great-warnovel Chapter 299 The Tide of Thirst
Chapter 299 The Tide of Thirst
Chapter 299 The Tide of Thirst
Hermione on the Astronomy Tower squinted.
She witnessed Voldemort's cunning once again. He could abandon even his loyal subordinates and instead attack the enemy's most vulnerable point. Even though he was slightly weaker than Dumbledore, he still managed to manipulate him completely.
"It's a pity the Great Serpent Hunting Spear isn't finished yet, and it's a pity I haven't been able to overcome that hurdle—" she thought to herself, otherwise it wouldn't be Dumbledore fighting Voldemort in the sky right now.
However, even if the Great Serpent Spear is completed, Gonuk probably can't get here now. The large number of damaged, low-quality door keys have made the surrounding space extremely unstable, and the inability to Apparate has already made the wizards' defenses very difficult.
While the fairies' large door knockers are stronger, they are also affected; forcibly using them might send them directly to the depths of the Black Lake.
"Be careful, another attack from the north may be coming," Adebe warned.
Hermione nodded silently.
Greyback wasn't stupid; he couldn't have missed the fact that Voldemort had gone to such lengths to clear a battlefield for him.
In the Forbidden Forest, the werewolf king put down the telescope he had stolen from the Muggle and revealed a sinister smile.
Although Voldemort deceived him, they were still aligned on the major interests.
"Let the army advance; it will take time for their troops to turn back!"
Even if the professors return to defend in time, this back-and-forth struggle will greatly deplete their energy, and Hogwarts' weak defense will eventually collapse!
"But, my lord, the beast tide has already collapsed, and the monsters have fled into the depths of the Forbidden Forest," the advisor said cautiously.
"They're terrified; it'll probably take time to drive them out again—"
Graybury kicked him to the ground.
"Then let our own people go!" he shouted.
"We don't need to keep the assassin alive! Now is the perfect time!" He rolled his eyes.
"Push all the cages over here! Let them all out! They've been starving for so many days, they must have a good appetite!" he thought cruelly.
Soon, from the Forbidden Forest, the werewolves pushed out huge wheeled cages, each containing countless emaciated and listless humans.
Each of them had obvious bite marks on their bodies, left by the werewolves, which were slowly bleeding because they could not heal properly.
Greyback drove his chariot slowly to the rows of cages, looking at everything before him with satisfaction.
These days, the werewolf tribes that have come from all over the world have brought some spare food with them. Combined with the reserves of their own werewolf royal court, there are nearly two thousand humans in front of them!
They were all Muggles captured by the werewolf tribe from various places. When food was plentiful, they would be kept in cages and carried around until the full moon before being taken out to be eaten.
Even when crossing the sea, they couldn't bear to give up these delicious blood foods.
During the war, Greyback invented a new tactic.
These reserve rations can be temporarily transformed into werewolves when necessary. Their first transformation will be exceptionally ferocious, making them the best cannon fodder and vanguard!
With these new werewolves at the forefront, even the defensive line composed of eight-eyed giant spiders and stone statues can definitely be broken through!
"I know you're hungry and in pain." He walked slowly and arrogantly in front of the cage, making sure every new werewolf could see him.
"I know you're afraid, terrified." He smiled, his voice booming, as he smelled the fragrant, pungent scent of blood dripping from these people.
"But I have mercifully pardoned you, sparing you from the fate of becoming food." He cracked his whip, making the werewolf being pulled shudder.
"Outside the forest, in that towering castle!" He pointed with his whip, letting these emaciated prey see through the gaps in the branches and leaves the majestic castle outside, constantly showering down its light.
"There are hundreds and thousands of fresh, fleshy creatures inside, and they're all tender little children!" He grinned, revealing his dirty, bloody teeth, and painted a picture of a lucrative future for the hungry creatures before him.
"Can you feel it? The rapid changes happening within your bodies, the ever-expanding desire within you!"
"Ordinary food can no longer satisfy you; only human flesh and blood! Fresh flesh and blood!"
"Only then can you satisfy the hunger that springs from the depths of your soul!"
He suddenly cracked his whip, and the werewolves opened the cage doors one by one.
"Now, you have been given a real opportunity to join my royal court, an opportunity to integrate into my great race!"
"Charge to that castle! Satisfy your bloodlust! When you return victorious, this forest will be your new home!"
But in reality, Greyback knew that even if these cannon fodder managed to breach the castle, less than one-tenth of them would survive, and only his loyal followers would truly enjoy the feast.
These Muggles, filled with fear and wounds, tentatively ventured out of their cages and out of the forest.
Then, the magnificent castle that unleashed a rain of destructive light was fully revealed before their eyes.
"Should we...break through that fortress?" They trembled. It was magic, one of the culprits that destroyed the world.
Now, they are forced to charge toward that direction!
"Wait, look over at the Forbidden Forest!" Wolflin said solemnly from the tower.
Hermione looked as instructed and saw rows of humans in their robes, being driven out of the forest by the werewolves, cowering in fear.
They stepped into the battlefield, which had been ravaged by Dumbledore and Voldemort. Monster carcasses were mixed in with the mud, and streaks of blood rose to the surface of the shallow water, spreading out in crimson circles.
These inhuman flesh and blood could not satisfy their hunger, but they could stimulate their bloodlust. Some Muggles had begun to exhibit werewolf-like characteristics out of control, kneeling in the water and letting out painful screams.
"Greybourne deserves to die!" Hermione gritted her teeth, knowing almost without a doubt what the werewolf king had done.
These humans who have just turned into wolves not only possess an unusually fierce bloodlust, but also burden Hogwarts with a heavy moral shackle.
Just a few days ago, they were pure human beings, but now they have to be transformed into man-eating beasts. They did not come here willingly, but there is no way to undo it. They are also innocent victims, but the teachers and students in the school have to use the cruelest magic to eliminate them.
"There's no point in saying more—" Adbe sighed.
"Let McGonagall and the others go back to defend. The spider swarm and the stone statues should also retreat back into the barrier. We probably can't withstand a werewolf charge of this size."
Hermione gripped her staff tightly. She understood somewhat why her Third Eye's premonition was that she shouldn't rush to reveal her moon form.
If these newly converted Muggle werewolves are further stimulated by the moon, their charge will likely become even more formidable.
She had originally intended to use the moon form to destroy the werewolf army's sanity, but with this number of werewolves, even without sanity, they could probably overwhelm everything in their path. "No, there's another possibility," she thought to herself.
"The moon can transform werewolves, but it can also be a source of faith for them."
Maria is a case in point. If the moon, which she herself embodies, could capture the faith of these Muggle werewolves, could she create thousands of rational and ruthless individuals like Maria?