MTL - A Magical Hogwarts-v7 Chapter 60 Shocking Battle (2)

As a war zone, the area where Stonehenge is located, both Muggles and wizards have long been dispersed.

Only the Auror army was stationed at the border, ready to support Stark at any time while preventing the Muggle army from approaching.

The urgency for support is naturally much higher than that of marginal ob.

In the previous Hogwarts battle, with the army of Dementors, the Death Eaters were easily defeated.

In addition, the mysterious person was killed so suddenly, which made many young wizards have arrogant thoughts:

Voldemort and his Death Eaters are no different.

Therefore, many young British generations have a disdainful attitude towards the so-called "Three Generations of Dark Lords" who were born out of nowhere.

Can you be more powerful than Stark?

They felt that as long as there was William, with the army of wizards rushing into the formation, under a few thousand people... hard consumption would kill him!

But at this moment, there were dark clouds in the sky, and the darkness was pressing for dozens of miles.

Even if you are so far away from the battlefield, you can feel the majestic magic in the air surging... What a terrifying battle.

Everyone whispered and looked towards the battle zone.

Without the need for binoculars, they could clearly see a huge waterspout, like a channel connecting heaven and earth, raging wildly.

Under the howling wind, standing in such a far area, even people could not stand firm.

If this is at the center of the battle, let alone supporting Stark, no amount of wizard army will be able to withstand it.

Many arrogant young wizards looked at each other in astonishment, all of them were blank.

In the center of the tornado, William was also holding on, trying to maintain the waterspout.

But it was extremely vulnerable to a single blow.

The **** of death didn't dodge at all, just raised a finger, and the waterspout stopped abruptly one meter away from him, blasting out a spray of water.

William suddenly widened his eyes, looked forward, and a storm surged in his heart.

If the man blocked with magic, or even moved the water with his words, he would not be so rude.

It's just that the **** of death opened his mouth directly, like Kunpeng absorbing water, the huge water stream shortened at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and was quickly swallowed by him.

William looked at this scene in astonishment, especially when the other party hiccupped, as if he was still not satisfied.

Death took a long, soothing sigh of relief, and two groups of gas were exhaled from the nose, hitting them like a strong wind.

William stepped back, quickly realizing that something was wrong.

The gas blown was so light that under the convection of the air, his body had a tendency to float upwards.

William murmured in horror: "Hydrogen!"

The 10,000 tons of rainwater that was swallowed actually did a...chemical reaction in the belly of death? !

In the next second, a flame appeared on the fingertips of the **** of death, and he shook his fingers like cigarette ashes...

When the flame encountered the hydrogen, it instantly turned into a blue fire dragon, burning violently towards William.

William tapped his wand to form a magical defense in front of him, ready to isolate the flames.

But the man let out a breath again, and the gust of wind suddenly blew out the power of the flame forward with extremely strong wind pressure.

Between heaven and earth, a fan with a farther distance and a wider range of action is formed.

The huge wave of air instantly destroyed William with an overall coverage.

And after the air wave, there is an explosion of hydrogen gas.

In an instant, the rumbling explosion spread out in a rolling three-dimensional manner, the fire blazing into the sky, and then the mushroom cloud bloomed.

William was covered in smoke and dust, and he apparated into the distance, but suddenly raised his head and his pupils shrank.

The man had been waiting there for a long time, and when he hooked it, it was a bolt from the blue.

William raised his wand, and in front of him gathered a wall of sand that fanned rapidly.

Lightning hit the sand wall, brilliantly bright, and then the wall was torn apart.

William's feet were rooted in the ground, and his body slipped out for dozens of meters.

He bent down slightly, forcibly stopped the backward momentum, tapped his wand lightly, and countless rays of light shot towards the **** of death.

The man had a smile on his face, and he was calm. With his figure hanging in the air, he accepted all the orders.

Then put the five fingers together, squeeze all the magic spells into a ball of light, and smash it towards William.

Within a radius of several miles, explosions continued one after another. No matter how William attacked, let alone hurt the **** of death, it was very difficult to even approach.

On the contrary, William's own magic, which was bounced back from time to time, staggered back from the impact, and was swayed by the continuous backstroke before he could stand still.

William's arm holding the wand spurted scarlet blood, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his knees went weak, and finally sat on the ground.

William covered his mouth with his hands, blood dripping from his fingers, and looked at the man panting.

The **** of death, whose sleeves were fluttering, looked at the young wizards who were about to lose their fighting power in front of him. He didn't speak, but there was some regret in his eyes.

One of the trapped beasts is still fighting, and the other remains motionless.

How can mortals compete with gods?

Which is better or worse, can't be more obvious.

What's even more terrifying is that the God of Death never made a real shot from beginning to end.

He is more like a master who has not been born for many years, and wants to see the scenery of the magical world in the thousand years that he has not been here.

Compared with his era, the most brilliant wizard of the younger generation, what more interesting magic does he have?

That's right, it's more interesting in the eyes of Death.

Even William, who is so young, has such strength, especially after Ji Momo, he has already stood at the top of the wizard...

In his eyes, it was nothing but interesting.

Will an elephant be bitten or broken by an ant?

No matter how powerful William was, he still did not break away from the shackles of mortals.

Moreover, before becoming a god, a man was the highest mountain in the world.

