Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 227 Avada Kedavra Star Destroyer

Beside the derailed train, lightning crows transformed into a dense electric net, attacking the awakened soldiers. Fortunately, not many soldiers were awakened by the impact, and soon they received help from werewolf mercenaries.

After the werewolf mercenaries searched the train, they found a wizard on board, but he had already been controlled while unconscious. The guns of the remaining Muggle soldiers were not particularly effective against the crows that could transform into lightning and the mercenaries with super regenerative abilities.

The battle was quickly brought under control, and the gunfire gradually subsided, becoming sparse and almost inaudible.

……

On the other side, Murphy, who had beheaded Alexei, planted his sword in the ground to steady himself, narrowly avoiding falling.

Both large holes in his chest and abdomen were bleeding, but fortunately, they were not fatal.

He applied some white peony root to stop the bleeding, and his powerful regenerative abilities in his transformed form allowed his wounds to heal rapidly.

However, there is a price to pay: the number of cell divisions in these areas increases further, and the risk of cancer also increases significantly.

But they couldn't care less about that now.

Alexei was too troublesome, not only with a series of unprecedented magic spells, but also with an extremely dangerous final curse.

Murphy breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the head that remained open in death.

"Can't figure it out, can you?"

Actually, he simply moved his heart to the right side to avoid being pierced by the blow.

As for how he did it—although he can't control magnetic fields like Magneto, he can still briefly create a lightning loop in a certain part of his body and then manipulate it slightly by using another coil in his palm.

Murphy was about to throw a C4 to scatter the corpse when a thought suddenly struck him. A spike came from behind, which he kicked off. The remaining two elemental giants, who had been on standby since the beginning, also suddenly moved and charged forward again.

Murphy was taken aback, frowned, and stepped on the shaman's corpse's leg, crushing it into a pulp.

This isn't a metaphor; it's real mud.

"A clay substitute?"

Gan!

Could these guys really be from the ninja world?

Murphy teleported directly into the sky, no longer engaging the two giants in combat, but instead pondering Alexei's whereabouts.

This place is sealed off by the spatial anchor, so it's unlikely he can teleport away directly. So, he either burrowed underground or possessed a tree.

Murphy looked around but found no trace of earth or similar objects.

He didn't run away, he hid... Judging from the ground spikes just now, he is still waiting for an opportunity to launch another counterattack.

Murphy took out his wand. "Give me the way."

The wand spun around in his palm a few times, but couldn't point in any direction.

His connection with magic remained severed, rendering the spell ineffective.

It felt as if someone had added an electromagnetic shield to the "magic net" of this area, making the signal extremely weak.

This magic-sealing ability is too troublesome; to find Alexei, we must first lift the magical seal on this area.

He didn't know what methods the other party used to add this shield, so he couldn't remove it, but it wasn't entirely impossible to use magic under these circumstances—he just needed to violently increase the signal strength.

He spread his arms in mid-air, "Come back, my crows."

The suppression work on the train side was basically completed, and the remaining tasks would be handled by the werewolf mercenaries. After leaving about a hundred crows to provide support, the remaining thousands of crows returned to Murphy's side. They circled and cackled in mid-air, gradually forming six huge, towering black cloud pillars according to Murphy's will.

They flew in the same direction within the cloud column, forming concentric loops.

So-called magical signals are ultimately nothing more than fluctuations in magical power.

These thousands of lightning crows can all transmit his magic.

This has been verified by Fairy Coins.

Since they can transmit magic, according to the theory of magic tip, can they be regarded as individual tips? Can they be regarded as individual wands detached from the body?

If we arrange them into an array, can the strength of his magic signal be amplified by this raven phased array magic signal antenna?

Murphy flapped his wings and floated in the center of those massive raven array antennas, so large they could be measured in kilometers.

He was eager to know to what extent his magic would be amplified through this array of "wands".

A few minutes later, he completed the calculation of the phased array parameters, assigned a number to the crow antennas, and then, according to a certain time rule, transmitted magical fluctuations to each crow.

He would use his magic to scan the area below and find Alexei's location.

At first, everything remained calm, as if nothing had happened.

But soon, a gentle breeze arose, and streaks of lightning and thunder frequently appeared within a space spanning tens of kilometers.

Immediately afterwards, the earth began to tremble, and tiny grains of sand and stones floated upwards as if they had lost their weight.

Before I knew it, the sky gradually darkened.

The sunlight was blocked, and countless dark clouds gathered from all directions, covering the entire area and making it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face, as if night had fallen prematurely.

"Boom!" A scarlet lightning bolt spread across the sky, like a cracked wound in the heavens.

A massive crack meandered across the earth, forming a bottomless canyon.

Suddenly, flames erupted from the distant river, as if the entire river water had turned into flammable material.

The forests withered and died, their greenery wiped away, leaving only rotten black ash.

The tremors of the magic grew more and more intense, each crest causing flowers to bloom within hundreds of meters, while each trough crushed everything in its path into dust.

Murphy was at the center of the magical vibrations, and at that moment, he clearly felt the force trying to bind his magic.

It was a net with five strange dimensions, not up, down, front, back, left, and right, but rather the earth, the sky, the river, the forest, and the lightning.

Each of the five concepts spread out into a vast network, like five monsters covered in tentacles, infiltrating every corner of the magic.

But at this moment, they have formed a prohibition.

The prohibition was extremely complex in form, but it can be simply understood as: prohibiting all unauthorized magic within this area from traveling on any path related to the five conceptual networks.

Although they only block pathways related to five concepts, their effect is no different from blocking any pathway because their conceptual network covers a very large area of ​​magic.

However, at this moment, the network of prohibitions was stretched and bulged by a huge magical force. Suddenly, like a flood breaking through a dam, the magical torrent swept away one existing magical channel after another, turning places that originally had no river channels into a vast ocean.

With a bang, Murphy seemed to break through a boundary, his magic sweeping across dozens of kilometers in an instant.

All he did was scan, but the magic, amplified to a terrifying intensity, was like a scorching laser, almost setting the ground below ablaze.

In the next instant, countless pieces of information flooded into Murphy's mind. He was like a god, instantly taking everything into his heart.

The magic antenna was not only a transmitter of magical signals, but also a receiver. Information far richer than ordinary vision was gathered back onto Murphy through the huge raven array antenna, and he was almost overwhelmed by the torrent of feedback information in an instant.

He immediately severed the connection with the crow antenna.

But before that, he still managed to capture and lock onto a humanoid figure whose magical energy fluctuations were completely different from his own, and issued an order.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Buzz..." The thousands of electric snakes around the magic antenna array suddenly turned into a terrifying green.

All the crows began to caw, their wings flashing with emerald phosphorescence, and green light growing wildly in their eyes.

Those towering black cloud pillars transformed into giant cloud cannons shimmering with green light.

The earth trembled, as if it foresaw its own fate, emitting a trembling roar.

"Ga! Moga!"

A green ball of light, tens of meters in diameter, formed beneath the antenna array. Then, accompanied by a silent roar, a magnificent incantation instantly traversed thousands of meters and crashed into the forest below.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

I can't take it anymore. I've been staying up late all the time, my brain is about to explode, and I keep feeling chest pains. At least I finished writing this little climax. I'll take a day off at the end of the month to catch my breath...

(End of this chapter)