Chapter 1230 Heaven and Earth

"So, what's the result?"

In these words of Delphi, there are still many things that puzzle Maca, and the most puzzling thing among them may lie in how Hai Erbo managed to reach such a point.

Or in other words, how terrifying will Haierbo's strength become?

"I do not know."

Delphi shook her head, and her pleasant voice became slightly deeper.

"Because I 'leaved' at that time."

After Maca heard it, she couldn't help being silent for a moment.

If I had to say it, these descriptions of the future were certainly not what he had hoped for. But before that, there was another more urgent thing waiting for him to complete.

"Delphi," Maka paused, then suddenly changed the topic, "Give me back the Time Converter... I know, you should still have at least one intact one in your hand."

It is impossible for Maca to give up saving Luna, as long as there is even the slightest possibility, he will not let it go. What's more, no matter how bad the future will become, if you want to save it, a time converter is necessary.

But in the face of Maca's request, Delphi seemed indifferent.

"Do you think I'll give it back to you?" she said. "No, not possible."

However, no matter who the opponent is, Maca will not let this opportunity slip through his fingers. Maybe he still doesn't know how to treat the girl in front of him, but he must take back the only remaining Time Converter.

Seeing Delphi's unusual stubbornness, Maca's right hand clenched the staff again. Although he still hesitated, his movements did not slow down because of this hesitation.

The next moment, he suddenly stepped on the magic book under his feet, from stillness to movement, and his speed suddenly increased to the limit. Obviously, he was planning to rob.

But just when his figure flashed and appeared on the back of the ice bird as if moving in space, Delphi apparated to the magic book that Maca had stepped on, as if he had expected it long ago.

At that moment, the two of them seemed to have exchanged positions suddenly, so that the situation didn't seem to have changed in any way.

Do not,

Changes are still there, and they're noticeable.

It can be seen that the moment Maca appeared on the back of the ice bird, the wings of the ice bird suddenly lifted up, spiraling backwards and closing up where Maca was.

At the same time, Delphi's eyes suddenly changed dramatically, the original coldness was suddenly replaced by a charming blur, which made her whole temperament seem to have completely changed.

At that second, Maca finally experienced the feeling of being absent-minded that Haierbo had felt twice—happiness, sweetness, warmth, joy, as if all troubles had been washed away, making people no longer have to worry about anything. to think about.

Even, there is an irresistible wonderful pleasure that instantly fills the whole soul, which is an addictive beauty.

So, just like Haierbo who got enlightened twice, Maca was immersed in it for a moment and forgot to think.

"No, something is wrong, it shouldn't be like this... This kind of beauty is false."

The trance in Maca's eyes lasted less than a second, and he suddenly came back to his senses. Immediately, he found that the ice bird under him was turning into a cage made of ice crystals, which would soon completely trap him inside.

He didn't know if he could get out of the ice prison if he fully formed it, but fortunately, he didn't have to think about it.

Before the wings were fully folded, Maca lightly tapped the back of the ice bird again, and suddenly jumped out from the only remaining gap above the head.

Delphi had already left, much more decisively than he expected.

...

The wizard in the windbreaker is Delphi, and no one except Maca knows about it. Of course, even if this matter is told to other people, they may not know who Delphi is.

Like Harry and Neville, both of them obviously knew nothing about Delphi's existence, and they didn't have any need to know the girl.

Even though, the two of them happened to be passing by on a certain street below Maca right now.

"Harry, hold on! Give me a little more time!"

At the entrance of a Muggle clothing store next to the street, Neville was half-kneeling beside a young witch who had fallen to the ground, and shouted back towards the middle of the street at the top of his voice.

Talking to Harry didn't stop him from what he was doing, he was hurriedly holding a potion bottle in each hand, improvising two potions together.

Because the witch in front of him was seriously injured, she might lose her life at any time. So Neville had to go as fast as possible, and as fast as possible, at least to save her life first.

In fact, the two of them did intend to go to Diagon Alley.

But on the way, they found too many people in need of help. So once the two of them came together, they simply put aside their plan to go to Diagon Alley. After all, who is helping?

"Aren't you alright?"

Harry, on the other hand, felt a little overwhelmed.

