Chapter 409 The patron saint of the holy dragon, the end of the mountain
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Jing Shen Tian Si
boom!
The huge magic circle was instantly covered with cracks and shattered in the blink of an eye.
The ultimate defensive magic corresponds to the magic that the great magister can use. As long as there is no problem with the supply of magic power, it can barely defend against the siege of dozens of Death Eaters.
But Voldemort is the pinnacle of the great magister, and once he makes a full shot, he adds a weight to the balance of victory.
"Gift crab!"
Aaron cursed, and immediately created an advanced defensive magic circle in front of him.
The next moment, a terrifying shock wave exploded in front of Aaron, sending him and the nearby Death Eaters flying away.
After the smoke cleared, some of the Death Eaters who were closer to the center of the explosion staggered to their feet, while those who were farther away were not so embarrassed, but they were also disheartened.
While everyone was admiring Voldemort's magical power, they couldn't help turning their eyes to Aaron.
He was half kneeling on the ground, his hands trembling slightly, and there was a hideous wound on his left arm that kept oozing blood.
"I didn't expect Lord Voldemort to be able to play sneak attack.
Moreover, the target of the sneak attack was a 15-year-old child, so he really had no grace at all. "
"I just let you understand the gap in strength." Voldemort said unhurriedly, "It's getting dark, and I'm a little impatient after being dragged on by you for so long."
"Hehe!" Aaron sneered, took out a small bottle from his pocket, and sprinkled the transparent liquid inside on the wound, and the wound instantly recovered.
"Tears of the Phoenix." Voldemort gritted his teeth.
"Have vision, this was collected when Abe and I bullied Fox, I didn't expect it to be used so soon."
"What are you still doing?" Voldemort said displeased.
"Hold on!"
A group of Death Eaters were about to attack again, but Aaron stopped them.
He stood up slowly, opened the chamber of Bi'anhua, and loaded seven silver-white bullets and one red-gold bullet with red lines.
"it's OK now."
The Death Eaters looked at each other, and soon realized that they had been tricked, and anger welled up in their hearts immediately.
It's okay to just watch Aaron heal, after all, he is also talking to Voldemort during the healing process, and they don't dare to interrupt Voldemort no matter how brave they are.
But then their mentality broke down a bit, and Aaron loaded Bianhua with eight bullets in front of him.
They had seen the power of that gun before, one shot for one magister, and if eight bullets were played smoothly, it meant that the lives of eight Death Eaters were in danger.
"A group of cowards." Little Barty said contemptuously, "I don't even think about how much magic power he has left? It's impossible to replicate the previous power."
Hearing this, the Death Eaters were immediately relieved, and all of them looked at Aaron with a lot of amusement.
The same is true for Lucius, but he is far away from Aaron's position, and he is already ranked third from the bottom among the Death Eaters.
call!
Aaron took a deep breath, strode forward, and met the death eaters who rushed forward.
He didn't use defensive magic this time, and Voldemort wouldn't give him a chance to opportunistically, except that his own consumption couldn't keep up.
A red curse shot out from one side, roaring towards it.
This is a blasting spell, which can blast everything that can be touched, and is extremely dangerous.
Aaron immediately used his wand to block, and at this time several spells were shot at the same time, all of them were as fast as lightning.
"Roar of the Fire Dragon."
Crimson flames spewed out from the mouth, swallowing these spells, and even the Death Eaters who released them were forced to retreat, but more Death Eaters surrounded them.
Aaron shook his head, pinned the wand around his waist, and put away the flowers of the other shore.
"I'm really no match for so many people, but if you want to catch me, you have to be prepared.
If you don't hold back, I still have more than half of the confidence, do you want to try it? "
The Death Eaters didn't believe this, and launched an attack immediately, and a series of extremely lethal spells fell from all directions.
He ran quickly, avoiding these spells, and approached the nearest Death Eater.
"McNeil? It's really fate!" Aaron sneered, "Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!"
The right fist wrapped in flames hit McNeil's abdomen, and he flew backwards at an extremely fast speed, hitting a tombstone dozens of meters away before stopping, but he also lost his fighting power.
"First."
Rumble!
Aaron's ground kept shaking, and a pit suddenly appeared at Aaron's feet.
"Success."
A Death Eater shouted excitedly, his wand was stabbing the ground, obviously the trap just now was his handwriting.
But within three seconds of being happy, a huge earth-yellow magic circle enveloped him, and countless chains with thorns wrapped around his body and limbs.
"the second."
boom!
A curse struck from behind, and Aaron directly crushed it with his fist wrapped in flames.
"Impossible, it's absolutely impossible."
"Together, he is alone, and he consumes a lot of energy, so he can't stop all our attacks."
exclaimed one Death Eater, cheering up the others as well as himself.
