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Chapter 357

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"What's going on with the castle?" Elwyn pointed at the direction of the Hogwarts, loudly asking. "What's that purple energy barrier?"

"You mean the protection of those cowardly humans?" Ugart gazed at the Hogwarts, speaking with disdain. "I previously went to the castle to request for help, the elders hoped to convince them to help us resist against the evil gods. But those cowardly fellows rejected. They said this is an internal war between the centaurs, and do not wish to participate."

Ugart angrily used his front hooves to dig at the soil in front of him, the spear in his hand heavily slammed onto the ground. He was extremely dissatisfied with the Hogwarts wizards rejecting the centaurs.

Elwyn didn't know what to say, he didn't think that rejecting the centaurs was a wrong decision.

Although the Hogwarts wizards didn't realize the severity of the situation, but considering that this era wasn't the modern society he was familiar with, all wizards and magical creatures were managed by the Ministry of Magic, there wouldn't be any large scale wars.

This was the medieval period 800 years ago, the darkest and craziest era of Europe.

In this era, the situation was unstable, and wars were frequent.

Powerful magical creatures didn't live within the designated living quarters of the human wizards, and didn't dare to take a step out of their living quarters.

As long as they paid the appropriate price, they would accept the employment of the Muggle country's nobles and dark wizards, and casually participate in the war.

The ideology of the strong being respected was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, the newly established and weak Ministry of Magic didn't have the heart to manage the chaotic situation.

Under these circumstances, hastily joining a war was an extremely unwise choice.

Especially when this war was a centaur civil war, it didn't have anything to do with the wizards.

If the 4 magnates were still here, with their formidable strength, they could mediate or directly participate in the war, helping the centaurs defeat the evil side.

But now that the era of the 4 magnates had passed by 200 years, the current principal and professors of the Hogwarts didn't lack the ability. They could only choose to hole up in the castle, using their limited strength to protect the safety of the young wizards.

"They have their own difficulties …" Elwyn defended the Hogwarts.

"Hmph, those humans have always been like this, they don't even know what they are facing." Ugart picked up his spear and once again advanced forward. "I never expected their help, we centaurs have our own allies, we can resolve all problems."

Soon, Elwyn knew who Ugart's so-called allies were.

After passing through the dense forest and climbing over the steep hills, they finally arrived at the centaur tribe. This place was completely different from the peaceful scene Elwyn saw before.

At this time, the sky above the centaur tribe reverberated with the deafening sounds of fighting and shouts.

Hundreds of centaurs gathered together and charged towards the tribe, facing their fellow tribesmen.

The centaurs set up a series of fortifications, hiding behind them and putting up a strong resistance.

The battle was extremely intense. Countless arrows flew in all directions and blood splattered everywhere.

The entire ground was trembling, shocked by what was happening before their eyes.

Elwyn was similarly dumbstruck as he looked ahead. He had only seen such a bloody battle in books, he had never imagined that he would be in it himself.

Even though he knew this was just an illusion, he was still deeply shaken.

In front of them, the centaurs seemed to have gone mad, killing each other without a care for anything. The scale and intensity of this civil war far exceeded Elwyn's imagination.

As far as his eyes could see, there was red blood and broken corpses everywhere, it was very rare to see a complete corpse.

Outside the huge gate of the tribe, other than the hundreds of centaurs fighting fiercely, there were also many strong monsters. Their bodies were as strong as mountains.

Elwyn had seen monsters before in his Defense Against Black Magic class, Sirius had even found one for the junior wizards to practice magic on.

Everyone knew that the monsters' brains were not very good.

Although they were strong, they only had one method of attack, and were relatively low level magic creatures. But the monsters in front of him were completely different from what he knew. It was as though they were a different species, they had the grandeur of giants. They clumsily waved the huge wooden sticks in their hands, and let out boorish howls.

The monsters roared loudly, and charged towards the place where the centaurs were the most concentrated.

One of the centaurs was carelessly swept by the wooden sticks in their hands, his body was instantly sent flying backwards. The part of his body that was hit was badly mutilated, revealing his white bones.

Facing the ferocious monsters, no centaur dared to approach them.

They were most proficient in long range attacks. Waves of arrows flew towards the monsters.

Just as the arrows were about to hit the monsters, they suddenly stopped in mid air. Elwyn noticed that a green ugly monster was currently hiding behind the monsters, waving its fingers.

They were fairies, they had malicious smiles on their faces.

The thick bony fingers moved forward, and the arrows flew backwards rapidly. The centaurs that had just gathered hurriedly dispersed.

The battle seemed to have started not long ago, but very quickly, it became a one-sided situation.

The centaurs on Ugart's side had the advantage in numbers, but they were unable to deal with the mixed attacks.

Compared to their powerful allies, the only ones that could help them were a few unicorns, hippogriff winged beasts, and many weak forest magic creatures.

They could only be used for harassment, and were unable to carry out any powerful attacks.

This was not a fair battle, if this continued, defeat was only a matter of time.

"Damn it, we're too late!" Ugart shouted, gripping his spear tightly as he charged forward. Elwyn hastily grabbed onto his leather armour.

He wanted to advise the other party to calm down, and carefully study their tactics before attacking, and not rush into the fray so rashly.

But obviously, Ugart did not have the intention to stop and discuss with him.

He even forgot that Elwyn was sitting on his back. With an unstoppable momentum, Ugart used his fastest speed to charge into the frontlines of the battle.

Looking at the approaching wooden door, Elwyn groaned inwardly, he pulled out his wand.

"Charge, attack!" Ugart shouted, "In the name of Ugart, the centaurs are undefeatable!"

He charged straight at a troll, and the troll looked at him suspiciously, raising the huge wooden club in its hand high up.

Elwyn smelled a foul stench, he raised his head and found himself completely enveloped by the shadow of the troll's body.

His brain stopped working, and he could only watch as the troll bared its yellow teeth and roared at him.

Boom!

A violent collision, Elwyn felt a strong tremor, he hurriedly hugged Ugart tightly.

In the next second, under the head-on collision, the huge body of the troll was actually knocked back by Ugart, and the spear in his hand suddenly stabbed downwards.

Bright red blood spurted out, soaking Elwyn and Ugart.

The sprites hiding behind the troll were shocked, they were shocked by the strength of this powerful centaur. They hurriedly moved their fingers, wanting to cast spells.

Elwyn pointed his wand forward, and a red light flashed. The sprites suddenly found that the spells they were casting were ineffective, they raised their heads to see a silver light attacking them.

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