It must be said that most of the people they encountered along the way were crazy wizards who were transformed from ordinary congregants. Those guys are crazy, but not too bad to handle.

Yes, as long as you are not unlucky and encounter too many at once, the two can still solve it by cooperating.

But this time, their luck was obviously not very good, because they encountered a black-eyed wizard.

"Ding--"

Accompanied by a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, Harry used the sharpness of Gryffindor's sword to forcefully cut off the spike formed by the opponent's black substance.

But he knew it was far from over.

Seeing that the sharpened part of the thorn hadn't even landed on the ground, it immediately turned into a viscous liquid and merged into the black substance in front of the opponent. Immediately afterwards, the next sharp thorn suddenly pierced towards him on the other side.

Not only that, but the guy on the opposite side kept on stepping, extremely fast. Even though Harry already felt that he was fast, the opponent was still able to stick to him again and again, and the sharp spike attacks were almost continuous.

"Ding--"

With another backhand sword, Harry stepped back and adjusted his direction so as not to accidentally lead the opponent to Neville who was saving someone.

Immediately afterwards, after dodging the next attack with a horizontal movement, he suddenly stabbed at the opponent with both hands holding the sword.

To be honest, Harry didn't know the proper way to wield a sword. Fortunately, there may not be any rules to follow in the opponent's attack. The two sides are actually fighting with the help of on-the-spot judgment and reaction ability.

And what Harry relied on was the incomparable sharpness of the Gryffindor sword.

"Crunch—"

The defense formed by the black unknown substance of the black-eyed wizard is absolutely extremely strong. Even the sword of Gryffindor cannot pierce through it easily.

But amidst an ear-piercing sound of metal rubbing, the sword in Harry's hand thrust the blade into the hard black shell, and then...

And then got stuck.

"damn it!"

He may have forgotten that the other party's black substance is not just solid. Just as the sword pierced through, the black curved barrier suddenly softened, and it seemed that it was about to wrap the Gryffindor sword.

Harry was stunned for a while, but he wasn't just so stunned. It only seemed that he mustered all his strength and slashed down fiercely, and he used the sharpness of the blade to cut through the black substance in one fell swoop, which was considered to be out of the crisis of being about to be snatched from the sword.

"Neville, are you alright? The enemies here are tricky!"

Hearing Harry's shout behind him, Neville hastily glanced back to confirm whether Harry was in danger.

"Wait a little longer, come right away!"

Seeing that Harry seemed to be fine for the time being, Neville only replied, then lowered his head again to give the witch the medicine.

Perhaps it was the irritating effect of the medicine on the wound, the witch woke up painfully from the coma. Frowning, she struggled to open her eyes and looked at Neville.

"Leave me alone...just, please save my child, he's hiding in the shop."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Neville subconsciously glanced at the clothing store ahead, then nodded and said:

"Don't worry, they will be saved...Ma'am, don't give up, hold on."

The potion was poured into the huge wound, and wisps of white smoke came out, and the wound healed quickly with the pouring of the potion. Although the injury was severe, it was only a physical injury. The white fresh essence and the blood tonic were enough to make the other party recover.

After emptying the potion bottle, Neville casually threw it aside, and immediately helped the lady to hide in the Muggle shop with her.

"Unless the house is going to collapse, don't go out, remember."

Neville didn't have time to say anything more as Harry was still outside fighting against the astonishingly strong black-eyed wizard. After placing the opponent, he immediately turned around and ran out, with the wand in his hand stretched straight out.

"Harry, here I come! Back off first!"

Before the words were finished, Neville suddenly waved his wand and shouted loudly:

"Call God to protect you!"

In an instant, a large amount of silver-white mist spewed out from the tip of the staff, surging and gathering in front of him. Then a strong silver animal claw protruded from it, and landed heavily on the street.

The next moment, an extremely strong lion patron saint jumped out of the light mist, roared silently, and rushed towards the black-eyed wizard.

"boom!"

The lion's claw swung forward suddenly, and slapped it sideways on the temporarily formed black arc shield. The huge force pushed the shield and the people behind it sideways for a distance of tens of feet, creating a shallow ravine on the ground.

"Harry, my Patronus can't break through his defenses, be careful, find a gap to attack!"

"OK!"

The two looked at each other tacitly, and then moved again.