Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

The change in tactics of the Abyss Legion made it no longer as safe for the centurion demons to stay at the back of the team as before.

Magic has a range, especially in the Abyss. Without the alchemical bullets now launched, the previous spellcasters could only threaten the demons at a maximum distance of six or seven hundred meters. Even if the magic wand can be strengthened with the materials of the ten thousand demons, the poor delivery rate has made the "enchanted magic wand" only accumulate a few hundred in the past few hundred years, and there are very few items that can increase the range.

The more than ten defensive fortifications outside the Fortress City are used to block the demons' advance in stages when the demon tide comes. However, now that the physical monks can rush in -

"Eat my stick!"

The Panda Heavy Cavalry Regiment led by Uncle Tian broke through the defense line of thousands of demon cannon fodder. He led the five most elite riders to form a small front arrow formation. In the moment when the demon centurion's stone head did not turn the corner, the six-man team rushed straight up at a violent speed of four or five hundred kilometers per hour!

‘Bang bang bang bang bang bang~’

After six consecutive heavy blows, the lower bodies of the three 15-meter-tall demon centurions, along with their steel legs that were like load-bearing pillars, were smashed to pieces.

Several thumb-thick steel cables were tied with hooks at one end. Before its huge body fell, the five riders who continued to gallop forward dragged it away in mid-air, quickly dragging it away from the battlefield. If it was too close to other demons, the magic power of the centurion demon would be absorbed and divided by other demons after its death.

In groups of two, three demon centurions were dragged hundreds of meters away in a few breaths. When they were outside the safe range, the panda cavalry released the hook, and the extremely powerful iron-eating beasts under their crotch slapped the ground with one palm, forcibly completing the reversal of the forward momentum, and turned around in an instant to start a new round of violent charge. When they came close to the centurion with only half of its body left, the giant bears stood up on both feet, their roars were deafening, and the full-covering steel heavy armor was instantly tightened at this moment.

After the slapping like a mountain pressing down on the top of the head, followed by the swift and powerful combo of the panda knights like thunder, the fatal points marked by the dyed ammunition on the demon centurion were shattered in an instant. The iron-eating beasts, which had just released their long-suppressed wildness, tore it with their palms, and this violent force that could twist off the head of an adult fire dragon directly ripped open the demon centurion.

Compared with the accuracy of shooting with a gun, the violence of this close combat is more pleasing to the eye.

The panda knight jumped off the back of the iron-eating beast, and their companions sat on the ground. They used their thick claws to dig around and opened a huge bag that could hold dozens of tons of ore. The knight who got off the bear threw away his stick and began to unload the goods with swift hands and feet.

In just over ten seconds, all the high-purity magic ores worth taking away from the demon centurion were looted. Although the remaining ones were not garbage, they were relatively worthless, and they had no time to clean them up carefully.

In just half a minute, the six panda cavalrymen who had fought their way out of the battlefield entered the battlefield again with rumbling steps. Thousands of demon cannon fodder were not so easy to kill. Even if they had now released the power that they could not use originally, the disadvantage in numbers made the progress of the "slaughter" not fast.

The Centurion Demons that were targeted first were taken to a distant place and slaughtered one after another. The constantly dying Demon cannon fodder would continue to feed the Centurion Demons one after another. The difficult battle would continue for quite some time. At this moment, the side of the battlefield that they paid close attention to was in a high-pressure state where even breathing was a luxury.

Harry understood for the first time what it meant to say that an elephant could be killed by a swarm of ants.

As soon as he got entangled with the Demons, Harry realized that he had made a big mistake. He should not have fought a positional war, or rather, positional war was the stupidest behavior when dealing with the Demons, especially when the number was crushed.

But it was too late to regret. Just one wrong step, which delayed only ten seconds, and the seemingly endless Demons had surrounded them.

The sharp spear could pierce the thick and tough multiple anti-magic armor of the Demon Centurion, but it was not very applicable when dealing with the endless Demon cannon fodder.

Harry somewhat missed the Lu Chuan he met in the World Youth Gladiator Arena. He was a humanoid turret that not only shot a lot, but also shot accurately. His spellcasting medium was mostly enhanced good stuff, just like his own ebony and white ivory, with very interesting entries. After all, when human power is limited, unless the brain is transformed into a biological computer, the dense and dense barrage pouring down like a waterfall is completely impossible to calculate.

And this kind of spellcaster is the cannon fodder killer in the abyss battlefield. The demons need to accurately kill the vital points. Is there any more suitable map-scanning weapon than the multi-barreled Gatling gun with the tracking effect of ammunition bullets?

Maybe there is.

After swinging the spear horizontally to sweep out a vacuum area, the blue and white spear body turned up the flowing lines like scales, and the iron-gray magic power bloomed in the gaps. The extremely sweet magic power fluctuations stimulated the entire demon team to the point of almost going crazy!

As the spear was swung horizontally, the delicate alchemical mechanical parts instantly deformed and reorganized. Just like the Light Wings composite weapon used by Qiu, as the main weapon of Harry's alchemical armor, Nicolas Flamel added multiple variable forms to it, but changing the form requires injecting magic power. Compared to letting the magic tide rage, Harry needs a handy weapon that can be used against the magic tide.

"It's a pity that the ebony and white ivory are not suitable for loading yet." At the crazy moment of the magic wave, Harry grinned slightly and smiled coldly, "I'll leave the back to you."

The folding tower shield held in his left hand was put away, and the double-edged giant sword with a blade length of two meters and four meters was held in both hands. When the hilt was twisted and the silver-blue sword blade stood upright on his chest, a streak of gray light appeared. Flashing extension from the hilt of the sword.

"The divine edge is shadowless."

Harry spoke softly, and the materialized awakener magic solidified this sharp spell. The sharp blade with a faint steely cold light stretched on the broad sword body, and the demon's sharp teeth gnawed on it, trying to bite it. Crush this extremely sweet cake, but the tangible sharpness cuts through their rock-like jagged teeth, dividing their bodies silently.

The iron-gray light blade trembled slightly, and the awakened mana that was difficult to digest was constantly being sucked in, but this was not at all the steel food that the cannon fodder demons could digest in an instant!

The sweeping giant sword skipped two-thirds of the entire defense platform. Except for the back guarded by his companions, the 270-degree range directly in front was covered by the sweeping glow. The tribe will not die, but before they reorganize their bodies and stand up again——

The broken body needs more pieces to be put back together.

"This doll, sword, etc., besides being handsome, what's the use of it?"

Uncle Tian, ​​who was playing a Centurion home run not far away, curled his lips and said, "A real man has to play with a big stick. I'll hit him with the stick. No matter if he hits or not, he will die!"

The demon centurion who was whipped away by Uncle Tian's stick was not hit at any vital point. However, his entire body was severely injured, and all the magic nodes in his body were also shattered. (End of chapter)