Chapter 1630 The Muggle Manipulating the Hurricane

In recent days, the weather has been sunny and sunny, and life has been more peaceful and leisurely.

Without Hai Erbo's wrecking havoc, the group of living corpses still waited obediently in the middle of the mist. Both wizards and Muggles in Europe and the United States were silently watching.

Of course, at least on the surface, it is true.

Unfortunately, in fact, many people know in their hearts that such days will not last for too long.

The wizards are worried about Haierbo's comeback, and they are even more worried that Maca McClain will not be able to stop him; the Muggle leaders are paying attention to the evolution of the current situation, and the undercurrent is raging under the water.

As for Maca himself... Obviously, he also felt that the situation in the near future would not be optimistic. When Haierbo regained his strength...and even mastered the rules of death, this small-scale battle might get out of hand.

And his preparation for this is the ongoing research on the activation of Muggle magic power.

For him, perhaps when he expected that Haierbo might not be found, he was already ready to welcome the future era of endless wars.

"……Next person."

Maca sat on the sofa and waved lightly at the guards waiting by the side.

Due to the increasing duration of each experiment, the process of each experiment has become more and more dangerous. Now the place where the reagent test is carried out in the royal family's manor of Macalina has been replaced by a heavily guarded basement.

But in the past few days, none of the people who observed the test results with him here have changed.

The queen and the prince still sat next to him, Kingsley and Delphi still stood behind him, and even the old bishop Davidson, who was excluded by Maca, stayed outside the gate with the guards every night with.

At this moment, after Maca greeted him, he saw the guard who was already beaded with sweat on his forehead, hesitating and walking over boldly.

His name is Barbre, a Muggle guard dedicated to the British royal family.

To be honest, in the eyes of others, he may be a lucky man—working for the royal family, he has quite high benefits and treatment, and his life is quite good when he is not on duty.

He has a wife that makes his sisters envious,

There are also three children who can go to high-end schools donated by the royal family, and his parents are even more respectable and unparalleled among the neighbors.

And as for Barbre himself... Honestly, what era is this now? In his opinion, the so-called "service" is nothing more than a statement with a sense of historical honor.

Do not believe? Look at those seniors! Work in the royal family for a few years to gain seniority, and then transfer to a local government to take up a moderate position. If you are lucky, you will continue to climb two more steps, if you are not lucky, you will retire peacefully.

What kind of "service life" is this? But it's all work, it's not much different from opening a bakery to make bread and sell it to others every day.

But he never imagined that one day, when the time came for him to "serve" for the royal family, he realized that what he had signed at the beginning was definitely not a dead letter!

Yes, his wife lives happily at home, but his home is allocated by the royal family; the children enjoy perfect facilities and teaching in the high-end school, but the school is also owned by the royal family...even his parents, everyone Yue is also receiving a rather high family allowance.

When he suddenly woke up at this moment, he realized that everything in his life had already been wrapped up by the power of the royal family, and there was no room for him to escape from it and make a new choice.

"The third one."

Under Maca's signal, he took out the middle one from the leather test tube bag on the table, but after pulling out the oak cork, he stopped there stiffly again.

Huge psychological pressure is oppressing Barbre's nerves—although the previous experiments were directly blocked by the Queen within a very small range, he is not the first user of this test.

Looking at the two companions in front of him, their limbs twitched and fell into a coma, his scalp felt like it was being pricked by a needle, and it was tingling and numb.

Fortunately, perhaps the queen was already used to such a situation, so she didn't bother to urge her, but waited silently with Maca for a while.

Not long after, when the guard couldn't help but glanced at the expressionless queen and prince, he finally gritted his teeth and poured the strange-looking liquid medicine in the test tube into his mouth.

It was a messy smell, a bit like rust, but mixed with more other strange smells, it was really indescribable.

Just "it's okay", soon, he found that he didn't have to think about the taste of this liquid at all.

"Uh... ah..."

Under the careful proportioning of Maca, the effects of this batch of reagents are actually much less severe than those at the beginning. However, due to the fundamental contradiction, it is still unavoidable for the experimenter to feel the pain caused by the divergence of the drug effect.

"No-ah! I-my head-"

By stimulating the spirit to increase the strength of the mental power, and using the strengthened mental power to activate the dead magic power in the Muggle body, this is a general direction Maca is currently optimistic about.

Of course, then, a severe headache during the arousal is almost a given. Unless the user has a strong enough and tenacious will, then maybe he won't be in such severe pain as Barbre is now.

"Is it still not working?"

Seeing the other party's pain and difficulty breathing, Maca frowned slightly, and hurriedly wrote a few notes in his notes. After that, he seemed to let the other party faint, so as not to continue to bear the more intense pain.

In Maca's judgment, he believed that the medicinal effect of this dose should be too low, not enough to awaken the magical power in the user's body.

After all, until now, there has been no magic runaway like the first few nights when the first experiment was conducted.

But just when Maca was about to stun the guard named Babre, his hand suddenly stopped. And at the next moment, a rather strong airflow suddenly blew up!

If it hadn't been for testing in this empty basement this time, it is estimated that the things in the whole room would have suffered again.

"Bang! Bang!"

Ok! It seems that this time it was not a thing that was seeded, but a person——I saw that the remaining two guards who were standing by the side were swept up by the gust of wind, and then flung them to the ground without any resistance. Hard walls.

Here, Maca was only concerned with protecting Delphi and the queen first, and didn't have time to help them block it for a while.

But in fact, what made him too late to react this time was actually the accident that happened to the guard Barbre.

"The magic power has been activated successfully? And it continues to increase?" Maca narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Barbre in the center of the storm and said in his heart, "Is this... Could it be that the dose is actually correct?"