Hogwarts Wasteland: The Witch from the Borderlands

Chapter 536 A Cup's Wish

Like the other Goblet of Fire warriors, the experimental subject squad, who call themselves the Summoners, are also struggling through the city.

No, it wasn't exactly difficult. Adam's firepower was simply too terrifying, and his speed was too fast. Even the thick-skinned, large Titan mechs could only struggle to cope with his cutting lasers and were unable to launch an effective counterattack.

In terms of manpower, Levi and his brothers and sisters did not have extra forces to devote to the war, but perhaps it was precisely because they were only a few people that the goblins relaxed their vigilance, and the direction in which they broke in was the one with the fewest defenses.

There was no other way; the large army of the Lich Party in the east and the Hogwarts army in the west were simply too conspicuous and too numerous. This forced the garrisoned goblins to move closer to these two sides, which weakened the resistance in other directions and greatly reduced the pressure on the troops of the other schools.

Levi and Zorrian, on the other hand, only faced sporadic goblins offering resistance, allowing them to advance to a distance almost equal to that of Harry and his group.

"Forget about the Holy Grail, that's not the direction we should go." Zorian commanded the God of Transformation, covering his companions with magic similar to the Disillusionment Charm. The flowing colors made them blend into the surrounding buildings and environment, making them inconspicuous in the chaotic battle.

"We have to go save Rice! He and many wizards are being imprisoned by Lanlock II and used as magic batteries!" He had kept these words in his heart for a long time, and he couldn't tell his younger siblings before Grindelwald officially declared war.

"It's in those buildings near the spire, but the firepower there is too strong!"

Surrounding the tallest spire in the city center are five or six slightly taller buildings, which are also where wizards are imprisoned. Their magic is transmitted to the spire through pipelines.

Compared to the central spire, the buildings there were only slightly less heavily guarded and defended. If Zorian and his men broke through, they would attract attention from other directions and be subjected to fire from all sides.

"I'll use the golem to draw fire, and once we're inside the building, we can use the cover to fight a guerrilla war." Levi is much more mature than when he first arrived in New Paris. Although he is still very young, as a warrior of the Goblet of Fire, he has learned a lot these days.

"No, even a physical mythical creature would be shattered by such firepower!" Zorian refused outright.

"The enemy's bullets are all made of fairy metal, and they also have all kinds of powerful shells. Even a golem probably couldn't withstand a few rounds of bombardment."

On their right, Vagad's army, like primitive men, rode various giant beasts and fought alongside the goblins.

Various curses transformed into bats and poisonous spiders, falling into the enemy ranks and exploding, accompanied by strange cries, eerie drumbeats and grass bells. Illusory spiritual creatures also surged against the defensive barrier set up by the fairies.

To Levi's left was the line of Iphamoni. The Iroquois magic of North America was unique, combining with the spell tradition from England, which led them to develop many strange and wonderful uses.

At this moment, giant walking trees made of withered wood and with terrifying human faces are advancing steadily with heavy steps. Bullets hitting them can only send up some wood chips, hardly causing any fundamental damage. Even if they are shattered by artillery shells or set on fire, they still silently crawl toward the enemy.

Their principal, Elowin Sandclaud, greatly admired the large-scale collective combat model of the Malay Party. Although he did not agree with their political ideology, he liked to cultivate students' ability to cast spells together from a young age when training their armed forces. At this moment, organized wizard troops followed behind these wooden puppets, their deep chanting blending together to release powerful and destructive spells.

It was precisely because these two sides drew the fire that the test subjects were able to advance to their current position relatively easily. But if they went any further, the road would become much more difficult.

"I'll fly over there and draw your attention," Adam said, his voice as steady as ever.

His own light pierced through the tower, looking at the Holy Grail that the great wizards were fighting for. His artificial blue eyes, which were usually unmoved by anything, actually revealed a hint of longing.

Clusters of exploding flames danced like ripples on water within the azure iris, like the little robot's heart gradually coming to life.

"But I may not be able to escort you out," he continued.

"I want to see the Wishing Cup, to see the 'Blue Fairy' who can grant any wish —"

After Sechenov's death, his underlying program was left with only one executable instruction: to become more human. This instruction, after being mixed with the strange emotions and spirit of the brain jellyfish, began to mutate, becoming more like a certain obsession of humanity.

"You will die!" Branislava frowned, with the goddess of death following her like a banshee.

"Even ordinary fairies can't do anything to you, their fire control radar can't even lock onto you, but if you dare to get close to the Cup of Fulfillment, the aftershocks of the battle between those fairies up there will obliterate you!"

For the time being, the struggle among the top combatants has reached a stalemate, but that doesn't mean anyone can sneak over and take advantage of the situation.

With just a glance or a thought, those great wizards or goblins could crush the ants below.

"I don't expect to have the chance to make a wish," Adam shook his head.

"If a wish-granting machine truly exists, wouldn't it only accept the wishes of humans with genuine souls?"

"Can the cup really hear the sound emitted through the speaker and the wish derived from the chip's calculations?"

Can you make a wish from one cup to another?

Zorian could almost hear the emotion of regret in his voice.

"I just wanted to go and see if I could help Miss Granger. Maybe I could secure this opportunity for humanity, or even develop the technology to turn me back into a human in the future."

He gave everyone a bright smile, which left the experimental children with mixed feelings.

Although they only spent a short time as comrades-in-arms, Adam's reliability and loveliness won them over.

"Alright, you don't have much time left. Please make the most of the window of opportunity I've created." Without further pleasantries, Adam slowly took flight.

The children nodded heavily, unsure of what to say.

The next moment, the small robot suddenly accelerated and shot off with a violent sonic boom.

A sharp, eagle-like whistle rang out, Adam drew a white line in the air, and deliberately released a huge warning noise.

The fairies who were positioned around him were all drawn to his attention. In an instant, flames lit up the sky, and a storm of bullets from all directions almost sealed off the entire space.