great-warnovel Chapter 281 Melee
Chapter 281 Melee
Chapter 281 Melee
Limited by food, Aragog never allowed his offspring to reproduce too recklessly.
Although these spiders seem endless at school, when actually spread out on the shores of the vast Black Lake, in knee-deep water, the number of giant eight-eyed spiders is still less than the horde of beasts from the Forbidden Forest opposite.
"Once this is over, I will make sure the children eat them all to extinction!" Hagrid thought cruelly as he swung the heavy stone pillar in one hand and cast a spell with the little red umbrella wand in the other, as Aragog beneath him.
"Oh, my good boy, it's up to you then, but you'd better keep a few; I need them for class," Hagrid said.
His men smashed a huge evil spirit. Its half-human, half-spider appearance and ferocious face made even the monsters somewhat afraid of it; it really looked like a great demon king.
The beast horde stormed into the trap defenses amidst bombardment and a rain of light. Although they suffered heavy losses, this only fueled their ferocity.
Hagrid's spider swarm and Mag's stone pillars were forced to join the battle, engaging in a bloody fight on the gentle slopes of the highlands.
The werewolves were extremely cautious and valued their lives. They hadn't even entered the trap area yet, fearing that some of them might still be trampled by the monsters.
They vividly remembered the horrific scene: the dwarf pig monster frozen into an ice block, the red-hatted creature instantly shattered, and the vampire monster transformed into a chick only to be unlucky enough to be trampled to death.
There are also the fairies' broadsword mines, the tits' traps, and the giant spiders' loose soil so that anyone who steps on it will fall into the spider hole and become a meal.
The silent stone statues wielded enormous stone weapons, sweeping away any monsters that tried to approach. They were not afraid of sharp teeth and claws, and their strength was no less than that of these monsters. At this moment, they became the best guardians.
But the monsters are not without resistance; they are numerous and diverse, and some are exceptionally powerful.
Those enormous, man-eating monsters and trolls, as well as the five-legged monsters that harbor extreme hatred for humans, all possess the ability to rampage through piles of stone statues.
The statues' formation was thrown into disarray by them. The eight-eyed giant spiders would be smashed to pieces with a single blow as soon as they got close. Only Hagrid could compete with them in terms of strength, but he was outnumbered and had to fight on his own.
The members of the Order of the Phoenix in the air were also distracted, because a large flock of evil birds and female ghosts flew out.
The screams of these things were exceptionally deadly, but fortunately Bill reacted quickly and cast a wide-range silencing spell. Although it couldn't completely negate the effect, it was enough to give everyone time to prepare.
More strange and ferocious birds flew out, circling the Order of the Phoenix members in the air like a swarm of bees, emitting piercing shrieks. The wizards could only increase the speed of their brooms to the maximum and fight a guerrilla war against them.
"Maintain flight attitude! Don't fall!"
"Cast the spell! Don't stop casting the spell!"
Moody shouted for attention, but no one could hear anyone else at that moment; there were too many deadly screams around them, and they had all used various methods to block out their hearing.
The battle was going relatively well on the lakeside. Although the number of merfolk was smaller, their agility in the shallow water was limited.
The impact of those sea monsters and water monsters has weakened, and they can only rely on the venom of the Loba worm for ranged attacks.
Newt's magical creatures displayed their might: a giant three-headed dog frolicked in the water, catching seafood; a bridle-wearing kelpie swam erratically among the enemy's ranks; horned beasts and venomous beasts rampaged through the enemy lines; and a venomous leopard spread poison gas across a wide area.
The leopard, on the other hand, is like a deadly hunter, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.
In the sky, the bird-snake grew to enormous size, its tail whipping down like a dragon's tail. The coiled-winged demon moved as fast as lightning, stabbing the mermaids who dared to show their faces with its poisonous needles. The eagle-horse also attacked the monsters in the water with its hooves and sharp beak.
The most powerful of all was the Thunderbird, which flew into the dust cloud high in the sky and, in no time, brewed a massive thunderstorm.
A huge bolt of lightning struck the lake, and every now and then mermaids and fish would float to the surface belly up.
Unfortunately, the radiation in the dust cloud was too strong, and the Thunderbird could not display its power for long. After tumbling in the air for a while, it had to fall down weakly. The magizoologist beside it hurriedly and painedly gave it various potions, but the fluorescent green spots on its feathers and the burns under its skin could not be healed immediately.
"No, the pressure from the north is too great. We have to go and provide support!" Newt said to Flitwick beside him, frowning.
While casting a spell, Miranda Goshak replied, "No problem, we'll handle things here. The magazine still has some tricks up its sleeve!"
Master Scamander nodded, blew a loud whistle, and stood on high up waving his arms to guide the animals.
Hearing the whistle, the magical creatures fighting in the shallows looked up and saw their trusted master and companions. They immediately abandoned their predicament and turned to head north of the castle.
"They're so disciplined!" Flitwick exclaimed incredulously. With the magical creatures gone, the mermaids thought they had found an opportunity and prepared to launch a large-scale attack.
But the next moment, a deep, resonant incantation rang out from the high platform.
Miranda, accompanied by a group of magazine reviewers, chanted obscure magic in unison, and inexplicable ripples spread to the lake below, causing the water to tremble.
Immediately afterwards, the water surface moved without any wind, as if the lake was being stirred by an invisible hand, and a huge whirlpool was rapidly forming.
"Joint spellcasting isn't just for students." Adebay, sitting in the castle and looking down from the window...
Wolfling said in a low voice.
He was too old. Even if he forced himself to go down and fight, he would likely suffer from a sudden onset of old age illness after a few spells. Therefore, he could only wait quietly in the castle.
However, it was under his direction that Miranda and the other reviewers were able to complete the design of the spell for joint casting.
The whirlpool grew larger and larger, sweeping in many mermaids and water monsters. Then, the whirlpool gradually detached from the water's surface, transforming into a raging waterspout that swept across the lake, carrying away any aquatic creatures that dared to approach the land.
"Damn it! How come they have so many tricks up their sleeves!" Graybury cursed under the cover of the forest.
Fortunately, the situation on the northern front is not bad; the beast tide alone has tied up most of the enemy's attention.
"The traps should be mostly triggered by now, let the foes push them down!" the werewolf king ordered.
"And while we're at it, let's show off our big guy too!"
A new howl echoed from the forest, and the werewolves who had been hiding, though still somewhat afraid, responded to the howl and began to charge towards the direction of the guard post.
Besides these werewolves who voluntarily transform into wolf forms, there are also many werewolves that maintain human form.
They pushed out makeshift catapults from the forest, loaded with lit explosive charges, used the werewolves' strength to pull the ropes tight, and then released them suddenly.
Clusters of burning bombs whistled as they flew toward the castle.