Two Worlds: I studied abroad at Hogwarts

Chapter 280 Victory at Last
Outside the castle, a blood mist as thick as ink had filled the entire battlefield.

Wherever it goes, everything is distorted and polluted.

Stimulated by the blood mist, the faithless soldiers and those hideous and terrifying monsters seemed to be injected with crazy demonic nature and became increasingly violent.

There was a strange red light flashing in their eyes, their expressions were twisted and ferocious, and they were completely unaware of the pain.

Like a group of mindless killing machines, they rushed towards the tribal army without any regard for their lives.

Although the soldiers on the tribal side fought hard, the situation was extremely unfavorable to them.

Especially those islanders who joined in temporarily, they had no combat experience and fell one after another.

But no one retreated!

Among them, the most brutal fighting took place among the followers of the Gospel Church.

Each of them had a strong belief in revenge for their loved ones, and at the beginning of the war, they rushed to the front without hesitation.

At this moment, the originally neat and orderly battle formation had already collapsed, replaced by a chaotic and bloody melee.

On the battlefield, an ordinary islander brandished a long sword and fought a fierce battle with the Faithless soldiers who rushed over.

He had multiple injuries on his body and his clothes were stained with blood, but he kept gritting his teeth and persevering.

"Why! Why! This is my home, how can I lose to you lunatics!"

The islander's voice was full of unwillingness. He chopped at the enemy with the long sword in his hand, but due to lack of physical strength and excessive consumption, he gradually fell down.

Not far away, a member of the Evangelical Church had a look of grief and indignation on his face, stabbing a monster with a spear in his hand.

After being hit, the monster just shook its body and then pounced on him again with its fangs and claws bared.

"Come on! Monster! I can finally avenge my son!"

The believers shouted and thrust their spears, but the monster had thick skin and tough flesh, and his attacks had little effect.

As the monster approached and attacked, he was unable to dodge and was knocked to the ground.

At the last moment, his eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness.

"Son. Revenge"

In the area where the tribal wizards were fighting, the blood mist around them became thicker and thicker.

When they saw the blood mist and bats appear, the Faithless knew that their real leader had taken action.

Suddenly, they all became crazier and crazier.

The magic cast by the Faithless, with the blessing of the blood mist, is twice as powerful as before.

Lieutenant General Dylan struggled to block a fire magic attack, his heart filled with surprise.

His battle with the Faithless has been going on for many years, but such a strange scene has never appeared before.

"That shouldn't be the case. With such a killer weapon, why didn't they use it before?"

In previous battles, Lieutenant General Dilan was always able to deal with these ordinary members of the Faithless with ease.

Now in the same situation, he is in trouble and even suffers multiple injuries.

boom!
Layton acted in time and knocked away the explosive magic behind Lieutenant General Dylan.

"The current situation is not right, we have to find a way to exit!"

As soon as he approached Lieutenant General Dylan, Layton immediately stood behind him and shouted.

"No, those tribal wizards haven't retreated yet, there are still..."

"Don't be silly! Look at the blood mist in front of you. The wizard who flew into the castle hasn't come out yet. Doesn't this explain the situation?"

There were three wizards who flew into the castle, but Lieutenant General Dilan knew.

Layton was talking about the young high priest.

After witnessing Moon's powerful magical skills yesterday.

They thought today's battle would be much easier.

But I didn't expect the situation on the battlefield to change so drastically.

Now it seems that the high priest is definitely in danger.

If they don't evacuate now, none of them will be able to leave.

After hearing what Leighton said, Lieutenant General Dylan remained silent.

His heart was extremely conflicted at this moment.

According to his original idea, he should completely eliminate the faithless today and protect the people on the island.

But now.
Dylan looked unwillingly towards the castle, where the blood mist was even thicker.

At this time, the sound of magical battles inside could no longer be heard.

Lieutenant General Dylan's lips trembled slightly. He wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

The development of the war seemed to be exactly what Layton had imagined.

In this war, the tribal wizards and the faithless were in a situation where both sides suffered losses.

This may be a good opportunity for federal spellcasters.

