Chapter 869: Raging Spider Tide

"Wow--"

As soon as Maca raised his head, he stepped on the water to get his head out of the water.

"Huh? You... what's going on? Why do you all go to the sea to swim?"

As soon as he appeared, he found himself submerged in the salty sea water. And around him, there were two figures just like him, rising and falling with the surging waves.

Although the sea surface at night is a little dark, it is not a big problem to distinguish human faces. Maca took a closer look, who else could it be if it wasn't Lupine and Sirius?

Seeing that Maca suddenly appeared and splashed water all over his face inadvertently, Lupine could only wipe his face while stretching out his fingers roughly towards the southeast.

"Originally there was a boat, but it didn't take long for the Muggle iron warship to come out. The two of us saw it, so we had to go into the water as soon as possible..."

After finishing speaking, he sighed with a bitter face—the wound on his abdomen was aching again, and it was difficult for his lower body to exert his upper strength. He had to be supported by Sirius to float on the sea.

On the other side, Sirius shook the wand in his hand, and slightly pursed his lips.

"I'm worried that some people will notice if I cast the spell, so even the bubble head spell is useless..." He first complained casually, and then frowned slightly, "Maka, why are you here so soon Didn't you say you'll wait until Hai Erbo has a firm foothold before intervening?"

Yes, when Lupine and Sirius came over, Maca did point out the timing of this intervention. It's just that the current situation is obviously far from what he expected.

"Plans should also follow changes, shouldn't they?" Maca said with a light smile, "Speaking of which, it's not because of you... The water here is very muddy at first, but at least there is no storm on the surface, but as soon as you made a move, you turned the water Hai Erbo went to the shore."

From Maca's point of view, this is actually a good thing, because it can not only meet the needs of procrastination, but also prevent Haierbo from developing smoothly.

But of course, such a move of setting fire to the city is not something that can be imagined by just looking for someone. That is, Sirius, who inadvertently guessed Haierbo's intention of seeking stability under the turmoil, which made it difficult for the other party to conceal it.

According to Maca's original estimate, it was impossible for the Federation to organize a manpower to rush over so quickly, and during their preparations, Haierbo would have plenty of time to make careful calculations.

"Anyway, it's definitely beneficial to do so," Maca said happily, giving Sirius a thumbs up, "It will keep Haierbo busy for a moment, even if it makes me run a few more times in the middle of the night, it's worth it!"

While talking, he glanced towards the coast a few times, all kinds of magic spell lights flickering back and forth were mixed with a series of explosions that had nothing to do with wizards, it was very lively.

"Don't talk for now!" He said, "If you don't go there, Akinbad will have to find me desperately..."

While Maca was talking, he suddenly grabbed a potion bottle from the water and stuffed it into Lupine's hand.

"In the cipher text, you mentioned that you were injured, but now it seems that the injury is not serious... Take this, drink the whole bottle, and then you two go back together! Take a good rest... Thank you for your hard work."

"What's so hard about it? I can't wait to live such an exciting life every day! It makes me feel that I'm really immature!"

Sirius was as happy as ever, but thinking about it, he was actually this kind of person. Lupine, on the other hand, grabbed the medicine bottle that had been handed to his palm, and nodded along the way, with some emotion clearly flashing across his eyes.

"Aren't you working hard yourself?"

When Lupine said these words, Maca had already stepped on the magic book and left the sea, and flew towards the land quickly.

...

Akinbad is still staying in the original square at this moment, but he has already found a bench at the edge and sat down.

If he had to say it, he actually didn't want to sit down at all, after all, the terrible scene in Haifa City had already made him want to jump around in a hurry.

But as the person in charge of this temporary operation and the president of the International Federation of Wizards, if he doesn't calm down, can those who follow him to exchange their lives for peace in the magic world still be able to calm down?

However, no matter how calm he was on the surface, his heart was still like an active volcano ready to explode. If the situation continued to collapse like this, Aginbad might start scolding his mother at any time.

When Maca stepped on the magic book and appeared in front of him, the current president stood up from the bench in a snap.

"Oh, you're finally here—"

When the remains of the two generations of Dark Lords were collected and inspected, he could also be said to be the first group of people to arrive at the scene.

Remembering the scene he saw in front of Dumbledore's ice coffin at that time, Aginbad felt that he would probably never forget it in his life.

