Chapter 1324 Race Against the Enemy

"...'I will leave this staff and this rune to you first. If you can use them correctly to cast a spell someday, find a way to find me! I will reluctantly accept this from you Apprentice - from Grand Witch Kern who doesn't need trash (as she claims to be).'”

In the Big Ben clock room of the mirror world, Haierbo stared at the "paper" in front of him in a trance, and read the ancient Greek text on it softly to himself.

After a while, he couldn't help but shook his head and said:

"Speaking of...does anyone really add 'self-proclaimed' after the signature of the message?"

That's right, the piece of paper floating in front of him right now was the message he saw when he woke up the next morning when he first met the witch Kern.

It's a pity that the thing that Hai Erbo once regarded as a treasure no longer exists now. The "slice of paper" in front of him at this moment is just a phantom that he forcibly copied with his own memory.

After Hai Erbo paused, he immediately waved his hand, making it disappear into a piece of crystal flying sand.

Obviously, for Haierbo, even if the body of that message no longer exists, it will always exist in the depths of his soul.

After all, it was precisely because of the staff and runes that Kern left him back then that led him to embark on this path of researching the rules of the soul. And even though the "Death Goddess Kern" disappeared without a trace on a certain day, so that Haierbo never really became her apprentice, Haierbo always regarded the other party as his first teacher in his heart. .

Even... the reason why Haierbo made unremitting efforts to touch the rules of death, perhaps it is hard to say that he was not for the witch Kern who called herself the "big witch" back then.

Of course, whether he admits it or not is another matter.

"Miss Kern... If you are still alive, you must be shocked by the scene in front of you, right? But then again, it was because you were too impatient back then—with your outstanding talent and Amazing wisdom, if you are willing to consider the risk more, how could it be my turn?"

To be honest, thinking of the battle of top wizards before Kern completely disappeared, Haierbo's blood is still boiling.

He is proud that he was the only one who received the inheritance of the "Goddess of Death" in his lifetime. Even from the beginning to the end, he only got a soul rule rune from the other party, and a magic staff that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary.

He felt that he would never forget that powerful short-haired girl who rose up like a miracle and disappeared like a legend.

"It's not that long...Although it's two thousand years late, but in a short while, I will be able to walk on the road you walked in the past, to find out the mysterious and terrifying rules of death... ..."

Looking at Muriel in front of the glass of the huge dial, seeing her skin turning from white to black inch by inch, and seeing muddy secretions like ink gradually oozing from every pore, Haierbo's expression The joy is also becoming more and more intense.

And under his feet, the floor, walls, and even the ceiling have long been covered by the magic circle he drew.

As long as he moves his magic power in his mind, the formation map will be fully effective, helping him to complete the entire demon summoning plan satisfactorily.

In fact, even Haierbo wanted to see for himself what the so-called "demon" that was summoned would look like.

"Come on... come on! I've already prepared everything, and I'm just waiting for 'you'!"

...

"Boom—"

A pile of ice crystal shards scattered all over the ground, Maka didn't even look at it, turned around and quickly left to the other side of the street, leaving only frost marks all over the road.

Up to now, not only Haierbo has noticed Maca's hunting of those soul collectors, Maca also feels that Haierbo's plot is about to reach a critical moment.

Haierbo was excitedly looking forward to the success of the plan, while Maca was running around London non-stop.

These two people have entered the final stage of acceleration.

According to the inference that Maca drew when he was preparing the plan to save Luna, what he has done so far is only to save Luna's life. As for the future that Delphi talked about, in theory, most of it still hasn't changed much.

Because, he is still on a time branch leading to catastrophe, but he is just one step closer to breaking through the limit of time rules.

And in order to reverse the future without triggering the forced intervention of the time rule, it seems very likely that all he has to do is to completely break Hai Erbo's plan.

"The demon summoning ceremony...he must not be allowed to complete!"

If Maca fails to do this, then even if he still has the last converter in Delphi's hands to go back in time, what he will face will inevitably be to exchange his "existence" for future "peace" .

And it's not clear at all whether it can be exchanged!

