Chapter 1685: One Trigger Is Imminent

"It's really embarrassing!"

After resting for a period of time and waiting for the potion to take effect gradually, Maca was finally able to move a little bit. So while laughing at himself like this, he propped himself up and leaned against a half-collapsed wall next to him.

At this moment, the gray fog is still frighteningly thick, giving people the feeling that the whole person is soaked in a huge pool filled with milk. If it wasn't for the fact that he could still see the ground he was sitting on and the brick wall behind him, Maca probably would have wondered if his eyes had been blown out of order.

And also because of the thick fog, Maca's magic power perception ability was also reduced by more than half. For his current situation, this is obviously a rather unfavorable state.

Because judging from the several confrontations with Haierbo during this period of time, the opponent seems to be completely immune to the negative effects of the gray fog. Not only that, maybe the permeation of the mist would bring some benefits to Hai Erbo.

It is conceivable that if Haierbo is gradually approaching here now, Maca may not be able to spot it until he is very close.

But having said that, the thing that puzzles Maca the most is why hasn't Hai Erbo appeared yet?

"Could it be that the close-range explosion just now caused some kind of damage to himself?"

As soon as this idea came to mind, Maca immediately shook his head and threw it aside—it was impossible, even himself, could barely survive under the protection of the temporary magic barrier, possessing the power of the devil. How could Haierbo, who is so tall, be injured?

But that being the case, what exactly was Haierbo doing during the period after the explosion?

Just when Maca was secretly hesitating, suddenly, a violent attraction that Maca felt very familiar suddenly appeared from a certain direction, pulling away the thick gray fog in the surrounding area of ​​the explosion like a whale. .

Maca, who was in the middle of the flowing mist, had to spend a lot of mental power to activate the "arrogance" rune and stabilize his soul.

Yes, this strange suction is exactly the same as the effect of the devouring mirror, at most, the power of swallowing is slightly weaker.

"Helbo."

Maca is almost certain that the source of this attraction is Hai Erbo himself. At the same time, he finally understood why Hai Erbo didn't chase after him right away.

It seemed that Hai Erbo wanted to use the large amount of mist released after detonating the living corpse to repair his damaged body.

However, even if Maca could infer this point, he was completely powerless about it. In his current state, just resisting this suction is already quite strenuous.

However, I don't know whether it is Maca's "lucky" or "unlucky", Haierbo swallowed the mist quite fast. After a while, he only felt that his field of vision became clearer and clearer, and it was obvious that the fog with the highest density was almost exhausted by the opponent.

Not only that, but according to the current situation, the area of ​​the fog that originally covered the outer suburbs of London will also shrink a bit...

But correspondingly, Haierbo's body is also rapidly recovering, and the weaknesses that were exposed because of the hard resistance to meteorites before are mostly gone now.

Under the ebb and flow, Maca's next fate is obviously self-evident.

After a while, the suction that tore Maca's soul finally disappeared. From the looks of it, Hai Erbo should have swallowed enough mist.

As for whether it will take some time for him to "digest and absorb", that is beyond Maca's guess.

But no matter what, the moment the suction stopped, Maca immediately dissipated the arrogance rune, and then took out a broomstick, and flipped it up with all his strength.

Now that things have come to an end, it is absolutely unwise to stay any longer. If possible, it is better to leave as soon as possible.

Yes, if possible—

"boom!"

Not long after flying out, Maca's eyes suddenly went dark, and he felt that he had bumped into an extremely hard object.

You know, the buildings nearby were all flattened by the previous explosion, so what else could he hit while flying in mid-air?

Maybe it was because he had consumed a lot of mental power just now to resist the suction, and Maca's reaction ability became much slower. It wasn't until he fell to the ground together with the broom that he realized that Hai Erbo had finally come.

"Boom!"

When approaching the ground, Maca finally released a momentum in time, offsetting the falling speed. Then, he fell to the ground with a "click".

After the fall, another burst of pain swept through his body that had not yet recovered, causing Maca to gasp.

However, he quickly rolled over and sat up.

But at this moment, Hai Erbo had already fallen from the sky and returned to the ground, and he just stood in front of him not far away and looked at him quietly.

"back to normal?"

Maca sat cross-legged in the middle of the ruins, looked at the right arm that had grown back, and asked knowingly.

On the other hand, Haierbo also cooperated, and then casually said:

"Well, but you were hurt."

There was a lot of ridicule in the other party's words, but it was unbelievably plain, and there was no sarcasm as Maca expected. Presumably, Haierbo is not a person like Malfoy after all, he doesn't disdain...or in other words, he will never be satisfied with the victory of words.

"Yeah!" Maca said slowly, frowning, "This world is like this, and no one knows what will happen in the next second—do it! But let me say it first, I won't Sit and die."

Even though the sitting posture looked very embarrassed, Maca's expression remained unchanged, with a slight indifference mixed with calmness, as if he had already expected that such a day might come to him.

"Oh, of course...of course!" Haierbo nodded, "I didn't expect you to compromise with me—just like just now, you didn't think I would give up from the beginning to the end."

Having said that, he suddenly raised his hand, and a ball of flames as black as ink appeared in his palm, swirling around as if it would shoot towards Maca at any moment.

Maca didn't move, he just sat on the ground, tilting his head weakly and squinting at Haierbo's every move. Looking at his appearance of not being able to hold back, it may be that he knows that he has no ability to attack in his own state, so he plans to try a defensive counterattack strategy.

For a moment, it seemed that even the surrounding air froze, and the whole scene was about to explode.