Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

In the deep valley of the Thunder Mountains, a huge bonfire was burning in the open space of the valley. The wine glasses and leftovers scattered around confirmed that a carnival had just happened here.

But at this moment, except for the swaying bonfire on the site, this empty valley was so quiet that it was disturbing.

After a while, several deformed figures finally came out. Looking at the lighted hole on the cliff in the distance, several ugly witches looked at each other, wondering whether they should go up and have a look.

These witches were the same ones who were in the cave just now. When they saw Muriel being beaten away by the child who was supposed to be their food, they left her crippled without loyalty and fled in panic.

But when they ran hundreds of meters away, they didn't see Muriel or the child appear at the entrance of the cave. After several calculations, the bold witches who slipped away quietly came back. .

Since no one came out for such a long time, maybe the two of them fought in the cave and were both injured and dying.

This idea popped into the minds of the witches. Muriel is the most powerful fallen witch among them. No one knows what cards she has. And if she really dies, just eat her brain. They will become stronger than they are now.

Looking at each other with murderous intent in their eyes, all the witches laughed sinisterly.

But just as they reached the bottom of the cliff, a large hole suddenly exploded in the towering straight cliff, and countless rocks smashed down like a landslide, directly killing the few unlucky ones who were closest to them.

The remaining witches who were slightly luckier all dodged and saw a red monster with huge dragon horns, stepping on a demon with wings, falling from the sky and hitting the ground, creating countless spider webs on the ground. General cracks.

A powerful shock wave spread out from the direction where the two landed, blowing all the dust on the ground around them far away. The shock wave even lifted the huge bonfire more than ten meters away, and scattered it into torches in the air. , fell to the ground.

Raast raised his head and glanced at the blood moon in the sky. A low and sonorous voice rang out in the valley. He joked with Eric in his mind: "I didn't expect that the moon in this world is actually red. I like this color." , after I kill all these guys, I will pluck the moon from the sky for you."

"What? No? That's not okay. I'm La Ast. No one dares to refuse what I want to give away."

"The same goes for death!"

At the end of the sentence, Laast lowered his head and looked at the dying demon who was stepped on the ground by him. He lightly stamped his feet twice, causing more cracks on the ground: "Is this guy so weak? Eric, You were almost cornered by such a guy, so aren't you weaker?"

"Hey! Swearing? This is not a good habit. Children should be civilized."

The demon Asmodeus looked at Laast who was stepping on him and talking to himself like a madman. Blood mixed with internal organs slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He used his remaining strength to look up at Laast. , exclaimed in shock and fear: "Impossible, there can't be a creature as strong as you in this world. Who are you? There is no one like you in hell and heaven."

Rayast stopped communicating with Eric, squatted down, and put all his weight on the right leg that was stepping on the demon. He looked at Asmo in a joking manner, screaming because he couldn't bear it. Germany: "Hell, heaven, what is that?"

As he said that, he raised his head again, looked at the cowering witches around him, and said in surprise: "Hey, you are back again. That's great. It saves me the trouble of looking for you one by one."

"Wait~"

Seeing Laast in front of him raising his scythe, as if he was ready to kill, Asmodeus spat out the blood in his mouth, raised his hand and begged for mercy: "I lost, I am willing to surrender to you... "

But before it finished speaking, a blood-red sickle was inserted into its chest. The red light on Laast's face flashed, and he pressed the sickle against his body and raised it above his head: "What kind of garbage can match it?" I surrender!"

'Split She Shadow~'

Rhaast spat disdainfully, and spit out a small ball of red energy on the demon's body, emitting a plume of white smoke.At the same time, he activated his ultimate secret, and his figure turned into a stream of light, rushing into the demon's body along the smoking wound, leaving only the sickle hooked on the demon's body, like pork hanging on an iron hook in a butcher's stall. Hanging in mid-air.

"No~no~"

Asmodeus's face suddenly showed fear, and his head and body were swinging wildly as if he were drowning. Wounds appeared all over his body, and red smoke spread out.

Amidst the demon's terrified screams, the scythe hooked on him emitted a dazzling scarlet light.

With a muffled sound of "chi", the demon's struggling body suddenly stopped.A ray of red light broke through the back of its motionless body and transformed into a human figure again.

Raast held the scythe in one hand and landed on the ground behind it. He kicked away the skeleton that had been sucked dry by him until only the bones remained. He looked at the witches around him. The faces under the armor represented The red ball of light revealed an arc that looked like a smile: "The harvest has begun."

As soon as the words fell, Laast's body turned into a stream of light, and he rushed in front of a two-headed witch. He swung the sickle and easily cut off her two heads. Before the blood spurted out, they were already in its hands. The sickle absorbed it and transformed it into magic power that entered his body.

"I like this feeling, such a joyful killing, and I wish the world will never have peace!"

Along with his manic laughter, Laast's body continued to turn into phantoms, killing four or five witches present.

Seeing his fierce appearance, the remaining witches hurriedly used magic to conjure up several willow trees with waving branches in an attempt to stop Raast's figure. They then climbed onto their broomsticks and tried to leave from the air.

"I have controlled the darkness. Since then, the night has a new master. Poor prey, please kneel before the great Darkin!"

"Kneel down for Rayast~"

He knocked the long handle of the sickle to the ground so hard that a red ring spread rapidly from the bottom of the sickle toward the outside of the valley.

Wherever the circle passed, the movements of all creatures stopped, as if they were stopped by time. The witches flying in the air also fell down like birds shot by shotguns, and landed on the ground. The ground was shaking constantly.

"I like this trick so much, it never goes out of style~"

Raast raised the scythe, put it on his neck, and scratched his illusory neck as if it was tickling.Following his movements, a dozen round objects rose into the sky in the distance.

The heads of those beings shrouded indiscriminately by his shadow magic were all disconnected from their necks and flew up. The incisions were extremely smooth, leaving only headless corpses twitching and falling to the ground.

"Simple, violent, chaotic, massacre... I will deprive you of all the miserable existence you call life..."

His figure quickly traveled to the farthest distance, looking at the last witch whose head had been screwed off but not completely dead, and her headless body stumbling as she picked up her head and ran away into the distance.

Raast raised his scythe, and the blade burst into light that shot straight to the sky: "That's it, run away, and then~ be torn apart by me."

But just as the sickle fell, the light rising into the sky suddenly dissipated, and his empty face suddenly began to tremble. The light group became extremely unstable, as if it was about to disperse at the next moment. He raised his free left hand to hug it. He hit his head and struggled and shouted: "No, I haven't had enough fun~ No!"

After the words fell, his upright figure staggered back and forth, and his figure slowly shrank. The armor covering the surface of his body continued to explode and fall off. As it fell to the ground, it decayed and decomposed, turning into nothingness in the air.Rayast screamed and hugged his head, kneeling on the ground. He was so angry that he used his last strength to curse: "You brat, you cross the river and burn the bridge..."

Then, in a burst of red light, Eric's body reappeared, kneeling on the ground, gasping for air, and fell to the ground exhausted.

Feeling the full magic power in his body, Eric chuckled at the corner of his mouth, looked at the task progress of "2330" in the task bar, and raised his thumbs towards the full moon in the sky.