Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 320 The Battle of the Monsters ([-])

The screen outside the arena also became pitch black as the three entered, but before the noise could be heard, the silhouettes of the three appeared on the pitch black screen.

"In the past, it was impossible to use magic to spy on the situation in the black mist in the Underdark Region."

"However, with the help of magic technology, we have integrated science and magic to a certain extent, learning from each other's strengths."

"Don't underestimate wisdom, whether it comes from spellcasters like us who have magic power, or from ordinary people who have not been favored by magic power, wisdom is the common wealth of our mankind."

"Please look forward to their performance."

Kai Yang's figure fell, and in the black mist ahead, three people holding ropes walked carefully in the dim darkness.

It's almost exactly the same as the venue of the third round, no, it should be said that the venue of the third round has been restored to life.

After walking into the black mist, you will not become completely blind. The dim viewing distance is about [-] centimeters, but this distance is actually no different from being blind with your eyes open.

Relying on his extraordinary five senses, Ron walked steadily in this dark place, and he didn't have to lie on the ground and crawl forward, observing the road under his feet with the sight distance of less than one foot.

Zhongli was protected in the middle. Compared with the two sturdy animals in the front and rear, he was a little disadvantaged as a normal person, but after he almost fell, Zhongli, who immediately learned to be smart, made himself It floats up, but the picture is slightly wrong. It should be a handsome levitation, but it looks like Ron is pulling a corpse to play a cameo in Xiangxi.

But he couldn't see it anyway, and Zhongli who was dragged away didn't feel anything wrong.

Accompanied by the darkness is the boundless silence. Apart from the heavy footsteps of Onga behind him, there is no sound in the dark area, not even the sound of the wind. The three of them did not talk to each other. The oppressive atmosphere here makes people accustomed to silence .

Suddenly, a scalp-numbing sound came from the front of the line, and Ron, who was walking forward searching for something, suddenly opened his mouth and howled.

"When I see cockroaches, I'm not afraid of them. I'll trample them to death. I have a lot of nerves, so I trample them to death one by one."

It can’t be said that it’s tone insufficiency, but it can only be said that it’s ghosts crying and howling wolves. The sudden sound of singing in the silence made Zhong Li tremble violently. At this moment, Zhong Li suspected that the guy walking in front of him was hit by a spell from the dark Broken brain, that's bad news.

"What are you howling for?"

Somewhat exasperated, Zhongli raised his foot and gave Ron a kick, but after kicking on the ass covered by the dragon scale armor, he grinned and rubbed his toes. This thing was harder than iron.

"I don't think it's too quiet. Sing a song to cheer up."

"Are you scared?" Ron's teasing voice reached Zhongli's ears.

"Do you know the way you!"

In the last game, Ron cut off his invisible arrogance with a sword, and even his speech was subtly different from before. If there is a difference, it probably has more "popularity". Playing with Lu Kedi, the serious and funny person since he was a child, he has become more or less colored, but he is usually invisible.

"You're in a hurry."

Ron spoke lightly, but before Zhong Li could say anything, his tone suddenly became serious.

"We are almost there. Since the black mist crystal is condensed by the crystal nucleus after the death of the lemur, the place where the devil smells the most must be where the crystal is located."

"You have found the right person."

"If only people who have killed demons can smell this stench, then no one in the world can adapt to the environment of the Underdark better than me."

"About 350 meters in front of us is where the first black mist crystal is located."

"Onga, give me the flare."

Ron stopped and let Zhong Li and Weng Jia gather around him.

"The effective range of the alchemy flare is only 100 meters, do you want to use it here?"

Zhong Li was a little puzzled, but Weng Jia didn't like to think too much. In areas where he was not good at, he didn't object to the decision of someone more capable than him.

Because doing it yourself is bothersome and could get worse than trusting someone you can trust.

The flare barrel, which was a bit taller than Ron, was placed on the ground by Onga, and Ron also touched the steel-cold prop.

"My teacher is Nicolas May."

Ron started to explain anyway.