A round of spells was shot from the front at the same time, and Aaron quickly raised his hands, "The flames of the fire dragon."
The flames collided with the seven curses, faintly overwhelming the Death Eaters.
At this time, two curses suddenly appeared on the left and right sides, and Aaron had to withdraw his flames and jumped high to avoid the two attacks.
The green magic circle appeared instantly, and a huge storm fell from the sky.
The terrifying impact blew the surrounding Death Eaters more than ten meters away, clearing an open space.
Aaron had just fallen, and before he could take a breath, more than a dozen spells struck at the same time, blocking all his escape routes from all directions.
boom!boom!boom!
The Death Eaters laughed wildly, and Cedric and the others couldn't bear to turn their heads away. Obviously, they didn't think that Aaron could block so many spells.
At this time, a bright silver light suddenly appeared where Aaron was standing, followed by the roar of the dragon.
Roar!
The patron saint in the form of a holy dragon appeared in this world for the first time, and it protected Aaron in the middle, blocking those spells.
Everyone felt that their world view had collapsed. It was not that they had never seen a Patronus, but it was the first time they had seen such an exaggerated Patronus. There was no such exaggeration in the entire wizarding world, and neither did Dumbledore.
"This is fake, it must be fake." Little Barty murmured, "Master, a dementor appeared in the Triwizard Tournament, and Gaius' patron saint is a raven."
"Who stipulated that there can only be one patron saint? And who stipulated that the patron saint can only play a protective role?" Aaron said meaningfully, and immediately ordered the patron saint to launch an attack.
After all, the patron saint of the holy dragon still consumes a lot of magic power, and it is a shameful waste to stay for one more second.
The holy dragon roared upwards, waved its white and crystal-clear wings, grabbed the nearest Death Eater, and crushed him to death in the blink of an eye.
White dragon flames spewed out from his mouth, and all the Death Eaters felt the terrifying temperature, and immediately raised their wands to defend, and some even used apparition to distance themselves.
Various spells were shot at the holy dragon from all directions, and small gaps were punched in the white energy body, but Aaron's magic power would overflow out of the body in time to repair it.
The holy dragon hovered above Aaron's head, and while attacking the Death Eaters with dragon flames, it also provided Aaron with some protection. Those spells that hit him were burned to ashes by the white light before they approached.
Almost every minute a Death Eater was seriously injured or even died, and Voldemort didn't care about it at all.
He has been lingering for 13 years, none of these people came to him, do you really think he has no temper?
Thirteen years have allowed him to see some things clearly. Unsteady loyalty is nothing to him, and death is death.
Like Barty Crouch Jr., and those Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban are his real loyal servants.
Lucius has proved that he has been looking for him, and he can give him a certain amount of trust but not too much. The specifics depend on his next performance.
Aaron's breathing gradually became faster, and his breath was also unstable, which was a sign of obvious weakness.
"He can't hold on any longer." A Death Eater shouted excitedly, "The Patronus is fading."
"It's really underestimated!" Aaron laughed, and quickly pulled out the Bianhua, a silver-white bullet shot straight, hitting the Death Eater's abdomen in an instant.
Blood spattered, and this time there was no flame, but the whistling sound of the blast was clearly poured into his ears.
Immediately afterwards, the tearing pain spread all over his body, as if he had been hit by several division spells.
The moment he landed, his eyes turned white, he bounced a few times very ugly, and then completely lost consciousness.
"We must speed up." Aaron looked up at Shenglong who was in a weak state, and subconsciously clenched the flintlock in his hand.
Silver rays of light shot out from the muzzle of the gun continuously, and Aaron didn't dare to use his full strength now, and only poured less than a hundred mana each time, just like what he told the mind body before, he would not be stingy when it was time to use it.
Five shots were fired in a row, killing two Death Eaters and breaking one arm.
However, his magic power is less than one-tenth, and even the Patronus can hardly maintain it.
More than half of the Death Eaters were killed or injured, and the rest began to slowly approach Aaron.
"This is really sad." Aaron panted heavily, and fell to the ground exhausted.
"Cruciatus!" A Death Eater approached quickly, and decisively cast the Cruciatus Curse, as if he was afraid of being robbed of his head.
"Except your weapons."
Aaron shot down his wand first, then jumped at him, the gun pointing directly between his eyebrows.
"No, don't do it." The Death Eater said nervously, "I didn't mean to kill you, I really didn't."
"But you want to torture me and use the Cruciatus Curse, how cruel you are!" Aaron said coldly, and then pulled the trigger, ending his life.
"Stunned!" x3
The three Death Eaters joined hands and released the Sleeping Curse with all their might.
"what!"
With a roar, Aaron lifted the Bianhua flower and fired the last bullet.
The red gold bullet shot out from the muzzle of the gun, turning into countless crystal filaments in mid-air, mixed with dense blue lightning and colliding with the Death Eater's sleeping spell.
