The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The dwarf uncle and nephew tiptoed over the window to escape from the inn, not going through the main entrance, of course to avoid the druid of unknown origin.

The elk crouching in the corner suddenly stood up, the elf's slender body cast an elongated shadow, a mouse ran down the stairs, jumped down the stairs, and transformed into a starling.

"Did you find anything?"

The starling chirped, and the female elf nodded repeatedly, "It's okay, those red-robed wizards are dangerous, and it's right not to sneak into the room rashly."

The thunder outside the house intensified.

The druid smelled a faint smell of sulfur, and hurried to the cellar, and saw the corpse smiling like a demon.

On the floor, the blood congealed sacrificial circle was shocking.

The bright red light flickered in the blood rune, and the red light beat like a heart.

The starling on the druid's shoulder shrieked.

"It's too late." The female elf shook her head, with sad ripples in her empty eyes, "The sacrifice has been completed."

As soon as she finished speaking, the red light emanating from the sacrificial rune suddenly went out, and the blood seemed to lose its vitality and scattered into pools of irregular red stains.

The starlings chirped, anxious and serious.

"I see." The female elf nodded in agreement, "We can't let the devil just appear on the main material plane... Although that human being is powerful, he doesn't understand the horror of purgatory."

The druid held the cane with both hands, put the tip of the staff between his eyebrows, and whispered in his mouth, praying to the gods of Seldarion. Afterwards, she lit a piece of moon orchid incense, and asked the lofty god in the smoke: "I want to know how to stop the next devil's sacrifice."

She casts a divination spell.

Curls of smoke slowly condensed into a moving image in the air. It was two dwarves running in the rain.

"I'll go after them, Doric, but you stay. If that sorcerer wants to go after the devil, I'll help you show him the way."

One of the starlings nodded and flew away from the druid's shoulder.

The female elf sneaked into the rainy night through the rear window, transformed into a gray wolf, sniffed the remaining dwarf scent in the rain, and quickly chased after it.

The open rear window was blown back and forth by the wind, and was suddenly held down by a pair of skinny hands. The red-robed wizards appeared from their invisibility. They looked at each other silently and exchanged opinions silently.

"Go after that druid." "We have to keep some people and keep an eye on those two bards." "I'll go and keep in touch."

...

As the sky was approaching, Lin De hurried forward.

The moment the devil descended, the latitude and longitude of the magic net trembled like a tsunami. The portal from the lower plane to Faerun was forcibly opened by a desecrated ritual, and everything returned to calm in an instant.

He followed the direction of the burst of magical aura.

A starling suddenly flew from behind, keeping pace with Linde.

It chirped in the ear.

Linde didn't bless himself with the magic of animal communication, but he probably guessed what the druid meant.

"You want to show me the way?"

The starling fluttered its wings and flew forward like a sharp arrow, and the horse quickened its pace to catch up.

In a muddy open field, the druids were caught in a battle with the red-robed wizard.

The Cyres cast spells one after another, and lightning and flames alternated like a net, like a natural disaster.

The female elf summoned a huge elite water element, and her companions summoned a pack of wolves, and transformed themselves into brown bears, like a battle group.

Not far from the battlefield, the dwarf guard Barenda let go, and the hammer fell to the ground. Join's breastplate was shattered, and he fell into the muddy water, lifeless.

Ballenda sat down silently, held a gorgeous diamond in his hand without saying a word, and stared sadly at this gem that caused infinite greed.

The blood that flowed from the uncle's body turned into profane runes, and the final sacrifice was completed.

The dark clouds in the sky no longer rain. The water on the ground quickly seeped into the ground, the soil became dry and chapped in large areas.

The devil is coming.

Its pitch-black sharp claws tore apart the structure of time and space, stretched out from the void, and with a violent pull of its left and right hands, it scratched the sky.

A shuttle-shaped vertical wound unfolded in the sky. Through the gate of time and space, one could see Nessus, the deepest layer of purgatory, the desperate scarlet sky, the fragmented earth, and the depths of the magnificent Malshem Fortress. Twinkling like dark stars.

The despairing smell of sulfur almost immediately overwhelms the will of mortals to resist.

The ongoing spells of the red-robed wizards were forced to interrupt. They could not maintain concentration under the gaze of the great devil, and the trembling magic nets in their hands also calmed down. The druids also stopped attacking, and the water elemental elite anxiously canceled the call and fled back to the elemental plane. The wolves were so frightened that they shitted.

The Cyrils stared blankly at the crack in the sky. Behind the gate of another world, there was a scene of demons dancing wildly in hell.

"Could it be... Ah, Ah—Asmon..." A wizard murmured.

"Shut up!" his companion interrupted with a groan, "don't read that man's taboo!"

The female elf druid's lips were pale, her whole body was wet with rain and sweat, and her hair was sticking to her cheeks, like a drowned ghost.

She repeatedly chanted the names of the elves and gods, praying for their divine power to block the gaze of the devil.

Across time and space and all planes, the gaze of the great devil seemed to pierce these mortals.

It wasn't until he withdrew his gaze that everyone gained the power to breathe again.

Something is going through the portal. It is the minion sent by the master of hell.

A huge shadow dripped from the wound in the sky, as black as ink, and turned into a desperate aura after landing. The pitch-black wind blew across the ground, the wolves rolled, and the wizard fell to the ground. The two parties that had been fighting each other were staring at the shadow that fell to the ground.

It slowly stood up straight in the black wind, and a pair of huge fiery red wings suddenly spread out, dispelling the surrounding black mist, revealing its real body.

The huge body is covered with wild and beastly muscles, the red body has hard and sharp scales, the eyes are like burning coals, revealing a deep light, and the sharp teeth in the mouth are like a steel dagger.

There was an air of despair all over his body.

"Deep Hell - Demon Refining." The female elf took a deep breath and pronounced this terrifying title.

"Tuva." The gigantic abyssal fiend even introduced himself politely.

The fiends of the deep hell are the top group of the devil society. They are the governor of the hell territory, the commander of the army of the nine hells, and the staff of the devil princes. They are tenacious, powerful, have a superb evil intelligence, and amazing patience. Any mortal who tries to enslave the fiends in the deep hell and drive them will end up in a miserable end, and their souls will be dragged into hell and become the lowest servants of evil demons.

"Tuva, why did you come here?!" the female elf shouted loudly.

The fiend in deep hell didn't answer directly, but instead asked in a hissed voice: "Elves, do emperors still exist in your society?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Look at me, and look at those red-robed wizards in Searle. They are all just running for the emperor's gaze. This is our destiny." Tuva's ferocious and terrifying beast face revealed tranquility, "Hand over the power wands, wizards."

The Cyre said anxiously: "We didn't get the scepter! It may be in the hands of this elf, or it may be in the hands of the two bards in the inn!"

Tuva sneered, "No, idiot, I can feel that the power of the artifact is in your hands."

It suddenly moved forward, and before the afterimages on everyone's retinas disappeared, the sharp claws pierced through the body of a red-robed wizard.

"Here!" Tuva roared in surprise, and then took out a fork from the red-robed wizard!