Chapter 1945 Death Invitation

The seal failed.

This is not because Maca's imitation of the stone box doesn't work, but because...it simply didn't have time to exert its due effect.

When Maca only felt a trance in his mind for a while, and came back to his senses again, he found that the stone box that was just about to be used had been left on the ground at some point.

And his hand actually reached out to the vicinity of the black box again.

Maca is sure that he has always resisted the tempting power it exudes. In other words, what caused him to involuntarily reach out to the black box frequently was indeed another kind of thing that he couldn't detect.

"So, what else is constantly affecting me?"

He stepped back subconsciously again, keeping himself away from the weird black box again, while frowning in thought. Even in order to prevent himself from trying to touch the black box unconsciously, he cast a spell on his hands, directly making them stick to each other.

Unfortunately, it seemed that the whole world was telling him bluntly that all the measures he had taken were futile—just as he was thinking about countermeasures, the familiar scene repeated itself again.

This time, even Maca himself didn't notice, he inexplicably untied the strong sticking spell he had just cast on his hand, and then went to the black box again and stretched out his hand.

If you observe it yourself, you can find that the distance between his hand and the black box is getting closer every time, and this time it is almost touching the surface of the cover of the black box.

However, at the moment when he was about to touch the lid of the box, he saw a layer of hazy ripples suddenly appearing in the devouring mirror placed directly in front of him. At the same time, a hand suddenly protruded from the chaotic mirror, and accurately clasped Maca's wrist.

"McLean, wake up."

A voice came faintly from the other side of the mirror, awakening Maca who was still immersed in thinking. Maca looked down at his right hand that was being firmly grasped, and then walked along the opponent's arm with a dazed expression, and looked at the Devouring Mirror.

The world in the mirror is still chaotic and incomprehensible, Maca can only vaguely see a figure in a black felt coat with short white hair standing inside, the whole person follows the chaos in the mirror Slightly distorted and deformed by the mist.

only one arm,

Protruding out from the mirror, clasping his right wrist tightly.

But... yes, Maca recognized the other party.

"Mr. Greenwald, long time no see." Maca let the other party grab his wrist, and said, "I thought you might have found Professor Dumbledore... haven't you?"

As soon as the words fell, he heard the voice from the mirror again:

"It was Albus who sent me."

"Oh, then should I congratulate you first?" Maca nodded clearly, "So, what about the professor? I thought he should be the one who came to see me, but I didn't expect... put this mirror on the The decision here is correct, but it is you who came to help me."

"Because Albus has other things to do... You put this thing in front of the Devouring Mirror, which just showed us a new path, and he is going to see it now."

In the mirror, while speaking, Greenwald lowered his head and glanced at his feet.

It wasn't until then that Maca realized that the black box had been reflected in the world inside the mirror along with the mirror. It's just that the world in the mirror is too blurry and chaotic for Maca, if Greenwald doesn't look at it, Maca can't even detect it.

And after the other party lowered his head and took a look, Maca heard him continue:

"McLean, Albus wants me to tell you - if it is really impossible, you can also come to our side and travel with us. Because death is not terrible."

"Is that what the professor said?"

Maca was about to scratch his head with his left hand, but found that he almost reached out to touch the black box again, so he quickly shook his arm and put his hand into his pocket, before saying:

"These words come out of your mouths, it is really very convincing... But, yes! Let me think about it again..."

He said he was going to them, but he actually wanted Maca to give up his life—with Dumbledore and Grinwald leading the way, maybe Maca could really go to the place that Dumbledore took him to see. place.

And more importantly, once he went there, he no longer had to worry that he would accidentally open the damn broken box at his feet.

However……

"By the way, have you seen Haierbo's remnant soul over there?" Maca suddenly changed the subject, "I think you should know what you said—that guy made this mirror into his Horcruxes."

"I've seen it," Greenwald replied when he heard it, "it's a note with some faded ancient Greek writing on it."

"A note?" Maka was startled, but quickly shook her head again, "Anything is fine... In short, can you destroy it for me? If Haierbo is still there, I am willing to die , don’t dare to die?”

Unfortunately, Greenwald immediately said:

"It can't be done—Albus and I are just bystanders. Here, it's hard for the rules to affect us, and it's hard for us to interfere with the rules...you can only be a bystander. Give you a hand like this, That's the limit—maybe Albus can do more, but even he can't break the rules."

"Hearing what you said, I realize that I don't even want to go to your place." Maca couldn't help curling her lips when she heard this.

"But here, truth can be sought without limit."

Greenwald was talking, but Maca found that the hand he was holding on to her had gradually faded away, and the strength of holding her wrist was obviously weakening rapidly.

"It's time," Greenwald quietly let go of Maca's arm, and retracted his hand to the world inside the mirror, "I should go...McLean, think about it! You are a real wizard— —At least Albus and I felt that we were right."

"Hey, wait! You haven't told me about this black box—"

Maca originally wanted to say something more, after all, it was rare to have someone to discuss with. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a wave of familiar magic power suddenly appearing outside the cave, and gradually approached here.

"Huh? Hai Erbo is here... In short, you wait! Mr. Greenwald, at least you have to do me a favor!"