great-warnovel Chapter 360 The Blood Link
Chapter 360 The Blood Link
Chapter 360 The Blood Link
Eternal darkness
The forbidden magic of the magic town of Seria can create darkness and absorb all magic and prayers that bring light.
This is the lost magic of the Eternal City—the very magic that brought about its destruction.
Although it is the most forbidden and most sophisticated form of magic in the night, compared to the Origin and Legendary magic, the Ancient Darkness is not too difficult.
Hermione originally thought that even if it was her first time casting the spell, she could easily complete the spell.
But to everyone's surprise, as she drew a circle with her staff, only a small, dark hole appeared at the tip of the staff, then flickered a few times before disappearing without a trace.
"What's going on!?"
She could sense that the first half of the magic's release went very smoothly, but when that mass of darkness that could absorb all light appeared, it was as if an invisible force was preventing it from taking shape.
"Could it be Lucius's light resisting it?" Closing her eyes, she began to seriously prepare for the spell.
Below, the battle between the wizards and the pure-blooded army intensified, with the hastily assembled defenses struggling against the harassment of the zombies and flying vampire nobles.
Behind them, the chaotic and crowded masses were like headless flies. The powerful wizards were fighting at the front, and without anyone to maintain order, the people were like a chaotic potion cauldron, running around in all directions.
"We have to get to the front! Take the fireplace!" James shouted.
Their battle lines have retreated to the shantytowns, where there may be fireplaces and Floo networks built by wild wizards, but they are definitely not stable enough to allow so many people to leave. Right now, there are at least 100,000 people gathered outside the city. Many wizards Apparated away when they saw that things were not going well, and the rest are mostly Muggles.
These people could only run to the wilderness on foot, and they couldn't possibly outrun the flying blood nobles. Only the fireplace complex at the gate of Malfoy Castle could provide enough transport capacity to send them away.
But this means that one must rush through the crowds of shopkeepers in front of them and experience Lucius's blood-red aura up close.
"I'll do it!" Harry shouted, revealing his fiery deer form.
The silvery-white light that brought courage and hope shone down, though it couldn't penetrate into the city, it did inject new power into the wizard's defenses.
"Order of the Phoenix! Charge with me!" Moody mustered all his strength, unleashing a fierce blast spell that opened a gap in the bank's ranks, but because of his tumorous leg, he was too slow to run.
James, Sirius, and Bill had already taken the lead and rushed in.
"Watch out for the flanks and the top!" he shouted hurriedly as he followed.
"Are all the Order of the Phoenix such a brave bunch?" The Auror captain beside them had originally brought his own men to assist in the defense, but they never had such courage; their primary concern was ensuring their own safety.
"Professor, please take good care of Professor Dumbledore," Neville hurriedly told Slughorn, and his friends rushed forward as well.
"Professor, I'm entrusting my mother to you as well," Draco said in a low, trembling voice.
He handed the helpless Narcissa to the old man and rushed up behind Maria and Ron. He had to personally confront the man and ask him why things had come to this!
"Follow up, you all! Take back the fireplace, or we'll survive!" Old Tom from the Leaky Cauldron rallied his spirits and shouted, organizing the other commoner wizards to launch a coordinated attack. This instantly gave the chaotic Muggles a sense of direction, and they followed behind with fear and tension, waiting to see the outcome of the battle.
Another great battle is taking place in the shantytown. Just a year ago, they were fighting against the Green Flame Party and the Basilisk here, but now, evil hordes of corpses are pouring out of the city. That's what Lucius thinks of them, these lowly commoners, should look like.
"Get out of here! You disgusting monster!" James slammed his wand down hard, and the earth trembled like a great bell, the churning soil swallowing up a large area of people to make way for those who came later.
Maria had somehow changed into a suit of silver armor, enveloped in golden moonlight, and pounced into the enemy ranks like lightning. Her sharp, elven silver claws swept across the battlefield, instantly slicing the enemy into pieces.
"Kids, stay close! Uncle Black will lead you across the battlefield!" Sirius shouted, skillfully using spells to target Lupin and James, eliminating any threatening individuals.
It was only during the Battle of Hogwarts that these children performed exceptionally well; otherwise, they wouldn't have dared to lead children into battle like that.
Ron and Neville stayed close to Bill, one with a sturdy shield and the other with a sharp sword. Their perfect teamwork resulted in quite a good outcome, leaving Bill, the eldest brother, feeling somewhat idle.
Draco followed silently behind, one hand transforming into a dragon claw to slap away the surging merchants, occasionally turning into a dragon head and spewing a burst of flame to bring down the nobles from the sky.
Soon, the group rushed to the location of the fireplace complex outside the city. Fortunately, the earthquake had little impact on the area, and the stability of the Floo Network was not affected.
"Let the Muggles go first, to New Hogsmeade!" Moody ordered.
"Horace! Bring Dumbledore along!"
"The other wizards, hold them off!"
We're too close to Lucius's bloody light here; that filthy glow is still slowly spreading outwards from the city. Harry's silver light is already teetering on the brink of collapse, barely holding on.
"Don't push! Everyone can get through!" As the passage to survival opened, the Muggles behind surged forward like madmen, almost breaking down the wizards' defenses.
Moody had no choice but to glare at them with his fierce eyes and unleash a thunderous roar to subdue them.
But the scene was too chaotic. Slughorn, who was usually so refined, was holding Narcissa's hand with one hand and using his wand to guide the dazed old ghost with the other, and he couldn't squeeze to the front at all.
"Watch out!" Draco, who was fighting hard, suddenly saw a sinister nobleman with the face of Old Nott swooping down from above Sirius's head, his sharp claws flashing red as he clawed down. Sirius was busy dealing with the walker in front of him and couldn't pay attention to him for the time being.
In desperation, Draco clenched his fist, and countless blood-red thorns sprouted out of thin air at the entrance to the outer city, which was filled with blood, weaving a large net above everyone's heads.
The blood-soaked nobleman who charged down crashed into it and instantly vanished into a rainbow of light.
"What's going on!" Not only the others, but even Draco himself was stunned. The Blood Thorns magic of sinners suddenly became so powerful here?
"That blood wasn't mine, but it came from Dad?" He seemed to vaguely understand something, but still couldn't grasp the connection.
He tentatively stepped out of the defensive line built by the adults, only to find that the merchants seemed not to see him, letting him pass through the monster horde.
James, who had initially wanted to stop him, was also stunned, but upon further reflection, he understood.
"This child—after all, has Lucius's blood flowing in his veins!"
In Lucius's kingdom, which proclaims the supremacy of bloodline, isn't his only son the most honorable being after him?
Standing in the blinding crimson rainbow light, Draco felt no discomfort whatsoever; on the contrary, he felt the same sense of peace and comfort he once had at Malfoy Manor.
He looked up and saw his father, who was almost entirely enveloped in blood-red light, running through the safe yet terrifying city.