Chapter 1590 Meteorite Broken

Can't stop it? I'm afraid I can't stop it.

After a few seconds of confrontation, Maca knew that the terrible impact could not be completely offset by just one person's strength. It is no wonder that the Ravenclaws would use things like "meteorites" to try to destroy the devouring force. Mirrored.

And perhaps more importantly... There seems to be some kind of strange power contained in this kind of meteorite from the universe. Even with the second-level soul rules that Maca currently masters, there is absolutely no way to use that obscure and slightly messy power of rules.

However, since he couldn't "softly" block the fast-falling meteorite in the safest and most effective way, it seemed that all he could do was to make his methods a little more "rough".

Leaving aside the unknown power of rules inside the meteorite, if it only targets the material that makes up the meteorite, "smashing" it when its speed is reduced to a certain level is obviously an acceptable way to deal with it.

After all, when he asked Hermione to make the pattern of the magic shield, he had already included this option in the selection range.

"Let's push harder!"

Those thoughts flashed through Maca's mind just now, and Maca immediately waved his hand back to Hogwarts behind him. The next moment, a beam of magic power spewed from the top of the astronomical tower, turning into a layer of translucent curved barrier that enveloped the entire castle inside.

At the same time, Maca raised his other hand again, and saw that the outer circle of stone slabs in the circular formation in front of him also began to erupt with magical brilliance.

In an instant, the black and white beams at the top of the staff no longer intertwined with each other, but turned into straight lines parallel to each other and shot high into the sky.

The beams of light did not become thicker as Maca increased its output, they just became more and more condensed, to the point where they would not affect each other at all.

And until this moment, Maca had the time to pay attention to the meteorite in the night sky. It can be seen that it is rapidly growing in size in the field of vision, wrapped in a purple flame that cannot be extinguished even by the power of cooling rules, And the majestic and restless magic flow, forcibly suppressing the two regular beams released by Maca and flying towards this side.

The power of rules is colliding, black, white, and purple are intertwined and flying under the night, and the power of destruction is accompanied by a beautiful scene.

Unfortunately, beauty is always short, and often fleeting.

In the eyes of ordinary people in distant cities, perhaps it is just a dazzling arc of light flashing heroically under the starry sky,

A bright spot of light that gradually faded was left on the retina.

However, for Maca who was facing the impact, every second seemed to be elongated by the rules of time, and everything seemed so clear.

As a matter of course, when he was about to unleash a powerful blow to completely smash the meteorite, he saw a familiar figure that did not surprise him.

"McLean, we meet again so soon."

Haierbo, who suddenly appeared beside Maca, didn't speak. He just looked up at the meteorite falling at high speed just like Maca.

But Maca knew that if there was that time, the other party would probably say such meaningless nonsense, and it was right to say hello.

Of course, Haierbo must be guessing what Maca is thinking at this moment—for example, he may think that Maca probably doesn't want to see him at all now!

Ok! If Hai Erbo really thought so, then he was totally wrong.

In the next second, Maka suddenly pulled out the magic staff stuck on the ground, and thrust his backhand into Haierbo's chest beside him.

That guy's sword wound hasn't healed yet!

However, when Maca thought that Haierbo would definitely fight back, he didn't expect this guy to allow him to stab the tip of the staff into the gap between his chest and abdomen.

Immediately afterwards, Maca saw the other party stretch out his left hand like lightning and grabbed the staff, while his right hand clenched his fist and slammed it towards his face.

If he gets hit this time, it won't be enough to leave a little nosebleed!

Maca frowned tightly, gritted his teeth secretly, and let go of the staff. Then, Haierbo felt a huge momentum coming from the end of the staff, pushing against him and flying towards the meteorite in the air.

Maca's staff was still stuck in his chest, and the magic power of the riot made him unable to move in space, and his limbs could not exert force well in the air. In addition, the meteorite was already very close to him at this moment, and it was even more difficult to avoid it.

That's right, if Haierbo doesn't show up, that's fine. Once he shows up here, Maca's idea is to try to get him to have a "head-to-head" with the meteorite.

"Aren't you very 'hard'? Except for the sword of Gryffindor, nothing else can cut you... Then I don't know, is the impact of the meteorite strong enough to 'beat your back'?"

"boom--"

At the moment when Haierbo's back was about to hit the meteorite, Maca suddenly raised his hand to support it, adding another towering barrier to Hogwarts Castle behind him.

Immediately, the meteorite, which was so bright that it was almost scorching, showed a tendency to crack.

The friction between Maca's two regular light beams and the atmosphere has reduced the meteorite's original diameter of more than 300 feet by two-thirds. The rock shell and the remaining ice layer have basically been burned away, and the rest is almost Nothing but hot metal.

However, even though this "little guy" has shrunk by two big circles, the energy it contains is still amazing. What Maca didn't expect was that at that moment, Haierbo, who collided with the meteorite, made an extremely unexpected move!

In the blink of an eye, regardless of the terrible high temperature on the surface of the meteorite that even he could not easily bear, and the devastating impact, he turned over and punched with all his strength.

When the pitch-black demon's fist touched the meteorite, the high-temperature purple flames directly vaporized half of his fist. And what followed was the huge friction force that made his thick arm disappear inch by inch, and in the end he almost bumped into it with his shoulder.

However, Haierbo obviously couldn't be so "kind", he would never use his body to help Maca resist the falling meteorite. The reason why he did this was because his fist was not aimed at the front of the meteorite when it fell - he blasted his fist at the side of the meteorite from the beginning!

"boom!"

There was another loud explosion, and Maca on the ground was stunned to watch Haierbo forcefully blast the meteorite out of its original orbit. When it was suddenly broken, it turned into countless high-speed lasing meteorites and fell behind Maca. castle.

Maca opened the magic barrier with all his strength, preparing to bear the huge impact, but he couldn't say a word anymore.