Because by that time, he himself would no longer exist, so how could he use his own eyes to confirm everything in the future?

Death, maybe it's really not scary, because then you definitely won't even be able to feel scared.

"die!"

When passing by three black-eyed wizards who were still wandering and killing in the streets, the Maca staff waved again.

In the first blow, the sharp and hard rod handle directly penetrated one of the heads; in the second blow, the regular frost-white light arc turned the other guy into an ice sculpture; and when the third blow was swung backhand, the thick thigh The beam of light insisted on pushing the one-person-high black ball, plowing a half-meter-deep frosty gully on the ground.

"Crack——"

The moment the cracking sound came out, the black shield shattered on the spot, and the collectors inside were turned into ice crystal fragments all over the ground.

At this moment, Maca, who had deliberately made a big commotion just now, suddenly noticed that several black thorns were flying towards him from high altitude.

He suddenly raised his head, stepped on his right foot suddenly, and then flew straight into the air like a cannonball. The second he passed those black thorns, he accurately stepped on the tail of one of them, speeding up his ascent by a few minutes.

However, under him, the black thorn that he stepped on subtly changed its direction in an instant, and suddenly pierced through the head of the second black-eyed wizard who had turned into an ice sculpture, killing him completely. nailed to the ground.

At the same time, Maca, who was constantly climbing in the air, took the time to take a look to the east—through the fog, he could see a giant ice crystal bird flying up and down in the distance. It kept splashing on several streets, but the accuracy was extremely high.

I went to Buckingham Palace earlier, and Maca left Harry there, but Delphi followed him back to the battlefields.

With her strength, her fighting efficiency was indeed much higher than that of Harry and Thomas.

As for Mr. Stewart, the principal of Ilvermorny... Maca didn't actually say anything to him when he left, but the other party followed him.

Although Maca didn't see where he was at the moment, but thinking about it... he shouldn't have come out to make trouble.

Feeling that the momentum of ascension had come to an end, Maca took out a magic book instead, and flew up by stepping on the book as usual.

"Stop it for me!"

Suddenly, Maka waved his staff again, and an invisible wave spread rapidly and abruptly. The two black-eyed wizards in front of him couldn't defend against the shock that contained the rules of the soul, and lost control of their bodies in an instant.

Even if it is only a momentary pause, in such a fast-paced battle, it is enough to make a huge change in the situation.

In the next second, Maca resolutely abandoned the magic book under his feet, and when he activated the "swift" ability, he burst into extremely fast speed in an instant.

Coupled with the fact that there were no obstacles in mid-air, he reached the opponent's side almost in a straight line in the blink of an eye. When he tapped his chest with his foot, the staff stabbed directly into the opponent's forehead.

With his sudden force, the black-eyed wizard who had lost his mobility was immediately kicked dozens of feet away by him, and then he saw a puff of ice crystals burst out from his forehead.

Maca himself, however, had already arrived in front of another enemy.

It has to be said that the reaction ability of these soul collectors is not slow. Often after Maca dealt with one of them, the second one had already set up its magic shield and was ready to defend.

Such a shield made of mysterious black matter is indeed quite strong. Even for Maca, it is difficult to break open the opponent's "turtle shell" without the power of rules.

But obviously, every time that thing is used, Maca will consume a lot of mana. With his current level, he would feel quite exhausted even after several times in a row.

Maca suddenly realized that maybe he should have brought Harry out—even though Harry himself might not have to, his Gryffindor sword was indeed a secret weapon to break the deadlock.

"Crackling..."

After the sound of freezing passed, the surface of the black ball was already covered with frost spots.

"clang!"

When Maca saw this, he slammed down the staff suddenly, making a dull sound like ringing a bell.

"Isn't that right?"

It was just a try, and since it didn't work, he immediately released a white brilliance, freezing the opponent, including his passport, into popsicles.

"Ok?"

Before the opponent fell down, Maca suddenly sensed a rather powerful wave of magic power, which made him quickly look in the direction of the wave while falling.

"This feeling...it should be the 'shadow magic' of Stuart before."

It seems that it is also good to have one more person to help search for the enemy.

"...How much time is left?"