"What are you still waiting for? Do you really have to wait for that kid to go crazy before he recovers and start regretting it?"

If there were no such a sudden sounding, reminding everyone present, Delphi and Hermione and other partners would probably really continue to hesitate, so that they would completely miss the last chance to rescue Harry.

After all, even though they had made up their minds to kill the devil on the spot with "anger", after all, no one has ever had the past experience of killing a demon-it is impossible to be sure that the incomparable guy really "dead" Under the circumstances, no one dares to act rashly.

"As an ally now, I think I might be able to give one more'kind reminder' for free," the thick and low voice added leisurely again, "if that kid's will is completely affected by the'rule of anger' If it's corroded, then no one will be able to restore it, and when that happens... Hey, I don't think you would want to see your companions turn into lunatics, killing people and blood with a sharp sword. A scene that flows into a river, right?"

"...Lord of the Living Corpses?"

Hermione, who was relatively far from the center of the battlefield, heard the familiar voice behind her, and immediately looked back subconsciously. After seeing the tall figure that hadn't appeared in the entire battle before, she was quietly right now. Standing silently on the top of a hill not far away. And behind him, the "brother" of the pair of twin corpses now bows down to serve him, just like the most loyal servant of the former.

Because no one noticed their arrival, at this moment they couldn't even tell whether they had just arrived or whether they had been there and watched in silence.

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

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

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

At the same time, people including Ginny, Hannah, Alexander, and Ens, who had been dragged out of the battlefield by Neville before, also gathered there.

Only Sarah and Safina glanced over here for several times before they rushed over together.

"Look at me? I have nothing to look at."

The "Lord of the Living Dead" who suddenly appeared on the top of the hill didn't even look at them, just turned his head slightly to look at the enduring headless body of the giant demon "Anger", and shook his head indifferently.

"'Anger' is about to be destroyed by'Anger', that's it, the ending could not be more correct." He muttered vaguely in a voice that only he could hear.

...

If there is no one to help, you will really sink into the raging ocean!

At this moment, Harry, who is still ignorant of the outside world, was trying his best to persevere, but couldn't help thinking like this-he didn't want to bother others, but unfortunately, he is indeed about to be unable to resist the turbulent situation right now. A wave of anger has gone.

It’s just that I don’t know how long it has been. It may be a long time, but it seems that only in the next second, a force of the same majestic, but with a strange warmth, suddenly merged into his consciousness like a mountain stream. , The anger that had already been provoked extremely vigorously was gradually extinguished.

After a while, he faintly heard some noisy movements, suddenly lighting up his dark and silent sea of ​​consciousness because of the loss of his five senses.

"...Hold him...use harder, don't let him move, I need..."

It seems to be Delphi's voice, but... who is she talking to? Who are you talking about? Who do you want to hold?

"me?"

As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, Harry suddenly felt a little nausea in his chest, and his limbs seemed to be pressed so hard that he could not move. Only there was some coolness on the forehead, it seemed that there was a hand on it, and the gentle force just seemed to be coming in from there.

then……

"Huh? Why... there are water drops on my face? Has it rained?"

All kinds of lost and recovered feelings returned together, which made Harry a little uncomfortable, but it undoubtedly showed that he was gradually recovering from the almost desperate state before.

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

"Pattern."

I don't know if the senses I just retrieved were too sensitive or something, even the sound of the unknown drops of water dripping on the cheeks could be heard clearly.

And as the light in front of him condensed, the faces gradually became clearer.

"Ginny... is yours... tears? I thought it was raining!"

The voice squeezed out of the extremely dry throat was naturally so hard to hear, even Harry felt a little awkward to hear it, but it was tantamount to being in the ears of Ginny and others.

"Wake up! Harry, you are awake--" Ginny's pleasantly surprised whisper sounded, and then she quickly turned her head away, "Miss Hornheim, it's okay... You can let go of him, his arms are all It's about to be crushed."

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

Although Sarah spoke so carelessly, she immediately waved her hand gently, causing several celebrity alchemy dolls to withdraw their hands to the side.

It was only then that Delphi, who placed his palm on Harry's forehead, also retracted his hand, and looked at Harry who had regained himself and nodded thoughtfully.

"It should be okay," she nodded slightly, "but I have to say, this is somewhat of a fluke...Miss Granger, Miss Weasley...Of course, Mr. Potter, if you want to blame me, I won't have any opinions-after all, I made such a judgment temporarily at the time, and there was indeed a gamble in it."

Hearing Delphi suddenly said something like this, let alone Ginny and Hermione who were a little silent afterwards, at least Harry was still confused. What happened just now, and why Delphi should say such an apology, he almost didn't know.

It wasn't until he turned his head slightly with a bellyful of doubt, and then he saw the huge black head not far away that could not even be completely blocked by someone standing side by side in front of him...he vaguely understood.

"The devil... is dead?"

Harry slapped his mouth and licked his chapped lips, and asked a little nerdy.

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