when harry potter met league of legends

The holy flame waved, and the menacing skull was cleaned up as if it were chopping melons and vegetables.

As the last skull was chopped down like firewood, Allen stopped his hand and curled his lips - so, this is the last trump card of this group of people?

Looking at the various shields released on his body as if facing a powerful enemy, Allen was confused. Such a gap was completely beyond his expectation. Even if the opponent was indeed not a strong point, it was still comparative.

A stronger wizard, but after the magic came out, it just lay there. It felt like after the finale was staged, the last show was a close-up magic show full of loopholes for beginners in magic.

It felt like child's play, and Allen shook his head, but child's play was child's play, and he didn't feel like letting these guys off at all.

However, to his surprise, watching him easily destroy the means used to turn the tables, the other party's face did not have a trace of panic, but revealed a look of - well, like a schemer who succeeded.

The same sly smile comes.

At the same time, the woman who personally released the spell even began to talk nonsense, but unfortunately, Allen still couldn't understand a word.

"Sorry, I don't understand much German."

As a result, Allen expressed his meaning clearly and neatly in stammering German - no matter whether the other party was proud, whether the conspiracy succeeded, or even made a righteous and awe-inspiring mockery before he died, this sentence was enough.

enough.

After all, the effect is really there. Although Allen can't understand the curse words, the reddened face, the look of eating something, and the loud curses are occasionally mixed with Allen's listening.

The classic curse words that you understand are quite easy to distinguish.

Unfortunately, scolding was useless. Allen recovered a little, and the peeled-off soul fragments floating around him began to float faster, preparing to kill the remaining people of the other party in one fell swoop - although he still doesn't know the other party.

His identity and why he set up such a big situation to trouble him can be investigated later. Now, of course, killing a few of them first is the most important thing.

The light red soul fragments began to spin crazily, and then gradually collided together, forming an illusory light red figure behind Allen. At the same time, within a large circle around Allen, there were streaks of black energy.

Transpiration rose from the ground, forming a pair of extremely dim and almost transparent crows, constantly circling around Allen in a low voice, waiting for instructions to attack.

"No!" Allen suddenly discovered something was wrong - the magic power consumption was too low, not even half of what was expected!

Isn't the other party really tired and paralyzed but just pretending?

He was stunned for a moment, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all. Instead, he moved towards the five people who finally reluctantly activated their magic power to form a guardian. Under the coercion of a bunch of crows, the illusory blood shadow suddenly moved towards

Attacking the entire opponent, it brought out thick streaks of blood as it flew through the air.

However, to Allen's surprise - his attack failed.

It's not that this set of superimposed magic has no effect. On the contrary, although less than half of the magic is used, the destructive power of this magic is far beyond Allen's calculation.

However, what it faces is not the weak shield created when the opponent's magic power is almost exhausted, but a real sea of ​​people.

Or to put it less accurately, this is - the Sea of ​​Hell.

During the flight of magic, a rustling sound sounded, and then, in the soil and under the broken rocks, countless tattered corpses crawled out in slow movements, some of which were rotten and tattered.

Most of the prison uniforms they were wearing, or the regular uniforms that were rotten before they had time to change out, and most of them had nothing left. The rotten smell was emitted almost at that moment, because although the inferi that crawled out were hardly corpses,

, instead they were skeletons one by one, but there were still a few pieces of flesh that were not rotten due to the protection of black magic.

The crows, which were already quite large, successfully dispersed the skeletons that were almost infernal one after another, creating a large white area larger than a football field. It was still an almost endless sea of ​​skeletons.

Wasted cleanly.

And such a huge number of skeletons still showed no intention of stopping. Every second there was the sound of turning the ground, and then white skulls and arms appeared. After a while of hard work, they successfully integrated into the sea of ​​skeletons above.

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"It's a bit, not good."

Allen frowned.

He had never imagined the scene at hand - it was obvious that these were definitely not improvised things, but had been prepared by the other party in advance.

Although the difference between the current pile of skeletons and the Inferi is a bit big, it does not matter much. Even if you know that many of them will not remain available for a long time like the Inferi, it is estimated that more than half of them will not be available again after tonight.

He couldn't move anymore, which still didn't help the current situation much.

Whether it's temporary or permanent, it's enough if it works tonight.

"I was still laughing at the dark wizards for their limited skills. It seems that I underestimated them -" Allen snapped his fingers, and the ring of fire, the first finger-casting spell he had learned, instantly lit up around him, and quickly

It spread towards the surroundings, and even made the sound of caracara retreating with the pile of skeletons.

However, there were too many skeletons. As the ring of fire burned the first row of skeletons who had no time to retreat, the burning flames raged among the skeletons. However, they were eventually crushed by the endless sea of ​​skeletons - they were extremely fragile.

, was afraid of flames, was poorly made, and had various weaknesses when attacking, but all of these were flattened by the huge numbers that continued to pour out.

"No wonder it's so easy to release black magic. It turns out that this is the most suitable place for dark wizards to fight. When did garbage like the Inferi appear so densely?" Allen showed a helpless smile on his face.

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He knew that Voldemort had created a whole lake of Inferi. After all, the creation of Inferi was not a troublesome matter, and it was easy to deal with. If they were not in the lake, Voldemort probably would not have used them as guards.

But now, although the current things are even lower-grade than the Inferi, relying on the huge number has become a huge trouble.

"You probably know where this is," Allen sighed. "As expected of the existence that unified the German wizarding world back then, it even used a place like this. Probably, it was like the Malfoy family that provided it.

The help of magic? Or, simply use magic to hide part of this land as a large-scale Inferi manufacturing site?" (To be continued)