A great opportunity to drive away the Faithless and then go to Star Embers Island to trade Flying Magic and Charmander.

Of course, there must be a prerequisite for doing this.

That is, the tribal high priest is trapped in the castle and will never come out.

In Layton's opinion, this premise seemed to no longer need to be considered.

Great Wizard Hailan is one of the most powerful wizards in the tribe.

After receiving Moon's order, he has been engaged in a fierce battle with another high-ranking member of the Faithless.

Relying on the rich experience accumulated over the years, he had already successfully defeated the opponent and plunged them into chaos.

But the spreading blood mist changed everything.

Under the influence of the blood mist, the high-ranking member of the Faithless actually underwent a strange change.

His body began to twist and deform, gradually merging some biological characteristics of turtles and crabs.

After the transformation, the Faithless not only has a greatly increased magical power, but also develops magic resistance.

The great wizard Hailan had to give up looking for the high priest in the castle and continue fighting with the opponent in front of him.

Later, countless bats came to help the faithless.

In desperation, the great wizard Hailan could only join forces with two other tribal wizards to resist together.

The appearance of blood mist and bats has made the tribal wizards even more short of manpower.

More and more people were injured and the situation became increasingly critical.

In the square inside the castle.

Moon was lying straight on the ground, his eyes closed, unconscious.

Lang and Lu were surrounded by dense swarms of bats, as if they were trapped in a black cage.

Shaman Lu gripped his magic wand tightly, beads of sweat on his forehead, and continued to chant the [Beast-Repelling Spell] while muttering to himself.

However, this magic could only barely maintain a vacuum zone with a radius of more than ten centimeters in front of them.

The bats that came in like a tide put their situation in a precarious situation.

As for the huge blood-colored monster that exudes an evil aura, it is standing aside at this moment, looking smug.

It reached out its claws and took the old willow wand and broom from Moon's hands.

After quickly twirling the wand between his fingers, he examined it carefully.

Although the bloody monster is still unclear about the specific uses of these two magical creations.

But through the battle just now, it knew that these two things would definitely come in handy in the future.

"The two of you should stop struggling in vain. No one has ever escaped my [Blood Breaking Gaze]. They will only sink forever in their own illusory world."

The bloody monster's voice carried a chilling confidence.

"Bullshit! The high priest is the chosen one."

Lang retorted loudly.

Despite his tough talk, Lang couldn't help but feel uneasy. The blood-red monster before him was too powerful, and the high priest was still unconscious, which made his faith waver.

"The Chosen One? Ha, I think only stubborn old wizards like you would believe such nonsense."

The bloody monster sneered and continued to play with Moon's wand, his eyes full of greed.

It had never seen such an exquisite magical creation before.

It secretly admired the material and craftsmanship of the wand, and a satisfied smile appeared on its face unconsciously.

"Don't worry, since you brought me such good things, I won't kill you directly.

However, my potion is still short of some wizard blood, and I think you two will be perfect for it!"

Hearing the words of the bloody monster, Lang and Lu suddenly felt a surge of fear in their hearts.

The boiling blood in the crucible seemed to foreshadow their near future.

However, in this desperate atmosphere.

A sudden voice suddenly appeared, breaking the tense air.

"It turns out the magic mirror really shows the future!"

"How. How is it possible?"

Hearing the familiar boy's voice, the smugness on the blood-colored monster's face instantly disappeared, replaced by a look of shock.

The monster knew very well that no one could escape his [Blood Gaze].

But the voice behind him seemed to prove to him that his most proud magic had failed.

After waking up, Moon's eyes became more determined.

Looking at Lang and Lu who were surrounded by bats and in a critical situation, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile.

Afterwards, Moon muttered to himself as if in dialogue with some invisible being.

"I helped you, you have to help me at least once."

As soon as Moon finished speaking, something magical happened.

The old willow wand in the blood-colored monster's hand suddenly seemed to be injected with life and began to sprout rapidly.

The tender green shoots grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye they grew into thick willow branches.

These willow branches are filled with powerful magical power, like a bunch of nimble pythons.

