From Karma Taj to Hogwarts

Chapter 183 Beheading Operation

"Can the Winged Demon take me to the dark wizard's location?" Sivan looked at Newt and asked.

"No, it's too dangerous!" Newt categorically objected after learning of Sivan's idea. "We don't even know if the dark wizard can use magic spells in this area, and we don't know if he has any other evil black magic that he hasn't used yet. What's the difference between you and a moth in the flame in the past?"

"But we are already in extreme danger." Sivan said to Newt as he watched more and more blackened beasts break through the defense line. "If you want to escape from danger, you must first face the danger. We have no other way, right?"

Newt stared at Sivan's still childish face, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally nodded.

He shouted an unknown word into the air, and then a curled-winged demon with wide blue-green wings glided over. Newt stretched out his hand to catch it, and the curled-winged demon coiled into a spherical egg sac and landed on his hand.

"Xiwen, the Winged Demon has strong fast flying ability and agile flying skills." Newt said. "If you want to step on the Winged Demon to kill the dark wizard, you can trust it 100%. It can catch you no matter what!"

Xiwen nodded to express his understanding.

Newt threw the blue-green spherical egg sac in his hand towards Sivan, and the Winged Demon immediately spread its skeleton-like wings and circled around Sivan.

Sivan nodded to Newt again, then jumped lightly.

The Curling Wing Demon also appeared under Xiwen's feet in time to catch him and carried him into the air.

There are also many blackened birds of prey in the air, and flying in the air is even more thrilling than staying on the ground.

Xiwen squatted on the curling-winged demon, lowering his center of gravity so that his body facing the cool breeze could be more stable.

In the blink of an eye, several huge herons and eagles spread their wings and flew towards Xiwen. They are similar to beasts on the ground, with skinny bodies and cold red eyes, carrying a strong dark aura.

"You just concentrate on flying and leave these little birds to me." Xiwen stroked the curling-winged demon's cold back and said to himself, regardless of whether it understood it or not.

The moment the first eagle flew over, Xiwen stood up suddenly, and the long sword in his hand made a dazzling arc!

One of the eagle's wings was cut off instantly, and it fell helplessly from the air.

There was also not a drop of blood flowing out from where the wings were broken.

The curled-winged demon flew quietly in pursuit of the wind, with Xiwen standing on its back. Every time he drew his sword, he could accurately shoot down all the raptors flying towards them, and his movements were as smooth as clouds and water.

They flew in the direction of the dark wizard at extremely fast speeds, and nothing could hinder them.

Although the situation was extremely critical, Xiwen, sitting on the back of the Winged Demon, suddenly remembered the time when he competed with his fellow disciples on the top of the Himalayas. At that time, it was not so much about learning spells as it was about learning all the techniques that could be used against the enemy.

Wizards in this world rely too much on magic. After getting a wand, they basically never let their wand leave their bodies. Occasionally, when the wand is not in hand, wizards feel empty and uncomfortable as if they have lost a part of their body.

Therefore, the combat systems on both sides are completely different.

The emphasis on physical fitness here is too low, and even Xiwen has been subtly affected. Close combat skills such as swordsmanship have gradually become unfamiliar.

Fortunately, I picked up the long sword again today, and I am gradually regaining the feeling I had before.

Xiwen raised his hand and split the last raptor in the air into two halves, then lowered his head and looked down.

The ferocious-looking dark wizard is close at hand!

The dark wizard also noticed this uninvited guest in the sky. A horrible smile broke out on the half of his face that didn't turn into a skeleton, and he laughed lowly.

Immediately, the overwhelming pitch-black plants swept towards Xiwen and the Winged Demon. Not just the vines, but all the plants in this corrupted forest started to move, moving towards the dark wizard's location!

"Just leave the rest to me. Leave here as soon as you get close to the ground." Xiwen said softly to the Curling Wing Demon.

The curling-winged demon seemed to understand Xiwen's words, lowered his body and slowed down.

Xiwen jumped up, swung his sword to cut through the many vines blocking the way, and slashed towards the black wizard without changing his direction.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the ferocious-looking black wizard immediately controlled all the plants to wrap around Xiwen's alchemy sword.

Blocked by layers of plants, Xiwen's sword swing obviously slowed down.

Just such a delay, his right hand was tightly imprisoned in mid-air by countless vines, and he lost the ability to continue moving.

"I admit that you, the little wizard, are a bit interesting." Seeing that Xiwen's hand was controlled, the dark wizard showed a proud smile and said hoarsely. "But if you try to fight me with these little tricks, you're still missing something after all."

"Don't you want to come here to save a Meredigos? Why don't you feel this blood curse for yourself first?"

He said solemnly, then took two steps forward and stretched out a skinny palm towards Xiwen.

An evil black mist surged towards Sivan.

At this moment, Xiwen's eyes narrowed, and his left hand that had been behind his back suddenly moved.

While the dark wizard cast a blood spell to divert his attention, Xiwen suddenly rounded his left arm and used the fourteen-inch pine wand in his left hand to hit that half of the old man's withered face with precision. The ground twitched the temple on that half of the face.

This dark wizard's body was obviously not weak. Xiwen seized the opportunity and knocked him out with a blow to the head.

As he fainted, the blackened animals and plants around him lost their vitality, and they all fell limply to the ground. The cold red light in the eyes of various beasts and raptors also disappeared, making their charred bodies less eerie and weird.

Xiwen looked at his 14-inch wand, which was 35 centimeters long, and smiled happily.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time."

He panted heavily, and then he felt a burst of collapse, and he collapsed on the ground with the same soreness and weakness as those animals.

"How are you, Sivan?" Newt saw the abnormality of the blackened beasts in the distance, so he ran over quickly and asked with concern.

Xiwen had no extra energy to speak at this time. He just waved his hand gently towards him and looked helplessly at the dark sky.

Several luminous bugs quietly appeared in the dark sky in front of them, followed by Newt's moving face.

"Really, you did a good job, Sivan. You saved me and all my animals." Newt pursed his lips, his eyes were a little moist, and his words were a little incoherent. "Thank you, thank you for your help, I don't know how to thank you!"

"It's okay, isn't it all over?" Sivan said to Newt with a soft smile.

"But, why is this sky still so dark...?"

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