All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 355 My wish for you is invalid

The gate of the alien world in the sky has not yet closed, and the terrible breath from Nessus, the ninth hell, pollutes the atmosphere.

The abyssal demon Tuva moved back to its original position. Its huge claws were like stalactite stalagmites, and what was caught in the claws was a special fork.

The Serns responded calmly. The wizard who was attacked fell to the ground. The huge wound on his chest showed a decaying black color, and then healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The undead body did not die from this blow. He stood up again and wiped the mud on his face awkwardly.

Everyone looked at Tuva and the fork in his hand.

"This is a scepter?" The red-robed wizards couldn't believe it, and at the same time they were mad with hatred.These people never imagined in their dreams that the dead companion really got the target, and it was in their hands.

The Hell Fiend held a plastic fork with a serious look on his face, chanting blasphemous words in an attempt to get in tune with this artifact.

The cold wind blowing from the gate to another world in the sky seemed to remind Tuva that it was time to go back and hand over the artifact to its owner, who would then dedicate the thing to the supreme existence of the Nine Hells. The next step was to Need to wait for reward.

The faces of the red-robed wizards changed, "It wants to escape, stop it!"

Clusters of high-energy magic spells burst out. The Hell Fiend is immune to fire and poison, and has strong resistance to magic. This is destined to be a hard battle. In the previous battle with the druids, they had already lost some of their spell slots, and were now a little unsustainable.

Tuva sneered, and the raging hellfire burst out from the palm of his hand, turning into a fire blanket that devoured the earth, surging violently, and spreading in all directions.

Druids were also involved in the fighting.

The raging waves of frost and water elements block the intrusion of hellfire. The soil on the ground melts into fluid glass in the flames, flowing freely.

"Lock the space with a dimensional anchor. It can carry out advanced teleportation at will. Don't let it take the initiative!" A red-robed wizard summoned a wriggling black tentacle and tied Tuva's right leg.

[Aivar Black Tentacle] is powerful, and its strong muscles can immobilize a lion.The pit fiend just stomped hard and tore off the tentacles.

"You are looking for your own death!" Tuva's expression was excited and cruel. It deliberately ignored the frequent calls of the gate of the other world.

As long as the power of this treasure can be aroused, it might be the next Duke. Even if it has to be handed over, it must be handed over directly to Asmodeus, the Lord of the Nine Hells, and no middlemen can make a profit on the price.

The refining demon fluttered its wings and launched [Meteor Burst]. The 9-level evocation spell summoned four flaming meteorites, which crashed to the ground, smashing several red-robed wizards who were unable to dodge to pieces.

The earth trembled under the evil power of the devil.

The red-robed wizards were defeated one after another. Their undead bodies were torn to pieces by the refining demon, and then they were dispelled of necromancy, turning them into corpses.

The druids stood together in despair.

Tuva vents violence. Although it is not an abyss demon addicted to fighting, it still feels physically and mentally happy.

"Elf, I can smell your kindness. It's so sweet. In hell, souls like yours are in short supply. I will use the most terrible punishment to squeeze out the last drop of your soul energy, and you will wail and fall in pain..."

The druid suddenly looked behind the refining demon.

Tuva heard the sound of horseshoes, rushing like a drum, and seemed to be trampling the ground with vigor.

A smoldering fire came ragingly, the rider on the horse tightened the reins, and the horseman stood up and stopped.

Linde looked up at the sky, looked at the person behind the door to another world for a few seconds, and then looked away.

The female elf shouted in surprise: "De Lin!" The fellow druids also looked excited.

The warlock nodded to them, then pointed at Tuva, "You took the fork I used to eat."

"Yes, unfortunately, it fell into my hands."

"So you're not going to give it back to me."

The demon smiled and said: "I agree that private property is inviolable. We can make a contract. Let me serve you for a hundred years in exchange for this artifact."

Linde smiled. He clapped the book of Mora in his hand, "Did you hear that? Mora, there is a devil who is willing to serve me for a hundred years."

There is a sharp mouth on the cover of the book of Mora, and the words spoken in a lazy and deep tone are extremely flattering, "Oh, my lord, my great lord, such a little devil is not worthy of serving you, why don't you give it to me , your faithful Mora will make it into a leather stool for you to rest on, and it will live and tell you jokes from hell."

Tuva's smile faded and he said coldly: "It seems you are not interested in the contract."

As soon as the sorcerer stretched out his hand, the fork in the claws of Hell's Purgatory appeared in his palm. He held the artifact again, and said to Tuva whose expression changed drastically: "Have you heard of the Pact of the Blade? This weapon is tied to me. Sure, you can't take it away."

Tuva roared loudly, and before he could flap his wings and take off, a green tentacle suddenly rose from beneath his feet and entangled him.

The deep hell fiend struggled hard, but this oily and wet tentacle was stronger than pure gold, and he couldn't stop breaking free, while restricting his teleportation ability.

"What is this? This is not the black tentacle of Ava!"

This is the tentacles of Hermaeus Mora.

Linde waved the fork gently, as if he was moving the longitude and latitude of the magic net, and the huge tide of magic energy gathered to form thousands of luminous force field swords.

Tuva felt the power of the artifact and exclaimed, "How is that possible? It is simply the source of the magic network. No wonder even the great Him wants it."

Before the words fell, the raging magic sword turned into a waterfall and torrent, cutting off the neck of the demon.

On the verge of death, the demon said loudly: "I make a wish! Let me return to purgatory safely!"

[wish technique]

The most powerful spell. Have the power to change the world.

The gate to the otherworld made a terrifying vibration, and a black light fell, about to teleport the demon away.

Lin De raised his head and said loudly: "Ai Ou! I made a wish, but this person's wish is invalid!"

Someone's background is obviously harder.

In the sorrowful and angry eyes of the fiend in deep hell, the beam of teleportation light suddenly dissipated, and his head crashed to the ground.

The druids cast spells and closed the ominous portal to hell.

The wound in the sky healed slowly in the whistling of the spirit of nature, the dark clouds dispersed, revealing a clear blue sky, the sun shone, and the landscape of the earth shone brightly. It was another good time for people to linger.

The demon's head was almost higher than the horse's legs and could not be hung on the saddle. Lind took off a scarlet eyeball as a trophy, and the rest was eaten by the Book of Mora, which was considered garbage recycling.

The druids stepped forward to thank Linde.

"I am very interested in the way of nature." Lin De nodded and smiled, "If you don't mind, you can go with me. Also, no matter what kind of inspiration you receive, you will not get what you want when you come to pursue my weapons. "

He looked again at the distraught dwarf Barendar.

"Uncle and nephew kill each other." Lind pondered for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "Dwarf, do you want to resurrect him?"