Navigating through the underground is an unobstructed journey.

There are no twists and turns, and there are no obstacles.

Scott and Savana stayed inside the Komodo dragon and made it to the north of Avalon, the exit to the outside world.

Through the eyes of the monitor lizard, Scott saw what the exit looked like.

It's a huge oak tree that also shades the sky.

It's like a replica of the sacred tree in the sea of oaks outside.

The pitch-black passage sits atop the trunk of an oak tree, like a giant tree hollow.

And under the shade of the trees here, even if the monitor lizard raised its head, it could not see the red dragon in the sky above.

Scott and Savana simply emerged from the monitor lizard's mouth and came to the root of the tree.

At that moment, they heard the roar of the dragon from the sky.

Presumably because the target was no longer here, the dragon's roar seemed distant to them, and it didn't have a direct effect on them.

Scott turned to Sawanna and asked, "Can you close the passage?" ”

Sawanna nodded.

"Originally, it was because the passage from the outside world was opened that the passage here appeared. Rather, that's the one that passes through the other end. ”

She reached out and touched the rough bark of the oak tree.

"However, it will take time to close the channel."

Scott thought for a moment, "Block the passage, and then you close it completely." ”

Sawanna nodded, holding up the long wooden staff in her hand.

In the flash of green light, new branches instantly grew on the trunks of the oak trees near the passage.

The newly grown branches weave into a web, layer upon layer, like a huge, green cocoon, which encloses the black channels in a sturdy way.

Then, the long wooden staff in Sawanna's hand made contact with the oak tree.

The long wooden staff, which originally resembled a dead branch, seemed to resonate with the oak tree, and suddenly turned into a glittering gold.

The warm but unobtrusive gold forms a streamer, like the warm winter sun, hanging over the oak trees, flowing back and forth between the trunk and branches.

Even the cocoon that wrapped around the passage was slowly dyed golden.

"Roaring ......"

Although the sudden glow of gold was not eye-catching, it still attracted the attention of the red dragon.

Suddenly a shadow fell from the sky, and the dragon's roar seemed close at hand.

But strangely, the oak tree above Scott and Savanna's heads was not affected in any way.

A dragon's roar that made all the moon vines in the Thorn Forest fall down seemed to be just a breeze to the golden oak trees that were shining at the moment.

The sound waves and storm from the dragon's roar disappeared into the swaying of the leaves, and even Scott and Sawanna were completely unaffected.

"So this is the safe zone?"

Scott muttered, and then glanced at Sawanna, who was casting a spell in an attempt to close the passage.

He spread his mana perception to the fullest, keeping watch by her side to prevent a sudden Slytherin attack.

Before Slytherin could appear, he touched the ground on one knee and inserted his wand into the ground with his backhand.

The dirt ahead began to churn, exposing the rocks.

Even the monitor lizards that had just "transported" them here had reverted to rolling dirt and rock.

The dirt and rocks split into four parts as if they were mixing themselves.

With his left hand raised, Scott threw four magical gems of different colors into the dirt and rocks.

Invisible magic swept through like a storm, blowing wildflowers and blades of grass around it.

When the mana storm subsided, four giant animal-form "summoned beasts" reappeared in front of him.

Monitor lizard, Gorzan.

Fire Raven, Edgar.

Sailfish, West Reyin.

Golden eagle, Horus.

Their shapes are more fierce and rugged than ever, and even have an inexplicable wildness.

This wildness is what Scott learned from Sawanna.

Upon its appearance, the "Summoned Beast" immediately went into action, and was distributed in four directions around the oak tree to act as a guard.

But Scott's movements didn't stop.

He summoned Ymir again, and then conjured nine Frost Giants from local materials, and asked Ymir to lead them into a circle and guard the perimeter of the "Summoned Beast".

Immediately afterward, he began to use the four elements that the "summoned beasts" were good at, and began to create "Ganganir" with the four elements as the core.

Four spears were made in a group, and a total of four sets were made, each suspended around the oak tree.

After doing this, he gasped and began to rest.

