Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 249 The Eve of the Blood Fight

Dark Pole Region, Fear Plain.

In a cold hall in Castle Black, the stronghold of the Cavoron family.

The long table was covered with a blood-red tablecloth, and on the seats arranged in sequence around it, sat the younger generations of the Cavalon family.

There was silence in the hall, and the atmosphere seemed extremely depressing. The maids held the silver trays tremblingly, and put the wine and food inside on the table.

Da da da!
Amidst the dull footsteps, an old man with a gloomy face came slowly. He was wearing a gray-white wizard robe with a skull logo on his chest.

The leader of the Cavalon family, the second-order wizard Negan.

"Is everyone here?" Old Negan walked to the head of the long table and sat down, scanning the crowd with gloomy eyes, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Uncle Negan, all the third-level apprentices in the younger generation of the family are here." A handsome young man next to the main seat said.

Old Negan nodded slowly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Whoa!
In midair, a mass of gray flames emerged.

"In three days, the battle for coordinates will begin. All of you must remember that the biggest goal of this bloody battle is to kill this person!"

Old Negan's tone was cold, and there was an undisguised killing intent in his voice, he said coldly.

"Whoever can kill this person, I will recommend him to be the successor of the next patriarch of the Cavalon family, and provide him with all the resources to be promoted to an official wizard!"

From the gray flames burning in mid-air, a figure emerged, holding a black magic wand and wearing the standard gray robe of the Phantom of Crows. It was Enzo.

The younger generation of the Cavalon family all looked at the figure in the flames, with a hot luster in their eyes.

"Gustav, I must kill your only disciple and make you pay for what you have done!" Old Negan gritted his teeth.

……

Skeleton Castle, base camp.

In the barren and cold huge tomb group, a seven-story tower stands in the center, surrounded by tombstones.

Inside the seven-story tower, there is a secret room.

The master of the Skeleton Castle, a third-tier wizard, Klosnow sat on a chair made of white bones, staring coldly ahead.

"What I mean, you should understand?" Klosnow said in a deep voice.

"Cajin obeys your orders, master."

In front of the chair of bones, a thin young man half-kneeled on the ground, replied with a blank expression.

"Very good." Klosnow nodded in satisfaction, threw out a black crystal, and said, "This rune stone is your hole card, and it must be used on the last day of the coordinate battle!"

"Obey, master." Kai Jin caught the black crystal and said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, I will restore your freedom after this matter is completed."

The corners of Closno's lips raised, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he murmured, "Seven hundred years have passed, and finally this opportunity has come. The person who can be promoted to the fourth-level wizard in the Dark Pole Region must be me, Crosno... ..."

……

Phantom of Crows, inside the academy.

In the most central area, a dark purple building belongs to the Dean's wizard tower.

In a hall.

There are three chairs at the front, the vice-principal, Christina, is sitting domineeringly in the middle, and on her left, the other vice-principal, Wizard Mitchell, has a casual expression on his face, yawning as if he hasn't woken up .

On the right side, a black-robed wizard with a handsome face and a one-eyed crow squatting on his shoulder sat calmly on a chair.

He is the dean of the [Phantom of Crows] academy, the third-order wizard Frosley.

"The battle of the coordinates is about to begin, and the next thing is up to you." Flossley held the one-eyed crow in his arms, gently stroking it, and said in a gentle tone.

"Don't worry, Grandpa."

Opposite the three deans, a handsome young man said with a confident tone, "I will definitely win the world coordinates for the academy, and I will never let you down!"

"We all know what you are capable of, Fitz."

Christina raised her slender left leg, raised her head and said, "In this battle of coordinates, the main force of the academy is Myrcella. You just need to assist her."

Fitz's face froze, but he quickly recovered.

"I will defeat [Skull Castle] and [Blood Shadow with Fangs] to obtain the world coordinates for the academy." Myrcella was dressed in a fiery red robe, with a hint of pride on her calm face.

"Very good, you are indeed my disciple!" Christina was very satisfied with Misera's attitude, and said, "With you as the trump card, we are sure to win this battle of coordinates!"

"...Not necessarily, right?"

Mitchell yawned, and said lazily, "There are quite a few quasi-witches under Skeleton Castle and Fang Blood Shadow. Fitz and Myrcella alone may not be able to deal with those little monsters, right?"

"Shut up, you idiot!"

Christina's expression changed, and she scolded angrily, "My disciple is the strongest, she will never lose to the trash of Skull Castle and Fanged Blood Shadow!"

Mitchell trembled in fright and dared not speak any more.

"Okay, Christina, Mitchell." Frossley said with a smile, "I have a hunch that this battle of coordinates will give us a satisfactory ending."

Then, he looked forward again.

"Fitz, Myrcella, you two should also go back to rest, and try to be in the best condition possible before the start of the coordinate battle."

"Yes, Master Dean (grandfather)!"

Fitz and Myrcella touched their chests and saluted at the same time, and then exited the hall.

……

At the same time, in the south of the Dark Pole Region.

In the base camp of [Fangs and Blood Shadow] among the three major organizations, in an ancient castle, two figures were walking side by side, and followed the stairs to an underground prison.

"It's here."

Crowley stopped, raised his hand, and tapped lightly on the bars of the prison.

Bang!
A group of black shadows rushed over quickly and slammed into the fence, but it triggered the confinement rune on the surface of the prison and was bounced back.

"This little monster is still so energetic."

Beside, Catherine had a look of disgust on her face, and said coldly, "If it wasn't for the coordinates, I would never come here to see this ugly monster go crazy."

Inside the prison, a hideous creature with hands and feet bound by metal chains came out of the shadows and roared wildly.

From the appearance, he seems to be human, but the skin of his whole body is festered, like a flayed blood corpse, and the pair of bat-like wings on his back dragged weakly on the ground.

"Don't say that, dear."

A smile appeared on Crowley's handsome face and said, "No matter what, he is our child after all."

Catherine curled her lips with a look of disdain.

Crowley shook his head, and pointed his finger on the prison's fence. As a wave of magic spread, the runes on the prison's surface instantly shattered.

boom!
Feeling the disappearance of the restraining power, the blood corpse monster crazily rushed to the fence, broke through the prison the next moment, and rushed towards Crowley like a wild beast.

(End of this chapter)