The Rise of Malfoy at Hogwarts

　　While the Schelling puppets and the Dark Souls were fighting on the scale of a hundred people, Morgan, Voldemort, and Barbarossa were not idle.

They are not dull people, even if they don’t know how powerful these human puppets are, but when the number of such humanoid weapons reaches such a deterrent scale, plus Schelling and Aguilar’s ​​use of the sage The battles that Shi Shi had engaged in, all these showed that these puppets were definitely enough to become a factor that could influence the situation of the battle.

The obvious number advantage they had established before is no longer so absolute-if Schelling’s puppets really succeed in destroying the Dark Souls, at that time, the three of them will face Schelling and the people at the same time. Puppet army, then they need to be outnumbered by the enemy and become the weaker party.

Therefore, they must seize this short-term battle opportunity-before all the variables have happened, and the battle between the puppets and the dark souls has not been determined, they must rely on the three-to-one advantage to give Schelling in the shortest time. Get rid of. As long as Xie Lin dies and there is no substantial controller, these puppets are nothing more than rootless duckweeds, which will only become treasures and good fortunes that they can accept.

　　 "Ancient Dragon King, give me blood, give me dragon power, show my dragon power!" Morgan put his palms together, closed his eyes, and said religiously on his face.

　　 There was a faint vibration from the earth.

　　 The air seems to have stopped flowing.

　　 A golden aura rose from the ground, pulling the surrounding air, and rolling up a violent tornado around the three of them. Morgan’s hair grew wildly, Voldemort’s complexion slowly turned red, and Barbarossa’s muscles suddenly swelled... There was a very similar change on their faces. Thin triangular scales grew out of the eyes. Both sides extend all the way down to the chin.

　　 Their pupils turned into a line of snake pupils, but they were different from Schelling's snake pupils. There is no cruelty and coldness of snakes in the pupils, but golden light, giving people a sense of grandeur and magnificence. Their whole body exudes a powerful, ancient and inviolable aura, as if some kind of ancient existence just awakened.

　　 "Dragon pupil?" Xie Lin muttered, "Is this... some kind of half-dragon and half-human form?"

"Well, that's the case, it is to use pure blood to temporarily borrow the power of returning to the ancestors..." Xie Lin's pupils are piercing, and he carefully observes the changes of the three of them, each of them is the most subtle, The most inconspicuous changes fell into Schelling's eyes without exception, "Their changes are not only reflected in the increase of magic power... They also have an unprecedented breath..."

"Morgan's ancestors were wizards who practiced the lineage of the Hell Dragon King... So when returning to the ancestors, there is a high probability that her ancestors would mimic the combat form of her ancestors in ancient times..." Xie Lin stared at him without blinking. Their minds are thinking fast like lightning, "It seems that I can't be careless... the ancient information is too scarce, I have no way of knowing the characteristics of this combat form, but what is certain is that she is very likely to continue A certain bloodline talent similar to my magic eye is briefly activated..."

Although Xie Lin’s gaze is solemn, his expression is even more eager to try. In this dimensional space, there are very few who can be his opponent. Only such a powerful enemy can bring him challenges and tempers. Let him go one step further on his way to the ultimate magic.

"Interesting..." Xie Lin turned his gaze away from Morgan and turned to the other two. "Morgan is obviously the only one who has the blood of the Dragon King, but this profound meaning can actually allow his comrades to borrow the power of their blood for a short time... all said Medieval magic was born for war, and the rumors are true!"

　　 The Middle Ages is the dark age of the wizarding world. It is not uncommon for lords to hire wizards to fight wars. Therefore, the magic of that era often has the form of war magic, which is different from the fighting magic that is circulating today. Modern wizard duels are often limited to one-on-one, or group battles of dozens of people, so magic is more aimed at the direction of fast speed, low loss and easy to learn and master.

　　 Schelling is not a person who underestimates the enemy.