Think about how much influence the two generations of Dark Lords had on the European magic world? How many wizards' lives and lives were cut off for this?

But in the end, two unborn black wizards fell at the hands of a young man at the same time, who could not be amazed?

Therefore, even if Aginbad took Dumbledore's class and became the president of the International Federation of Wizards, he still treated this young man equally.

No, sometimes he would even look up subconsciously, and occasionally look back and think about it, isn't this exactly the same mood as when he looked up at Dumbledore back then?

"McLean, look at this...the Muggles have already dispatched a lot of combat power, this...can't go on any longer!"

Seeing Aginbad's impatient posture, Maca couldn't understand the other party's mood. The so-called seeks to govern in his position, and the responsibility of the president, Aginbad, is to "maintain world peace."

Although it is a bit embarrassing to say this, but judging from the current development trend of the magic world, what he did is really such a mundane thing.

"I came all the way to have a look just now, you must have ordered your people to try to retreat?" Maca waved his hand and said, "You first send another order so that they don't think about leaving the battle anymore, Haierbo's subordinates are all dogs, and they won't let go if they bite right—"

As he said, Haierbo didn't seem to intend to let those reformed "subordinates" go back alive this time, and almost everyone was dragging the Federation's Aurors and inspectors to death.

Because of this, the power of the Muggles has nothing to restrain them, and the sound of guns and artillery has almost become the main theme in Haifa City at the moment.

And in this way, the wizards of the Federation, who had the intention of retreating, became the party with the most casualties.

Of course, ordinary Muggle firearms and ammunition, even rockets, have limited effects on spells.

Except for being caught off guard at the beginning, or being held back by enemy wizards in the middle, it is really hard to make a move... Otherwise, it is actually very difficult to cause fatal damage to this group of elite wizards.

The so-called "casualties" are still dominated by "injuries" at the moment.

After admonishing not to forcibly leave the battle, Maca went on to add:

"...Of course, the decision to withdraw the staff is correct. There is another sentence you must convey to everyone: Remember, let them never attack the spiders that appear in a while."

"What spider?" Akinbad was startled.

"In short, you just need to convey it..." Maca said, pointing to the badge of the Federation on his chest, "hey, hurry up, the longer it is delayed, the more difficult it will be."

Akinbad himself had no good ideas for a long time, so he could only do as he said. At least Maca looks confident now, much more reliable than himself!

When the president pointed to the badge with his wand and finished the two orders, there was no further delay on Maca's side.

But he directly took out a palm-sized leather bag from his sleeve, raised his hand and threw it on the floor of the square.

"Come out, little guys, work..."

After several years, the alienated acromantids cultivated by Maca have been bred for nearly seven generations.

Since he kept these spiders around from the beginning, he had no worries about food and no natural enemies, and even the most difficult young spiders rarely died.

Until now, Maca himself doesn't know how many are in the bag.

And as Maca called out, the leather pocket that landed on the floor tiles immediately began to rush out spiders, not to mention that the scene was very infiltrating.

Aginbad saw that the feet were crowded with dense black spots, and he could even hear the chaotic crawling sound on the side of his head, so startled that he subconsciously wanted to back away.

"Don't move!" Maca stopped him immediately, "If you trampled a few of them to death, even I can't guarantee that you can go back alive..."

After a little warning to Akinbad, he pointed at the opponent's chest again.

"Look clearly, don't touch anyone with this stuff on them, and turn the rest of the wizards into stone sculptures. As for those creatures without magic power, they can fight back, but they are not allowed to actively attack—do you understand?"

At the same time as Maca ordered, a lot of spiders were still pouring out of the small leather pocket.

It can be seen that the biggest ones are no more than the size of a fingernail, but looking around, the entire square is almost covered by these small black things.

"Your words... can they understand?"

Hearing Akinbad's doubtful question, Maca shrugged.

"The little ones don't understand, but as long as the big ones understand it! The efficiency of spiders' communication is much more convenient and faster than ours..."

After casually explaining something, Maca waved his hand.

"Let's spread out! You can get back into shape after leaving the square, remember not to run too far and fail to come back!"

Savoring the feeling of Maca walking the streets with children, Akinbad didn't know what to say. In fact, his first reaction to this was - if Maca wanted to occupy the city, it would probably take less than half an hour.

"Oh, by the way," Maca suddenly turned around and said, "Someone should come to solve the Muggle problem later, you should prepare first..." ()

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