Hogwarts Summoning Manual

The black iceberg floating in the dark night sky lost Bai Lin's control, and fell straight down towards the equally dark sea below, but before it hit the water, it exploded in dozens of blade lights, a A ghost-like scream came from it, and immediately after, Fujiwara Kazuura's figure flashed, and it had already merged with a sharp blade light, and rushed towards the purple egg ball in the air like lightning.

Fujiwara Kazuura knew very well in his heart that Bai Lin was the only one who posed a fatal threat to him here, while Catherine and Yan Nishuang, although their combat effectiveness was quite strong with one attack and one defense, they were still within the scope of the power system of this earth.

And the "Hundred Ghosts of the Night" he owns has transcended the system of the magical world. Not only can he subdue the powerful shikigami, but he can even communicate with the "gods" and absorb higher-level abilities from the supreme cosmic power, such as Kazuko who fused the ogre, fused the ability of the demon sword girl, and so on.

In theory, given enough time for him, he can fuse all the most powerful creatures or spiritual bodies on the earth, and he will be the king of the world, and he will be the god of the world!

Fujiwara Kazuura's demon sword slashed heavily on the golden shield protected by the kingdom of heaven. The huge pressure almost made Catherine and Sifgal vomit blood, but they were well prepared, and their will to protect Bai Lin was also extremely firm and strong. His willpower multiplied the repulsion of the position of heaven's protection, and he caught the knife abruptly.

Catherine and Sifgal struggled to support one left and one right. At this time, there was no chance to breathe. Fujiwara Kazuura's demon sword was almost uninjured. Knife, 1 knife...and they don't know how long they can hold on.

"Interesting!" Fujiwara Kazuura was shocked by the repulsive force, stepped back a few meters, his face transformed into a human face, and said with a sinister smile: "Woman! You are very strong, I want to fuse you Kneel down! Thank your master for his rare kindness!"

"I'm afraid you have something seriously wrong with your brain!" Hearing Fujiwara Ippa's arrogant cry, Yan Nishuang had condensed into a demon-slaying sword again. Just now she had secretly taken out a pill from the magic package. The developed advanced potion can greatly stimulate the magic power level of the user for the mage with better talent, but the side effects are very serious, and it is impossible to take it unless it is a life-and-death situation.

After taking the potion, Yan Nishuang felt that the blood in her whole body seemed to be boiling, hot, stinging, and her heartbeat was like a heavy hammer. It seemed that she was about to explode, but what followed was the return of most of the magic power that had been consumed just now. Condensation, a chill in the back of her head was like injecting an ice element, making her clearer and sharper than ever before.

The Demon Slaying Sword is no longer a faint golden virtual image, but a silver-black long sword, just like its substance, and several strands of silver-black brilliance extend from her arm and entwine with the hilt of the Demon Slaying Sword, making Yan Nishuang felt that the Demon Slayer Sword had almost become an extension of her arm. If there was a delay of tens of milliseconds when she manipulated the Demon Slayer Sword before, it was now a part of her body.

While speaking, Yan Nishuang flew forward, her speed was three points faster than before, the dynamic vision of ordinary people could no longer keep up with her speed, and she seemed to have appeared in Fujiwara dozens of meters away in a blink of an eye Next to Ichiura, a sword was slashed at his neck. No matter what kind of monster Fujiwara Ichiura was, he would be dead if his head was chopped off.

And Fujiwara Ichiura is obviously not an ordinary person, the demon sword firmly supported the Demon Slaying Sword with one move, Yan Nishuang seemed to have slashed on the iron wall with a sword, she quickly changed her direction by the force of the shock, and once again drew the sword, She knew very well in her heart that even if the medicine was a little stronger, she was no match for Fujiwara Ichiura, and it would be unwise to fight head-on with him, so she wanted to use agile swordsmanship to fight fast and delay time.

Fujiwara Kazuura's speed was not in vain, his sword was like lightning, and he had fought with Yan Nishuang dozens of times in a blink of an eye. This would have been broken more than a dozen times in exchange for the previous golden Demon Slaying Sword. Although Shi Yan Nishuang was struggling, she was able to defend and attack, and did not retreat steadily.

And Catherine looked anxiously. After gaining Dumbledore's power of order, she felt that her power was enough to solve most of the problems on the earth. Even if Gracua appeared again, she would be able to give It hit head-on, but when it encountered Fujiwara Ichiura's pure force form, the power of order and soul balance had little effect. For a while, I really couldn't think of any effective moves, so I could only watch him and Yan Nishuang fighting each other. Do it in a hurry.

Generally speaking, the potion that Yan Nishuang takes can last for 15 minutes to half an hour, but that is for ordinary mages. Yan Nishuang's talisman swordsmanship is already a heavy burden on the body, and Yan Nishuang is full of confidence He was about to fight Fujiwara Ichiura for [-] rounds, and when Bai Lin returned, he suddenly heard a huge explosion from the direction of the airship.

No matter how focused Yan Nishuang was on fighting, she couldn't help being distracted. Fujiwara Ichiura's Shikigami was just the vanguard to consume the combat power of the executive department, and the mages of the ship of light were used as the second wave of offensive to launch a surprise attack on the executive department. , the explosion obviously caused Yun Zhizhou to be severely injured, so many mages in the executive department and Taoists who had already lived in seclusion must have suffered heavy losses.

When she was distracted, Fujiwara Kazuura yelled excitedly, cut through the defensive position of the Demon Slaying Sword, turned the knife and rushed in, and took Yan Nishuang's forehead. Shuang's head was split open, and he still had a few seconds to complete the fusion. At that time, he might be able to hold a knife in one hand and use the long-coveted oriental talisman swordsmanship in the other.

Yan Nishuang was shocked. The moment the Demon Slaying Sword was swung away, she could clearly feel that the effect of the potion was fading rapidly, and a strong sense of fatigue surged up. She could no longer dodge Fujiwara Kazuura's knife. .

Fujiwara Ichiura's knife still missed nothing. When he turned his head, he happened to see Catherine protecting Yan Nishuang, who was randomly teleported more than ten meters away. They also wanted to protect Bai Lin's purple chaos. go far.

Fujiwara Ichiura laughed. He knew that Yan Nishuang and Catherine would not be able to apparate again in a short period of time, which meant that they had lost their last chance to save their lives. He turned his blade and rushed over faster than before. With a long knife, it's like a DOUBLE KILL.

However, the knife he was determined to win was swung into a black mist. The black mist appeared very abruptly, just like the thousand swords he had just performed. The lady was shrouded, and the demon knife just cut into the fog, and the feedback from the blade told him that he had missed it.

"Just bullying women is not a gentleman." A voice came from the black mist. The black mist appeared suddenly and disappeared just as abruptly, as if it had never appeared before, and the egg formed by the thick purple smoke Bai Lin's body is forming very quickly. His original white shirt has turned into a purple-black full armor. The style is like the Mingguang armor of the Tang Dynasty, but the purple-black brilliance flows on it, and there is a thick chaos. breath.

Bai Lin's eyes also turned purple, indescribably evil and frightening, just being stared at by him, Fujiwara Kazuura felt a strong coercion.