　　 In this battle, he intends to press out all his hole cards and fight hard!

With a vigorous wave of his right hand outwards, the cloak was raised high-the treasures in the space bag flew out one by one, Slytherin's pendant box, Ravenclaw's crown, Black family's nameless mask, Merlin's The magic book, Merlin’s battle of fate, the true dragon throne created by Schelling himself... They were already activated when Schelling touched the goblet of fire and was teleported over. At this moment, they are all floating in mid-air, blooming with fantasy and magnificence. The magical colors.

"Hahahahaha!" Morgan smiled wildly: "Are you scared? This is my biggest trump card-the form of a dragon warrior. The power called the'power of the dragon' in ancient times depends on you just awakening. Compared with that tiny bit of blood power, it's like a firefly intending to win glory with the sun and the moon. Hahahaha!"

"Although your magic power is at the pinnacle level of the Great Magister in terms of quantity, it is too low in level compared to the power of the most original dragon-if you awaken the power of the first generation of Chaos or can still fight, but Your current level of magic power is at most the third-level bloodline power, and it is obviously still not fully awakened, and we are three to one, you are dead!"

　　 "I said, why do you love getting slapped so much?" Xie Lin rolled his eyes and sneered, "Are you not eating enough turtles today?"

"I've told you several times, and I've slapped you in the face, why don't you behave, why do you love to think that I am alone?" Schelling sighed helplessly at Morgan's self-righteousness. In a sigh of relief, "Since you like it so much, then I can only really slap you again—"

　　 "Come out--" Xie Lin shouted: "Hunting! Yemengarde!"

　　 Schelling’s wand spewed two rays of light at the same time, and a giant dragon with a colorful streamer suddenly appeared on Schelling’s left. Its body exuded a dragon-like aura that was not inferior to that of the Morgan trio.

　　 is the patron saint of Schelling-hunting demon.

It has been more than a hundred chapters since its birth. Although it appeared briefly in the middle, it is not even a warm-up. The demon hunter knows that he can finally show his hands and feet. It is so excited that it is beyond words. There was a sharp dragon chant that resounded through the clouds, and the powerful sound wave actually shook all the clouds and mist in the sky, revealing the sky full of stars.

　　 A long dark-green figure, a basilisk with green flames hovering around its body, vomiting snake letters on Schelling’s right. With three long golden horns growing on its head, it looks like a crown. After absorbing the blood of Schelling and the power of the corpse of the old enemy, the Holy Spirit, after a long sleep, it finally completed its sharpening and became the true king of ten thousand snakes.

At the moment when the hunting demon uttered the dragon chant, the huge dragon power caused the three Morgans to shake in different degrees. Morgan performed best, only shaking slightly, and then returning to normal; Voldemort Swinging left and right didn't cause any major problems; Barbarossa lost his eyes for a moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and took a few steps back to stabilize her figure.

　　 At this time, the hissing sound of snakes came, and the dragon pupils of the three of them and Yemengarde's snake pupils met.

　　 Yemengarde’s predecessor was a basilisk bred by Slytherin. After its death, the soul was sealed by Slytherin in a pendant box. Its snake pupil originally had the cursive power of taking its life instantly, but at this moment, after being reborn, its power was stronger than its own in the Slytherin period.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

　　 Voldemort's pupils flashed with golden light, and then he stepped back a few steps, after blinking, the golden dragon pupil had disappeared, and once again turned back to his usual red snake pupil.

　　 Morgan didn't have any problems at all, she transported all her pupil power, and looked straight at Yemengarde.

　　 After a while, Yemengarde let out a mournful cry, and his body slowly shrank, until it was halfway back before stopping.

　　 It seems that Long Tong's power is still stronger than Yemengarde's. However, the two "borrowers" of Barbarossa and Voldemort, they do not have the actual Dragon Emperor bloodline, and they simply cannot exert the 100% complete power of the Dragon Eye.

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