"Hmm ... um ... Muriel ..."

At this moment, Martin didn't even know if he was dead or alive.

When he was enveloped by the darkness that Haierbo had just turned, he just felt as if everything was far away from himself ... including the sound of insects near this night, including those crazy wizards watching around indifferently, including the city of London under his feet ... and even his own body.

Yes, that's like the whole soul is locked in a small black room, except for his consciousness, he can't feel anything.

And after that, just for a moment, even his remaining self-consciousness slowly faded away ... Is that the feeling of death? Obviously, he never died, so he didn't know.

However, just as he thought he would be so full of loneliness and unwilling to tell others, suddenly a very strange and inexplicable force poured into his body quickly from the whole body.

And, at the same time, a voice that he would never forget in his life suddenly rang loudly in his consciousness ...

To be honest, the voice was more like a murmur in his ears, and he couldn't hear a word clearly. But he knew that it was definitely Muriel's voice.

"Mu ... Lil ..."

It's complicated, but it's just a little while, Martin just felt that he felt his body again.

His tongue wasn't too tight, and his throat was rattling. But he still shouted the name that was always filled with his heart, as if it would give him more power.

But the fact seems to be true, because soon, he was seen as stiff and slowly climbed up like a puppet.

"It's like--has life and self-will?"

Because the fog above was showing a vision, Haierbo, who was standing not far from him, looked up and looked at the vortex formed by the fog, as if he hadn't realized that he had recovered.

No, maybe this old guy already thought he must be dead?

this is a good chance!

Martin lifted his right hand hard—his wand, even when he was almost unconscious, was still holding it in his hand. And now he can finally use it to point at that **** Haierbo again!

"Avada--" "Oh!"

The green light suddenly disappeared, Martin flew out without warning, and then fell heavily on the hard slate ground. Because the remaining power was not gone, he even rolled out a distance without resistance, and then he lay sideways in front of those crazy wizards as if he had fallen apart.

"interesting……"

During the entire process, Haierbo did not even lower his head. After flipping Martin back with a backhand, he still looked up at his neck, muttering to himself as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"... The little girl who is the summoner's introduction can still incorporate her own will into these escaped energies? Huh ... really interesting."

On the other side, Lu Ping squinted his eyes slightly, remembering Martin's short shot and the counterattack he had just suffered.

In fact, although he couldn't understand what Haierbo said at this time, he didn't know what kind of state Martin was in right now. But from his careful observation, he noticed an unobtrusive fact.

Just now he saw that Martin's unfinished killing spell was definitely more powerful than before, and if he cast it out, maybe Haierbo would not be able to please it.

With the current abnormal changes in the mist, and the reality that Martin can climb up after experiencing the strange magic of Haierbo, Lupin realized that something must have happened before that he did not understand.

However, no matter whether Martin has become stronger at that moment or no matter where he got the power from, he is far from being the opponent of Haierbo after all. Not to mention hurting Haierbo, in front of the other side, he couldn't finish a spell.

However, Martin was still reluctant to give up ... No, maybe as long as he didn't die, he would definitely point the wand tip in the direction of Haierbo again.

Seeing multiple fractures and contusions all over his body, Martin rolled over as hard as he could. This time he really couldn't stand up, but he managed to raise his right hand holding the wand tightly.

"I said that I admire your willpower, but my child ... haven't you seen it, am I busy now?"

Haierbo temporarily retracted her eyes from the air and turned to look at Martin. Only this time, he didn't even leave Martin the chance to chant a spell.

Suddenly, a fiery flame appeared "out of nowhere" just above Martin, and as Heilbo raised his hand and pressed it down, the terrible flame suddenly fell on Martin.

But it was also in that moment, the mist constantly flowing around it suddenly contracted between Martin and the flames, forming a round gray disk to hold the flames.

"Oh, can you still control that?"

Haierbo was clearly surprised by the change, but not so surprised. After trying to understand the reasons for this, he seems to have expected these further changes.

"Unfortunately, although this power is powerful in nature, it is always a part that escapes from the ceremony!"

Immediately after this, Haierbo suddenly pressed his hand down again. Immediately afterwards, it was seen that the flame suddenly intensified several times, making the disc condensed by the mist overwhelmed at once, and almost collapsed on the spot.

It is foreseeable that as long as the ash tray is completely dispersed, Martin, who cannot move underneath, will definitely be burned into ash by the terrible flame.

No, in fact, the flame, which was very close to him, had now roasted him to death.

Suddenly, the vortex of mist over the sky coagulated again, prompting Haierbo to immediately look up to the sky again.

"Well?"

He saw that the fog in the air had formed a huge human face at this moment, and it was extremely depressed and quickly settled down into the open space.

At the same time, a roar with a weird noise came from the sky:

"stop--"

The voice was very vague, but it was just a word, almost everyone understood it, including Lupin.

However, there may be many people who can hear the roar—maybe even Muggles living nearby, but there are obviously only a few people who can detect the magic change in London at the same time. Each.

For example, Maca, who is far away from Saint Mungo's Magic Hospital at this time; and, for example, standing now under the face of the fog, Haierbo.

"Little girl ... are you trying to order me?"

"Ava ... Da ... So ..."

Under the huge face that kept falling, at the moment when Haierbo was slightly angry, the dying Martin once again stubbornly meditated on the mantra of the killing curse.

But unfortunately, here today, maybe it is doomed that no miracle will happen.

"boom!"

With a dull blast, the fireball broke through the blockade of fog and engulfed Martin with a piece of ground.

Even because several apprentices were too close there, they were swallowed up by the blasting flames.

"what--"

A shriek rang from the big grey face in the air, much clearer than before. Even the anxiety and anger in that voice could be heard by Lupin.

However, Haierbo just kept his face cold and suddenly raised his hand to the sky, and an invisible shock originating from the rules of the soul suddenly crossed the sky, dispersing the accelerating and pressing face.

Almost at the same time, Murielton, still lying in the mirror space, trembled, and finally fell completely into an unconscious coma.

After a few seconds of pause, Haierbo turned his head and glanced at the roof across the street before humming coldly.

Then he whispered to himself:

"Nothing, just a little mouse ... After all, it's not a big deal now."

...

That's right, when seeing the fireball of Haierbo hit the ground, Lupin knew that the changes here probably ended there.

Always cautious when he saw this, he immediately stopped and ran.

To be honest, if Haierbo really wanted to chase him, in fact he could not escape. Fortunately, it seems that Haierbo still has more important things to do now, and he doesn't care much about whether he witnessed everything just now.

After hurriedly leaving near Big Ben, Lupin didn't return to the old house of Black, after all, he had already delayed a lot of time before. What's more, the incident he just saw is obviously more important than the information at "home". A trip to San Mungo is the most correct choice.

Before long ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ In front of the window glass of the red brick department store, Lu Pin stretched out his wand and clicked on it. But he immediately discovered that neither the dummy inside nor the glass itself had any response.

"Huh? Oh ... this entrance should have been closed by Maca."

But, of course, Maca, who is currently at the entrance of the lobby, will not let him wait too long. Just as Lu Pin thought to himself, he saw the glass ripple silently, and then a figure emerged from it.

At a glance, he quickly stepped back a few steps to make room for Maca.

"Lupin," Makar looked at him as soon as he appeared in front of him, "how? You don't seem to be hurt ... are you in any accident?"

"Oh yes!" Lu Ping nodded slightly. "Sorry, I'm afraid it will take a while to send you the information today."

"It's okay," Marka waved. "Dunger has already brought Dedalo ... well, I mean, 'All'!"

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