Hogwarts: Bloodline Legend

Chapter 876 - 249: Morgan: This Is Hilarious_2

The scene is grand.

The power is strong too.

The green light transforms into a dazzling "nuclear bomb," carrying the momentum of annihilation.

However.

Ian knows well, the disparity in strength between him and this woman is vast, he cannot expect his magic to harm her, she merely intends to use this to buy herself time to escape.

After all, a woman who can scare the Old Witch into a panicked retreat must be unfathomably powerful. Because of this, as soon as Ian unleashed his magic, he immediately donned his Flying Cloak, turned, and ran.

Super acceleration.

In a flash, he dashed out several hundred meters. The Apparition Restriction within this forest is by no means without limits, Ian’s idea is to quickly run out of this limit range and then use Apparition to leave.

No matter how powerful the opponent is.

It seems unlikely that she can leave this Black Forest. Ian’s plan is quite good; he flew out several hundred meters, and then couldn’t help but glance back at the situation behind him.

However.

Unexpectedly.

At a glance, Ian was startled, his eyes widened in shock. The woman, facing a magic akin to a nuclear explosion, did not display any means of defense.

She simply let the magic hit her, then, in a state of disbelief from the Little Wizard, emerged unscathed and calmly from the surge of magic.

The magic seemed to lose its power in front of her, unable to harm her in the slightest. The Evil Magic Power that could dissolve a Legendary Body bypassed her like a tame pet, she even had the leisure to catch a stray strand of green light, letting it coil around her finger, as if mocking how feeble Ian’s magic was.

Of course.

The woman’s evaluation of this magic was not bad either.

"Very creative magic."

The woman’s voice penetrated the roar of the explosion, clearly audible.

"But perhaps you still don’t know who you’re facing."

With those words, the woman’s figure vanished before the erupting green "nuclear explosion," Ian only felt a chill rushing directly to his crown.

"Plop~"

In almost the blink of an eye, before Ian could react, the woman appeared directly in front of him. Ian couldn’t dodge in time, crashed into her, feeling a soft touch, then his whole body fell from the air, with the Magic Cloak losing its effect, luckily his behind didn’t break into pieces.

"Do not resist."

This voice suddenly appeared beside his ear.

Ian could even feel the cold airflow stirred by the woman’s breath.

He looked up.

The woman was already within reach.

So close he could count her eyelashes.

The woman raised her hand, her finger pointing at Ian’s forehead. Ian felt a terrifying force rushing toward him, as if an overwhelming tide was about to engulf him completely.

Before this force.

Ian felt as though the entire world consisted only of that finger.

"Flame Conquest!"

Ian’s mind was shaken, and he gritted his teeth, releasing magic once more without hesitation.

The tip of his Magic Wand erupted with dazzling light.

In an instant, centered around Ian, an endless sea of flames surged and spread. These flames were not the usual crimson or orange-yellow of magic, but pure golden flames like the midday sun.

The entire world seemed to be enveloped by this golden glow.

Evidently, Ian’s flames incorporated the structure of Ancient Greek rituals—a prayer. At the moment the flames formed, the temperature of the entire Black Forest soared to an extreme height.

The newly reborn twisted plants turned to ash at a speed visible to the naked eye. The golden waves of fire, carrying rolling heat, swept madly toward the woman like a roaring beast.

"Solar God Fire?"

The woman was engulfed by the flames, which did not harm her at all, but made her actions pause, her coldly beautiful face full of astonishment.

The formidable aura around her briefly fluctuated under the hot impact. Whether this was due to the influence of the flames or because she realized the power contained within Ian’s flames was unclear.

At this moment.

A black shadow soared from the sea of fire.

It was Ian, decisively switching to Animagus form, flying towards the sky. As soon as he completed the transformation, he felt all restraints melt away like snow meeting the sun.

"Caw Caw Caw!"

Ian’s flight towards the sky suddenly halted, as if making a decision, he turned sharply in his direction, like an arrow shot from a bow, heading directly toward the woman’s face.

The moral of not hitting the face was something he still adhered to.

Thus.

Ian simply aimed straight for the woman’s head to peck.

Displaying his generosity.

However.

"Damn! Get off!"

The woman didn’t seem appreciative, her former elegance and calmness completely vanished, starting to hurriedly run and wave her hands to shoo Ian away amidst panic.

Her actions appeared quite clumsy.

The panicked fleeing led her crown to tilt. However, she ran, he chased, she couldn’t fly so fast, and Raven’s sharp beak carved accurately on her head.

Not even sparing the forehead. Raven nimbly flipped, leaving a fierce peck on the woman’s earlobe, which brought forth a drop of silver blood.

Raven swallowed it in one gulp.

Immediately.

Soared into the sky.

His wings stirred up the burning golden ember amidst the rolling smoke and mist, swiftly vanishing into the thick clouds overhead in the blink of an eye.