Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 618 The Resistance

As Mike moved, a large amount of translucent flames gushed out from the tip of his staff and poured onto the orange-yellow mountain.

Unlike the previous fire spells, these translucent curse flames did not explode after landing. Instead, they directly attached to the mountain and spread in all directions.

The cursed flames spread extremely quickly, and in a short while the mountain wall in front of Mike turned into a sea of ​​fire.

At the same time, the lethality of these flames is also amazing. Even though the walls of the Holy Mountain are not ordinary rocks and have extraordinary anti-magic properties, they are still transformed into scarlet magma under the erosion of flames.

Mike floated in the middle of the sea of ​​fire, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and began to fly directly to the top of the mountain.

The flames beneath his body seemed to be guided, following Mike and spreading towards the top of the mountain with him.

Such a big commotion naturally attracted the attention of the defenders on the holy mountain. Soon, many Federation wizards in white robes crawled out from the densely packed holes on the hillside.

But before they could get into a defensive posture, a sky full of translucent flames carrying countless hot magma swept over, not only burning them to ashes, but also pouring into the holes in their bodies.

Apart from the buildings on the outside of the holy mountain, more people and buildings are actually built inside the mountain and connected to the outside through countless holes of varying sizes.

And now, the cursed flames and a large amount of magma are pouring directly into the interior of the mountain, and one can imagine what will happen to the people inside.

Mike naturally knew all of this. After a series of training, the cursed flames had turned into organs similar to his hands and feet. He had enough control over them and could also sense the situation below through these flames.

But Mike was indifferent to all this. He almost didn't stop for a moment and went straight to the top of the mountain with endless flames.

The holy mountain is so big that Mike has not been able to see the whole picture of the holy mountain since he arrived here, and it also makes his flying time seem extremely long.

But no matter how far the distance is, there is an end. In the legend of Mike

The top of the holy mountain is different from the semicircular or irregular tops in the general sense. The ground here is flat and smooth, as if someone had cut off a piece of it with a sword.

On this vast plane stand five huge palaces, a large number of low buildings and various carefully tended flowers and plants.

Perhaps the owner of this place never thought that anyone could reach the top of the holy mountain, so the cliffs around the holy mountain were not equipped with any other defensive facilities except that they were steep. This meant that Mike's invasion was not effectively blocked at all.

The flames raged wantonly on the top of the mountain, turning everything they could touch into ashes.

It was not until this time that white-robed wizards began to walk out of the palace on the top of the holy mountain. They lined up in the open space in front of the palace, with resolute expressions and holding up their magic wands, as if they wanted to use their bodies to block the towering waves of fire in front of them.

Mike smiled grimly when he saw this, and directly directed the huge waves to hit downwards.

"For Ouranos!"

An old man standing at the front of the white-robed team shouted sincerely, and then a brooch on his chest floated up and began to emit a light golden light.

The remaining men in white robes were not idle either. They held up their wands, and streams of extremely pure magic power flowed from their bodies directly into the brooches in mid-air.

"Buzz!"

With the extra magic power added, the brooch suddenly glowed with golden light. A layer of golden light shield spread out from it, directly enveloping the entire palace and the white-robed wizards.

The moment the golden light shield was formed, Mike's flames also arrived.

A huge wave of fire tens of meters high hit the light shield straight like a big hand. The tremendous force and extreme high temperature directly pressed the entire light shield into the mountain, and also caused the entire holy mountain to tremble violently again.

However, the light shield did not disappear.

Even after being attacked to this extent, the light shield remained unmoved, and there wasn't even the slightest crack on its glittering golden surface.

But the light shield was fine, but the white-robed wizard inside was not so well off.

The moment the light shield came into contact with the huge wave of fire, the old man in the lead vomited blood and fell to the ground. None of the other men in white robes went to help him up. They all held up their wands with painful looks on their faces.

Through the magic perception vision, Mike could clearly see that the magic output channel between those white-robed men and the brooch suddenly became much wider, which meant that they had to lose more magic to the brooch, and it also meant that Mike's attack was useless against the light shield, but was transferred to the wizards below in a certain proportion.

Mike, having figured this out, laughed.

Mike recognized the brooch the moment it appeared.

'Holy Light Blessing!'

A mysterious object known to all within the Federation.

At the beginning, Mike thought he would be helpless against this so-called invincible shield.

But now, since it needs to be maintained by wizards with magic power, it is easy to deal with.

After all, although the light shield can withstand his attacks, the white-robed wizards below cannot withstand this level of long-term magic output!
Taking a deep breath, Mike began to dance with the elderberry wand in his hand again.

As he moved, the flames on the holy mountain began to rapidly gather around him. After a short while, a towering wave of fire formed again and slammed down.

"boom!"

There was another violent tremor, and the golden light shield was knocked a few inches deeper into the ground. More and more white-robed wizards began to fall beneath it.

The curve of Mike's mouth became bigger and bigger. If it continued like this, those wizards would not be able to hold on for another two times.

……

At the same time, Harry, who was deep in the holy mountain, also felt the shaking around him.

He looked at the rubble falling from the ceiling in horror, his heart filled with fear.

Although the weather here was sunny and there was a beautiful pastoral scenery with birds singing and flowers blooming, Harry knew very well that this place was actually deep inside the Holy Mountain. If an earthquake caused a landslide, he would be dead.

"Cloak! Cloak! Come out quickly!"

Harry couldn't care less at this moment. He frantically called for the Death Cloak. It was the only one that could help him now.