"I don't look like a wizard, but I don't look like an alchemist either, but this doesn't prevent me from being inferior to anyone in spells and alchemists."

"How many do you plan to copy?"

"You just want to knock out a black mist crystal?"

Ron asked back, but Zhongli could only silently acquiesce.

"I don't know how strong the Four Holy Legions are, but at least they are stronger than us when they are united. But why did they allow the black mist to advance a hundred kilometers in a thousand years?"

"That's certainly not because of lack of strength, and it's even more unlikely that they neglected their duties and watched the abyss spread without doing anything. Therefore, the reason why they failed to stop the spread of the black mist is that they were unable to identify the black mist crystals in the dark region. location."

"I can also boldly guess, in this pitch-black mist, how much did they spend to make the black mist spread only a hundred kilometers away?"

"I'm afraid it was filled out with my life. I believe so, and it should be true."

"I want to do more things, and even if the three of us can't withstand the attack of the evil demons, there are people behind us who will protect us and stand by. At least we can run away. I'm still very confident."

Ron smiled, but in the darkness, no one could see.

"But how can you replicate this flare? If it's outside, I don't doubt you can do it, but as far as I know, alchemy has very high requirements for equipment"

"That's for ordinary alchemists." Ron interrupted Zhongli's words, "I'm a different kind, anyway, that's what the teacher said, I'm not a serious alchemist."

"My alchemy doesn't need any auxiliary tools, and I can't use them. My alchemy is what you want with a clap of your hands."

This answer stunned Zhong Li, is there such a strange species in the world?
"However, the things I made are definitely not that delicate, but I think they should be enough."

"What about the materials? You brought an alchemy warehouse?" Zhongli wasn't criticizing, he just couldn't accept Ron's outrageousness. was affected.

"Why do I bring that thing? Is it necessary?"

"Alchemy can turn stone into gold in the true sense. As long as there is a magic stone, although the creation of the void cannot do it, there is still no problem in transforming matter."

"Eternal Transfiguration is not something you just say casually."

"My wand is made from the remains of the Philosopher's Stone. Although it is not as powerful as the complete Philosopher's Stone, it is enough."

"I hope the teacher won't kick my ass when the time comes, hehehe~ But the most important thing about the teacher is money."

Ron drew his wand, and snapped off the tip.

With a sound of "啪~", he slapped his hands, and the raised earth was quickly shaped in the alchemy array in his hands. Ron, who began to analyze the structure of the flare, copied the original and restored 100% of the replica.

And the piece of fragment in his hand was also integrated into the imitation model at this moment.

The mold, which was originally just a shape, was permanently changed in the power of the remaining magic stone, and the alchemy array engraved inside also quickly lit up.

This equally expensive replica appeared in front of them in this somewhat extravagant way.

"Onga, you continue to carry it, it is inconvenient for us to carry it."

Throwing the original back, Ron took the replica he made and led the two forward.

The stench coming out of his nose became more and more intense. Ron held back the desire to sneeze and stood still again. He pressed the switch, and an alchemy bullet the size of a volleyball was fired from the upright cannon barrel. Appearing in the dark fog, it brought a rare light here.

The screen outside the venue also lit up, and the projection magic to capture their positions was not a simple technique. After the light illuminated the dark area, the picture here was also clear.

"This prodigal bastard!"

After seeing the flare tube on Unga's back, Nicole May, who immediately knew what Ron had done, was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"Is there such a prodigal as you! The residue of the Sorcerer's Stone is still the Sorcerer's Stone, you prodigal!"

The scolding made the people who were sitting in the judges' seat couldn't help turning their heads. They saw that Nicolas May's face turned red again, and then calmed down strangely.

"After careful calculation, it seems that it is not a loss. Anyway, the cost is not low. It is purely a good use of waste."

"I'm not short of money, I'm just the scum of the Sorcerer's Stone."

Nicole May, who still had a few intact Sorcerer's Stones in his pocket, suddenly felt relieved, and he smiled, "As expected of my student, you are capable."

As he spoke, he hugged his arms and nodded in satisfaction.

