when harry potter met league of legends

Allen was really confused at this moment - how long had this unknown saint been holding back? Allen hadn't spoken yet. This gentleman had almost imagined a drama!

However, I have to say that the method the other party came up with is indeed very helpful in solving the current situation.

If the fire starts burning, no matter how many Inferi appear, it won't be enough to add fuel to the fire. But unfortunately, although Allen can make fire and extinguish it, he has never used it. He can't guarantee that after lighting the flame,

You can still control the situation. If you accidentally burn yourself to death, it will be really fun - will you let others carve such a line on your tombstone when the time comes, learn how to use fire for the first time, then succeed, use it, and die?

That sounds pretty bad, but now is not the time to discuss whether it's bad or not.

But - when killing people.

Allen raised his hand and slowly closed it. The face of the saint who had been talking to him suddenly changed, and his tone was full of anger, "How dare you!"

Staring at each other, Allen smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "Dare, what's wrong with you? You all have the guts to surround me, how dare I kill you?"

Countless vines spread and grew crazily where the other five people gathered. They were blood red in color, with short green-lighting spikes and barbs. They were as tough as steel, ruthlessly tearing apart the last one.

The defensive shield involved the five people, and then strangled them fiercely toward the center. After the heart-rending screams, the huge and wide vine network almost twisted into a rope. When it loosened again, it

When it fell into the ground, there was only a pile of white bones and debris left on the ground.

Allen, who had accomplished all this, was calmly using his wand to continuously attack the man in front of him who was trying to rescue him, preventing him from intervening when Allen had just killed those troublesome guys.

In a long list of nonsense, Allen not only recovered his magic power, but the seeds that were attached to the soil during the previous attack were also desperately taking root in the ground and slowly surrounding that area. Anyway, those who were almost skeletons

The movement of the Inferi coming out was so loud that it just covered up the prelude of the attack. As for being discovered, it was even more impossible - no matter how hard you thought, the other party couldn't let the Inferi come out from under their feet, right?

However, the fly in the ointment is that the Inferi did not fall into a state of confusion and confusion after the death of the summoner. Instead, they stood in place, densely packed, waiting for the order to attack.

"It's a bit troublesome," Allen said with a bit of distress on his face, "Sure enough, the reason why they were able to awaken the Inferi was because you told them the method or passed it on to them, and you also know this method. It seems that

, it will take a lot of effort."

After taking a moment, Allen reluctantly said the last words, "Especially, it cost a lot of money."

The wand was waved wildly. Except for the magic that directly restricted the opponent's attack, the rest of the magic fell into the huge pile of corpses. Except for a sound like hot oil being poured on someone, nothing was caused.

Even though the magical Inferi quickly fell to the ground, they were still unable to have even the slightest impact on the huge Inferi army. There were too many of them.

However, the withdrawal attack also meant that the magic suppression effect that Allen had previously achieved through sneak attacks was completely ineffective. At this moment, the Saint, who had been suppressed and attacked by Allen for two minutes, could only use magic to block Allen's attack.

Allen slowed down from the violent attack, and his eyes were a bit crazy - even after Grindelwald's final defeat, he still ate in Germany and even several nearby places controlled by Grindelwald.

Quite frankly, the reason why he chose to take action this time was entirely because of the excessive consumption of materials, which forced him to come out to solve the financial problem, and this experience of being suppressed and beaten, especially by a junior who had just grown up.

The experience was undoubtedly a huge humiliation.

"Tear him apart!"

The huge army of Inferi finally got the order to attack, and the whole white ocean started to move. The editor's skeleton, which could not be seen at a glance, pressed directly towards Allen - even if they were just broken pieces that were called mass-produced.

Goods, even if they have lost the sense of fear that being the Inferi can naturally bring to people over the long years, they are still Grindelwald's reserve army back then.

A reserve army used to attack the Muggle regime, used to conquer the world, and an army used to push back the magical forces and Muggle fighting forces of other countries.

So what if a spell destroys a street?

How many skeletons are there?

Even if there are not all the Inferi here, even if not all the corpses were made into Inferi, the number here is still not tens of thousands - there are hundreds of thousands of skeletons here.

If this huge number were added up, it would even overwhelm the entire defense system of the Ministry of Magic in a small country. The Saints back then were no joke organization, but were so large that they clearly stated that they wanted to conquer the entire magical world.

The existence of magic circles in several countries.

"Since you don't choose to be my disciple, just become my work." Alva looked at Allen, and he didn't even have the intention to attack - since the opponent can survive in his hands, then, with the use of that year,

It is worthwhile to use the Inferi army to attack those countries and let them die.

He raised his wand and unleashed several complex spells, allowing him to barely stand in the air and be able to clearly see the weak resistance of the kid below him.

The entire space is sealed to death. Unless the opponent fights out alive, there is no way to escape. And to fight out from here, even if the power of the Ministry of Magic of those small countries is concentrated, it will be difficult to kill several of them.

Send it out personally, let alone, there is only such a little wizard in front of you.

"So many years have passed - our army is still so huge. If Dumbledore hadn't suddenly intervened, how could they have stopped us." He narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of his research partners at the time.

Speaking of the war, didn't the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic want to resist back then, or were they pushed down by the entire Inferi army?

And now, although these defective products have become skeletons and lost the appearance of the Inferi back then, but haven't I developed a better one? Better, more perfect, and even, it is expected to use them to surround the top ones.

An army of wizards - like, Dumbledore?

"So, since you can't be a inheritor, then as a member of the army, it's better to become a witness." (To be continued)