Before the bloody monster could react, the willow branches had already wrapped around its head like lightning.

Circle after circle, it was tied tightly.

"How is this possible?"

The bloody monster roared in despair.

It struggled desperately and flapped its wings hard, trying to break free from the willow branches, but it was all in vain.

Moon didn't give it any chance to breathe and quickly took out his spare wand.

He chanted a spell and a sharp [Divine Sword Invisible] shot out instantly!
On the battlefield, the monsters and faithless soldiers who were still fighting frantically with humans seemed to have their control threads cut off.

The body began to shake uncontrollably, and then one after another fell down.

The islanders were all shocked. They had just blocked the attack with their weapons when they realized something was wrong.

The Faithless soldiers who had been so ferocious just now now had no spirit in their eyes and did not move at all. Even when they were being stabbed by knives, they would not shout.

The islanders had no idea what was happening.

The Evangelical church members also stood there in a daze. Some of them even maintained their attacking postures, but forgot to continue waving their arms.

Their eyes flickered between the fallen enemy and their teammates, trying to find a reasonable explanation.

Zalan, the veteran soldier who had been on many battlefields, was also stunned.

After noticing that the blood mist began to dissipate, he took a deep breath and shouted with all his strength

"Kill the enemy!"

This roar was like a thunderclap.

It broke the silence on the battlefield and awakened many people who were still immersed in shock.

On the battlefield, everyone was still speculating that all this might be related to the Son of God in the castle.

Although the specific reason is not clear.

But they firmly believed that with the protection of the Son of God, this was the perfect time to kill the enemy.

So, after Zalan roared, everyone gripped their weapons tightly and rushed towards the remaining enemies.

Without the support of the blood mist, the Faithless's magical power seemed to be drained in an instant and greatly reduced.

The power is far less than when the red fog was spreading just now.

The tribal wizards took this opportunity to fight back.

Various spells shone brilliantly in the air, whistling towards the Faithless with great power.

Even Layton and Dylan, the two spellcasters who were originally preparing to retreat, now went after the opponents who had just bullied them.

"Haha, I knew High Priest Moon could do it!"

Lieutenant General Dilan shouted excitedly after completely eliminating a Faithless.

His faith in the tribal high priest had now reached its peak.

Layton also seized the opportunity and quickly dealt with the other faithless people.

At this moment, he no longer had the thought of retreating, and there was both joy and worry in his eyes.

Inside the castle, the terrifying blood-red monster collapsed.

Blood slowly flowed from the monster's eyes, spreading on the cold stone floor.

The black-robed wizard was standing not far away. After witnessing this scene, he froze instantly, as if he had been cast under a spell of immobilization.

"no no!"

The black-robed wizard's eyes widened in disbelief.

His lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't utter a complete syllable.

However, just as he shouted, a curse shot towards him.

Lang seized the opportunity and unleashed [Thunderbolt Explosion], hitting the black-robed wizard.

The black-robed wizard who was originally running towards the blood-colored monster was instantly blown away and fell heavily to the ground.

As the blood-colored monster and the black-robed wizard fell, the blood mist that had shrouded the castle for a long time began to dissipate rapidly, as if it had lost its source of support.

The light that was originally distorted by the blood mist now became bright and clear again.

Without the nuisance of the blood mist, the bats that had been controlled by evil magic and gone crazy also regained their sanity.

They circled in the air, making bursts of chirping sounds.

The voice was no longer as sharp and piercing as before, but carried a hint of relief.

Swarms of bats flew out of the castle.

Their figures formed a black torrent in the sky.

Many bats were tired of flying and landed under the eaves of the castle.

They folded their wings and perched quietly, their small eyes vigilantly observing everything around them.

Some bats also flew into the abandoned rooms of the castle and settled in dusty corners.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the castle changed dramatically.

From the previous horror and gloom, it gradually became peaceful and tranquil.

As for Moon at this moment.

He was standing quietly in the castle battlefield, concentrating on observing the changes in himself.

The mysterious black magic energy just now was still raging in his mind.

(End of this chapter)