Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

Chapter 198 I Bloom in the Slaughter, Like a Flower in the Dawn

The Whispering Pistol, which has obtained the magic accessory, can be said to be even more powerful. It is much more powerful than the previous gun. Considering the uncontrollable power, Eric did not switch to the magic bullet mode, but chose to fire ordinary bullets. bullet.

But a perfect body is a perfect body after all.

The moment the fourth gunshot rang out, Eric noticed something unusual about the gunshot.

If the first three shots were like the crack of a whip, then the fourth gunshot was like the roar of two kicks.

With the fourth gunshot, a tiny wave of air rushed out with the bullet and exploded at the muzzle of the gun. A trace of blood visible to the naked eye emerged from the front of the bullet, wrapped around the bullet, and plunged into the chest of the centaur. , blowing his body away, and at the same time blasting a big hole in his chest. After he landed, a circle of burning aura suddenly exploded, blowing away all the dead people on the ground around him. All the fallen branches and leaves were swept away.

If Eric hadn't put a protective spell on himself before coming down, maybe he would have been covered by the garbage sweeping in at this moment.

After waving his hand and pushing away the garbage floating in front of him, Eric walked up to the centaur with a strange expression. Looking at him with a dead look on his face, he frowned subconsciously: "Did I forget something? It seems like this Whispering Fourth Gun will cause huge damage to his soul?"

"Forget it, he has already died once anyway."

Eric waved his hand indifferently, got on the broomstick again, and flew towards the centaur tribe. Whether he took the words with him or not, he really didn't care, it was just a whim.

"Hey, I worked so hard tonight. I didn't expect that just to save Romo, I would get into so many troubles."

Eric shook his head and looked at Romer who had returned to the school castle on the map: "But who told me to be kind? Since the road is rough, I will help him by the way."

"There is no wizard more caring than me!"

"no!"

And in the centaurs tribe not far away, those centaurs who have been living in seclusion in the depths of the Forbidden Forest and occasionally wandering around in the Forbidden Forest are tenaciously resisting the enemy's invasion.

Perhaps because of the large number of enemies, too many arrows were shot at them densely, like bursts of arrow rain, covering the horsemen who were rushing left and right in the tribe, constantly compressing their positions, and seemed to be preparing to attack them. After they were driven together, they were wiped out with a hail of arrows.

Although they understood the enemy's intentions, the centaurs of the tribe were still unable to defeat the four-handed tribe with two fists. Even with the addition of Firenze and others who broke through the enemy's siege and returned to the tribe, they still lost three people in the battle. With extreme reluctance, the adult centaurs companions were commanded by the great elder of the centaurs to protect the old, weak, women and children from running into the forbidden area where the centaurs offered sacrifices.

"Great Elder, what should we do? We just met Andros before we came back. Although the centaurs here are strange, they are still much inferior to Andros. If Andros joins the battle, we will have no chance at all. Any chance of winning.”

With the support of Ronan and Firenze, Bain lay weakly on the ground. The wound on his abdomen opened again due to the violent running. At this moment, blood was constantly flowing out, even around the wound. Even after applying the herbal medicine, the wound still showed no signs of healing and could only be maintained by Ronan's constant use of healing magic.

Kagel, the great elder of the centaurs, is a tawny centaur with pure white hair. At this moment, he looked at the dead centaurs running left and right in the shadows outside the tribe. He also sighed sadly, with a look on his face. His wrinkles were squeezed together, he held the pipe in his hand to his mouth, carefully smoked the special tobacco in the pot, closed his eyes and let the smoke brew in his mouth for a few seconds, then puffed forward suddenly.

The milky white smoke that seemed to be endowed with magic power quickly gathered and deformed after being sprayed out by him, and soon a man's figure nearly two meters tall formed, with his back to the centaurs.

This is the prophetic magic of the great elder, and because of this, he can become the great elder of the centaurs tribe.

"Elder, what is this?"

Margery still kept the action of picking up the bow and nocking the arrow, but the bowstring was not drawn. Seeing the condensed figure of the smoke emitted from the great elder's mouth, he quickly moved around and wanted to rush to the other side of the smoke. See who this figure is.

