I swung a sword at Hogwarts

For John Wick, the wizard at Hogwarts.

A person who is not bound by rules.

...

John slowly put away the Silver Wick sword.

He let out a long, turbid breath.

"The last trial?"

After forcibly breaking the ninth trial, John only has the last one left before he can return to his own world.

He looked back and saw Triss summoning vines to block the city gate.

A group of Nilfgaardian soldiers chased the witch and arrived not far from him.

"Coral, come back soon, don't stay!" Yennefer's voice rang out.

John looked over and saw that the witch was in danger.

Seeing that John has returned to normal, Yennefer connects with John.

"John, go save her!" Yennefer's voice rang in John's mind.

Coral stopped when she saw her own wizards being persecuted.

She had to save people, even if Yennefer's voice in her head was about to break.

When Coral raised her hands to cast a spell, a black-armored soldier raised his sword and slashed at her.

Her arm was broken, and her spellcasting was also interrupted.

Yennefer closed her eyes in pain, she was unable to save her companions.

When the soldier stepped forward to torture Coral to death, he raised his weapon and was horrified to find that the sword in his hand turned to dust.

It's not just him.

The weapons in the hands of the Nilfgaard soldiers near the city gate became extremely fragile.

A burst of white light spread out in ripples.

John raised his hand and waved his wand.

Now that he has given up his identity as a demon hunter, John no longer needs to follow those rules.

He glanced over and found that he was still missing one last trial.

Let’s use Nilfgaard as the final period.

His expression was indifferent. In his eyes, those soldiers were already his bargaining chips for leaving.

He strolled out of the city, shouting loudly like a hymn.

“Black soldiers, remember this moment.

He who stands before the host;

He is the Lord of the Stars, the Creator of Johnny Silverhand.

The King of Green Glaze, the new king of the magical world.

A person who has experienced eternal freezing, a holder of the golden flame.

The second person to refine the Philosopher's Stone and touch the Door of Things.

Jordaan by Jovanovich.

Black soldier, remember this man.

The man who pierced the black army... John Wick."

His voice echoed across the battlefield.

As he uttered the last word, thick dark clouds rose in the sky.

John flew into the air and landed above the city.

He raised his wand and white lightning shot into the sky.

The thunder turned into a giant white sword and pierced into the heart of Nilfgaard.

The earth was torn apart by it.

Black is crushed by it.

A flash of black lightning flashed across John's eyes.

The body greedily absorbs the surrounding magic energy.

The Nilfgaardian army, which had been attacking fiercely, stopped and all looked at the black-haired man in the air.

...

Chapter 409 I became a flame

After being attacked by white light, Wei Ge recovered.

She sensed that the wizard she had sent across had not set foot inside.

"For the white flame!" Nilfgaard's soldiers shouted loudly in the forest.

Other soldiers responded one after another, and the Nilfgaardian soldiers were still assembled.

Even with the help of many wizards, they still couldn't deal with this number.

White Flame is the name of the king of Nilfgaard. He dug out the tombstones of his enemies to make the floor, and was called the White Flame Dancing on the Graves.

The belief in white flames has enabled this originally small southern country to quickly become the powerful Nilfgaard today.

The morale of the soldiers rises, and Wei Ge is about to release her secret weapon.

"Open the burial." The magical whisper passed.

At the place where the wizard killed by John was, the box with the serrated seal was opened.

Metallic worms wriggled inside and entered towards the city gate.

While Triss was still worried about John, the bug crawled into the city.

The bugs burrow into people's ears, keeping some people under control.

Wei Ge used these people to control the explosives and destroy everything.

When Yennefer saw Sabina coming, she was about to ask her intentions when she was pierced through the abdomen by an arrow.

She saw the bug in the other person's ear and couldn't believe it.

At this moment, the controlled villagers detonated the explosives.

The huge roar knocked the two into the air.

There was a huge explosion in the city.

Wei Ge's plan was successful.

The explosion immediately destroyed Yennefer's hopes of winning.

Many wizards were also affected.

Under the white fog, Yennefer was confused.

She called out over and over again in prayer for a response.

She walked out of the city gate, with doubt in Triss's eyes.

Miraculously, she was unharmed by the explosion.

"Yennefer." Triss responded to Yennefer.

Yennefer was supported by him and walked out of the city gate.

The witch Coral and the wizard Atlan who were rescued outside also climbed up.

The soldiers lost their weapons and were killed by them.

"Yennefer."

Calling out Yennefer's name, this is their last hope.

The sky darkened, and this protracted battle was about to come to an end.

Yennefer looked at the remaining people and raised her head toward the sky.

Following her gaze, the others also turned their eyes to the person hovering in the air.

"John."

The white light penetrated the army organized by Nilfgaard, but they were gathering quickly.

This period of gathering time gives the wizards a chance to catch their breath.

John slowly descended, meeting everyone's gaze.

"Who are you?" Yennefer stared at John.

John chuckled and said, "I said, John Wick."

This name has never appeared on the mainland before.

Yennefer wanted to see through this person's true intentions.

Why would such a powerful force appear in Soden?

The sun sets and flames rise from the forest.

Each torch represents a soldier of Nilfgaard.

Of the ten wizards sent out, a few were still struggling.

Yennefer had no time left, she needed help, help from this person.

"I need your strength, John." Yennefer's words to John were not an order, but a request. "I need your help, John."

The others set their sights on John. The black soldiers were already coming this way.

John was silent for a moment, looked into Yennefer's eyes, and asked, "Can I understand that you want to make a deal with me?"

John whispered, "In that case, what price are you willing to pay?"

Yennefer didn't speak, her eyes were firm.

“It’s a great decision.”

John looked at her deeply and said calmly: "I hope you don't regret it."

He accepted Yennefer's deal, and Yennefer had to agree to whatever he wanted.

He reached out his hand and they shook hands.

Patterns of lines and circles flashed across the backs of both hands.

Yennefer felt a slight pain on the back of her hand, but when she let go, she saw that it was still smooth.

...

The army of white flames is already charging towards this side.

Triss said solemnly: "We need to hold on until the Northern Kingdom's army arrives."

She turned to look at John and asked, "Is it okay?"

John did not answer, but walked out, step by step towards the Nilfgaardian army, and asked:

"Have you ever seen golden flames?"

Triss was stunned, thinking of the flame that would never go out.

"What are you going to do?" Yennefer asked.

John paused and grinned, "I want to be the flame."

He grasped the Silver Wick sword, and the nine runes on it glowed.