I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The flames spread from the tavern, horses ran around the village, the hunting party insulted the women, killed the men, and set the village on fire.

Sandy fell at home. He wanted to take his family away, but was stabbed by a sword.

When he was dying, he saw a boy with pointed ears beside the haystack.

The boy looked at the horrible scene in fear, holding in his hand a bag of grain that he had stolen from someone's house.

The guards that defended the elves died at the hands of humans.

It's dramatic and ironic.

Sandy reluctantly raised his hand, scaring the elf boy so much that he ran out of the haystack and rushed into the dark forest in the firelight.

Sandy died in this position.

...

We walked for another three days.

The horse's hooves left cherry blossom marks on the ground one after another.

John looked into the distance and saw endless blue mountains.

The snow adds some brightness to this place.

He reached the Blue Mountains.

His brown hair, which he had transformed using Vientiane, gradually turned back to black.

The runes on the sword flickered, as if guiding John.

"Om-"

An arrow shot towards John's head.

At the moment that is approaching.

John raised his hand to catch the arrow.

He slowly turned his head to look, and saw the bloody people looking at John with greedy eyes.

"Finally found you, Black Demon Hunter."

The leader had a scar on his nose that made it look like his nose was cut off.

"Kill him and get the reward!"

At a command, the hunting group accelerated towards John.

John slowly drew out his sword. The runes on the blade flickered for a moment, then suddenly stopped.

At this moment, a dark shadow passed across the sky.

A huge shadow was cast on the ground, as if the sky had turned dark.

"Roar--!"

A lion roared, stirring up huge snowflakes, and the horses were frightened and stood up.

The members of the hunting group originally had ferocious looks.

The black shadow fell and bit off half of a man's body in one bite.

The loud bang caused by the landing caused panic among the hunting group.

"It's the flying lion!"

Someone shouted loudly, and the hunting group who were clamoring to kill the witcher were frightened.

The flying lion has a pair of eagle's wings and its body is even bigger than the demon in the forest.

Eating a person cannot fill your stomach.

Another person is eaten, and anyone who tries to resist will only repeat the same mistake.

The hunting party that massacred the village suddenly became the prey.

What's funny is that the scarred man actually said to John: "Demon Hunter, kill it quickly, isn't your duty to protect humans?"

John smiled.

He didn't move, and the scarred man yelled, "Hurry up, you're a demon hunter!"

"Sorry," John said lazily, "Witchers don't protect brutes."

The scarred man wanted to say something, but the flying lion's bloody mouth had already swallowed him.

The remaining horses screamed and ran around, and John witnessed the flying lions slaughtering the hunting party.

In the distance, there is a pair of eyes also looking at this side.

The white-haired man had a look of inquiry and thought in his eyes.

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Chapter 402 I Killed the Flying Lion

The flying lion was very brutal, bloodthirsty and murderous, and it killed all the members of the hunting group.

The blood dyed the land of Blue Mountains red, and the horses were eaten until only nine were left.

As if he just remembered that there was someone else, Feishi turned his head and looked at John.

Its body was larger than a giant bear, and the feathers on its wings were like thinly sharpened blades.

Just now, a person was caught in the wings and quickly turned into meat scraps as if he had fallen into a meat grinder.

The fur is so tough that even an axe cannot leave a mark on it.

Fast speed, high attack and strong defense.

This seems to be an unsolvable monster.

John looked at the big guy and said, "This should be the flying lion Emily mentioned."

I remember that along the way I found some animal remains, which I guess were piled up by the flying lions when they were hunting.

And Feishi can definitely be said to be the guy who has brought the most oppression to John in recent times.

The teeth, stained with minced meat and bone fragments, were dripping with blood.

The ferocious gaze was like a hunter locking onto its prey.

John said, "If Hagrid were here, he would probably say you're a lovely guy."

With Hagrid's aesthetic taste, John felt that he would give the flying lion a name.

Holding the sword in his right hand, John pulled the reins with his left hand.

Polo turned around and saw the flying lion. The smell of its own kind being killed made it panic.

John used his mind magic to soothe it and suppress the other emotions.

"Don't be afraid, we are the predators."

John whispered, the pupils in his eyes shrinking into vertical shapes.

He tilted his head, "Should I cut off your wings, or stab you in the heart?"

Such an attitude angered the flying lion, and a lion's roar was accompanied by a hurricane-like hurricane.

John rode Polo and charged towards the flying lion.

The eyes of the distant mountains are always watching this side.

As John came forward, the flying lion's claws, which could easily kill a horse, fell.

Silver light shone through the gaps between the claws, and sparks and unpleasant metallic crackling sounds were heard.

John felt himself strike a steel bar, and sparks flew.

Another attack from the flying lion was coming. John let go of the reins and blocked the way with both hands holding the sword.

His body flew out like a cannonball, and Polo made a hissing sound, turned around and was almost torn to pieces.

"It's the first time." John stopped rolling and was knocked away for the first time.

The flying lion has a very high attack power. If John doesn't relieve the force, he suspects Polo will be beaten to death.

Raising his left hand, an invisible wave emanated from John.

Polo ran away and John turned his sword.

"Let's do it again now."

The knights were somewhat ineffective against this kind of impregnable guy.

But it doesn’t matter.

I don’t just have that one blessing.

"Big guys, it's easier to deal with you than with the others."

John grinned, and the flying lion flapped its blade-like feathers and flew up.

It circled in the air like an eagle for a while, then rushed towards John on the ground.

"Boom!"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was accompanied by a tinkling sound and sparks kept flying.

John held the sword in both hands, and the silver light was impenetrable.

Sparks continued to fly between the sharp claws and wings.

Every blow felt like being beaten by a giant monster.

John gradually settled into the rhythm.

He had fought against Gryffindor at Hogwarts, but that was against wizards, and fighting monsters was different.

He raised the sword suddenly, and the tip of the sword touched the sharp teeth that had been bitten.

The cold light magnified in front of the flying lion, and the flying lion spread its wings and flapped downwards.

The huge flying lion's body actually retreated rapidly.

Apparently, this monster also has unusual combat instincts.

If it had gone a little further, John's sword would have pierced the flying lion's eyes and mashed its brain into paste.

“Excellent judgement.”

John raised the corners of his mouth and changed his offense and defense.

He doesn't have meteor shoes, but he has a physique that has been nourished by years of exercise and magic blood.

He chased after him with big strides.

When the flying lion was about to take off again, John raised his left hand and pulled hard.

An invisible force dragged the flying lion's wings, fixing it half a meter off the ground.

John increased his speed, and before the flying lion's claws could slap down, his sword emitted a silver light and cut through the lion's fur.

He turned over again and grabbed the flying lion's mane under its belly, using the force to jump onto its back.

Aiming at the back of the flying lion, John held the silver sword upside down and stabbed it hard.

"Roar--!"

The flying lion roared in pain, but John did not stop.

Take a step back and pull hard with both hands.

The wound, which was only a few inches long, was torn to one meter.

This time Feishi completely lost his mind.

Because the flying lion was huge enough, the sword couldn't even pierce its internal organs.

It flew up into the sky and headed toward the mountain, trying to kill the guy on its back.

John won't do as it wishes.