Chapter 1331 Planted by Oneself?

In the forecourt garden in front of the gate of Buckingham Palace, a horse-drawn carriage suddenly descended from the fog above, and drove along the carriage path in the middle of the garden directly to the steps at the gate of the palace.

After the carriage turned a corner and stopped sideways, a black-skinned bald wizard opened the door and walked down, then climbed the stone steps to the gate of the palace.

Naturally, the wizard who got off the carriage was undoubtedly Kingsley.

"Tut Tuk."

He only knocked on the door briefly, and the gate of Buckingham Palace opened immediately, and an Auror who was in charge of guarding the gate came out from behind the gate.

"Mr. Room Chief."

"Ok."

Seeing the other party stand still in front of him, he bowed his head slightly to say hello, and Kingsley immediately said:

"Go and tell that old bishop that I'm back."

"Understood, Mr. Chief."

The Auror was originally brought by Kingsley. At this time, Kingsley asked him to go, and he nodded immediately, then turned around and walked straight to the side hall inside.

Seeing this, Kingsley slowly moved two steps, and waited quietly outside the door.

Fortunately, the old bishop Davidson didn't keep him waiting for too long, and soon he saw the old man with the white beard in the teaching uniform walking steadily towards the door.

"Old Mr. Davidson, have you dealt with the Queen's affairs? I've brought the carriage here, it's a Thestral carriage—oh yes, on the way to the Ministry of Magic, I found that the dark wizards in the streets are very Not much. Especially those guys who manipulated the black liquid, I didn’t even see a single one.”

"Oh? Really?" Old Davidson couldn't help but understand when he heard it, "Mr. McLean's shot is really not comparable to ordinary people..."

After a little emotion, he changed the subject again.

"The Queen has fallen asleep. Mr. Potter and Mr. Longbottom are guarding over there. We can leave at any time. Now that there are many fewer dangers in the urban area, it is indeed a good time to withdraw from London."

"Well," Kingsley nodded immediately upon hearing this, "Let's get started! Although it looks safe outside now, in this period, no one can tell what will happen next! Let's go, Better yet."

Let's not mention others first,

At least Davidson and Kingsley, who are currently talking, both have good insight and wisdom. Although it is impossible for them to understand the devil summoning technique, they have already considered that Hai Erbo must have a backhand.

And at this moment, both of them suddenly caught a glimpse of a silver-white ray of light approaching rapidly in the distant mist, at an unusually fast speed. Just in the blink of an eye, the thing that was approaching here swooped down and fell towards Kingsley.

"This is—" Old Davidson asked in surprise, "Patron Saint?"

Although the former patriarch of a pure-blood family and the Archbishop of Canterbury can be called knowledgeable, the advanced use of the Patronus Charm was invented by Dumbledore in private back then—a creature like this that can move long distances alone Patronus, he had never seen it before.

"Yes, Patronus." Kingsley followed up, "The silver eagle belongs to McClain...He suddenly sent the Patronus here, probably to deliver some important news."

Before the words fell, the Silver Eagle folded its wings and tilted its head to look at the two of them, as if confirming Kingsley's words, and immediately said in Maca's voice:

"Kingsley, take the Queen out of London as soon as possible, and then you all don't come back—especially keep Harry and Neville on standby outside the city. I think you should also I have already guessed that there may be great danger in the city, you have to run fast!"

"Mr. McLean, 'great danger' means . . . "

"Mr. Davidson," Kingsley waved his hand when he saw that the other party was asking about the Patronus of the Silver Eagle, "Don't ask, the message sent by the Patronus is one-way, and it won't take back what you said .”

"Oh, what a pity."

The old bishop shrugged his shoulders, and after looking at the silver eagle shrouded in light and mist, he secretly admired its lifelike and delicate appearance, and then turned around and went inside the palace.

"Anyway, please wait a moment, I'm going to 'bring' Her Majesty over here."

...

When the foresighted Maca was trying to get the people of London out of the city as much as possible, Haierbo had already considered whether to throw the black guy behind him outside. London.

Because to be honest, with his current body, he can no longer keep up with the opponent's faster and faster battles. Although the spatial movement is fast, it still needs time to start, and no matter how short the time is, the interval between each time always exists.

