"boom"

Haierbo's fist, like a sharp needle piercing a balloon, easily penetrated the magic shield carefully created by a group of friends such as Hermione.

As the great power spread, the fine cracks quickly moved on the surface. The magic shield, which was purely condensed by magic, suddenly collapsed and shattered, and then turned into a chaotic original magic, which gradually dissipated with a slight flash.

Of course, such a picture cannot be seen outside the entrance to the spiral town.

At that moment, Maca only saw that the curved barrier exposed through the entrance shattered like a thin layer of glass. With the shock caused by the heavy blow, by the way, the entrance that had been expanded a lot has been "torn apart" again.

At this moment, the entrance had been completely opened by Haierbo.

"Go on!"

After destroying the first layer of magic shield that can be seen, Haierbo apparently still did not intend to break in. He wanted Maca's life, not the asylum seekers in Spiral Town who were worthless to him.

Seeing that he was still looking straight in the direction of Maca, he retracted his left fist at will, and then gently swiped his head and issued the next order to the surrounding corpses.

"McLean, aren't you ready to do anything? There is only one layer of shroud left!"

While Haierbo said this, the army of living corpses had already obeyed the former order and swarmed in from the newly opened entrance. But Maca only glanced with the light from the corner of his eyes, and his gaze stayed on Haierbo himself without moving.

Obviously, maybe as long as his attention is distracted, Haierbo will aim at the instant flaw and suddenly strike. Because, like Maca, Haierbo's attention always stayed on his side, and even when he just punched that punch, his eyes did not move away for half a minute.

And even now, even if Haierbo grasped the opportunity that was not reached in a second, the possibility of Maca's rapid defeat in the high-speed aftermath will increase greatly.

"'What to do?'" Maca said slowly as she looked at each other, "Well, why don't I feel at all ... now you will give me the opportunity to 'do something'? "

On the other side, Haierbo shrugged as he heard that.

"Is it?" He said, "Oh, okay! I admit that just now you just move, and I will shoot at you politely. But now ..."

As he was talking, Haierbo suddenly spread his arms and his body suddenly flashed. The next second, it already appeared on a broken high wall far from the entrance of the spiral town.

Immediately, he watched him stand high up, looking down at Maca, who almost followed his gaze to his whereabouts, and said again:

"I decided to give you a chance!"

"Opportunity? What opportunity?" Maca looked up and stared at him. "No way, you are going to use my promise of safety to the town's asylum seekers in exchange for my obedience? Sorry, you are in my heart. No credibility at all! "

"Then you plan to watch all the people you protect die, and then play a fun hide-and-seek with me?"

Haierbo chuckled, and shook his head slightly at the end.

"At least it seems to me that such a promise has a lot of credibility. You see! I don't need the lives of such a group of incompetent people, right? Even if I let them go today, most of them will be in the future. People don't expect to live long, but at least there are always those lucky people who can survive forever? "

It can be heard that Haierbo seems to be telling the truth this time. In the current situation, Maca was stared at by the opponent. Even though Spiral Town was being attacked by the corpses of corpses, he could only stand still with Haierbo while letting the corpses attack the second floor. Magic shield.

That protection was something Maca had personally improved before. If you want to say the intensity, it must be much higher than the outer cover that was just smashed by Haierbo's fist. However, no matter how strong the cover is, it will inevitably be gradually worn down by the large group of "ants".

Even if Haierbo didn't take the shot, it would still be broken when it was time to break.

"Why, do you have to stay alive? No matter how long you wait, the turnaround is unlikely to happen, give up early!"

Haierbo shook his fist at will, and no longer stared at Maca, but tasted the wonderful power that he now has.

Time passed by bit by bit, and the corpses that had been ordered to attack Spiral Town no longer harass Maca, as they crowded past him one by one as they did not long ago.

But the more the battle was no longer needed, the more the air between Maca and Haierbo became more anxious.

Each of them was calm, but in fact, their eyes crossed at that time seemed to rub sparks.

After about half an hour, as the misty night became deeper and deeper, a subtle magic shock trembled from the broken space channel, making Maca and Haierbo's eyes simultaneously. Condensing.

There is no doubt that it is a sign that the second magic shield is about to be broken.

"Oh, it's time?" Haierbo marched to Maca, "So ... McLean, tell me your choice!"

"My choice ...?"

Maca gazed at Haier Bo's figure ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ muttered to himself.

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"Kara!"

There was no sound in the shattering of the magic shield, but when Harry stopped at the top of the tower and looked up at the cracks in the air that were constantly intertwined, it seemed to hear a burst of crackling.

The rupture of the only layer of magic shield meant that the army of living corpses that had been surrounded by the perimeter of Spiral Town for half an hour could not be blocked, and it quickly poured in a brain, destroying and occupying the entire town. .

What's going on with Maca now, Harry didn't know, he just insisted on trusting the other party, believing that the other party could survive the double attack of Haierbo and the corpses.

After all, at this stage, all he can do is trust Maca.

"Are we coming?" Harry clenched his Gryffindor sword silently, "Maka sent me here to stay and wait, there must be his plan ... to calm down!"

Even today, he no longer has the idea of ​​"if I could really get the Gryffindor Sword's recognition". It's useless to regret the power that is not yours.

As long as you can do your best at the most critical moment without regrets, it is enough.

At the moment when this thought flashed through Harry's heart, accompanied by an intangible flow of magic, the last layer of magic shield in the sky instantly turned into pieces of flashes of magical glory.

For a time, it was like a splendid light rain over the town, mixed with brilliance in the cruelty.