Chapter 533: Killing the Snake (4)
"Ah!!h
The grass flower snake suddenly pulled out its body more than ten meters long from the ground, and while Pan Heng was in this limited space, the snake's tail swept away regardless of the fierce fire burning around it, like a thick stump waving in the hands of giants, and it was unstoppable.
Roger suppressed the fire spell and couldn't react for a while, and was directly swept away, the whole person was like a baseball hit by a bat, flying out in an arc, falling into the surging sea of fire with only a little spark.
Knocked a man into the air, but the speed of the snake's tail swept without slowing down in the slightest, as if he had inadvertently kicked a pebble while walking.
Fortunately, there was still some distance between Roger and Dumbledore, which bought Deng a little time to react, and as soon as the semicircular barrier was stretched to cover him, the huge snake tail slapped it, letting out a huge roar.
Circles of ripples rippled from where they had been hit, and the barrier flickered twice before shattering and disappearing into thin air.
However, the rebound characteristic of the super strong iron armor spell also resisted the attack of the grass flower snake, and the thick snake tail bounced high in the opposite direction, and even the entire body was a little uncontrollably crooked.
Dumbledore's body swayed uncontrollably slightly, looking like he was in danger of falling at any moment, and without Roger's suppressed fire curse, he could finally expand his territory unscrupulously, as if someone had poured a large barrel of gasoline into the flames, and the flame head suddenly rose like a wave of water to flood this small piece of safety in the center.
Old Deng's wand-holding arm waved weakly, and a barrier that would be able to cover him inside reappeared, resisting the burning fire. But with his state, it's hard to say how long he can last long.
However, the Grass Flower Snake, which did not have a shield to resist damage, was much more painful than the old man, and the flames entangled its entire body, making a 'crackling' sound that is characteristic of firewood burning. Screams of pain and vicious curses came out of the mouth of the woman in the head of the snake.
But this did nothing to extinguish the flames, except for letting the old and the young know that the thing couldn't die for a while, and even made the fire burn more vigorously on it when it twisted and rolled.
With two wails, the snake rose into the air, trying to get away from the strange and painful flames, its huge body swaying in the air, and at first glance there was an alternative beauty.
"You say... With the fire on her body, how long will it take to bake it to the fullest?" a hanging voice rang out from behind Dumbledore's left.
The old man turned around suddenly, and saw a humanoid creature that had almost been burned to black charcoal, pacing slowly with one arm, and there seemed to be something disgusted by the flames on his body, and there was no spark within a meter of him.
After the rapid expansion of the fierce fire, there is only a little bit of range that he can suppress.
"Roger?," Dumbledore's extremely pale face was full of surprise, "I didn't think I couldn't even deal with you with the Fire Charm?"
"Of course I can deal with it, as long as I burn it for more than ten seconds, I guess I will turn to ashes. As soon as Roger spoke, black scum fell straight down his face: "But why do I listen to what you mean, as if I want me to die?"
The fire spell is called the black magic of burning the soul is not called in vain, but this burning soul is not that the soul will be hurt after it is touched, but after the contaminated body dies, the soul will be used as fuel to continue to burn.
"Quick, that demon, it's going to run away!" Dumbledore said anxiously, pointing to the sky as he twisted and churned in pain.
Don't let Lao Deng not be in a hurry, the speed of the explosion of thousands of cubs in one night is really terrifying, in case it escapes and hides in the deep mountains and old forests, and silently gives birth to a month and then comes out, then the consequences will be unimaginable.
"Let's just keep it," Roger took a look at the old man's extremely pale face and exhausted appearance, and walked over to him.
A one-meter safe area was enough to protect the two of them, and the boy waved his hand to remove the headmaster's shield and pulled an arm over his shoulder, taking most of his weight.
"But you can't just let it go... It's not just a disaster for the wizarding world... Even more so for Muggle society. Dumbledore said weakly.
"Ordinary people aren't as bad as you think," Roger snorted.
Even if Hogwarts had Muggle Expulsion Charm as protection, if the defensive magic was not activated, and the medium-range missile directly covered the area and plowed once, I don't believe anyone would survive.
"Now is not the time to discuss this..."Dumbledore, whose whole body weight was almost on Roger's body, was tired and almost fell asleep, but the arm pointing at the grass flower snake was still steady.
The repeated attacks still caused a lot of damage to the archdemon, and the original swift speed completely dropped to the speed of the turtle that had not been drilled back into the fog above for so long a day, and Dumbledore's magic hit it without missing.
This time, Old Deng cast the chain magic that Hermione had used in the first project, and the thick amount of iron flew away, and suddenly branched out in the middle of it, like an iron octopus with teeth and claws, and pounced.
Even Dumbledore, who was about to get tired, was much stronger than Hermione, and it took half a day to bind the fire dragon in the girl's hands, and as soon as Pu came into contact with the huge body of the grass flower snake, he tightly wrapped around it.
But the demon's body was still covered with fierce fire, and as soon as the chains came into contact, the flames immediately spread down the chain as if they had found an outlet.
The iron didn't last long under the fire spell, so Dumbledore shook his wand as hard as he could, and the entire chain turned into a chain of flames.
The shackles of the grass flower snake struggled more intensely, and flew upwards without stopping.
Roger only felt a lightness on his shoulders, and noticed that Dumbledore's body seemed to be a little taller than he had just stood on, and his arms were pointing straight and powerful at the sky.
And then... Then Roger saw the old man's feet off the ground...
With such a large size, it doesn't seem like a problem to hang a Dumbledore...