he held in both hands, towards the helpless red-haired wizard who was trying to stand up He rushed over, and raised the back of the weapon in his hand and began to slash at the opponent.

"Alan!" Although Hufflepuff could see the devil's movements clearly, he still couldn't help exclaiming.

Before Allen comforted Hufflepuff, Gryffindor responded immediately after hearing Hufflepuff's shout: "Let's not interfere with Helga!"

After Gryffindor shouted, he let himself swing his wand with amazing speed and agility - a lightsaber composed of red magic appeared from the tip of the wand and buzzed with Gryffindor's movements .

The red-haired wizard was waving his wand like a knight's long sword, and collided with the scimitar in the devil's hand—without making any sound, the scimitar in the hands of the Styx Memories was cut into pieces like a hot knife cutting butter. two paragraphs.

The devil, who is good at stealing thoughts, relied on this natural ability to escape the deadly attacks of wizards like knights performing swordsmanship. After falling to the ground, it screamed and rolled to one side, barely dodging a shot from Gryffindor. Remember—at the place where the devil fell down just now, a crack was cut in the ground, and several pieces of quartz stone had begun to vitrify due to the high temperature brought by the magic lightsaber.

Gryffindor, who was about to kill the devil trying to get up, changed the trajectory of the magic lightsaber, and accurately bounced off the magic energy of the weapon that shot from behind the shadow shield-but the time difference has already It made him lose the chance to kill the devil directly, and only made the Stygian memory stealer dodge by crawling and crawling after paying the price of his left hand.

At this time, there was a mournful cry in the sky, and some blood was sprinkled.

One of the two battered griffins was seized by a death knight who had lost his left leg in the previous battle but was still riding on a bone flying horse, and pierced its wing with a knight's lance. , it began to be unable to maintain the flight and began to wail, and began to fall straight down with its knocked-off feathers.