Hogwarts Shippuden

The blood-colored steam formed from blood kept spurting out of Hagrid's body, covering his huge body.

Just like the red leaves withered in autumn, the last beauty blooms at the last moment of life.

After breaking the shackles of the dead door, Hagrid, who was dozens of times stronger than the previous seven doors, became the most dazzling red star on the battlefield.

Looking at the blood-colored steam at the cost of burning their lives, Dumbledore and the others, who had lost their fighting power behind them, all changed their expressions.

"Hagrid," murmured Dumbledore, "you really..."

On the other hand, Slytherin was completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter.

He was still flying in the sky with an expression of invincibility and loneliness. Looking at Hagrid on the ground below, his eyes seemed to be looking at a slightly larger ant that could jump.

"The red steam of evaporated blood..."

With Slytherin's knowledge, it is natural to see through the essence of the layer of red steam wrapped around Hagrid's body at a glance, and at the same time see through the principle of the eight-door Dunjia formation.

"By burning one's own life to obtain powerful body power, although powerful, how to describe it?"

He let out a chuckle with a bit of disdain, "It's like withered leaves falling in autumn."

Despite the distance of dozens of meters, Slytherin's voice entered Hagrid's ears word for word.

"You're right," Hagrid obviously disagreed with Slytherin's statement, "but the fallen leaves are not just withered and withered."

Slytherin raised his eyebrows with interest, "Oh?"

"The fallen leaves will become the nutrients for the new green leaves, and when the green leaves pull out the buds and usher in a new spring, it is the most beautiful and burning moment of youth!"

As Hagrid's voice fell, a terrifying strong wind surged violently in an instant, and an extremely dangerous feeling climbed into Slytherin's heart at this moment.

In the dark night, a red light flashed away.

Just when the crisis warning appeared in Slytherin's mind, the huge figure wrapped in blood-red steam had come to the air at the same height as him.

Then, separated by a distance of more than ten meters, Hagrid defiantly threw a punch forward.

"Xixiang!"

The fist swung from the air contained a terrifying force that seemed to destroy everything in the world. At this moment, it actually shaped the air into a foot-like air cannon.

The distance of more than ten meters was fleeting for the air cannon, and it bombarded Slytherin heavily.

Unprepared, Slytherin, who could only cover the Death God's cloak in front of him for defense, spit out a mouthful of blood when he was hit by this air column.

After hitting Slytherin, the air cannon did not disappear, but continued to exist.

The extremely restraining air cannon held Slytherin firmly in the air. Although he forcibly propped up a protective barrier in front of him after reacting, Slytherin was still unable to move half a step.

Even, due to the powerful impact of the air cannon, his body was even pressed down little by little.

The protective barrier that took a lot of mana to condense in front of him also began to shatter under this impact.

It only took two seconds for the first tiny crack to emerge, to spread into a cobweb-shaped crack that spreads all over the barrier, and finally to break completely.

At the moment when the barrier was smashed by the air column, Slytherin's figure was suddenly pressed into the ground.

At this time, the impact of the air column continued.

Fixing his gaze firmly on the big hole on the ground that had been bombarded, Hagrid raised his fist again.

"Two feet!"

Lying in the pit completely unable to move, Slytherin, who couldn't even lift a finger, was horrified when he saw Hagrid raised his fist again.

But the expected second air column did not come.

A crisp sound of bone shattering sounded on the battlefield, and Hagrid, who was in the air, suddenly showed a painful expression, and the raised fist was also put down.

In the distance, Ron, who could only watch the battle silently after the tail beast was summoned by Kyle, couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this scene.

"That's Hagrid's Xixiang! But shouldn't Xixiang be a one-speed to five-speed continuous attack..."

Due to the loss of the follow-up attack, the huge air column that penetrated the sky and the earth slowly dissipated.

Therefore, Slytherin, who got a chance to breathe, almost escaped from the big hole on the ground, and jumped back into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Although the injuries caused by repeated torn by the air column on his body, he recovered at an extremely fast speed with the support of the endless magical power of the underworld.

But Slytherin still looks like he has more seasons.

At the moment when he was hit by the air column, he almost thought he was going to return to the underworld again.

Seeing Hagrid, who had fallen back to the ground with a painful look on his face, Hermione's eyes showed a hint of understanding.

"Bamen Dunjia is a forbidden technique that briefly breaks the limits of the human body and brings super strength to the user, which will bring an extremely heavy load to the user."

"With Kyle's physical strength, he has only opened the fifth door, and he can't continue to open the door."

"And Hagrid... I'm afraid the last of the eight Dunjia will make his body feel extremely painful. This kind of pain will completely exceed the limit of our imagination."

Hearing Hermione's explanation, everyone present couldn't help but stand in awe at the figure in the distance who had endured the pain and once again put on an attacking hand.

After briefly adjusting to the severe pain caused by Bamen, Hagrid squatted down slightly, and his feet suddenly exerted force in the next instant.

