Chapter 301
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Shui Shen Zhi Feng
Chapter 301
While the battle between the Schelling puppets and the Dark Souls was going on with hundreds of people, Morgan, Voldemort, and Barbarossa were not idle.
None of them are stupid people, even if they don't know how powerful these human puppets are, but when the number of humanoid weapons reaches such a very deterrent scale, coupled with the battle that Schelling and Aguilar used when they used the Philosopher's Stone, these all show that these human puppets are definitely enough to become factors that can influence the situation of the battle.
The obvious numerical advantage they established before is no longer so absolute—if Xie Lin's human puppets really succeed in eliminating the Dark Souls, at that time, the three of them will face Xie Lin and the human puppet army at the same time, so they need to be outnumbered and become the weak side.
Therefore, they had to seize this short-lived opportunity—to get rid of Xie Lin in the shortest possible time by relying on a three-to-one advantage before all the variables happened and the battle between the puppet and the dark soul was still undecided.As long as Xie Lin dies and there is no real controller, these human puppets will be nothing but rootless duckweed, and will only become treasures and good fortune for them to accept.
"The Ancient Dragon Emperor, give me the blood, give me the power of the dragon, and show me the power of the dragon!" Morgan clasped his palms together, closed his eyes, and said reverently on his face.
The earth trembled faintly.
The air seemed to stop flowing.
A golden breath rose from the ground, dragging the surrounding air, and a violent tornado rolled up with the three of them at the center.Morgan's hair grew wildly, Voldemort's complexion slowly turned red, and Barbarossa's muscles suddenly swelled... Quite similar changes appeared on their faces, with thin triangular scales growing out, extending from both sides of the eyes all the way down to the chin.
Their pupils turned into vertical snake pupils, but they were different from Xie Lin's snake pupils.The pupils did not have the cruelty and coldness of snakes, but were glittering with golden light, giving people a sense of majesty and majesty.All of them exude a powerful, ancient, and inviolable aura, as if some kind of ancient existence that has just awakened.
"Dragon Tong?" Xie Lin pondered, "Is this... some kind of half-dragon, half-human form?"
"Well, that's how it is. It's using the pure blood to temporarily borrow the power of returning to the ancestors..." Xie Lin's pupils were shining brightly. He observed the changes of the three of them very carefully. Every slightest and most inconspicuous change in their bodies fell into Xie Lin's eyes without exception. "Their changes are not just reflected in the increase of magic power... I can feel that they have a terrifying aura that I have never seen before..."
"Morgan's ancestors were wizards who practiced the lineage of the Hell Dragon Emperor, and the hidden power in their blood is the power of ancient dragons... So when returning to their ancestors, there is a high probability that they simulated the combat form of her ancestors in ancient times..." Xie Lin looked at them without blinking, but his mind was thinking like lightning, "It seems that I can't be careless... Documents about ancient history are too rare. Activate some kind of blood talent similar to my magic eye..."
Although Xie Lin's eyes were dignified, his expression was even more eager to try. In this dimensional space, there were very few opponents who could be his opponents. Only such strong enemies could bring him challenges and hone him, allowing him to go further on the road to the ultimate magic.
"Interesting..." Xie Lin turned his eyes away from Morgan and turned to the other two, "Morgan is the only one who has the blood of the Dragon Emperor, but this mystery can allow his comrades to borrow the power of his own blood for a short time... It is said that medieval magic was born for war, and the rumors are true!"
The Middle Ages was a dark age in the wizarding world. It was not uncommon for lords to employ wizards to fight wars. Therefore, the magic of that era often took the form of war magic, which was different from the combat magic that is spread today.Modern wizard duels are often limited to one-on-one, or group battles with dozens of people, so magic is developed in the direction of fast speed, low loss, and easy learning and mastering.
Schelling was not one to take his enemies lightly.
In this battle, he intends to use all his hole cards and fight with all his might!
With a vigorous wave of his right hand, the cloak was raised high - the treasures in the space bag flew out one by one, Slytherin's pendant box, Ravenclaw's crown, the nameless mask of the Black family, Merlin's magic book, Merlin's stick of fate, the true dragon throne built by Schelling himself...
They had already been activated when Xie Lin touched the Goblet of Fire and was teleported over. At this moment, they were all floating in mid-air, blooming with fantastic and magnificent magical colors.
"Hahahahaha!" Morgan laughed wildly, "Aren't you scared? This is my biggest trump card—the dragon warrior form, which was called the 'power of the dragon' in ancient times. Compared with the little bit of blood power that you have just awakened, it is like a firefly trying to compete with the sun and the moon. Hahahaha!"
"Although your magic power is at the peak level of a great magister in terms of quantity, it is too low-level compared to the original dragon power in terms of level-but with your current level of magic power, it is too much to say that it is the third-rate blood power. What's more, your blood power is just in its infancy and has not been fully awakened at all. Moreover, we are three against one, you are dead!"
"I said, why do you love being slapped in the face so much?" Xie Lin rolled his eyes and sneered angrily, "Haven't you been slapped in the face enough today?"