From leaving the Flower Sea Secret Realm until now, his magic power consumption has been a little too much.

So he took out the [magic crystal] and held it in the palm of his left hand, and began to restore the magic power in the fastest and most convenient way.

At this moment, the magic perception that he had always opened up detected the spatial fluctuations coming from the exit passage above.

Savanna's work to close the passage has reached its most critical moment.

If Slytherin doesn't show up again, he won't have a chance.

Scott was on full alert.

At that moment, a black mist erupted at Savanna's feet, and Slytherin's figure silently emerged from the dirt and appeared behind Savanna.

A dazzling red beam of light shot out from the miserable white bone staff in his hand, piercing Savanna's body from behind without hindrance.

The light didn't stop passing through Savanna's body, and it went straight forward, piercing the thick trunk of the oak tree in front of her.

The black fog cleared, and the red light went out.

Slytherin turned to look at Scott, who had been standing there and watching coldly.

He reached out and watched as his hand passed directly through Savanna's body.

"Phantom?"

He frowned.

"No, if it's an apparition, why is my perception wrong? Is it space magic? ”

He glanced up at the cocoon that encased the passage in mid-air, and then looked at Scott again.

"It's amazing."

Ignoring Savanna's apparition, he walked straight up to Scott and made eye contact with him.

"Using the slight spatial fluctuations generated when the passage is closed, pry open the inhibition of spatial magic here, and arrange a perfect spatial magic."

He directly said what Scott had just arranged.

"Don't forget to leave behind the phantom that contains the fluctuations of the ontological magic to deceive my perception."

"Worthy of Mr. Slytherin."

Scott laughed and snapped his fingers.

Huge white primordial runes loomed in the air, connecting to each other to form a tree-shape.

A tree-like rune pattern that overlaps almost the entire oak tree.

As the rune pattern disappeared completely, the oak trees vanished, the passages vanished, and so did Savanna.

Only Scott and Slytherin remained, as well as the encirclement formed by the Summoned Beasts, Gangenir, and the Frost Giants.

Beneath his feet, the blue cold air flowed, instantly turning the entire land into extremely hard frozen soil.

Slytherin glanced at the frozen ground beneath his feet.

There is no doubt that this land is full of cold air, and it is also the magic that belongs to the frost giants, which has become Scott's home turf.

Without dispelling the cold, Slytherin won't be able to easily escape from the ground, nor will it be able to manipulate the dirt to make more ceramic figures.

Just then, another Scott appeared on the periphery of the entire encirclement, standing on Ymir's shoulder.

The Scott in front of Slytherin's eyes collapsed, and the surface turned directly into a flowing bright silver.

Swish!

Its hands stretched out, transforming into sharp blades that staggered across Slytherin's body.

Slytherin's body dissipated into a black mist, condensing unscathed on the other side.

When he reappeared, four spears of different colors fell from the sky, staggered and converged in his body, and then exploded.

The four elements erupted in unison, white light dyed the heavens and the earth, and the energy of the explosion formed a hurricane.

When everything dissipated, a large crater appeared in the cold, hard frozen soil.

Black smoke appeared out of thin air, and Slytherin appeared in another place once more.

This time he looked a little embarrassed, his black robe became ragged, and there were several scorched marks on the surface of his skin.

"It turns out that it wasn't the girl who was pulled into the other dimension, but me and you."

Slytherin raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"No wonder the red dragon never attacked us."

"This is the most suitable battlefield, and no one can disturb us."

Standing on Ymir's shoulder, Scott looked at Slytherin condescendingly.

"Only by defeating me can you leave this alien dimension."

He put away the [magic crystal] in his hand that had become smaller again.

"I really didn't expect that a wizard like you would appear after a thousand years."

Slytherin sighed in anguish, and a pitch-black flame burned around him again.

The surging black flames completely enveloped his body.

With a terrible wail, extremely hideous and terrifying faces appeared in the flames.

Those faces were densely packed together, constantly zooming in and out, as if they were about to break out of the shackles.

Scott, on the other side, watched this scene and immediately frowned.

