Chapter 989 Interweaving of Ice and Fire

One step too late!

After several days of continuous tracking and investigation, Maca followed the remnants of the magic thread to eliminate many sources of bad luck. And by the way, he has also found many Muggles who are plagued by bad luck.

However, since the thread of doom would only get Muggles into some trivial troubles, Maca had long since paid the main attention to those who really suffered accidental deaths.

It's a pity that after so many investigations, he discovered that those missing people were often found by bad luck after someone around them died.

Even if he deliberately followed the magic threads several times to observe when they came into contact with Muggles, at most he could only see one or two corpses that were still warm.

That said, no matter how hard he tried, those traces of doom were unlikely to help him capture the moment the Muggle dead died.

After all, he was always one step late.

"Is there no clue on this person?"

In a Muggle fast food restaurant, Maca is squatting behind the counter, carefully inspecting a waitress whose life was taken by a customer. And just outside the counter, Sirius asked a question without looking back while taking back the wand that had just cast the Oblivion Curse and the Muggle Repelling Curse.

Because he knew that Maca probably wouldn't find anything from that corpse this time.

Sure enough, Maca quickly stood up and nodded slightly.

"It can't go on like this... The number of dead Muggles is still increasing, and we have to find a way out as soon as possible." He frowned and said, "Even if we don't have a clue, we must at least control this momentum first, otherwise it will be a nuisance." I'm afraid it will cause further panic on Gua's side."

Hearing this, Sirius couldn't help pondering and said:

"Then what about the 'source of misfortune' you mentioned? Let's put it aside for now?"

Since the spread of bad luck will not directly lead to death, there is no rush to clean it up... However, Maca has never dared to slack off on it.

"No one knows whether it is just an illusion at present, and after it paralyzes our attention, it will cause a worse situation in one fell swoop..." He shook his head and said, "Besides me, you are temporarily I haven't been able to sense the existence of those residual magic power yet."

"Then what should I do?" Sirius frowned accordingly, "How about... I will try to find as many people as possible, and use the number of people to make up for the lack of clues?"

"The efficiency will not be improved much. No matter how many people we recruit, we can't keep an eye on the tens of thousands of citizens in and out of London. Besides—"

Halfway through speaking, Maca thought about it secretly, and finally nodded.

"Forget it, you're right. At this point, the stupid way is still the way... Don't go looking for it, I'll let my little ones go for a walk!"

For a long time, Maca regarded the alienated giant spider group as a numerical advantage, and every time he needed manpower, he would send the little spiders to disperse.

For example, in Haifa City, large and small spiders even once occupied the entire city scene.

However, he is now in London, and in terms of area alone, it is worth more than twenty Haifa cities!

Plus,

He obviously couldn't bring the little ones back to normal size this time. In this way, the effect they can produce is naturally even smaller.

"...Little ones, go and observe the Muggles in the city! As soon as you see any signs of the dark arts, come back and tell me... Go!"

While Maca released a large number of spider swarms, it also gave them a short-term invisibility effect. As long as they are all scattered, Muggles will not notice the strangeness.

In the end, Maca still muttered:

"I'm afraid that's better than nothing."

...

Just as Maca expected, in the whole afternoon after releasing the spider, he still didn't get any valuable clues.

Seeing that it was dusk, and it would be dark again soon, Maca couldn't help but feel a little bored.

In today's day alone, there were more than 20 unrelated homicides on the table of the head of Scotland Yard's special case team. In fact, the actual number of new cases tracked by Maca was even higher than this number. More.

On the eastern outskirts of London, Maca was walking quickly along a park—he had been chasing this new trace of magic power for nearly half an hour. According to his experience in the past few days, another "source of doom" "It should be found by him soon.

But at this moment, he suddenly stopped walking, turned his head and looked into the sky.

"what is that?"

Probably because the thing floating in the air was too high, and the sky over London was covered with clouds as usual, so that he could not rely on magic perception, and it was difficult to distinguish what it was with his eyes .

If it wasn't for the evening, and the red sunset dyed most of the western sky, even if he kept staring there, he wouldn't find anything.