After becoming the lord of the underworld, I saw countless scenery that no one could see...

God is God!

The man raised his hand, preparing to take away the saint's soul and recover all the Deathly Hallows.

For thousands of years, almost all of the "three brothers" eventually died.

Countless powerful wizard souls were collected by Death, including Tom Riddle, who most recently obtained the Deathly Hallows.

This person in front of him, of course, is no exception!

But at this moment, suddenly, a vision appeared in heaven and earth!

At this moment, Death's eyes looked coldly into the distance.

William also turned his head hard and couldn't help laughing.

It's finally here!

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underworld,

Avalon Island.

As the place where the fairies in the lake once lived, it was turned into a cage 1,500 years ago.

Sixteen pillars, drawing the ground as a prison, as Stonehenge... trapping Morgan in it.

A fierce battle that was stronger than William's attack on the God of Death had lasted for more than ten days, and there was still no winner.

Both sides have reached their limit.

But even so, Morgan still showed more strength.

Against Vivian, who was still using Arya's body, she was not at a disadvantage at all, and even had a big advantage.

If Merlin hadn't left power for Vivian to use, Morgan would have killed this sister.

As a short-term recovery of magic power, Morgan's eyes focused more on the Holy Grail in Vivian's hands.

Inside the Holy Grail is a red dragon that can destroy Stonehenge.

As long as you get her, you can leave by yourself!

Morgan smiled softly, like a weak girl.

"Sister, we've been fighting for so long, and we haven't been able to decide the winner.

Give me the red dragon, I have been imprisoned for fifteen hundred years, enough punishment.

I'd say it's your sister. "

Vivian naturally knew the viciousness of this woman, she gritted her teeth and said:

"You Bichi, fifteen hundred years ago, you brought King Arthur to Avalon for treatment, and I kindly help you.

You attacked me sneakily, turned into me, attacked Merlin..."

"Unless it is a last resort, who doesn't want justice?" Morgan shook his head and said innocently in a **** tone:

"It was all forced by my father, he forced me to attack you, and forced me to kill Merlin.

He is a father and a **** of death, can I refuse? "

"You bullshit..." Vivian said angrily.

"What I said is true, right sister..." Morgan smiled.

"Do you know why Merlin doesn't want to be with you? Why did he leave here without taking you?"

"Father doesn't allow it, he wants Merlin to become a **** of death, Merlin refuses!"

"Hahaha..." Morgan laughed so hard that she couldn't stop talking.

"The reason is simple, Merlin is the father's... son.

You always say that I am **** with King Arthur, and accuse me from the highest moral point.

But you are incest... **** with your own brother! "

Vivian was stunned.

And Morgan took advantage of her unsteady heartstrings and grabbed the trident's hands, clenching them suddenly.

Dust rises.

Two tornadoes!

With her as the center, a circle of Gang Li Qi machine rolled away, trapping Vivian.

On the ground where Vivian was located, dozens of criss-crossing ravines appeared in an instant.

Morgan was about to continue the attack when a golden coffin slammed, and she slammed back to dodge.

The golden coffin was pushed open, and the witch flew out. Ignoring the raging wind, she approached Morgan and waved her wand.

Morgan raised his left hand, trapped the witch with powerful magic, and raised the trident in his right hand, trying to pin her to the ground.

Unexpectedly, in an instant, the witch pressed her body diagonally downward, avoiding the fatal blow.

This dodging may seem like an understatement, but it is not something ordinary wizards can do at all.

At least Morgan doesn't think that a wizard can break her magic unless the other party is also proficient in prehistoric mysteries.

But since the Big Four, there has never been such a wizard in this world.

Morgan's face changed slightly, and the witch approached again, her fist slammed with magic power, and Morgan struck with a more staunch elbow.

I never thought that the witch's punch, just as it was about to touch the elbow, the magic power opened the gate like a flood, faster and faster than Morgan's movement, and slapped the latter's chest.

Morgan was shocked and protected his body, but the witch changed her move again, but the target was not the chest, but the trident on her right hand.

Between the two, a circle of magic ripples visible to the naked eye swayed due to this punch.

The trident flew upside down and stuck on the stone pillar.

Babbling stepped back, her hands behind her back, the breeze was blowing, and the silver silk on her temples and the hem of a palace dress fluttered back.

"Who are you?!" Morgan asked sharply.

Although the comer is suspected of sneaking up on her when she is weak, her strength should not be underestimated.

Babbling smiled: "I'm Elaine's daughter..."

Morgan's eyes were obscure.

Babbling continued to say loudly, "I'll stop her~www.novelbuddy.com~ Vivian, you promised William!"

Vivian emerged from the gust of wind, and after glancing at Babbling, she resolutely flew towards the trident.

Morgan was about to stop it, when Babelin raised her wand, smiled, and asked:

"Second aunt, can I play with you? Although you are old, I will be gentle with you."

Suddenly murderous.

Vivian walked to the stone pillar and took off the trident.

As soon as she got it, she understood why the boy wanted this weapon.

It's Merlin's... key!

Vivian put the trident into the golden coffin, she raised it with one hand, floated in the air, and threw it towards the end of the Styx.

The golden coffin fell into the water, was wrapped in the vortex, and quickly sank to the bottom of the river.

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