when harry potter met league of legends

Some things don't mean you can do it just because others can do it easily - for example, getting an SSR or something.

Well, although it seems a bit unrealistic to use this incident as an example, in terms of despair and powerlessness, Mr. William's feelings at this moment are exactly the same as those of the African chiefs - it is obviously a teleportation array rather than a single teleportation spell.

Why can he get through but I can't?

But it's so unreasonable - the warping spell is indeed a teleportation spell, but it is restricted to friendly forces - that is to say, without Allen's consent, Mr. William cannot teleport at all.

Accompanied by a silver shield and the incoming witchcraft, Allen, who was teleported to another place, clearly sensed a huge fluctuation in magic power, followed by a strong shock - as if there was a giant...

The bomb put on a wonderful show beneath the castle.

Although a real man never looks back at the explosion, Allen still rushed towards the crime scene without hesitation - he was not trying to covet those precious magic props, but just to save William, who might have been left half-dead by the accident.

Sir, it is just to end the pain - of course, if dear Mr. William passes away unfortunately, then he can only collect the body of this respectable opponent out of memory.

As for his epitaph - who are you kidding, Allen will prepare his grave?

Recycling the system is the only way to go. I have been chasing Allen for so long, so I would like to dedicate myself to it as a welfare.

Oh, Mr. William, do you agree or not? If you don't agree, you can absolutely say it. I won't accept it anyway, so don't hold back your anger.

As above.

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In most plots, the boss will be affected by the halo of brain damage at critical moments, and then give himself the unhealthy negative status of immature mouth escape debuff, inaccurate shooting debuff, soft-hearted debuff, etc., and these will leak out from time to time.

A flaw that makes it easy to be killed with one hit, so that the protagonist can perform a wave of handsome beheadings.

After all, if the protagonist is crushed all the way, he will easily suffer from hair loss symptoms - of course, we have no intention of Kuro Saitama-sensei at all - and this will cause this originally exciting counterattack story to become quite bloody.

There is no way, if the rookie protagonist does not rely on those flaws to attack the opponent, the consequence will not be to be knocked down by a memory kill, but to be directly run over by the villain's wheels.

Think about it, the dragon took the princess away, the warrior defeated the enemies along the way, and finally defeated the dragon in blood and married the princess. If the warrior was slapped to death with a claw, the princess was possessed by the dragon.

Who would like it - ah, why do you suddenly feel that doing this is so exciting?

Well, no matter how the story unfolds, reality is still reality, and it is impossible for everything to follow the story as expected.

It is for this reason that in reality, the skill that was originally exclusive to the protagonist - the magical skill of not dying no matter how hard he does it, has successfully played a role in Mr. William.

At this moment, he had several deep bruises on his body, one of the bat wings spread out behind his back had been broken, his face was pale as if it had lost all the blood it used, and his clothes were so tattered that he didn't need to say a word.

Squatting on the street with a bowl in hand can solve the problem of food and clothing.

But what is admirable is that even if the injury is as serious as this, this grey-haired vampire still maintains his elegance - this spirit would have sent the judges for treatment to see if they had won the award.

A confusion spell or something.

"It's you, child - this prank is really too much. However, as a clan member, I still decide to generously forgive your mistake. Come here, and I will tell you the true meaning of power." - Say this.

The speaker was a super gentle voice, and the owner of the voice had a pair of charming eyes full of magic that made people reluctant to give up.

Under the guidance of this voice, Allen approached the holy place in his heart like a pilgrim, closer, closer - the next second Allen seemed to be about to fall into the embrace of light - it was warm

It is not hot, just like a lone lamp in the night, waiting for Allen, the moth, to pounce into the flame.

Then, there were two harsh crashes right next to each other.

That was the sound of weapons (claws) and shields colliding.

Both of them suddenly became angry when the other came close.

Then, the two quickly separated after the collision, and secretly scolded each other for being dirty.

Although a formal wizard duel requires a lot of etiquette, the two of them have no intention of abiding by this rule-a sneak attack that can achieve a big goal with little effort is simply the best way to change this deadlock.

way.

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This battle only illustrates one problem - that is, you must not waste your remaining blood.

No matter how high your level is, how skillful your positioning is, or how advanced your equipment is, a damage skill of a specified nature is enough to plunge you into the abyss.

Although that kind of locking skill does not exist at all, a group damage spell can completely solve the problem of enemies moving around.

Even though he was too strong before, Allen couldn't face it, but now he is completely in a state of despair - if the injury hadn't caused too much blood loss, how could he have absorbed the blood that was standing on the ground?

Although this vampire caused great trouble for Allen and consumed a lot of his magic power even when he was seriously injured, it still could not change the fact that he was lying under Allen's wand after all.

After recovering a little bit of the physical strength he had lost in the battle, Allen's wand suddenly pointed at the corner - "Who? Who is there?"

What appeared was a small house elf that was very familiar to Allen - Duoduo.

"Um, Master? Is there anything that Duoduo can help you with?" The elf's words were still trembling. It can be seen that she is still very repulsive to entering this forbidden place - if it weren't for the discovery of the master's

Order, maybe she will never enter this study until her death.

"Okay, you go first and see if there is anything left over from the explosion around you. I'll search the body of Mr. William first."

"Okay, Master - Duoduo will come on - because Duoduo -"

The words were not finished.

Halfway through the words, Allen felt a sharp pain in his waist - an extremely sharp and magical knife was inserted there at the moment, with almost no handle.

ps: There is no second update, good night everyone