Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 262 Puppet Legion

Ten days later, there was a forest in the secret territory.

The surrounding large trees were destroyed by witchcraft, the broken trunks were scattered all over the place, the ground had already turned red under the blood, and there was a pungent smell of blood in the air.

Caroline and the other two Phantom of Crows apprentices stood back to back in the glade, their eyes full of vigilance.

Around, pairs of scarlet eyes shone with a bloodthirsty luster.

"Drain their blood!"

"Kill them!"

"Leave that woman, let everyone enjoy it before killing her!"

A group of vampires kept shouting. They formed a circle and pressed towards the three of Caroline, their eyes full of greed and bloodthirsty.

Caroline's face was ugly, and there was a trace of panic in her eyes.

The battle of coordinates has already started for ten days. At first, Caroline hid in XZ for the sake of safety, and acted as low-key as possible. Until a few days ago, she joined an apprentice team composed of members of Phantom Crows.

After finding the organization, Caroline finally felt a sense of security, so under the command of the captain, she and her companions began to hunt those apprentices who were alone, and gradually accumulated some imprint fluctuations.

But just now, the apprentice team encountered a lone vampire, and in the process of chasing it, they realized that it was a trap.

As soon as the apprentice team stepped into this forest, they were immediately besieged by more than [-] vampire apprentices. After a round of fierce fighting, five people including the captain died.

And Caroline and the remaining two companions also became the prey of a group of vampires!

"What should I do?" A companion next to him trembled.

There were about twenty vampires around, and most of the third-level apprentices, in the state of Caroline and the three, even escaping was a luxury.

They seem to have fallen into a mortal situation, barring a miracle!
"Tear them apart!!"

The vampires let out a scream, and then turned into bats and pounced on the three of them. Every vampire was scrambling to be the first, eager to bite their prey to their heart's content.

Caroline's heart trembled, and she fell into despair.

"Soul power!"

At this moment, a sudden voice sounded, and on a tall tree, a figure with a black mask suddenly appeared, and two syllables spit out from his mouth.

The silver ripples spread towards the surrounding fields, and the surrounding vampires froze, and then turned into human figures and landed on the ground.

"Another prey?"

A vampire raised his head, looked at the figure standing on the branch, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and licked his lips.

The vampires' eating was interrupted, and there was a hint of anger on their faces. They all looked at the guy who disturbed them, with bloodthirsty luster in their eyes.

On the branch, Enzo looked indifferently.

After ten days of dormancy, he had imprinted all the witchcraft puppets he got spiritually, and his combat power had also improved to a higher level, so he decided to continue participating in the blood fight.

As soon as the results came out, they encountered this group of vampires besieging three Crow Phantom apprentices.

The vampires' eyes were bloodthirsty, and they began to press forward step by step. Enzo didn't talk nonsense, and raised his hand and snapped his fingers as soon as he thought about it.

Boom!

The ground cracked open in vain, and a giant rock python came out. Its huge head threw itself at a vampire, and swallowed him with its mouth open.

crunch!
In the creepy sound, a large amount of blood flowed from the corner of the rock python's mouth, and the swallowed vampire was buried in the snake's belly without even making a sound.

The next moment, Enzo threw another spar.

The gigantic body of the giant stone guard landed in the forest, and the stone sword swung horizontally, cutting off all the surrounding trees that were an eyesore.

"Boulder Guard! Rock Python!"

An older vampire's pupils shrank, a look of horror appeared in his eyes, and he exclaimed, "He is the puppeteer of the rock!"

Hearing such a name, the expressions of the surrounding vampires changed.

"The puppet master of the rock, the quasi-shaman apprentice of the Skeleton Castle!" A look of deep fear appeared in the eyes of the older vampire, and he couldn't help but take a half step back.

A quasi-shaman-level apprentice, the ceiling of combat power in the battle of coordinates!

The bloody battle had already started for ten days, and almost all the quasi-sorcerer and strong men of the three major organizations had gained a reputation and became monsters in the eyes of ordinary apprentices.

The Puppeteer of the Rock, one of the four quasi-shamans of the Skeleton Castle.

Before the bloody battle started, he had already made his name on the battlefield. It is said that in the most peak battle, he had persisted for three hours under the attack of an official wizard.

The information about him is even more mysterious compared to other quasi-shamans in the coordinate battle.

No one knows his name, and no one has seen his appearance. They only know that the rock puppeteer wears a mask all year round and is good at manipulating witchcraft puppets.

The witchcraft puppets in his hands can break through a city, the most famous of which are two giant stone guards and three rock pythons.

"The Puppeteer of the Rock!" Caroline gasped, her face pale.

Faced with a group of vampires, she and her companions were already powerless to resist, but the appearance of [Skull Castle] quasi-witch-level powerhouse Rock Puppeteer completely plunged them into despair.

"Your Excellency, Puppeteer of the Rock."

The older vampire took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "You must be here because of these three prey? We [Blood Shadow with Fangs] are willing to give up, can you let us go?"

Although there are 20 people on our side, the deterrent power of the quasi-witch is too terrifying.

After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, the older vampire decided to give up the three prey in front of him. Anyway, they had already killed five targets, so it was not a waste of time.

Enzo looked indifferent and said nothing.

Ahead, the giant stone guard raised his shield in vain, and slammed it to the ground, smashing a vampire into a puddle of flesh under the heavy blow.

The faces of the surrounding vampires changed drastically, and they all backed away to distance themselves.

"Damn it!" The older vampire's face darkened as he roared, "Don't be afraid, everyone. We have 20 people. If we go together, it won't be a big deal even if we are quasi-witches!"

Hearing the leader's words, the vampires all showed fierce expressions.

They activated their bloodline talents one after another, turned into big bats, and at the same time they attacked Enzo, they released a series of bloodline witchcraft.

"Just give it a try, how is my current combat power?"

Enzo muttered to himself, and ordered: "Chip, record the battle process and time."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and threw spars one after another, which fell on the ground and turned into witchcraft puppets, fifteen wearing stone armor, eight crocodile hunters, three clay stone demons, two rock pythons, A boulder guard, plus a terrifying lava troll.

An army of witchcraft puppets begins to battle the vampires.

Enzo stood on the spot with a magic wand in his hand, his eyes calm. With this puppet army, as long as he didn't face the witch-level apprentices, he hardly needed to take action himself.

(End of this chapter)