Once the enemy's movement speed exceeds his space teleportation, the consequences are obvious.

Not to mention, one of Haierbo's shoulders has been injured. Although the pain does not exist on him, a dangling arm will inevitably affect his every movement.

"boom!"

Hearing another dull stomping sound not far behind him, Haierbo had no time to think about it. Immediately, he consumed mana again and used the space to move.

Then, I saw that the devil covered in pitch-black jade seemed to be teleporting, and the speed was so fast that it left afterimages where it stepped on.

This is the movement speed that Maca can only achieve when the "swift" ability is turned on to the maximum, and the physically powerful demon has also achieved the same.

"boom!"

There was another muffled sound and another afterimage. Haierbo had no choice but to use space movement again to avoid the opponent's huge accelerated attack.

The soul flame he left for the demon before is still attached to the other party's body - he can feel that the demon's soul is indeed being burned, but the speed of burning is too slow.

And until now, Haierbo didn't know that the strength of the demon's soul was amazing, so it was no wonder that the other party could also use space to move.

only……

"That guy can obviously use magic, why hasn't he used it much?"

Just as he was thinking, unexpectedly, the demon that was still chasing after him suddenly disappeared without a sound at the foothold just now.

"Is it the back again?"

Haierbo instantly realized that the demon was also intelligent, and... maybe not too low!

Because, the reason why the other party only occasionally uses the magic of space movement may be to prevent him from judging the timing and habits of its use.

This unexpected effect is obviously quite astonishing, after all, Haierbo's shoulder was injured just like that, wasn't it?

Thinking of the possibility of the demon reappearing in the blind spot behind him, he suddenly had a thought, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at another place not far away.

However, this time Hai Erbo seems to have guessed wrong again.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a fierce beating sound, Hai Erbo, who had just escaped from the state of space movement, felt a sudden numbness in the other shoulder, and then he couldn't even feel half of his body.

This blow is much stronger than the first time before!

"damn it."

Hai Erbo cursed in his ancient Greek, and at the same time cast Space Movement again and disappeared in place.

This time, the demon didn't go after it any more, only "it" looked up at Hai Erbo who appeared on the roof of the other side of the street, and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"Great sin...destruction!"

The next moment, Haierbo in the distance saw it raise its hand, and a black beam of light suddenly shot out from its palm, and went straight to Haierbo's position like lightning.

"That is--"

Haierbo instantly sensed something in that beam of light, but the timing was not right now, and he couldn't spare the time to think about the source of that familiar feeling.

When the beam of light was about to reach the body, his spatial movement also took effect at the same time, making him avoid it narrowly. Then, I saw the black beam of light silently passing through the wall of the building behind, as if nothing could stop it, directly leaving holes with smooth sections on the front and rear walls of a row of houses.

Seeing that Haierbo dodged his own attack again, the demon seemed completely devoid of emotion, showing no sign of irritation.

However, although the opponent is not angry, it does not mean that there is no follow-up pursuit. But this time, the devil's approach was very "devil".

In an instant, the guy suddenly moved the palm that was casting the black beam of light. Immediately, that beam of light was like an indestructible long stick, sweeping across the street recklessly.

On the other side, seeing this, Haierbo could only fly up into the air, releasing a disruptive magic in the air.

I have tried all kinds of attack magic before, but it still doesn't work. As a result, Haierbo also had to try to deal with it from other angles.

It's a pity that the demon's body's ability to resist magic is too strong. Even if his magic can have some effect, it is probably limited.

"No, it's meaningless to go on like this, let's let it go first!"

When Haierbo thought about it, he planned to cast a spell to repel him from this mirrored space. But who knew, Haierbo just paused for a moment to think about the problem, and soon he saw the demon moving directly in front of him unexpectedly.

"Boom!"

"Uh……"

Hai Erbo was stunned for a moment, because he realized that he had been punched in the chest and abdomen by the opponent before he could react. That strong sense of penetration clearly told him what happened.

"destroy!"

The next moment, one hand of the demon pierced Haierbo's body to restrain him, and the other hand directly greeted his head.

Haierbo really didn't expect that the opponent was so cunning that he even hid his speed, and he didn't use his full strength in the previous chase together.

And now... with this fist, the ending of his head is already self-evident.