Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 260 Different Painting Styles

In the middle of the upper and lower magic circles, golden threads rained down on the wings behind the "angel". There were endless crackling noises, but nothing was gained, it just shook the light on the wings for a while.

It also allowed Ike to see the true face of the "angel".Maybe it’s something that’s lacking to promote something. This thing has nothing to do with holiness at all. The twelve pairs of wings behind them are all hideous fleshy wings. Compared with the wings of birds, they look more like bats.

It was a little disgusting for no reason, but the "angel" counterattack came quickly.Holding dual weapons, it blocked the golden thread attacking itself, while rushing to Ike quickly, and the kung fu weapon hit the top of the head in the blink of an eye.

With a slight movement of the fingers, the position was adjusted again, and the hand holding the wand continued to send out an extremely large number of golden threads, maintaining the frequency of attacks on the "angel".

It's already a bit difficult to get off the tiger, Ike can only use apparation to change his position, but often as soon as he appears, the terrible weapon of "Angel" cuts over.He knew very well that going on like this was not an option, but he couldn't think of any suitable way to break the situation.

If the speed of "Angel" is not so fast, Ike has a few ways to try.Unfortunately, none of those require a relatively long preparation time.

"Angel" obviously won't give him this time.

The situation was so stalemate, and the magic power was consumed a lot, and it didn't take long for Ike to sweat on his forehead.But at the same time, there was an extra magical power in the body out of thin air, which kept making up for Ike's shortfall.

The magic power was huge and gentle, and Ike knew very well that it was the power that the olive fruit had not absorbed by him.Thanks to this, otherwise, even if his magic power is about the same as that of Dumbledore and Lao Fu, it is not enough to be so profligate. Whether it is the magic circle or the countless golden threads, it needs a huge amount of magic power to support it, let alone he is still there. A high frequency of apparitions is maintained.

Time passed little by little, and the situation still remained unchanged, but Ike became more comfortable. He was used to this fighting rhythm, and his reaction speed was even faster.

After all, if he was slow, the terrible weapon of "Angel" could cut off his head.

However, this way Ike can also try methods that he has not used because of lack of time.The left and right are not life-threatening, and they can hold up, so let's arrange them slowly.

There was a little more red in the golden lines all over the sky, and after appearing from the wand, it fell directly into the magic circle above the head and under the feet, and many lines were added on it almost simultaneously, forming mysterious runes one by one.The red rune seems to be inlaid on the magic circle, and the edges and corners perfectly blend with the golden lines on the magic circle, which also makes the already complicated magic circle even more obscure.

When Ike was working hard to transform the magic circle, the "angel" was still obsessed with cutting off Ike's head with the weapon in his hand, but he didn't realize that his speed had slowed down unknowingly.Ike is also a thief, and actually cooperated with the "angel" to reduce his speed.From the looks of it, it was no different from before.

Slowly, a layer of hazy red light shrouded the golden magic circle, and each rune suddenly burst into light, directly suppressing the original conspicuous golden light.At this time, the "angel" came to his senses, and the holy white light all over his body burst out, but he couldn't dispel the red light that spread to his body at all.

"I said, no one should move here!"

Ike yelled, holding his wand high, and the "angel" who was rushing forward suddenly fell from the air to the ground. Despite the flapping of the wings behind him, he didn't move a bit, and even his legs stepped out.

"I said, people here should return to their original appearance!"

With another shout, the "angel" let out a miserable cry, and the holy light around him trembled, and was actually torn away by the red light, revealing its ugly original image.

Twelve pairs of fleshy wings were covered with barbs, as if they were dehydrated, they were tightly attached to the bones. There are also many hideous scars on the "angel"'s body, densely packed, and there is almost no good flesh.

It knelt down on the ground, the weapon in its hand dissipated quietly, its heavy wings tilted its head back, and it was completely swallowed by the red light in the blink of an eye.

Ike was very serious, his fingers moved slightly, a box floated out of his pocket and fell to the ground, the lid opened automatically, and a golden necklace appeared.After beckoning, the necklace was fixed in the air.The left hand stretched forward to maintain the red light, but the magic wand of the right hand lightly touched the exquisite hourglass pendant on the necklace.

"Ding!"

The intersection of the tip of the wand and the hourglass made a crisp echo, and the next second, the hourglass shattered directly, and the sand inside floated lightly in the air, shining soft golden light twinkling.

Ike's expression was dignified, and the wand danced lightly, and the sand danced in the air like streamers.Stretching forward, the golden streamer slowly flew towards the "angel", and when it reached the front, it spread out and landed lightly on the body.

"what!"

A more miserable cry came, and Ike waved his hand to withdraw the red light that enveloped the "angel", watching helplessly as the wings behind it shrank, the pale bones broke through the fleshy wings, and many purple blood-like spots appeared. liquid.

"boom!"

Twelve pairs of wings peeled off from the back and fell to the ground. The body of the "angel" suddenly fell forward, and he bent down on the ground. The pain that went straight to his soul made him lose his voice, and he didn't even cry.

Rotten organs rushed out from the huge wound on the back, and a pungent stench immediately permeated the air.Ike frowned unconsciously, and used magic to shield his sense of smell as soon as he moved his fingers, which was really too good.

The body of the "angel" began to twitch unconsciously, and there were dark things scattered all over the ground beside him. He could only faintly recognize the liver and lungs among them, but the rest could not be recognized.

The original holy light completely disappeared, exuding a rotten breath.The beard and hair fell off, but when they hit the ground, they were all turned into fly ash.But at this time, it stopped moving, but the purple blood spread under its body, and it was already a big pool.

Walking to the front slowly, raising his hand, the "angel" turned over gently.

It was completely invisible, the flesh and blood became pitch black and then fell off from the same pitch black bones. After a while, only a tattered skeleton was left, but the twelve pairs of wings that only had bones remained were still there. It is pure white, and there is a faint holy white light flashing on it, like water ripples.

Ike sighed, swung his wand downward, and a ray of flame fell down, then suddenly expanded, and was also stained black.After standing there quietly for a long time, those dirty, ugly, and rotten flesh and blood were burned away by the flames. In the end, only the twelve pairs of white bone wings were still intact.

With a wave of his hand, the magic circle still covering the church was removed, and the murals on the walls and ceiling were still intact.Looking at the position of the cross, I don't know when it floated up with the base, revealing a hole.

It was black, as if it could swallow the light, and only the topmost step could be faintly seen.

It was unexpectedly white.

(End of this chapter)