After a while, Death Cloak hummed and said in a somewhat impatient tone:
"What are you afraid of? This is the noise made by your friend Mike Townley. It won't affect us. But since he has already started, you have to hurry up, otherwise you won't get a good result. And... oh, the reality bender is awake, I have to hide first!"

With that, the Death Cloak's voice disappeared.

Harry was about to ask something else, but the movement of his arm made his words stuck in his throat.

He looked down stiffly, and saw that the little girl with blonde hair and green eyes had woken up and was using Harry's arm as a wipe to rub her face. This was a very cute gesture, but at this moment Harry's heart was cold.

The cuter the other person acted, the harder he trembled.

The little girl seemed to notice Mike's trembling. She raised her head and looked at Harry with her watery green eyes, and said doubtfully:

"Big brother, are you cold?"

Harry hastily shook his head to deny it. He had a feeling that if he answered that he was cold, the other party would definitely light a fire to warm him.

In order to achieve a better heating effect, the thing that would be ignited would most likely be his clothes, or himself.

In order to avoid being burned like a torch, Harry quickly tensed his muscles to slow down his trembling.

The effect of this was quite good. The little girl felt the changes in Harry's body, tilted her head, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, but she didn't say anything else.

Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment he was relieved again because the little girl changed her posture and closed her eyes again.

"and many more!"

Harry cried out instinctively. His arm had lost all feeling. If he let the little girl continue to sleep, not only would his plan to use the little girl fail, but his own arm would not be able to bear it.

The little girl opened her eyes upon hearing this and asked in a somewhat hazy voice:
"What's the matter, big brother?"

Harry was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Calling the little girl just now was just his instinctive reaction in a hurry. Now that the little girl really didn't want to sleep, he didn't know what to do.

Harry gritted his teeth, adhering to the idea that a short pain is worse than a long pain, took a deep breath, and said directly:
"I have something to ask of you, can you help me?"

"Sure."

"I know this is difficult, but... um? You agree?"

Harry said in disbelief. He had also imagined that the little girl would agree to his request, but he didn't expect that she would be so straightforward!

"Of course! Because you played with me picking up leaves, and let me sleep on you! So I am willing to help you."

The crisp voice of the little girl reached Harry's ears, making him so happy that he could hardly control himself, but after the joy he became a little confused again.

Death Cloak only told him to ask the little girl for help, but what exactly did he want her to do?

Harry touched the Death Cloak on his body and his expression turned a little ugly, because he knew that the Death Cloak would not come out when the little girl was awake.

But in the next moment, a few big words suddenly appeared in his mind.

'Take her to the next level.'

Harry was startled by the sudden appearance of the big words, but his nerves, which had been honed over this period of time, allowed him to calm down quickly.

After thinking for a while, Harry managed a smile and said to the little girl:
"I want you to do this favor, but you have to leave here. Can you come with me first?"

After saying that, Harry pointed to the stairs going down not far away.

"Eh? Want to go downstairs? But those old men with white beards said I can't leave here, or else something bad will happen." The little girl's words made Harry's forehead begin to sweat again, but then she added, "But if big brother lets me go, it shouldn't be a problem. After all, big brother is also a wizard."

Harry noticed that the little girl's eyes were shining with excitement when she said this, and she was staring at the stairs there. He immediately had some guesses in his mind.

"Having been locked up here for so long, I'm afraid this little girl is also longing for the outside world?"

Thinking of this, Harry's originally tense brows relaxed a little.

He was about to say something comforting when the little girl impatiently grabbed his hand and dragged him towards the stairs.

The little girl didn't have much strength, but fortunately Harry was very cooperative, and the two of them reached the stairs in a short while.

Unlike the bright sunshine outside, the staircase leading to the next floor was so dark that you couldn't see anything.

The little guy was obviously a little afraid of the dark. Although he didn't say it, his face showed fear, and his little hand holding Harry's arm tightened.

Harry did not urge her. Even though she now behaved like an ordinary little girl, Harry still had not forgotten her identity as a reality warper.

Generally speaking, people always think that children are much less threatening than adults, but this is actually a conclusion based on the huge difference in size and strength between the two.

As an unlucky guy who had been bullied by Dudley since he was a child, Harry knew very well that when it came to the degree of cruelty, children were much more powerful.

After all, except for a few extremely BT people, most adults are mentally mature, have a complete view of good and evil, and have enough willpower to suppress their desires.

But children are more like animals; they tend to act on their desires rather than rationality.

So facing the little girl who was afraid to move forward, Harry just waited quietly.

According to his experience, the little girl in front of him might dawdle for a while.

But reality slapped Harry in the face.

Perhaps the desire for the outside world suppressed her inner fear. After the initial hesitation, the little girl quickly recovered and pulled Harry towards the dark stairs in front of her.

Like the previous flight of stairs, this flight of stairs leading to the bottom floor of the Holy Mountain Mysterious Object Shelter is also very long.

Although the slope was just right for Harry, it was not so friendly to the little girl with short legs.

And because no one had cleaned here for a long time, a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the steps in the passage, which not only made it more difficult for the two people to lift their feet, but also made the already smooth steps even more slippery. If they were not careful, they would step on empty air and fall down.

Harry moved cautiously, but his eyes kept glancing towards the little girl.

This section of the road was indeed difficult to walk on. Even he felt it was a bit strenuous, let alone the little girl.

With the help of the faint light flickering on his wand, he could clearly see that dense beads of sweat had already appeared on the little girl's forehead. She lowered her head and looked intently at the road beneath her feet, her little mouth constantly opening and closing, and she looked very tired.

Harry showed an expression that said "as expected", but there was a hint of hesitation and confusion in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)