"Obviously you've been slapped in the face several times, why don't you learn to be good, why do you love to think that I'm alone?" Schelling sighed helplessly at Morgan's self-righteousness, "Since you like it so much, then I can only really slap you in the face again—"
"Come out—" Schelling drew a circle with his wand to the left and right, and shouted loudly, "Witcher! Yermungard!"
Xie Lin's wand sprayed two lights at the same time, and a giant dragon figure emitting colorful streamers suddenly appeared on Xie Lin's left. It exuded a dragon-like aura no less than that of the three Morgans.
It's Schelling's patron saint, the Huntsman.
It has been more than 100 chapters since its birth. Although it made a brief appearance in the middle, it was not even a warm-up to that level. Knowing that it could finally show its strengths, the Demon Hunter was so excited that it could not be expressed. It let out a sharp dragon chant that resounded through the sky. The powerful sound wave actually shook all the clouds and mist in the sky, revealing the starry sky all over the sky.
A long dark green figure, a basilisk burning with green flames circled its body, swallowing snake letters to the right of Xie Lin.It has three long golden horns on its head, which looks like a crown.Having absorbed Schelling's blood and the power of its old enemy, the Holy Spirit's Skeleton, after a long sleep, it finally completed its sharpening and became the true king of snakes.
At the moment when the witcher uttered the dragon cry, the huge might of the dragon caused the three Morgans to shake to varying degrees. Morgan was the best, only shaking slightly, and then returned to normal;
At this time, the hissing sound of snakes came, and the dragon pupils of the three met Yemengarde's snake pupils.
Yemengarde's predecessor was a basilisk raised by Slytherin. After its death, its soul was sealed into a locket by Slytherin.Its snake pupils already have the curse power to instantly take away life, but at this moment, after being reborn, its power is even stronger than that of itself in the Slytherin period.
"Ah!..." Barbarossa's lung-piercing scream came, he closed his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down from his eyes, "I can't see! I'm blind!"
A golden light flashed in Voldemort's pupils, and then he stepped back a few steps. After blinking, the golden dragon pupils disappeared, and changed back to his usual red snake pupils again.
Morgan didn't have any problems at all. She used all her pupil power and looked straight at Yermungard.
After a long while, Yemengard let out a mournful cry, and his body shrank slowly, until it shrank to half of the previous size before stopping.
It seems that Longtong's power is still stronger than Yemengarde's pupil power in terms of level.It's just that the two "borrowers" Barbarossa and Voldemort don't have the actual blood of the Dragon Emperor, so they can't exert the [-]% full power of Longtong at all.
(End of this chapter)
While the battle between the Schelling puppets and the Dark Souls was going on with hundreds of people, Morgan, Voldemort, and Barbarossa were not idle.
None of them are stupid people, even if they don't know how powerful these human puppets are, but when the number of humanoid weapons reaches such a very deterrent scale, coupled with the battle that Schelling and Aguilar used when they used the Philosopher's Stone, these all show that these human puppets are definitely enough to become factors that can influence the situation of the battle.
The obvious numerical advantage they established before is no longer so absolute—if Xie Lin's human puppets really succeed in eliminating the Dark Souls, at that time, the three of them will face Xie Lin and the human puppet army at the same time, so they need to be outnumbered and become the weak side.
Therefore, they had to seize this short-lived opportunity—to get rid of Xie Lin in the shortest possible time by relying on a three-to-one advantage before all the variables happened and the battle between the puppet and the dark soul was still undecided.As long as Xie Lin dies and there is no real controller, these human puppets will be nothing but rootless duckweed, and will only become treasures and good fortune for them to accept.
"The Ancient Dragon Emperor, give me the blood, give me the power of the dragon, and show me the power of the dragon!" Morgan clasped his palms together, closed his eyes, and said reverently on his face.
The earth trembled faintly.
The air seemed to stop flowing.
A golden breath rose from the ground, dragging the surrounding air, and a violent tornado rolled up with the three of them at the center.Morgan's hair grew wildly, Voldemort's complexion slowly turned red, and Barbarossa's muscles suddenly swelled... Quite similar changes appeared on their faces, with thin triangular scales growing out, extending from both sides of the eyes all the way down to the chin.
Their pupils turned into vertical snake pupils, but they were different from Xie Lin's snake pupils.The pupils did not have the cruelty and coldness of snakes, but were glittering with golden light, giving people a sense of majesty and majesty.All of them exude a powerful, ancient, and inviolable aura, as if some kind of ancient existence that has just awakened.
"Dragon Tong?" Xie Lin pondered, "Is this... some kind of half-dragon, half-human form?"
"Well, that's how it is. It's using the pure blood to temporarily borrow the power of returning to the ancestors..." Xie Lin's pupils were shining brightly. He observed the changes of the three of them very carefully. Every slightest and most inconspicuous change in their bodies fell into Xie Lin's eyes without exception. "Their changes are not just reflected in the increase of magic power... I can feel that they have a terrifying aura that I have never seen before..."
