Hufflepuff's wand shot a firework into the sky, announcing the start of the game.

Alan was bowing to his opponent according to etiquette, but unexpectedly, Gryffindor had raised his wand and released an amazing spell to Allen. The brilliant and gorgeous colors ejected from Gryffindor's wand in a cone shape. For this reason, the red-haired witch obviously also gave a lot of magic. He carefully controlled these energy and turned his mind to let them continue to pursue Alan who had left the place at the first time.

It was like putting a mirror into the water to reflect the sunlight, and the seven colors that gushed out, passing through the grass by the lake between them, each color meant a different form of damage - some grass on the ground was different from the petrified spell but was really turned into stones, a hot red and yellow flame passed by Allen and fell into the water. The scorching temperature made the lake surface burn immediately, and bursts of bursts of sounds made the water surface. At the same time, a trembling blue lightning struck Allen, and his body was covered with tiny electric arcs - but then it was collected in his hands by the white-haired witch who could not help but tremble due to the electric shock. Finally, it formed a lightning ball and then shot it back and hit the red-haired witch who was a little unresponsive because of the powerful spell.

Alan was a little annoyed by the slut. He finally realized the feeling of Voldemort who was slutted by him at that time... but he also realized that the other party was really trying his best for this duel and wanted to kill him in the duel - but he did not intend to use mirroring to deal with the other party in this duel, let alone the multiple shadows that he had not learned yet.

Facing Gryffindor, if necessary, Allen plans to complete the duel in some more direct and head-on ways like the previous duel - this is also a rare opportunity for Allen to test his own strength.

The electric current hissed, burning Gryffindor's strong flesh and blood, and he couldn't help but scream and retreated. The burning smell of flesh and linen clothes filled the black lake with a terrible smell.

Immediately after the last casting and roaring, Alan casts the shadow shield for himself that he had learned for a short time. The black invisible shadows that appeared out of thin air on the surrounding ground gathered into a force field sphere shining with a black and red light under the operation of the white-haired witch, surrounding him. Alan hopes to absorb Gryffindor's subsequent spells later.

Allen knew in his heart that he could not completely let go of his hands and feet to fight, and he would have to use every bit of wisdom, every knowledge, and every exquisite and deadly magic he could to defeat a duel like Godric Gryffindor who was good at fighting without taking his life.

As soon as the white-haired witch completed his shadow shield, the red-haired witch forced her to survive the trembling caused by lightning with tenacious perseverance and recovered from Alan's counterattack just now.

"Kid, remember not to get lost next time!" Gryffindor, who had just recovered from his breath and could speak, let his wand shoot a terrifying black ray after sarcasticizing Allen's performance at the beginning. Once this hits the target, this energy ray can absorb the vitality of the recipient and feed it back to its creator.

The dark light hit the almost equally dark shadow sphere created by Allen.

But this created an unexpected effect that made Hufflepuff, who had not made any noise while watching the battle. The buzzing black energy not only did not break through the force field of the shadow shield, but instead seemed to inject terrible energy into this position, making it look darker.

"Your negative energy ray can seriously injure the living creatures, but it can only greatly increase the power of the shadow shield composed of almost the same energy." Alan, who was behind the sphere of the force field, explained to his opponent proudly.

"Your skin and hair are indeed caused by reading the scrolls and starting to study the power of death. Your talent is indeed very good. You can read them so quickly." Gryffindor's expression seemed to have expected this situation. He nodded in the distance as if he had confirmed his guess, and then his expression became a little dim. "It's a pity that I had an accident when I first read it."

After the brief conversation, it seemed as if there was a tacit understanding. The two of them prepared their own spells they wanted to cast again.

Gryffindor waved his wand to gather his strength, hoping to cast a range attack spell like the fierce fire in order to burn the male witch who was covered by the shadow shield and could not see the exact position.

Suddenly, the fierce fire that had begun to gather at the tip of the Gryffindor wand dissipated.

It turned out to be Allen. He was not really ready to cast the spell, but used the spell counter-attack that he had just learned not long ago. His eyes passed through the shadow and stared at Gryffindor. Through the magic fluctuations, he identified the opponent's fierce fire that the opponent was about to cast. He operated the magic power to interrupt the opponent's spell and let the flame that had begun to form dissipate in the air. Allen did not take the risk of trying to control the attack target of Gryffindor's fierce fire curse to become himself - although he himself did not intend to choose this method that might cause the opponent to die.

When Gryffindor was shocked and adjusted his state after being interrupted by the spell, Allen opened his mouth again and roared out a dark spell that was deliberately controlled by power.

The smoke of negative energy teared up Gryffindor's flesh and blood, greedily absorbed his life and physical strength. The countless painful needles made the red-haired witch's skin faded a little - and the mild damage suffered by Alan's exposed skin, who had just been hit by lightning, had already completely recovered under the influence of this spell.

Gryffindor gasped loudly because of the pain. He staggered back and tripped to the ground by the roots of a large tree in the forbidden forest next to him. The defensive spell he was about to cast failed as a result.