The bewildered people turned their heads full of doubts. They didn't understand Nicole May's thoughts. After all, you can't even imagine the happiness of rich people.

Ron was delighted that the replica flares worked, and he was worried that his replicas wouldn't work, but now there was good news.

But after he saw the illuminated area in front of him, the happy face could only exist in his heart.

If there is a hell, then there must be a hell that exists in the world ahead.

The black mist crystal is condensed by the crystal nucleus after the death of the lemur. It is so, but not only so.

Surrounding the black crystal in the center is a swamp that resembles turbulent mud. The strong stench emanates from this swamp. Inside is a carpet paved with the flesh and blood of evil demons, and it is also a quagmire that brews the power of the dirty dark abyss.

And above that quagmire, dozens of skeletons were distributed orderly around in a harmonious posture, and black silk threads connected them to the crystal, as if they were absorbing and sucking something. .

It looked like some kind of evil ritual, even bloodier and crueler than the black wizard's sacrifice ceremony.

That was the soldier who died when the Four Holy Legions fought against the abyss lemurs.

Some of them could be snatched back by their comrades-in-arms and buried in their homeland, while others were snatched away by the evil spirits and became sacrifices beside the crystal.

There was not a single inch of intact flesh on their battered bodies, and after their deaths in battle, their bodies were desecrated again, in order to complete the picture scroll of hell, a disgusting sacrifice.

There was silence outside the arena, but inside the arena, roars full of murderous intent echoed in this quiet and dark area.

There is no longer any jokes and relaxation, and the three people who have witnessed all this up close at this moment only have a vigorous killing intent for the abyss.

"I will restrain their bones first."

Zhongli stretched out his hand, and dozens of rock guns the size of a person shot from all directions, wrapping the bones like amber, cutting off the connection between these corpses that should sleep forever and the black crystal in the center.

But this seemed to touch something, the black crystal seemed to flicker, but these slight movements did not shake the three of them.

Those who should come will always come, and if they come, then kill them all!
But now, they want to shatter this crystal to completely disperse the black mist covering this place.

"I want to get rid of the quagmire ahead. Something is coming out. It should be a guard or something."

Pure anger will only go to the head, and the killing intent needs to be controlled rationally. This is the difference between man and beast.

Ron, who had the most exposure to demons, stopped Onga from moving forward, and also blocked Zhongli's follow-up actions.

A huge black shadow rose from the area illuminated by the light, and Ron, who had turned into a dragon, could control the authority of the flame to the greatest extent.

"Yol Fire-Toor Hellfire-Shul Sun!"

The ultimate flame was awakened by the dragon language's speech spirit, and the completely awakened flame power made the flame elements in all directions gather towards the giant dragon.

The extreme high temperature did not spill at all, and the almost pure white fire no longer radiated crimson light, but the destructive aura brewing in the dragon's mouth climbed almost endlessly!
Many razor-like black sharp claws protruded from the mud-like black pool, each one of them had a three-point resemblance to a monkey, and a 1.5-meter-high biped and four-armed monster quietly emerged from the quagmire.

Like the attacks encountered by all contestants in the third round of testing, these weird creatures did not make the slightest sound, and the smell they emitted could not be smelled in the noses of ordinary people.

But Ron, who had killed the demon, could smell the boiling stench. The smell from the degraded demon was even more unpleasant than the stench of Asmodeus and Mephisto's blood.

After they revealed their true colors, the giant dragon, who no longer wanted to let them live for another second, opened his fangs and ferocious mouth, and the pure white flames instantly fell from the sky like a beam of searchlight!
The pitch-black silt was burnt into a hard lump in an instant, and then melted into a liquid in the next moment, and finally turned into ashes, and even the ashes were burned by the extreme fire.

The surging heat wave was long overdue, and the fire that was restrained by all its strength did not spread too far. The ground dozens of meters below the depression was covered with a layer of fine dust that could not be burned by flames, and was stirred and blended with the flow of lava.

"it's OK now."

Panting slightly, Ron turned into a human form and landed on the ground. He was no longer blocking Onga and Zhongli's progress.

(End of this chapter)