"Morgan's ancestors were wizards who practiced the lineage of the Hell Dragon Emperor, and the hidden power in their blood is the power of ancient dragons... So when returning to their ancestors, there is a high probability that they simulated the combat form of her ancestors in ancient times..." Xie Lin looked at them without blinking, but his mind was thinking like lightning, "It seems that I can't be careless... Documents about ancient history are too rare. Activate some kind of blood talent similar to my magic eye..."
Although Xie Lin's eyes were dignified, his expression was even more eager to try. In this dimensional space, there were very few opponents who could be his opponents. Only such strong enemies could bring him challenges and hone him, allowing him to go further on the road to the ultimate magic.
"Interesting..." Xie Lin turned his eyes away from Morgan and turned to the other two, "Morgan is the only one who has the blood of the Dragon Emperor, but this mystery can allow his comrades to borrow the power of his own blood for a short time... It is said that medieval magic was born for war, and the rumors are true!"
The Middle Ages was a dark age in the wizarding world. It was not uncommon for lords to employ wizards to fight wars. Therefore, the magic of that era often took the form of war magic, which was different from the combat magic that is spread today.Modern wizard duels are often limited to one-on-one, or group battles with dozens of people, so magic is developed in the direction of fast speed, low loss, and easy learning and mastering.
Schelling was not one to take his enemies lightly.
In this battle, he intends to use all his hole cards and fight with all his might!
With a vigorous wave of his right hand, the cloak was raised high - the treasures in the space bag flew out one by one, Slytherin's pendant box, Ravenclaw's crown, the nameless mask of the Black family, Merlin's magic book, Merlin's stick of fate, the true dragon throne built by Schelling himself...
They had already been activated when Xie Lin touched the Goblet of Fire and was teleported over. At this moment, they were all floating in mid-air, blooming with fantastic and magnificent magical colors.
"Hahahahaha!" Morgan laughed wildly, "Aren't you scared? This is my biggest trump card—the dragon warrior form, which was called the 'power of the dragon' in ancient times. Compared with the little bit of blood power that you have just awakened, it is like a firefly trying to compete with the sun and the moon. Hahahaha!"
"Although your magic power is at the peak level of a great magister in terms of quantity, it is too low-level compared to the original dragon power in terms of level-but with your current level of magic power, it is too much to say that it is the third-rate blood power. What's more, your blood power is just in its infancy and has not been fully awakened at all. Moreover, we are three against one, you are dead!"
"I said, why do you love being slapped in the face so much?" Xie Lin rolled his eyes and sneered angrily, "Haven't you been slapped in the face enough today?"
"Obviously you've been slapped in the face several times, why don't you learn to be good, why do you love to think that I'm alone?" Schelling sighed helplessly at Morgan's self-righteousness, "Since you like it so much, then I can only really slap you in the face again—"
"Come out—" Schelling drew a circle with his wand to the left and right, and shouted loudly, "Witcher! Yermungard!"
Xie Lin's wand sprayed two lights at the same time, and a giant dragon figure emitting colorful streamers suddenly appeared on Xie Lin's left. It exuded a dragon-like aura no less than that of the three Morgans.
It's Schelling's patron saint, the Huntsman.
It has been more than 100 chapters since its birth. Although it made a brief appearance in the middle, it was not even a warm-up to that level. Knowing that it could finally show its strengths, the Demon Hunter was so excited that it could not be expressed. It let out a sharp dragon chant that resounded through the sky. The powerful sound wave actually shook all the clouds and mist in the sky, revealing the starry sky all over the sky.
A long dark green figure, a basilisk burning with green flames circled its body, swallowing snake letters to the right of Xie Lin.It has three long golden horns on its head, which looks like a crown.Having absorbed Schelling's blood and the power of its old enemy, the Holy Spirit's Skeleton, after a long sleep, it finally completed its sharpening and became the true king of snakes.
At the moment when the witcher uttered the dragon cry, the huge might of the dragon caused the three Morgans to shake to varying degrees. Morgan was the best, only shaking slightly, and then returned to normal;
At this time, the hissing sound of snakes came, and the dragon pupils of the three met Yemengarde's snake pupils.
Yemengarde's predecessor was a basilisk raised by Slytherin. After its death, its soul was sealed into a locket by Slytherin.Its snake pupils already have the curse power to instantly take away life, but at this moment, after being reborn, its power is even stronger than that of itself in the Slytherin period.
"Ah!..." Barbarossa's lung-piercing scream came, he closed his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down from his eyes, "I can't see! I'm blind!"
A golden light flashed in Voldemort's pupils, and then he stepped back a few steps. After blinking, the golden dragon pupils disappeared, and changed back to his usual red snake pupils again.
Morgan didn't have any problems at all. She used all her pupil power and looked straight at Yermungard.
After a long while, Yemengard let out a mournful cry, and his body shrank slowly, until it shrank to half of the previous size before stopping.
It seems that Longtong's power is still stronger than Yemengarde's pupil power in terms of level.It's just that the two "borrowers" Barbarossa and Voldemort don't have the actual blood of the Dragon Emperor, so they can't exert the [-]% full power of Longtong at all.
(End of this chapter)