The air was visibly distorted by the trampling, and Hagrid stepped on the air and leaped into the sky, chasing after Slytherin, who wanted to avoid him by virtue of his height.

There was a hint of horror in Slytherin's eyes, "I can still sprint by stepping on the air..."

The distance of several hundred meters is completely negligible for Hagrid who has opened the eight doors.

He caught up with Slytherin in the sky in less than a second, and then threw another punch at Slytherin as before.

"One foot!"

This time, however, Slytherin was well prepared.

On the one hand, the protective shield that had been condensed in secret from the moment before the arrival of the air cannon, like a shield, quietly appeared in front of Slytherin.

"Sure enough!"

The air cannon that spanned the sky slammed into the shield.

This time, the protective shield that Slytherin had been secretly accumulating for a long time did not shatter at a touch like the one that had been condensed in a hurry before.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Slytherin's mouth.

What the eight-door Dunjia formation is just like that.

A wizard who only uses physical attacks to fight, no matter how powerful his physical skills are, it is not a big threat to him after all...

Before the thoughts in his heart had even finished rolling in his mind, Slytherin's child hole suddenly shrank.

Because, I don't know when, he actually lost Hagrid's figure in his field of vision. With his super dynamic vision enhanced by the Deathly Hallows, he could only capture an afterimage that was fleeting in the air. .

Slytherin turned his head slightly, and sure enough, out of the corner of his eye, he caught the blood-red figure that had come diagonally behind him.

"Two feet!"

The air cannon was like a sturdy elephant foot across the sky, and it spewed out of Hagrid's fist, hitting Slytherin heavily from the other direction.

At this moment, Slytherin couldn't feel his face.

At this time, the air column in front still existed, and the two persistent air cannons squeezed Slytherin at the intersection of the two air columns.

The two forces in different directions pulled Slytherin's body terribly.

If it weren't for the amazing defensive power of the Death God's Cloak after he had completely liberated his power, I'm afraid that with Slytherin's small body, he would have been wiped out into scum all over the sky.

Rao is so, his body also became bruised and bruised under the torn of these two forces.

The terrifying pain that ran through his entire body kept hitting Hagrid's nerves, but he didn't stop because of this, instead he went even faster.

"Three feet! Four feet!"

Two more directions, Hagrid delivered two more punches without stopping.

Four sturdy air columns across the sky, from four different directions, continued to tear Slytherin's body with a terrifying intensity.

His whole body was stubbornly pressed on the magical barrier condensed by him, completely unable to move.

"Can't move!" Slytherin's eyes were full of deep fear.

Even if Slytherin has the super defensive power brought by the cloak of the death god, at this moment, it is difficult to continue to withstand the continuous attacks of the evening elephants.

Stepping on the air, Hagrid came directly above Slytherin.

The four air columns in front had dissipated a lot, but Slytherin, who was trapped in them, was still unable to move for half a minute. Taking this opportunity, Hagrid brazenly swung the last attack of Xixiang.

The air column that fell from the sky like a waterfall blasted Slytherin into the ground, like a meteorite falling from the sky. soot.

For a while, the smoke and dust that spread out blocked everyone's sight.

"Have you dealt with him!" George and Fred couldn't help being a little excited.

In the distant battlefield, Hagrid slowly landed on the ground.

He was holding on to a protruding boulder and gasping for breath.

Sweat that seeped through his hair condensed into a stream on his rough face, slid across his nose and lips, and finally pooled on his chin, forming bean-sized droplets that clack onto the ground. on the ground.

Everyone on the battlefield invariably focused their eyes on the diffuse smoke.

I don't know how long it took before the diffused smoke and dust dispersed a little, and Slytherin's figure reappeared in front of everyone at this moment.

When they saw Slytherin's state, all of them, at this moment, actually sank their hearts to the bottom.

Because, even with such a terrifying attack, Slytherin still did not die.

Although he was bombarded with bruises by Xixiang, as long as he was not killed once, the injuries on his body would recover at a moderate speed with the support of the magic of the underworld.

Leaning on the elder wand, Slytherin slowly got up from the ground, raised his hand and wiped the blood spilling from his mouth.

Although he still had more than a few seasons in his heart about the Xixiang just now, Slytherin still held on strong, showing an extremely arrogant and arrogant appearance.

"I'm so excited for the first time since the fight against Gryffindor!"

"Can you continue to fight? Are there no other stronger moves!?" His tone was full of provocation, "Let me enjoy it again!"

Looking at Slytherin who was still able to speak out, Hagrid's eyes revealed a hint of disbelief.

"This guy... was hit by the five-shot Xixiang in a row, and he can still..."

Seemingly aware that Hagrid was at the end of his shot at this time and could no longer pose a great threat to him, Slytherin shouted arrogantly, "Keep dancing!"

