Chapter 2302 Anger Is Destroyed by Anger

"What are you still doing in a daze? Do you really have to wait for that kid to go crazy before he recovers and starts to regret it?"

If there hadn't been such a sudden voice to remind everyone present, Delphine, Hermione and other partners would have continued to hesitate, so that they completely missed the last chance to rescue Harry.

After all, although they made up their minds to kill the demon "anger" on the spot today, after all, none of them had the experience of killing a demon in the past -- when they couldn't be sure that the extremely powerful guy was really "dead" "Under the circumstances, no one dared to act rashly.

"As an ally now, I think I may be able to give away one more 'goodwill reminder' for free," the thick and deep voice added leisurely again, "if that kid's will is completely ruled by the 'Rule of Anger' If it is corroded, then no one can recover, and at that time... Hey, I don't think you would like to see your companions become lunatics, killing people around with an extremely sharp sword, blood The scene of flowing into a river, right?"

"...the Lord of the Living Corpses?"

Hermione, who was relatively far away from the center of the battlefield, heard the familiar voice behind her, and immediately looked back subconsciously, and then saw a tall figure that had never appeared in the entire battle before, quietly Standing silently on the top of a hill not far away. And behind him, the "younger brother" of the pair of living corpses is also standing with his head bowed at this moment, like the former's most loyal servant.

Because no one noticed their arrival, at this moment it was even hard to tell whether they had just arrived, or had actually been watching silently and coldly.

And... another demon, where is Pride now?

Although there are many questions, the reminder the other party just made is the same... No, it is more important than these things right now! There was no room for them to delay any longer.

Hermione just called the other party unconsciously, and immediately remembered Harry who was still not out of danger, so she turned around again the next moment, and ran towards the direction where the demon's head fell to the ground.

At the same time, Ginny, Hannah, Alexander, and Erns, who had been dragged out of the battlefield by Neville before, also gathered there one after another.

Only Sarah and Safina, before rushing over together, glanced here several times intentionally or unintentionally.

"Look at me? I don't have anything to look at."

The "Lord of Living Corpses" who suddenly appeared on the top of the hill didn't even look at them, but turned his head slightly to look at the headless body of the giant demon "Wrath",

He shook his head nonchalantly.

"'Anger' will be destroyed by 'anger', that's it, the most correct ending." He muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

...

If there is no one to help, I will really sink completely in the ocean of rage!

At this moment, Harry, who is still ignorant of the external situation, is trying his best to hold on, and can't help but think this way—he didn't want to bother others, but it's a pity that he is really about to be powerless to fight against the turbulent waves right now. waves of rage.

It's just that I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a long time, but it seems that only in the next second, a force that is equally majestic but with a strange warmth suddenly flows into his consciousness like a clear spring in a mountain stream , the anger that had already been aroused to an extreme level was gradually extinguished.

After a while, he vaguely heard some noisy movements, which suddenly lit up his sea of ​​consciousness that was dark and silent due to the loss of five senses.

"...Press him... Use more force, don't let him move, I need..."

It seemed to be Delphi's voice, except... who was she talking to? Who are you talking about messing around? Who to hold down?

"me?"

As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, Harry suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and his limbs seemed to be pinned down tightly, making him unable to move. Only there was some coolness on the forehead, as if there was a hand on it, and the gentle force just now seemed to come from there.

Then……

"Huh? Why... there are water drops on my face? Is it raining?"

The return of all kinds of lost and regained feelings made Harry a little uncomfortable, but this undoubtedly showed that he was gradually recovering from the previous state of near despair.

After more than ten minutes, he finally stretched his heavy eyelids open, and although it was not very bright, the light that he had longed for several times poured into his pupils.

"Patter."

I don't know if the senses I just retrieved are too sensitive or what, I can even hear the sound of the unknown drops of water dripping on my cheeks clearly.

And as the light in front of his eyes narrowed slightly, the faces gradually became clearer.

"Ginny... your... tears? I thought it was raining!"

The voice squeezed out of his extremely dry throat was naturally hard to hear, and even Harry himself felt a little uncomfortable listening to it, but it was no different from the sound of nature when it entered the ears of Ginny and the others.

"Wake up! Harry, you're awake—" Ginny's soft cry of surprise sounded, and then she hurriedly turned her head and said, "Miss Hohenheim, it's all right...you can let him go, his arms It's about to be crushed."

"Mr. Potter is so fragile, but he is very strong!"

Although Sarah spoke so casually, she immediately waved her hand lightly, causing several tall alchemy dolls to step aside.

And it wasn't until this moment that Delphi, who had put his palm on Harry's forehead, withdrew his hand, looked at Harry who had regained himself, and nodded thoughtfully.

"It should be fine," she said with a slight nod of her head, "but I have to say, this is somewhat of a fluke... Miss Granger, Miss Weasley... and Mr. Potter of course, if you want to blame me, I don't have any opinions—after all, I made such a temporary judgment at the time, and there was indeed an element of gambling in it."

Hearing Delphi suddenly say such words, leaving aside Ginny and Hermione who were a little silent afterward, at least Harry was still confused. He almost didn't know what happened just now, and why Delphi said such apologetic words.

It wasn't until he turned his head slightly full of doubts, and then saw the huge black head not far away that even people lined up in front of him could not completely block it... He had a vague understanding.

"Is the demon... dead?"

Harry smacked his mouth and licked his chapped lips, and asked in a somewhat dull tone.

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