He felt that the Slytherin's soul was scattered.

In his perception, Slytherin's soul seemed to split into many parts in an instant, scattered among the evil spirits that wailed fiercely.

As a result, his "Gangenier" will not be able to lock on to the target.

As a temptation, he sent the silver alchemy puppet rushing forward, its arms turning into long barbed whips that whipped above the black flames of the evil spirits.

With a few more poignant wails, the arms of the alchemy puppet turned directly black.

Not only that, but black flames flew along its arms towards its body.

The alchemy puppet directly broke its arm to survive and retreated quickly.

But at this moment, an evil spirit flew out of the flames and instantly rushed into the alchemy doll's body.

The body of the alchemy doll froze, and the smooth face revealed hideous features that were indistinguishable from those of evil spirits.

Its eyes flashed red, and it turned to stare at Scott in the distance.

Looking at the fierce eyes of the alchemy puppet, Scott was silent and moved his fingers.

A black streamer flashed.

The black spear freezes in the body of the alchemy doll.

The water elemental exploded instantly, tearing the puppet's body to pieces.

The bright silver shards were still wriggling when they hit the ground, but they were frozen by the cold air in the frozen ground and turned into powder.

Scott's eyes flashed.

He had no idea that evil spirits could actually occupy the alchemy puppet's body.

This is completely bad news for him.

A wizard who is best at transfiguration and encounters an enemy who can use evil spirits to capture the product of transfiguration.

Before the evil spirit breaks out, he must strike first.

"Divine Guard!"

The Peregrine Patronus appeared in a dreamy silver mist, draped in moonlight, like an arrow, and headed straight for Slytherin.

"Gungnir!"

Halfway through, the Peregrine Patronus transformed into a translucent silver spear and accelerated again, piercing into the black flames where the evil spirits gathered.

Rumble!

At the moment when the silver spear pierced through the black flames, with a silent explosion, countless evil spirits scattered and flew in all directions.

Scott canceled his summons to Ymir, and his body slowly fell from the sky.

Faced with the onslaught of evil spirits, he raised his hand to grasp the returning silver spear and swept forward, forcing them back.

Then let go of his hand, letting the silver spear hover overhead.

Shrouded in the spear's silver light, he landed unharmed.

But by this time, his "summoned beast" and the other nine frost giants had all been overrun by evil spirits.

They all turned to face him, their faces enemy.

In addition, there are countless evil spirits circling and dancing in the air.

This situation is like being born from hell.

"You're already amazing, Scott."

Slytherin's voice was erratic, one moment in the midst of a wreckless spirit, the next from the mouth of some frost giant.

"After the use of this magic, all the evil spirits I have collected will dissipate, and I will lose most of my strength, and it will take a long time to recover."

"In other words, is this your hole card?"

Scott stood still, asking, as he recalled the remaining four-colored spears and guarded them around him.

"Hole cards? Sort of. ”

Slytherin's voice was still erratic.

"Unfortunately, I can only use this method now, and I can't use subtle spells to duel you like a normal wizard."

Scott said unconcernedly, "It's okay, after all, I'm not a normal wizard." ”

The back-and-forth duels that use subtle spells are not his fighting style.

"Really?"

Slytherin smiled.

"Let's deal with your own work first, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the frost giants who were closer to Scott moved.

They opened their mouths in unison, spewing out endless cold air, converging towards where Scott was.

At the same time, the evil spirits flying in the sky also opened their mouths in unison, letting out a piercing wail.

For a moment, Scott felt a wave of lightheadedness, blood pouring from his nostrils and ears.

But under the patron saint's characteristic silver light, he stubbornly persevered.

The cold hit him, and hoarfrost hung on his skin.

"The flames are blazing!"

Endless flames swirled around Scott, forming a pillar of fire that kept all the cold at bay.

But that's not enough.

Because the Frost Giants have rushed over with weapons made of ice.

"Ga ......"

Edgar, the fire raven that belonged to Scott, chirped and flew into the pillar of fire.

It is battling Scott for control of the flames.

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