The Necromancer of Hogwarts

Patriarch Lannister gave an order, and at the same time, he himself clenched the holy war flag in his hand and waved it vigorously.

In an instant, the blood-colored light emitted from the sacred battle flag increased several times, like real blood, wrapping the vampires and dependents of the Leicester family in it.

The elite vampires in the clan have blood in their eyes, their body muscles are bulging, and their unique vampire magic power has also been greatly increased.

With the support of the sacred battle flag, the combat power of these thirty-odd first-year vampires soared, and almost every one of them reached the level of the Arena Master.

Only the vampires on the periphery have gained such a large increase. The body of the leader of the Lenister family near the sacred battle flag has even grown patches of scales, and his eyes have turned into orange vertical pupils. Except for Except for a small area on his forehead that was not covered by scales, almost his entire body had completed the transformation into the Dragonborn.

"This is the power of sacred objects."

Patriarch Lannister's eyes showed a look of intoxication, and unprecedented power surged in his body.

Each of the vampire's holy items was made by the entire clan after countless accumulations. Although it requires a large amount of dragon blood and human blood to be used once, its power is enough to determine the outcome of the clan war.

The leader of the Lenister clan looked forward with confidence, holding the battle flag high in his hand and roaring at his clansmen and vassals.

"Go get me the head of the leader of the Boiling Blood Clan and their dragon bone staff."

Roar

The roars of the werewolves, the sharp howls of the vampires, and the shouts of some wizard blood slaves were mixed together, forming a terrifying momentum.

The werewolves acted as cannon fodder and took the lead in launching the attack. With the blessing of the holy war flag, their already powerful strength and speed were once again enhanced. It was almost impossible to react. In just a few breaths, they rushed into the Boiling Blood Clan.

The vampires, surrounded by blood slaves, followed the werewolves and rushed forward.

They are surrounded by bloody light, which can not only increase their strength, but also heal their injuries, and even weaken the enemy's attacks. The wizards who were enslaved by the Leinster family tried their best to cast various spells to assist and protect the vampires.

Rumble, rumble, this tide hit the Boiling Blood Clan's defensive magic.

click

There was a crisp sound, and Tobjörn turned pale as he looked at the sky above the Boiling Blood Clan.

These days, the Boiling Blood Clan's defensive magic has received sufficient blood, and its power has returned to a level even stronger than when it was at its peak.

But in front of the bloody light shed by the sacred war flag, this defensive magic is only a little stronger than paper.

With just the first wave of impacts from the werewolves, the Boiling Blood Clan's defensive magic cracked with dense spiderweb-like traces.

According to this posture, if they can hold on for at most three minutes, the defensive magic will be broken, and they will face nearly a hundred dark creatures.

"It's too strong." Tobjörn was not intimidated by the sacred battle flag, but he still couldn't help but feel despair. "This is the accumulation of hundreds of years of a clan. It is really too strong."

"With just a few of us, there is no way we can compete with the accumulation of the Leinster clan."

He grabbed the wand, and the blood in his eyes was extremely intense. He turned to Xiang Yu and said, "I'm going to resist. You seize the opportunity and see if the house elf can help you escape."

Xiang Yu looked at the offensive outside the defensive magic, but took a deep breath.

"Is it the accumulation of hundreds of years by a clan?"

"If it were just in the magical world, it would be really scary."

Xiang Yu's eyes gradually turned cold.

"But now, when a weapons and equipment assembly line is opened, the weapons and ammunition produced in a day can be measured in tons."

"They have a clan with a century-old heritage, and I also have the support of a force that is so huge that it is unimaginable."

He looked at the leader of the Leinster clan outside the defensive magic, with an undisguised sarcasm in his eyes.

Xiang Yu whispered.

"Times have changed, old man."

He grabbed the prototype of the dragon bone staff in his hand, waved it gently, and activated the skeleton summoning skill.

On the dragon bone staff, every joint lit up with lines, which greatly enhanced Xiang Yu's skeleton summoning skills.

Now if Xiang Yu summons skeleton warriors, he can summon 5 skeleton warriors.

When artificial muscles are installed, it will be equivalent to Xiang Yu possessing 5 undead terminators at the same time. This alone will bring a huge increase to Xiang Yu's combat ability.

What's more, there is still a little magic power from the dragon left in the dragon bone staff.

This magic power forms a halo, which Xiang Yu calls Dragon Spirit, which can increase the strength, life and fire resistance of Xiang Yu's teammates.

Even if the increase in spell casting speed is not included, these two gains alone make the Dragon Bone Staff an artifact worth every penny to Xiang Yu.

But at this moment, Xiang Yu did not choose to summon the skeleton warrior. Instead, he chose to use the quota of the skeleton warrior to summon a summoned object with little combat power.

In the arena, the sound of clicking was heard all of a sudden, and the corpses stored in the arena of the Boiling Blood Clan mutated.

A rat made of white bones emerged from these corpses, and then gathered in the arena.

In order to increase the number of bone rats, Xiang Yu even chose to dissolve a summoned undead terminator.

You must know that this undead terminator has been strengthened by dragon blood. If it is disbanded now, it will be equivalent to a waste of precious dragon blood.

But for the sake of insurance, Xiang Yu still did it.

In return, the number of white-bone rats he summoned this time seems to be close to a hundred. They are all white and surging, making people have goosebumps all over their bodies.

If it were in the past, these white-bone rats would just look scary. They were too weak and could barely move a stone. They couldn't move weapons and equipment at all.

In addition, they are extremely fragile and will break into pieces if ordinary people step on them a few times, so they have no practical value at all.

But now, the situation is different.

Under the amplification of the dragon's spiritual energy, the health of these fragile white-skeletal rats has more than doubled or tripled. I'm afraid ordinary people would have to hit them with a hammer several times to break them.

They are also strong enough to move objects weighing three to four kilograms.

In this way, it will have practical value.

Their numbers, coupled with modern weapons and equipment, are enough to cause frightening damage.

The three undead terminators opened all the magic backpacks and poured out high-explosive grenades and incendiary bombs.

Xiang Yu waved his staff, and these white-bone rats immediately swarmed towards the grenade.

They held the grenade in their mouths and easily bore the weight of the grenade. Then they turned around, dispersed, and poured out.

Xiang Yu held the dragon bone staff, ready to summon new bone rats at any time.

"I heard there are many of you"

"If you compare the number of people with the Necromancer, then I'll satisfy you."