Chapter 262: A Battle Spanning a Thousand Years (Part 2)

When he saw the clay figure, Rice understood everything: Thousands of years ago, Helga came here, maybe there was a fierce battle, maybe she just had a sudden idea, anyway, the result was that she left a clay clone here...

Added endless troubles to himself later.

Rice remembered that when he was still in Hogwarts, the puppets created by Helga's "magic of creating puppets" were still limited in time. Now it seems that she seems to have improved on this spell and overcome the difficulty of the puppet's limited lifespan.

Maybe the puppet can absorb magic power from the surrounding environment in an endless stream? Rice made a simple inference, and then focused his energy on the battle with Helga's puppet.

At the beginning, both sides were in a state of mutual probing - but although it was a probing, the spells of each puppet were deadly enough.

Rice casually cast a wall of fire across the hall, and then the raging fire rolled towards Helga's puppet in a semi-enclosed posture. The puppet held a wand made of clay in his hand, and when he raised his hand, a wall of clay with an area similar to that of the fire wall appeared. Rice's fire wall slammed into the wall of clay, just like waves hitting the reef, breaking into hundreds or thousands of sparks.

Seeing that his spell did not work, Rice did not panic. He shook the wand lightly, and the sparks exploded in unison, shattering the wall of clay summoned by the puppet.

When dealing with the puppet, Rice never gave up on expanding his domain, but the speed was always very slow. So far, only the ground of more than ten square meters at his feet has been turned into a sticky mud state.

It must be said that fighting against Hufflepuff's puppets in the desert is really a disadvantage. The water vapor here is so thin that it can be ignored even if the hall is buried deep underground, and Helga Hufflepuff is good at earth magic, so she is naturally at a disadvantage in this environment.

The two of them cast spells back and forth, and the ground of the hall was cracked inch by inch. Many pillars were also smashed in half by them, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Puff!

Several spikes emerged from the ground and completely pierced Les's feet, but his face did not change at all, because what gushed out of the wound was not blood, but asphalt-like sticky mud.

It is one thing that the domain is not very convenient to expand, and it is another thing whether it can be expanded. At least within the surrounding ten square meters, Les can still do a lot of operations-even these few earth spikes are flaws that he deliberately left.

At the moment when the clay doll thought he had succeeded, some of the back-up plans that Les had secretly hidden when the sparks burst were also triggered by him.

Boom!

There was an explosion next to the doll, and it dodged quickly, but it also exploded several times on the way to dodge, and several cracks were blown out on its doll body.

The dust on the ground was raised, and the doll conjured up several earth shields around itself, protecting itself firmly in the middle.

Under the protection of the earth shield, the puppet and Les distanced themselves again, and Les's backup plan hidden in the dust was completely consumed.

The sand flew to the side of the puppet, filling the cracks on its body bit by bit.

It raised its head and stared at Les with its eyes made of mud, which made Les frown: This puppet doesn't seem to be a simple mud man...

Did Helga leave any backup plan on it?

While he was thinking about the secret hidden in the mud man, the mud man held the mud wand with both hands, knelt on one knee on the ground, and inserted the wand into the sand on the ground.

Les:!

He had a bad premonition: How could this action be an ordinary little spell?

The magic power gathered at the tip of Les's wand, and then a long whip flashing with black light was thrown at the puppet by him - he didn't want to hurt the puppet, but only wanted to interrupt its spell.

But Les's whip was stopped halfway: a huge hand made of sand suddenly emerged from the sand and grabbed his whip, and then a second hand emerged from the sand and tore the long whip into two pieces like pulling a hair.

The next moment, the whole hall shook, and the sand on the ground rushed madly to where the puppet stood. After the two big hands broke Les' whip, they slapped the ground together, like a man doing pull-ups. The sand began to turn into part of its body.

Les's face suddenly became ugly. Just by looking at the prelude, he felt that this guy was not easy to deal with.

He continued to fire a few spells, but those spells hit such a huge summoned creature, and it was difficult to leave even skin injuries.

Soon, the monster summoned by the puppet revealed its prototype: it was a huge sand man. The sand man was round, with almost the same length and width, very short legs, but thick and long arms.

It slowly emerged from the ground. As the sandman took shape, the sand accumulated on the ground of the hall was almost completely consumed, and the stone floor was even exposed in some places.

The height of this hall is no less than 50 meters, and when the whole sandman emerged from the ground, his head had reached half the height of the hall, so the height of the whole sandman is probably close to 30 meters.

The puppet stood on the sandman's head, looking down at Les.

Les: ...

He suddenly remembered an entertaining magic that Helga had shown them a long time ago - she could summon a half-human-high clay man, and let the man do all kinds of funny actions for them to make them happy. The round sandman in front of him looked like a clay man magnified hundreds or thousands of times.

The puppet pointed at Les, and the sandman raised his fist and smashed it hard at where Les was. While swinging his fist, he also rolled up a sandstorm like a tornado.

Les turned directly into a pool of mud and shrank into the ground.

The next second, the sandman's fist hit the ground heavily, and a blast like a cannonball exploded in the hall, and the whole hall trembled. The sandman's fist sank into the ground at once, splashing the sticky mud everywhere.

It was like sticking its hand into a quagmire. When it pulled its arm out, half of the sandman's arm was covered with dirty mud.

Les poked his head out not far away.

The powerful blow just now did not cause him much damage, and it also allowed Les to see the strength of this puppet.

If it was Hufflepuff himself standing here, he would have no chance of winning - fighting Hufflepuff in the desert would be too disadvantageous for him, but there would be no problem in bullying this stupid puppet.

Even if this puppet can exert almost the same strength as Hufflepuff.

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The second update is here, good night everyone.

The next update will be at midnight.