Chapter 1953 More than Half of the Loss

If old Aslan were to defeat that gigantic demon, he thought it would be impossible for him to do so—even if he used his best and most powerful spells, he still couldn't hurt him a single bit.

In this way, how can we talk about invincibility?

However, if he was only asked to delay the other party for a while and buy time for the other companions to evacuate... It seems that he can barely try to risk his old life.

"boom--"

When the huge figure once again clenched its fists and slammed on the old wizard's head, he dodged in a state of embarrassment while suddenly aiming his wand at the ground under the pair of feet.

Quietly, the originally thick ground suddenly softened, and a large piece of soil turned into a swamp, which suddenly became extremely muddy.

It's a pity that compared to the opponent's huge body, the swamp transformed by old Aslan's transformation technique seemed a bit too shallow.

At that moment, I saw the other party slipping and tripping, and fell to the ground with a "bang". But in that "mud pit", he only turned over and got up again.

And when old Aslan was still trying to make the swamp as big and deep as possible, he didn't expect the other party to squat and jump in it, and jumped out of it.

"boom!"

Old Aslan, who dodged the opponent's heavy blow again, hastily opened up some distance, and only then had a gap to turn his head back.

At that moment, what he saw was the scene of everyone fleeing together—under the pursuit of many living corpses, everyone was trying their best to run to the south. Most wizards with broomsticks carried as many people as possible, including Charlie, but the number of broomsticks was obviously very limited, and many people could only run on the ground as best they could.

Therefore, scenes of being chased, intercepted, and even brutally killed by living corpses are happening everywhere.

"What's going on in this world...?"

Old Aslan sighed softly, and suddenly flicked his wand again, releasing an incomparably bright but seemingly harmless arc of light, and then when the huge demon rushed towards him under the spell, Once and for all, he narrowly avoided the ferocious stampede that was almost stained and killed.

Yes, if the big black man in front of him is just extremely powerful and has extremely high defense,

Be more careful to avoid the opponent's attack, it seems that it can be dragged on like this.

And in order to allow more people to escape from this place, old Aslan felt that his decision to stay and take a risk was very correct.

But soon, he realized that he was wrong—he had far underestimated the ability of this behemoth that appeared here inexplicably.

"Roar--"

Being repeatedly stomped and hammered by the old wizard dodging himself, this made the big black man extremely angry. I saw it roaring suddenly on the spot, and the next moment, it suddenly raised its right foot and stomped heavily on the spot.

"Boom!"

That's right, this big man does seem to have only strong physical abilities, but his strength has obviously reached an abnormal level.

With this sudden stomp, he immediately created a large circular pit that was bigger than the swamp created by old Aslan just now, and as the strong shock spread, when the mud and rocks splashed, a large area The cracks immediately spread to the surroundings.

This time, the old wizard was completely caught off guard, and was knocked down to the ground in the blink of an eye. Immediately afterwards, many large and small clods of rocks and soil flew across, and being hit by any of them would at least result in broken tendons and bones.

Fortunately, he finally reacted, and immediately stretched out his wand and cast an obstacle spell, which slowed down all the oncoming stones and was stopped on the way.

More clods of gravel and soil roared past around him, and the dust raised was gradually blown away, but old Aslan was shocked to find that the big man had disappeared.

Where did you go? How could such a large body just disappear without a trace?

Just as he was thinking this way, he suddenly felt that the top of his head was getting darker and darker. The next moment he raised his head suddenly, what he saw was a huge black object falling down like a meteorite.

"Varied--"

...

"Quickly, sit in front of me... Squeeze, I can take two people with me."

Charlie had just rescued another wizard who was stubbornly resisting in the siege of a group of living corpses. But just as he let the opponent sit on his broom and was about to fly into the air, he suddenly felt a powerful force attacking from behind.

"Boom—"

A terrifying shock wave pushed the three of them out, and at the same time, there was another terrifying roar.

The ground is trembling.

Charlie, who rolled on the ground for a long time before barely stopping, hurriedly got up and looked back, but what he could see from a distance was the surging dust and large landslides and ground subsidence in the camp.

"what happened?"

Because things happened so suddenly, even if people could see the aftermath, they didn't even know what happened.

All he knew was that things didn't seem to be going well with the old wizard.

"...If possible, go and take little Kate out of England!"

Charlie, who just couldn't help but want to go over to have a look, suddenly remembered the expression on the old Aslan's face when he mentioned his granddaughter. On the surface, there had been some quarrels between the grandparents and grandchildren in the past, but the family affection The bond was clearly never far from the two of them.

"Mr. Weasley, shall we... shall we..."

The two wizards rescued by him had also climbed up at this moment, and when they saw the scene in the camp, they couldn't help showing sad expressions.

In fact, there are still many companions in the camp who failed to escape, but now it seems that they will never come out again.

"Let's go, let's go!" Charlie shook his head, picked up the broom and stepped up, "Going back at this moment is undoubtedly an insult to the old knight's determination to die for us alone, and...we can do nothing arrive."

After beckoning the two to get back on the broom, Charlie controlled the broom and took off again, heading straight towards the still gray and foggy sky in the south.

Turning around suddenly, he only saw that huge demon standing in the center of the camp, roaring angrily at them who were fleeing quickly, with an extremely hideous and terrifying appearance.

As for the old wizard... Looking from here, he has completely disappeared.

After a while, Charlie, who gradually merged with other wizards who had successfully evacuated in the mist, roughly counted the number of people, but found that there were only less than half of the original number left. I don't know how many people among the other half were separated from them, and how many... lost their lives.

"In short... let's go to Weymouth first!" Charlie suggested with a heavy face.

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