The huge magic circle was instantly covered with cracks and shattered in the blink of an eye.
The ultimate defensive magic corresponds to the magic that the great magister can use. As long as there is no problem with the supply of magic power, it can barely defend against the siege of dozens of Death Eaters.
But Voldemort is the pinnacle of the great magister, and once he makes a full shot, he adds a weight to the balance of victory.
"Gift crab!"
Aaron cursed, and immediately created an advanced defensive magic circle in front of him.
The next moment, a terrifying shock wave exploded in front of Aaron, sending him and the nearby Death Eaters flying away.
After the smoke cleared, some of the Death Eaters who were closer to the center of the explosion staggered to their feet, while those who were farther away were not so embarrassed, but they were also disheartened.
While everyone was admiring Voldemort's magical power, they couldn't help turning their eyes to Aaron.
He was half kneeling on the ground, his hands trembling slightly, and there was a hideous wound on his left arm that kept oozing blood.
"I didn't expect Lord Voldemort to be able to play sneak attack.
Moreover, the target of the sneak attack was a 15-year-old child, so he really had no grace at all. "
"I just let you understand the gap in strength." Voldemort said unhurriedly, "It's getting dark, and I'm a little impatient after being dragged on by you for so long."
"Hehe!" Aaron sneered, took out a small bottle from his pocket, and sprinkled the transparent liquid inside on the wound, and the wound instantly recovered.
"Tears of the Phoenix." Voldemort gritted his teeth.
"Have vision, this was collected when Abe and I bullied Fox, I didn't expect it to be used so soon."
"What are you still doing?" Voldemort said displeased.
"Hold on!"
A group of Death Eaters were about to attack again, but Aaron stopped them.
He stood up slowly, opened the chamber of Bi'anhua, and loaded seven silver-white bullets and one red-gold bullet with red lines.
"it's OK now."
The Death Eaters looked at each other, and soon realized that they had been tricked, and anger welled up in their hearts immediately.
It's okay to just watch Aaron heal, after all, he is also talking to Voldemort during the healing process, and they don't dare to interrupt Voldemort no matter how brave they are.
But then their mentality broke down a bit, and Aaron loaded Bianhua with eight bullets in front of him.
They had seen the power of that gun before, one shot for one magister, and if eight bullets were played smoothly, it meant that the lives of eight Death Eaters were in danger.
"A group of cowards." Little Barty said contemptuously, "I don't even think about how much magic power he has left? It's impossible to replicate the previous power."
Hearing this, the Death Eaters were immediately relieved, and all of them looked at Aaron with a lot of amusement.
The same is true for Lucius, but he is far away from Aaron's position, and he is already ranked third from the bottom among the Death Eaters.
call!
Aaron took a deep breath, strode forward, and met the death eaters who rushed forward.
He didn't use defensive magic this time, and Voldemort wouldn't give him a chance to opportunistically, except that his own consumption couldn't keep up.
A red curse shot out from one side, roaring towards it.
This is a blasting spell, which can blast everything that can be touched, and is extremely dangerous.
Aaron immediately used his wand to block, and at this time several spells were shot at the same time, all of them were as fast as lightning.
"Roar of the Fire Dragon."
Crimson flames spewed out from the mouth, swallowing these spells, and even the Death Eaters who released them were forced to retreat, but more Death Eaters surrounded them.
Aaron shook his head, pinned the wand around his waist, and put away the flowers of the other shore.
"I'm really no match for so many people, but if you want to catch me, you have to be prepared.
If you don't hold back, I still have more than half of the confidence, do you want to try it? "
The Death Eaters didn't believe this, and launched an attack immediately, and a series of extremely lethal spells fell from all directions.
He ran quickly, avoiding these spells, and approached the nearest Death Eater.
"McNeil? It's really fate!" Aaron sneered, "Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!"
The right fist wrapped in flames hit McNeil's abdomen, and he flew backwards at an extremely fast speed, hitting a tombstone dozens of meters away before stopping, but he also lost his fighting power.
"First."
Rumble!
Aaron's ground kept shaking, and a pit suddenly appeared at Aaron's feet.
"Success."
A Death Eater shouted excitedly, his wand was stabbing the ground, obviously the trap just now was his handwriting.
But within three seconds of being happy, a huge earth-yellow magic circle enveloped him, and countless chains with thorns wrapped around his body and limbs.
"the second."
boom!
A curse struck from behind, and Aaron directly crushed it with his fist wrapped in flames.
"Impossible, it's absolutely impossible."
"Together, he is alone, and he consumes a lot of energy, so he can't stop all our attacks."
exclaimed one Death Eater, cheering up the others as well as himself.
A round of spells was shot from the front at the same time, and Aaron quickly raised his hands, "The flames of the fire dragon."