And even at this moment, he only noticed that faint gray shadow by accident.

But even so, Maca, who is currently lacking clues, cannot let go of this possibility.

But he didn't say anything, he just dropped the magic power residue that had been tracking for nearly half an hour, put on the illusion spell, stepped on the magic book, and rushed straight to the sky.

Observers on the ground often have biased judgments on things flying at high altitudes. When Maca chased all the way to a closer position, he realized that the speed of the gray shadow was much faster than he estimated.

Fortunately, his speed is never slow.

All I saw was Maca leaning over and squatting down in mid-air, holding the magic book with one hand, and slamming back with the other hand. Suddenly, he exploded with astonishing speed like a shell that had just been fired.

closer, closer...

In just a few minutes, he chased the gray shadow over ten miles of suburban urban areas, until he followed the sky over a wide lawn.

But just when he was about to see clearly what that gray shadow was, a large group of various creatures made of flames attacked him from the sideways, and the scorching air wave forced him to stop Gained momentum.

"Hula—"

A cold current containing cooling rules appeared all over Maca's body, engulfed by a large number of ice crystals formed by condensing high-altitude water vapor, and rushed towards those flame creatures.

Accompanied by the roar and explosion of hot and cold, the diffused air flow made Maca's robe rattle.

"Helbo, you finally appeared..."

He stood up from the magic book, and there was already a staff in his right hand. Seeing him standing against the wind above this high altitude, an extraordinary aura suddenly spread out intentionally or unintentionally.

"I don't know if I've been looking for you for several days?"

Although he couldn't find out exactly where Haierbo was right away, he could sense the general direction to some extent. And since he still can't perceive the exact location of the other party, it means that the old guy is still a long way from him.

"Have you been looking for me for a few days? Maybe...but I think it's not a very good time to meet...don't you think?"

Haierbo didn't show up, only his voice echoed softly under the sky. Even though the wind was strong in the sky, it did not prevent the words he said from being accurately conveyed to Maca's ears, and every word and sentence was extremely clear.

Maca looked at the direction where Haierbo was looming, and twitched the corners of his mouth expressionlessly.

Even though there were still a large group of flame creatures hovering and dancing in the airspace around him, almost completely surrounding him, he still remained unmoved.

"Of course I don't think so," he said coldly, "To be honest, let's not talk about the 'time to meet'... Actually, I don't want to see you at all, and I don't want to care about what you are doing—— "

"But, who made you harbor ill intentions behind your back all day long? Don't you have to make troubles to be happy?"

"Oh, it turns out that as long as I stay calm and do nothing, you won't come and fight me?" Haierbo's voice sounded again, "Although my intention is not to be with you forever. It's a pity that this may not be what you and I wish..."

"What's the meaning?"

This was the first time Maca heard a clear intention to avoid war from Haierbo, and he immediately asked.

But when Maca asked this sentence, Haierbo immediately said:

"It's nothing interesting... only those who understand it. If you don't understand, I don't seem to have any reason to tell you it-it doesn't do me any good!"

At this point, he seemed to not want to continue talking with Maca. And in the next second, Maca found that the surrounding flame creatures suddenly turned around and accelerated, rushing towards him.

This is not the first time Maca has encountered this scene. On the day when Haierbo just escaped from under the Bewitching Stele, he planned to use this move as the ending to get rid of Maca in one fell swoop.

And now, after changing his body again and again, Haierbo can finally control so many flame creatures at the same time in battle.

In an instant, Maca felt the pressure all over his body increase sharply.

It can be clearly felt that those flames that turned into various creatures are not ordinary raging fires, they are also products supported by the power of the first level of rules.

Compared with Maca's cooling rules, Haierbo's magic is obviously superior in terms of skills.

"Boom!"

Maca raised his staff at that time, controlled a huge amount of cold current to form a majestic hurricane of ice crystals, and managed to resist the attack of the flame creatures.

However, being defensive is not a long-term solution.

But at the next moment, Maca suddenly felt a turbulent flow of magic power appearing behind him, causing him to turn his head away.

"Who!"

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