when harry potter met league of legends

Infernal corpse.

The greatest weakness of the corpses awakened by dark wizards to serve them is their fear of fire.

This is a rather ridiculous weakness - because a slightly qualified wizard can successfully summon a ball of fire.

In addition, it also has the weakness of slow movement, which is even worse. If its manufacture was not against wizard laws, the slow-moving Inferi could almost be used as a young wizard who has just learned witchcraft attacks.

The target of the trial, there is simply no one more suitable to be a living target than it.

However, even with these two fatal flaws, the Inferi is still listed as a huge threat by the Ministry of Magic. The reason is quite simple, because unlike other magical creatures, the Inferi can form an army - because of its

It is so simple to make and there is absolutely no need to worry about using it.

And now, this situation has become even more disguised - as a besieged object, Allen cannot use apparation or other space magic to get himself out at all, and as a besieger, the number of Inferi

It is almost piled up into a sea. Every time an Inferi is knocked down by magic, the next Inferi will squeeze in. Even if the number of knockdowns is changed to dozens, hundreds or even thousands, there will still be no effect.

Because, right now, Allen is facing the sea of ​​skeletons and the sea of ​​corpses in Liancheng.

"It's such a pity. It's rare to see such a good seedling, ambitious, talented, and knows what he needs - but why is he confused when he should be confused the most." Alva sighed in the air,

Use magic to drive more Inferi to push them past.

He is just a wizard alone, without any companions or any support, so what does it matter no matter how much magic power he has?

Even the magic power required to knock down an Inferi is insignificant to this wizard, but what if this insignificance is multiplied by three hundred thousand? Even the top wizard cannot sustain it.

"Boy, even if we let these defective products bury a genius like you - oh, have you started the final struggle? But it's useless."

Alva's low sigh suddenly rose a little, with a bit of surprise. Looking from his angle, a small group of white ice and snow bloomed from a piece of bone white, and then slowly but incomparably

It expanded firmly, as if nothing could stop its spread. It didn't stop until a circle with a radius of ten meters was formed on that piece of land, and the expansion stabilized, forming an area where there was no one except the caster.

A place of death for living things.

Countless ice edges and hail filled it, blown up by the strong storm, and then attacked like knives and bullets at any creature that dared to take a step inside. The white skeleton stepped into it and was almost instantly hit by the sharp ice edges.

The bone residue that was swept up and then quickly hung into pieces in the storm was spit out by the force of the wind and evenly spread over a large area of ​​land nearby, forming a pale color with a bit of novelty.

"A desperate trick? After learning that Li Huo had no way to use it, how could he still mobilize his magic power to create such a large massacre?" Alva didn't look surprised. Such a talented young man, if he didn't have a few

The magic of using one's hand to save one's life is a strange thing. If the other party is helpless after losing Li Huo, he will really feel surprised.

"Still, I'm a little reluctant to give up." Looking at the most conspicuous white among the yellowish white below, Alva closed his eyes slightly, and then made up his mind, "If he can hold on and stop being torn apart before

If you surrender to me, I will rescue him and give him what I have studied all my life." In the air, Alva nodded lightly and confirmed his decision again, but the magic in his hand urging the Inferi to press down was even more urgent.

A few points - he is not afraid at all that the other party will choose to retaliate against him after learning everything. If the young man in front of him can survive everything and can kill him after learning his research, it means that the other party has really learned how to learn it.

He even has a deeper understanding of black magic than he does. In that case, his goal of finding a true inheritor will naturally be achieved.

Under the control of magic, the Inferi, which had never been afraid of death, pressed towards the circle of ice storm like water leaking out, as if they were crushing the circle of ice storm. White, white, still white,

The pale color with a hint of earthy color gathered into the waves, desperately beating towards the small reef, as if the small stone would be crushed into powder in the next moment.

However, in this huge sea of ​​bones, there are dozens of disharmonies. The tiny ones are almost invisible, but they are really happening. Among the attacking skeletons, there are a few wisps of crazy purple light on their bodies that swallow everything.

In just a few seconds, this skeleton with a bit of purple light on its body will be submerged in the huge and boundless sea of ​​skeletons or simply rolled into pieces by the ice storm, while the skeleton next to it will

However, one of them will be entangled in purple the moment the skeleton falls, becoming the next victim.

And every time a skeleton falls due to the purple light, Allen's magic power, which is huge compared to his peers, will recover a small part, and then be consumed in the huge ice storm at his feet.

The skeletons that came up from the huge siege were pale with a bit of earth color, and the ice storm at the feet of Allen in the center of the siege was white with a bit of chill, and the excess between the two was polished by the ice storm.

The pale color is made up of the bone fragments at the back, and three different white colors are piled together to form an extremely layered picture.

However, Alva, who was above, was not in the mood to appreciate this scene at all - he was even a little impatient at the moment.

Originally, he was already prepared for the kid below to be crushed, then it turned into an expectation that the other party would surrender to him when he couldn't hold it anymore, and then it turned into an appreciation for the other party's ability to persist for so long, and now

, but it turned into a curse that made the other party unable to hold on and be torn apart in the next second.

However, no matter what kind of perception he had, the circular blizzard below still stopped there steadily without any signs of retreating. It was like a rock resisting the constant attacks of skeletons, and nearby

The land and the thick layer of bone residue have formed a small slope - but even so, the ice storm still does not look like it is retreating or about to collapse.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible!" Alva suddenly felt a little panicked in his heart - wouldn't that bastard's magic power be consumed?

"Press up, press up for me!!!"

Hysterical noises resounded in the air, and a bigger wave formed in the sea of ​​white skeletons. (To be continued)