The flames collided with the seven curses, faintly overwhelming the Death Eaters.
At this time, two curses suddenly appeared on the left and right sides, and Aaron had to withdraw his flames and jumped high to avoid the two attacks.
The green magic circle appeared instantly, and a huge storm fell from the sky.
The terrifying impact blew the surrounding Death Eaters more than ten meters away, clearing an open space.
Aaron had just fallen, and before he could take a breath, more than a dozen spells struck at the same time, blocking all his escape routes from all directions.
boom!boom!boom!
The Death Eaters laughed wildly, and Cedric and the others couldn't bear to turn their heads away. Obviously, they didn't think that Aaron could block so many spells.
At this time, a bright silver light suddenly appeared where Aaron was standing, followed by the roar of the dragon.
Roar!
The patron saint in the form of a holy dragon appeared in this world for the first time, and it protected Aaron in the middle, blocking those spells.
Everyone felt that their world view had collapsed. It was not that they had never seen a Patronus, but it was the first time they had seen such an exaggerated Patronus. There was no such exaggeration in the entire wizarding world, and neither did Dumbledore.
"This is fake, it must be fake." Little Barty murmured, "Master, a dementor appeared in the Triwizard Tournament, and Gaius' patron saint is a raven."
"Who stipulated that there can only be one patron saint? And who stipulated that the patron saint can only play a protective role?" Aaron said meaningfully, and immediately ordered the patron saint to launch an attack.
After all, the patron saint of the holy dragon still consumes a lot of magic power, and it is a shameful waste to stay for one more second.
The holy dragon roared upwards, waved its white and crystal-clear wings, grabbed the nearest Death Eater, and crushed him to death in the blink of an eye.
White dragon flames spewed out from his mouth, and all the Death Eaters felt the terrifying temperature, and immediately raised their wands to defend, and some even used apparition to distance themselves.
Various spells were shot at the holy dragon from all directions, and small gaps were punched in the white energy body, but Aaron's magic power would overflow out of the body in time to repair it.
The holy dragon hovered above Aaron's head, and while attacking the Death Eaters with dragon flames, it also provided Aaron with some protection. Those spells that hit him were burned to ashes by the white light before they approached.
Almost every minute a Death Eater was seriously injured or even died, and Voldemort didn't care about it at all.
He has been lingering for 13 years, none of these people came to him, do you really think he has no temper?
Thirteen years have allowed him to see some things clearly. Unsteady loyalty is nothing to him, and death is death.
Like Barty Crouch Jr., and those Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban are his real loyal servants.
Lucius has proved that he has been looking for him, and he can give him a certain amount of trust but not too much. The specifics depend on his next performance.
Aaron's breathing gradually became faster, and his breath was also unstable, which was a sign of obvious weakness.
"He can't hold on any longer." A Death Eater shouted excitedly, "The Patronus is fading."
"It's really underestimated!" Aaron laughed, and quickly pulled out the Bianhua, a silver-white bullet shot straight, hitting the Death Eater's abdomen in an instant.
Blood spattered, and this time there was no flame, but the whistling sound of the blast was clearly poured into his ears.
Immediately afterwards, the tearing pain spread all over his body, as if he had been hit by several division spells.
The moment he landed, his eyes turned white, he bounced a few times very ugly, and then completely lost consciousness.
"We must speed up." Aaron looked up at Shenglong who was in a weak state, and subconsciously clenched the flintlock in his hand.
Silver rays of light shot out from the muzzle of the gun continuously, and Aaron didn't dare to use his full strength now, and only poured less than a hundred mana each time, just like what he told the mind body before, he would not be stingy when it was time to use it.
Five shots were fired in a row, killing two Death Eaters and breaking one arm.
However, his magic power is less than one-tenth, and even the Patronus can hardly maintain it.
More than half of the Death Eaters were killed or injured, and the rest began to slowly approach Aaron.
"This is really sad." Aaron panted heavily, and fell to the ground exhausted.
"Cruciatus!" A Death Eater approached quickly, and decisively cast the Cruciatus Curse, as if he was afraid of being robbed of his head.
"Except your weapons."
Aaron shot down his wand first, then jumped at him, the gun pointing directly between his eyebrows.
"No, don't do it." The Death Eater said nervously, "I didn't mean to kill you, I really didn't."
"But you want to torture me and use the Cruciatus Curse, how cruel you are!" Aaron said coldly, and then pulled the trigger, ending his life.
"Stunned!" x3
The three Death Eaters joined hands and released the Sleeping Curse with all their might.
"what!"
With a roar, Aaron lifted the Bianhua flower and fired the last bullet.
The red gold bullet shot out from the muzzle of the gun, turning into countless crystal filaments in mid-air, mixed with dense blue lightning and colliding with the Death Eater's sleeping spell.