But the strange thing is that no matter how he runs, no matter what angle or position he looks at, this man still has his back to him.

"Be quiet, Margery. Fate doesn't let you know who he is, which means the time for us to get to know each other has not yet come!" The great elder took another drag on his pipe, but this time he exhaled normal gray-white smoke. Looking at his back in the smoke, he knelt down and sat down with peace of mind.

After hearing the words of the great elder, Margery also calmed down and rechecked the protection they had made.

Because this is their main place of sacrifice on weekdays, there are nearly three-meter-high walls they have piled up around it. After hundreds of years of reinforcement, these high walls made of stones are extremely strong, and it is difficult for ordinary magical creatures to break them. Not to mention the arrows from the invaders.

But the centaurs gathered here did not have any feeling of escaping to heaven. After all, they were facing their former companions who had returned from hell. Moreover, behind them, there was one of the most powerful companions in the past.

"Great Elder, we met a wizard before we came back. To be honest, if the wizard hadn't rescued and stopped Andros and the others, none of us would have been able to come back tonight."

Firenze entrusted Bern to Ronan, walked to the great elder, and reported to him what he saw and heard tonight.When he heard what he said, the great elder who was smoking suddenly frowned: "You just said that there is a wizard. Please tell me what kind of wizard he is. Does he look like this?"

As he spoke, the great elder pointed at the smoke that had not yet dissipated, and pointed at the figure that was gradually dispersing.

"That's just a little pony, Firenze. He can't stop Andros. Maybe he's dead now..."

"Bang~"

A roar interrupted the words of the man who came back with Firenze, and frightened the centaurs who were kneeling helplessly on the ground to rest.

Margery shouted an enemy attack and instantly jumped up from the ground. He summoned the centaurs who still had the strength to fight and drew them to the edge of the high wall. He picked up his bow and arrow and aimed it at the forbidden forest outside.

"Bang~"

Another loud, clear sound echoed in the forest.

"Where is it? Did you see it?"

"No, the sounds came from all directions..."

"Bang~"

The third sound sounded again, and this time, Margery finally heard the direction from which the sound came, because there was a burst of pitiful centaur screams.

The surviving centaurs have already arrived here. Who is the screaming centaur over there? Margery's not-so-smart brain can clearly guess who it is.

"Bang~Boom"

After the fourth gunshot sounded, a magic light ball as big as a man's head quickly struck from above the woods, like a meteorite hitting the earth, and hit a centaur hard, directly penetrating him and behind him. The centaurs smashed a huge hole in their chests.

After penetrating two centaurs, the light group remained unabated. However, after experiencing the three bombardments just now, the centaurs also understood the power of this light group, and they all jumped on their legs to avoid this light group. .

But what they didn't expect was that the light ball would explode after falling to the ground.

The six or seven centaurs who narrowly avoided the ball of light had no time to rejoice. The ball of light that hit the ground suddenly exploded, and the blazing fire swallowed them all up in an instant, turning them into wisps of blue smoke.

Not even the coke was left.

Eric stood on the top of a huge tree, leaning his butt on a huge branch, and set up a huge sniper cannon in the most comfortable and labor-saving position.

Since he snatched it into the system backpack, this thing belongs to me.

The system also thoughtfully assembled these accessories for Eric automatically. After he summoned them, these things were automatically assembled and switched to the "Perfect Curtain Call - Sniper Cannon" mode.

With a "chi" sound, the four magic devices on the shoulders spurted out four streams of white air, and then pressed again, mobilizing the magic power in Eric's body, injecting it into the whisper, and loading new magic bullets.

"Tsk, really weak."

Eric looked at his sniper cannons and shot nearly twenty centaurs into a mosaic. He muttered disdainfully, and then continued to aim at the confused centaurs in the woods. He whispered in his mouth: "Isn't this the time?" Should I come up with a line about a dramatist pretending to be a showman?"

bang~

"I flourish in the midst of killing~"

bang~

"Likewise"

bang~

"Flowers at dawn~"

Bang~boom~