The Necromancer of Hogwarts

Click, click.

The two skeleton warriors supported each other and resisted the surging tide of dementors at this corner.

However, under the combined impact of dozens of dementors, the skeleton warrior was still pushed back bit by bit, and even ravines were created on the ground.

Even if the number increases by one, the skeleton warriors can still only resist for a short time in front of the absolute majority of Dementors.

In the cell, Xiang Yu ran quickly, looking for the prisoner he had detected before.

He wrote down their names and surnames, then penetrated their bodies with a bone tooth, harvesting their lives.

Counting the prisoners killed by Xiang Yu before, when this layer no longer had any life breath, Xiang Yu had already killed seven prisoners.

Another golden light flashed from Xiang Yu, replenishing his condition to its best.

Xiang Yu did not use the character attribute points anymore, but chose to keep them for now.

With Dementor Ashes around, his mana is still sufficient for the time being, and these 5 attribute points can be kept for emergencies.

As for the skill points, Xiang Yu did not hesitate and clicked on the summoning skeleton skill, raising it to level 3.

"Summon skeletons, level 3. Summon skeletons from corpses to fight for you. The current number of controllable skeletons is 3, and the skeleton's defense power has increased slightly."

After this upgrade, Xiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the seven corpses in the cage.

"If I make it out alive, I will keep my promise."

"I will do my best so that your heirs will gain fame and wealth, and your family will have glory and status. This is my promise."

Then Xiang Yu stepped forward and strode towards the upper floor.

Bone teeth surrounded him one after another, shining with a cold white light.

Not long after, Xiang Yu came to the corner where the two skeleton warriors were, and glanced at the dementors blocking his path.

The dementors also saw Xiang Yu at the same time and saw the blood stains on Xiang Yu's body.

In the next cage, all seven prisoners died.

For the Dementors, the accidental death of every prisoner was a huge loss. Seven people died at once, which was already a tragic loss.

They became angry and turned into a gray-black tide, roaring towards the skeleton warrior.

They wanted to push the skeleton warrior away, pull out the soul of the young wizard behind him, and torture him severely to compensate for today's loss.

Xiang Yu's eyes reflected the ferocious looks of the Dementors.

The magic power in his body also began to surge out, exuding the aura of death.

"Curse, the damage deepens."

A red mark shrouded the front, covering most of the Dementors, turning them into fragile entities.

The tide of dementors suddenly stopped, and the dementors who were turned into entities seemed a little panicked. They had never felt so vulnerable.

Xiang Yu's eyes were cold, he took out a handful of Dementor ashes from his arms and swallowed it, and the magic power in his body began to recover rapidly.

The teeth surrounding him roared out like meteors, one bone tooth after another penetrated the tide of dementors, and then were submerged by the gray-black body of the dementors.

One, two, three...

Xiang Yu didn't seem to get tired. The bones and teeth fired from his hands stubbornly penetrated the Dementor's body.

The eyes of the two skeleton warriors also lit up with faint will-o'-the-wisps, and they waved the bone sickles in their hands towards the group of dementors.

call out!

The sharp bone teeth tore the cursed Dementor's body apart, and the black energy emitted from the Dementor's body condensed into billowing black smoke, filling the passage.

laugh!

The two skeleton warriors also swung the bone scythe accurately, smashing the bone scythe into the dementor's body, and then tore it apart fiercely, causing larger wounds.

The dementors under attack made a sound that was unclear whether it was a scream or a sound of hatred. The voices of dozens of dementors gathered together to form a hissing whisper that enveloped a huge area.

This kind of whisper kept drilling into Xiang Yu's head, causing his happy memories to gradually dissipate, and a cold feeling spread in his heart.

Xiang Yu bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, with a fierce gaze. The bones and teeth in his hand did not stop, but kept flying forward.

He tried to control the trajectory of the fang so that the fang could attack the same dementors.

It is better to cut off one finger than to injure the enemy's ten fingers!

The skeleton warrior was also under the control of Xiang Yu, and he slashed at a dementor with two bone scythes at the same time.

boom!

After a stalemate for several seconds, a dementor collapsed under the attack and turned into a ball of black ashes and fell to the ground.

A light suddenly flashed in Xiang Yu's eyes, and he growled at the ashes left by the dementor.

"Summon the skeleton!"

Click, click.

The third skeleton warrior stood up from the ashes, and the gray-black bone sickle swept forward!

The stalemate was broken.

The three skeleton warriors used their strength together, and Xiang Yu kept using curses and fangs. The group of dementors actually seemed like the tide lapping on the rocks.

No matter how ferocious they were, the skeleton warriors remained motionless, and Xiang Yu, who was under protection, was unscathed!

"Get out of my way!"

Xiang Yu roared, and the bones and teeth connected into a line, moving through the crowd of Dementors at an even faster speed than before.

The three skeleton warriors also started to push forward together, and even pushed back the dementor tide little by little.

They were squeezing forward little by little, pushing against dozens of dementors and squeezing out of the passage.

There are many figures in the narrow passage, which can be called a chaotic dance of demons.

There was gray-black smoke floating in the air, which made you choke if you inhaled it.

In this passage, everything seems to be crowded together, and every step forward feels exhausting.

Xiang Yu felt inexplicably familiar with this scene.

Isn't this... similar to being crowded on a train during the Spring Festival?

At this moment, a limerick floated in Xiang Yu's heart.

"As long as the train is more crowded, Azkaban has it your way.

If there is a rush for seats on the subway, don't worry about the crowd of Dementors. "

After an unknown amount of time passed, one message after another appeared on Xiang Yu's system panel. The resistance in front of Xiang Yu suddenly lightened up. He and the skeleton warrior entered a hall that was much wider than the passage. among.

The exit from Azkaban is not far ahead.

At this time, the Dementors also dispersed, surrounding Xiang Yu and the others.

It's just that each of them has wounds on their bodies, and some are even on the verge of collapse. There is even the slightest fear in their eyes when they look at Xiang Yu, and they don't dare to step forward easily.

Xiang Yu gasped for air, his clothes already soaked with sweat.

In this open area, it was no longer possible to use the terrain to deal with the Dementors.

Then we can only use other methods to get through the last distance.

He looked at the dementors surrounding him, then raised his left hand and slowly pulled down his sleeve.

The intertwined pattern of skulls and snakes caught the eyes of the Dementors, causing them to commotion.

Even Dementors recognize this pattern. It is the famous Mark of the Dark Lord, a mark that can only be possessed by the most loyal followers of the Dark Lord.

Xiang Yu looked around. Although his body was young, his eyes revealed a cold look from the past few days of training.

"I know you understand, and I want to talk to you."

"I was regarded as the Son of Death by the Death Eaters, stamped with the Mark of the Dark Lord by the Dark Lord, and designated as the next Dark Lord. I am destined to bring changes to this magical world."

"I am speaking to you now as the next Dark Lord."

"I, the son of death, have a dream!"