The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 220 The Eye of the Wind King

"It seems that students in the front compartment have already started to save themselves. It's amazing."

Astoria shot down another dementor with an arrow, and a ball of white flames rose from the dead body, burning the rotting body.

"There will always be talented people among students, but they should be grateful that we attracted firepower for them, otherwise no one can restrain them unless Dumbledore is here."

Zhang Qi habitually touched the quiver on his back, but this time, he touched the last crossbow arrow.

"I have no arrows here."

Zhang Qi put the last crossbow arrow on the crossbow machine, and then gave the dementor a headshot.

"I have the last one left here...and now it's gone."

Astoria also pulled the trigger, threw the heavy compound crossbow aside, and then flicked the folding knife away.

"You can't use a gun or a knife in this environment."

Zhang Qi decisively threw a magazine to Astoria. It was the magazine of the Makarov pistol produced by the former Soviet Union that he had given before.

"But this may hurt the classmates who come out."

Astoria took the magazine and installed it into the gun, then said hesitantly.

"I originally thought that with such a big commotion outside, the people hiding in the car would take action, but it seems that I was wrong - a timid person is still a timid person even if he is cursed. people".

Zhang Qi shook his head with some disdain, and then raised the Type 64 small cannon with both hands.

"The Makarov pistol is not very powerful. As long as it does not directly hit an important part, there will be no life-threatening danger. But if you are unlucky enough, just pretend I didn't say anything"...

Zhang Qi muttered, then raised the muzzle of the gun.

"Speaking of which, do you really not plan to use something else?"

Astoria shook her head helplessly after hearing the familiar voice again, and then put down the gun in her hand.

"Why did you come out again?"

"Why can't I come out again?"

The brown-haired girl, who had dressed herself up beautifully, emerged from the darkness not far away, and then looked at Astoria with some disgust.

"I said, I still like your silly and sweet look before. You look like K423 who has drawn his sword now. Although you are brave and strong, you always make people feel distressed."...

"Really? I actually don't miss the past time very much, because at that time I always felt that there was no hope for the future, and I just wanted to survive one more day every day."

Astoria curled her lips and then continued:

"I don't think you are looking for me at this juncture just to catch up with me. Tell me, what are you planning to do?"

"What you said made me sad. I didn't intend to do anything. I just planned to give you back the power you should have."

Xia Mi said innocently.

"Like last time? Tell me directly and I won't give it to you"?

Astoria looked at Xia Mi expressionlessly.

"Oh, I was just joking with you last time. Anyway, your physical condition at that time was simply incapable of withstanding that force."

Xia Mi waved his hands slightly embarrassed, and then continued:

"When you met Zhang Qi, you had the courage to swing a sword at the gods, and now, you will truly have the power to swing a sword at the gods"!

Xia Mi looked at Astoria with his hands behind his back, raising the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile.

"But there is never a free lunch in the world. When you gain strength, you must accept a curse. The blood of a dragon can give you supreme power, but you must also bear the original sin brought by it."

"In the past, I could only struggle on the edge of death, but now, what situation can be worse than then?"

Astoria raised her head with a nostalgic expression.

"Do you know? I have been racing to death with that big snake in my dreams since I was 7 years old. But luckily, I was good at hide-and-seek and was not caught by it even once."

"And the curse still exists in my blood. Every night when I sleep, I still dream about that poisonous snake. But the difference from previous years is that now in my dreams, I and the poisonous snake have completely different identities. It’s reversed, I am the hunter now and it is the prey”!

At this time, Astoria clenched her fists as if she were a different person, and then a sarcastic smile emerged from the corner of her mouth, intentionally or unintentionally.

At this time, the girl changed her previous weak look, with an absolute confidence flowing between her brows, as if she were a god sitting on the top of the sky, looking down on all living beings with absolute majesty.

The originally normal eyes were suddenly lit up, and the golden light almost illuminated the entire train!

"king"?

Xia Mi's expression suddenly changed, then he put his hands on his chest and bowed forward, showing an expression of respect.

"Well, why did I feel dizzy just now?"...

Astoria shook her head, then raised her head again.

This time, the girl's eyes were beautiful red and emerald green, and the golden color that had almost pressed Xia Mi to the ground had completely disappeared.

"We don't have much time. Although I can use my authority to temporarily stop time, I can't lock him for long."

Xia Mi immediately returned to his original appearance, and then gently pointed with his hand at Zhang Qi, who was still holding a gun next to him.

"The power of your little boyfriend is beyond your expectations."

Xia Mi smiled bitterly and shook his head, and then his figure slowly disappeared transparently in the gradually rotating whirlwind.

"Astoria! What are you waiting for if you don't shoot me...fuck"!

Zhang Qi just felt something strange. Before he had time to think about it, a hurricane that cut his face and hurt him roared past his ears. With an overwhelming momentum, he slapped those dirty people who were rushing towards him from a distance. Dirty monster.

The black figure was smashed into powder by the impact of the hurricane. The body condensed with negative emotions such as despair is so ridiculous and fragile in the face of absolute power.

"Die to me"!

Astoria let out a loud shout, and the golden color in her eyes suddenly began to surge.

The hurricane rushed towards both ends like a furious dragon entering a narrow cave. Wherever it went, even the carriages were almost pushed open by the strong wind.

This is the wrath of a king, absolute power.

Although the ordinal number of this Yanling is not high at all compared with those of the world-destroying level.

Word Spirit No. 74: Eyes of the Wind King