Hearing Slytherin's incomparably arrogant words, Hagrid gritted his teeth, "Looks like Ye Kai can only be used..."

The next moment, Hagrid took a step forward with one foot, and the huge force even smashed the ground to pieces.

A layer of magical brilliance covered Slytherin's eyes, and through the effect of magic, he clearly saw the flow path of the magic power on Hagrid.

"Magic is converging to the heart, it seems that this should be his last blow..."

Slytherin's complexion became extremely solemn and solemn, and the magic in his body was mobilized by him frantically, ensuring that the strongest defensive magic he could use could be activated at any time.

On the other side, Hagrid slowly lowered his body and made a sprint start.

"orange!"

Hagrid roared angrily, and the blood-colored steam that was already extremely rich on his body erupted again at this moment.

The rich blood-colored steam permeating the battlefield condensed into an incomparably ferocious dragon head in a blink of an eye, and an unparalleled and absolutely powerful momentum erupted from Hagrid.

Even the ground beneath his feet was crushed to pieces by the aftermath of this momentum.

The hurricane that suddenly rolled up on the battlefield lifted a large amount of soil and sand.

Even at a distance of hundreds of kilometers, Hermione and the others had to use defensive magic to resist the gust of wind that erupted from Hagrid's body.

However, this was just the aftermath of the momentum. Slytherin, who faced Hagrid, truly felt what terror was at this moment.

One after another, crimson stripes like flowing magma appeared on Hagrid's body, spreading all over his body.

If you look closely, you will find those magma-like red stripes, each of which is actually the main blood vessel in Hagrid's body.

That is to say, what Hagrid is flowing is not magma.

But because of the effect of the Eight Gates Dunjia, the blood that became extremely hot in the high-speed pumping.

After Hagrid opened the door of death, the layer of blood-colored steam covering his body was formed because the hot blood evaporated and escaped into the body.

The ferocious blood mist dragon let out a deafening roar.

"Such power! I recognize you!"

Slytherin laughed wildly,

"In terms of physical skills, among the people I have played against, no one is better than you!"

He held the elder wand in front of him, "I, Salazar Slytherin, wish to call you the strongest!"

Ignoring Slytherin's flattering words, Hagrid roared, "Dragon!"

Due to the extreme overheating of his body, the moment Hagrid spoke, two white steam escaped from his mouth.

The next moment, as Hagrid's feet slammed into force, the ground shattered into pieces, and his body suddenly transformed into a blood-colored streamer, rushing forward.

Like a wild beast, carrying the air waves formed by the re-condensation after the blood evaporated, Hagrid's huge body rushed straight towards Slytherin in a burst of air-shattering explosions.

"Night Kai!"

The giant dragon lingering around him also let out a deafening roar of filial piety at this moment.

In the process of rushing forward, Hagrid suddenly jumped up, concentrated all the strength on his feet, and kicked forward with a flying kick.

At the moment when Hagrid kicked this extremely powerful kick, Slytherin clearly judged that this attack from Hagrid was absolutely impossible for him to resist head-on.

So, without hesitation, he planned to jump away by Apparating, dodging the absolutely powerful kick that Hagrid took at the cost of his life.

But the next moment, his child hole suddenly shrunk.

An inexplicable sense of stagnation hindered his Apparation, making it impossible for him to escape Hagrid's Ye Kai by means of space teleportation.

Slytherin never imagined that someone could forcefully distort space by means of physical techniques.

"What! Space is distorted!?"

Slytherin, who was unavoidable, could only stare blankly as Hagrid's extremely powerful kick kicked heavily on the Elder Wand that was in front of him.

Boom!

The Elder Wand bounced off the moment it collided with Ye Kai, and Hagrid's foot stomped heavily on Slytherin's chest.

Immediately, Slytherin vomited a large amount of blood from his mouth, and his entire body was twisted by this kick.

Driven by the blood-colored dragon, Slytherin's figure flew out and slammed into a towering mountain. The terrifying force even pushed Slytherin to chisel the entire mountain. wore.

In the blink of an eye, the mountain that was hundreds of meters high fell apart like this.

A violent air wave comparable to a natural disaster-level hurricane was suddenly set off on the battlefield. Even with the existence of defensive magic, everyone in the wizarding coalition was swept up and down by this extremely strong air wave.

I don't know how long it took, the thunderous roar gradually disappeared, and the thousands of feet of dust caused by the collapse of the mountain slowly fell back to the ground.

The situation on the battlefield was once again revealed in front of everyone.

Compared with before, there was a huge ravine on the battlefield that was dozens of meters wide and several kilometers long.

At this moment, Hagrid, who had exhausted all his vitality and kicked Ye Kai, was lying in the ravine.

His body was burnt to black due to the high-speed friction with the air, and his body was covered with magma-like fiery red lines, and misty white steam continued to flow out.

And lying at the end of the gully was Slytherin who was kicked in the front by Hagrid. At this time, he lay there as if dead, motionless.