"I won't lose the duel like this!" Gryffindor thought to himself, "I must get some breathing time."

Fortunately, Allen did not intend to use too dangerous powers, and the spell just now did not make the red-haired witch lose its ability to resist.

Gryffindor turned over on the ground, supported himself with his left elbow, and waved his wand with his right hand: "Blake! Griffin! Attack that white-haired one!" Two lion-headed beasts, that is, griffins appeared in the sky out of thin air through Gryffindor's summoning spell.

Their bodies are red-yellow, with their necks and wings covered with golden eagle feathers. They have the forelimbs, wings and heads of giant eagles, and their bodies, hind legs and tails are like lions. The lion-headed eagle-headed eagle mainly feeds on raw meat and is fierce in nature, but skilled wizards can also be friends with it. Like Sphinx, the lion-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed eagle-headed e

Alan quickly took a few steps back, pronounced a word, and then pronounced another word, but no movement occurred. Until his left and right hand pointed to his respective grounds - Alan had not used spell sequences to store spells in advance. At this time, in the battle, it was like trying the ability he had just obtained, which could be used without a growth wand. He now stored two summoning spells and cast them at the same time.

Three death knights rushed out of the surging soil, riding a pegasus with horse armor, unlike ordinary skeletons or zombies that could be made with a little magic. These terrible undead creatures were usually knights or mercenaries with superb martial arts and even military monks of the military monks. These warriors retained all their skills during their lifetime after the fire of life was extinguished.

They looked like a rotten corpse, with a black skeleton wrapped in decayed skin on their faces, two orange lights shining in their eyes, and the Death Knight's shouting line was cold, like an echo from the deep valley.

Although it was not as powerful as the four Muggle kings whom Allen met in the underworld, who were resurrected by the god of death, and did not bring advantages over undead creatures because of the underworld environment, and they could not even maintain a relatively intact appearance, but they were armed with a spear, wearing swords and a full body of chain mail, and looked very dangerous. Under Allen's order, the Death Knights directly expanded their formation and stopped the two huge griffins who had begun to approach themselves in response to Gryffindor's summoning.

On the other side, the door of the other world composed of the burning skull was finally opened, and a dark blue devil squirmed out from the inside, and its skin was almost translucent blue. Looking at its whole body, you can clearly see the large red texture formed by the bright red blood flowing in the blood vessels under their epidermis.

This is a stylist. From above the waist, the stylist is still a humanoid creature with a strong body and thick arms. And its face, a large mouth with a large tooth and two thick horns extending from both sides of the forehead are equally eye-catching. The higher devil, which is lower than the Deep Demon, has hooked claws on his palms, and behind it is a pair of huge bat-like wings - and from below the waist, this devil looks more like a huge slug, and the body of the lower body drags it to squirm and crawl on the ground with a little effort, leaving a thick and smooth slime trajectory wherever he has been.

Born to be good at taking God's mind and brain enclosure, it is a stealer of memory and a caregiver of thinking. Most of them build nests on the banks of the Styx, which is also the guardian of this part flowing on the first floor of the Batto Hell, and the territory of the Great Devil Baier, Aphonus, the Styx, along the river.

At this time, he followed the call and instantly tamed Alan's devilish expression in the confrontation of will. He changed the direction of the huge scimitar he held in both hands in embarrassment, and rushed towards the isolated and helpless red-haired witch who was trying to stand up, and raised the back of the weapon in his hand and began to chop off like the other party.

"Alan!" Although he saw the devil's movements clearly, Hufflepuff couldn't help but exclaim.

Before Allen comforted Hufflepuff, Gryffindor responded immediately after hearing Hufflepuff's cry: "Don't interfere with Helga!"

After Gryffindor shouted, he let himself swing the wand in his hand at amazing speed and agility - a lightsaber made of red magic appeared from the tip of the wand and buzzed with Gryffindor's movements.

The red-haired witch was waving her wand like a knight's sword and collided with the scimitar in the devil's hand like a knight's sword - without any sound, the scimitar in the devil's hand was cut into two pieces like a hot knife cutting butter.

The devil, who is good at stealing his mind, used this natural ability to avoid the fatal attacks that came one after another like a knight who used swordsmanship. After falling to the ground, it screamed and rolled to the side, barely avoiding a Gryffindor's top-shot. At the place where the devil just threw himself down, a crack was cut out on the ground, and several quartz stones had begun to vitrify due to the high temperature brought by the magic lightsaber.

Gryffindor, who was about to kill the devil who was trying to turn over and get up, changed the trajectory of the magic lightsaber and accurately bounced off the spell energy of your weapon shot from behind the shadow shield - but this time difference had already made him lose the opportunity to kill the devil directly, and only made the Styx's Memories Demon roll and crawl away after paying the price of his left hand.

At this time, a cry of wretched sound came from the sky, sprinkling some blood.
Chapter completed!