Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

The changes in the tactics of the Abyss Legion mean that the position of the Centurion Demon at the back of the team is no longer as safe as it once was.

Magic has a range, especially in the abyss. If you don't rely on the alchemical bullets now available, spell casters in the past can only threaten demons that are no more than six or seven hundred meters away. Even if the wand can be used, The materials of the demons are strengthened, but the poor delivery probability means that only a few hundred 'enchanted wands' have been accumulated over the past few hundred years, and there are only a few entries that can increase the range.

The more than ten defenses outside the fortress city are used to block the progress of the demons in stages when the demonic tide comes. However, nowadays, when the physical monks can stand out——

"It's a great thing to eat labor and wages!"

The Pandaren heavy cavalry regiment headed by Uncle Tian broke through the defense line of thousands of demon cannon fodder. He led the five most elite cavalry to form a small arrow formation, and the stone head of the demon commander was not turned around. At the startling moment of the bend, the six-man team crashed straight into the road at a violent speed of 400 to 500 kilometers per hour!

'Bang bang bang bang bang bang~'

After six heavy blows in a row, the entire lower body of the three fifteen-meter-tall demon captains were smashed to pieces along with their steel and rock legs that were like load-bearing pillars.

Several thumb-thick steel cables were tied with hooks at one end. Before its huge body could fall, the five knights who continued to fly forward dragged it away from the air and quickly dragged it away from the battlefield. If it was far away from other demons, If the clan is too close, the magic power after the death of the thousand-capion demon clan will be absorbed and divided by other demon clans.

Forming a group of two, the three demon captains were dragged hundreds of meters out in a few breaths. When they came outside the safe range, the pandaren cavalry released their hook locks, and their crotches were brute force. The ultimate iron-eating beast slapped the ground with a palm, abruptly completed the reversal of the forward charge, and instantly turned around to start a new round of violent charge. When it came to the Centurion with only half of his body left, The giant bears stood up on their feet, their roars deafening, and their full steel armor tightened instantly.

With a slap that was like the overwhelming force of a mountain, followed by a combo that was as fast and powerful as the thunder of the Pandaren Knight, the fatal point marked by dyed ammunition on the demon captain's body was shattered in an instant, and he had just released the wild food that he had held for a long time. The iron beast tore it apart with both palms, and with such violent force that it could tear off the head of an adult fire dragon, it directly disembowelled the thousand-capion demon clan.

Compared with the accuracy of shooting with a gun, the violence of this close combat is more pleasing to the eye.

The Pandaren knights jumped off the iron-eating beast's back, and their companions sat on the ground. They used their thick claws to pull on their bodies, opened a huge bag that could hold more than ten tons of ore, and got off the bear. The knight threw away the stick at this moment and started unloading the goods quickly.

In just ten seconds, all the high-purity magic ore worth taking away from the Demon Tribe Captain was plundered. Although what was left was not garbage, it was of relatively low value. They had no time to clean it up carefully now.

In just half a minute, the six Pandaren cavalry who had rushed out of the battlefield entered with rumbling footsteps again. Thousands of demon cannon fodder were not so easy to kill. Even if they now liberated the power that they could not use originally, But the numerical disadvantage made the progress of the 'massacre' not very fast.

The centurion demons that were targeted first were taken to distant places and slaughtered one after another. The cannon fodder of the demons that continued to die would continue to feed the centurion demons one after another. The difficult battle would continue for a long time. In a short time, at this moment, the side of the battlefield that they were paying attention to was in a high-pressure state where breathing was a luxury.

For the first time, Harry understood what it meant to describe an elephant killed by ants.

The first time he got entangled with the demons, Harry realized that he had made a big mistake. He should not have engaged in positional warfare. In other words, positional warfare was the stupidest behavior when dealing with demons. , especially when numbers are overwhelmed. But it was too late to regret it. It was just a wrong step, which delayed them for no more than ten seconds. The seemingly inexhaustible demon clan had already surrounded them.

The sharp spear can pierce the thick and tough anti-magic armor of the demon captain, but it is not very suitable when dealing with the endless demon cannon fodder.

Harry was a little nostalgic for the Lu Chuan he met at the World Youth Arena. The human-shaped turret not only shot more, but also shot accurately. Most of his spell-casting media were enhanced and good things, and his ebony white Like ivory, there are very interesting entries. After all, when manpower is limited, unless the brain is transformed into a biological computer, the dense waterfall of barrages will be completely uncountable.

This type of spellcaster is the cannon fodder killer in the abyss battlefield. The demons need to accurately target their vital points. Is there anything more suitable for scanning the map than the multi-barreled Gatling weapon with bullet tracking effect?
Maybe there is.

After swiping the spear horizontally to sweep out a vacuum area, the blue-white spear had lines that flowed like scales, and the iron-gray magic power bloomed in the gaps. This extremely sweet magic power wave shook the entire demonic body. The clan team was so excited that they almost went crazy!
As the spear was swung horizontally, the fine alchemy mechanical parts deformed and reorganized in an instant. Like the light-wing composite weapon used by Qiu, as the main weapon of Harry's alchemy armor, Nicolas Flamel added multiple possibilities to it. Transformed form, but changing the form requires injecting magic power. Rather than letting the demonic tide rage, Harry needs a handy weapon that can be used against the demonic tide.

"It's a pity that the ebony and white ivory are not suitable for loading yet." At the crazy moment of the magic wave, Harry grinned slightly and smiled coldly, "I'll leave the back to you."

The folding tower shield held in his left hand was put away, and the double-edged giant sword with a blade length of two meters and four meters was held in both hands. When the hilt was twisted and the silver-blue sword blade stood upright on his chest, a gray stream of light came from The sword hilt flashed and extended.

"The divine edge has no shadow."

Harry spoke softly, and the materialized awakener magic solidified this sharp spell. The sharp blade with a faint steely cold light stretched on the broad sword body, and the demon's sharp teeth gnawed on it, trying to bite it. Crush this extremely sweet cake, but the tangible sharpness cuts through their rock-like jagged teeth, dividing their bodies silently.

The iron-gray light blade trembled slightly, and the awakened mana that was difficult to digest was constantly being sucked in, but this was not at all the steel food that the cannon fodder demons could digest in an instant!

The sweeping giant sword skipped two-thirds of the entire defense platform. Except for the back guarded by his companions, the 270-degree range directly in front was covered by the sweeping glow. The tribe will not die, but before they reorganize their bodies and stand up again——

The broken body needs more pieces to be put back together.

"This doll, sword, etc., besides being handsome, what's the use of it?"

Uncle Tian, ​​who was playing a Centurion home run not far away, curled his lips and said, "A real man has to play with a big stick. I'll hit him with the stick. No matter if he hits or not, he will die!"

The demon centurion who was whipped away by Uncle Tian's stick was not hit in any vital parts. However, his entire body was severely injured, and all the magic nodes in his body were also shattered. (End of chapter)