Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Between the upper and lower magic arrays, golden threads hit the wings behind the "angel" like rain. There was a constant crackling sound, but there was no big gain. It just made the light on the wings shake for a while.

It also allowed Ike to see the true face of the "angel". Xu was preaching because of what he lacked. This thing had nothing to do with holiness. The twelve pairs of wings behind him were actually ferocious flesh wings. Compared with birds,

The wings are more like bats.

It felt a little disgusting for no reason, but the "Angel" counterattacked quickly. It was dual-wielding weapons while blocking the golden thread coming towards it, while quickly rushing to Ike, and in the blink of an eye, the kung fu weapon hit its head.

The finger moved slightly and adjusted its position again. The hand holding the wand continued to send out a large number of golden threads, maintaining the frequency of attacking the "angel".

It was already difficult to get out of the situation. Ike could only use phantom movement to change his position, but often as soon as he appeared, the terrible weapon of the "angel" would attack him. He knew very well that continuing like this was not an option, but he never thought of it.

What is the best way to break the situation?

If the "Angel" is not so fast, Ike has a few ways to try. Unfortunately, none of them require a relatively long preparation time.

The "angel" obviously wouldn't give him this time.

The situation was at a stalemate, and a large amount of magic power was consumed. Soon sweat appeared on Ike's forehead. But at the same time, an extra amount of magic power appeared in the body out of thin air, constantly making up for Ike's deficit.

The magic power was huge and gentle, and Ike knew very well that it was the power of Olive Fruit that had not yet been absorbed by him. Fortunately, otherwise, even if his magic power was almost the same as that of Dumbledore and Lao Fuxiang, it would not be enough to squander it so much, whether it was

Both the magic circle and the countless golden threads require massive amounts of magic power to support, not to mention that he is still maintaining a high frequency of phantom movement.

Time passed little by little, and the situation still remained unchanged. However, Ike became more comfortable. He was used to this fighting rhythm, and his reaction speed was even faster.

After all, if he was too slow, the terrifying weapon of "Angel" would be able to chop off his head.

However, this way Ike can also try the methods that he had failed to use before due to lack of time. There is no danger to his life, and he can hold on, so just arrange it slowly bit by bit.

There was a little more red in the golden threads all over the sky. After emerging from the wand, it fell directly into the magic array above the head and feet. Many lines were added almost simultaneously to form mysterious magic words. The red magic words seemed to

As if embedded in the magic circle, the edges and corners blend perfectly with the golden lines on the magic circle, making the already complex magic circle even more obscure.

When Ike was working hard to transform the magic circle, "Angel" was still obsessed with cutting off Ike's head with the weapon in his hand, but he didn't realize that his speed had slowed down unknowingly. Ike was also a thief, and unexpectedly

Cooperating with "Angel", he lowered his speed. From the looks of it, it was no different from before.

Slowly, the golden magic array was covered with a layer of hazy red light, and each magic text suddenly glowed, directly suppressing the originally conspicuous golden light. At this time, the "angel" reacted, and the holy white light burst out all over his body.

, but could not dispel the red light spreading to the body at all.

"I said no one should move here!"

Ike shouted, holding the wand in his hand high, and the "angel" who was still rushing forward suddenly fell from the air to the ground. Even though the wings behind him were flapping, he did not move at all, and even took a step forward.

"I say, people here should return to their original appearance!"

With another loud shout, the "angel" immediately let out a miserable scream, and the holy light around him shook, and was directly pulled away by the red light, revealing his ugly true image.

The twelve pairs of fleshy wings were covered with barbs, which seemed to be dehydrated and stuck tightly to the bones. The "angel" also had many hideous scars on its body, which were so densely packed that there was almost no good piece of meat.

It knelt on the ground, the weapon in its hand quietly dissipated, its heavy wings tilted its head back, and it was completely swallowed up by the red light in just the blink of an eye.

Ike was very serious. His fingers moved slightly, and a box floated out of his pocket and fell to the ground. The lid opened automatically, and a golden necklace appeared. After waving his hand, the necklace was fixed in the air. His left hand opened and stretched forward, maintaining the red light.

, the wand in his right hand gently touched the exquisite hourglass pendant on the necklace.

"bite!"

The intersection of the tip of the stick and the hourglass made a crisp echo. The next second, the hourglass shattered directly, and the sand inside floated lightly in the air, flashing soft golden light.

Ike looked solemn and waved his wand gently, causing the sand to dance in the air like streamers. He stretched forward, and the golden streamers slowly flew towards the "angel". When they got close, they spread out and landed lightly on his body.

"ah!"

An even more pitiful cry came, and Ike waved away the red light that enveloped the "angel". He watched helplessly as the wings behind it shrank, the pale bones bursting through the fleshy wings, and a lot of purple blood that looked like blood came out.

liquid.

"Bang!"

Twelve pairs of wings peeled off from the back and fell to the ground. The "angel's" body fell forward violently, leaning over and lying on the ground. The pain that penetrated into his soul made him lose his voice, and he even stopped shouting.

Rotten organs rushed out from the huge wounds on his back, and the pungent stench immediately filled the air. Ike frowned unconsciously, and used magic to block his sense of smell with a movement of his fingers. It was really too much.

It's up.

"Angel"'s body began to twitch unconsciously, and dark things were scattered around him. He could only faintly recognize the liver and lungs among them, but the rest could not be identified.

The original holy light completely disappeared, exuding a rotten atmosphere. The hair and hair fell off, and when they hit the ground, they were all turned into fly ash. But at this time, it was no longer moving, but the purple one underneath it

The blood spread and became a huge pool.

Slowly walked up to him, raised his hand, and the "angel" turned over gently.

The human appearance was completely unrecognizable. The flesh and blood turned pitch black and then fell off from the equally pitch black bones. After a while, only a tattered skeleton was left. However, the twelve pairs of wings, which also had only bones left, were still there.

It is pure white, and there is a faint holy white light flashing on it, like water ripples.

Ike sighed, flicked his wand down, and a wisp of flame fell down. Then it suddenly expanded and was dyed black. He stood there quietly and waited for a long time. Those dirty, ugly, and decaying flames fell down.

The flesh and blood were burned away by the flames, and in the end, only the twelve pairs of white bone wings remained intact.

He waved his hand and removed the magic circle that was still covering the church. The murals on the walls and ceiling were still intact. Looking at the position of the cross, I didn't know when the base floated up, revealing a hole.

It was dark, as if it could swallow up light, and only the top step could be faintly seen.

It's surprisingly white.