"Oh? Is it you?"

When the figure appeared next to Harry out of thin air, the soul black holes scattered in the space near the latter were instantly suppressed, and the powerful suction force against the soul was suddenly reduced to nearly 50%.

However, after seeing the person who came, Haierbo, as the spellcaster, didn't seem to be surprised by the fact that his proud magic was easily interfered by the other party.

Moreover, there seems to be some connection with the comer that is unknown to others.

"Don't you want to do it with me too?" Haierbo looked at the other side calmly and said indifferently, "Or, do you dare to do it with me?"

"Why don't you dare?" Hearing the words, the visitor asked indifferently.

At the same time, Harry, who was finally slowed down by the help of someone, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at this moment. Feeling that his body was falling because of the loss of support, he quickly recalled the broomstick and hung in the air again.

But then, even as dull as him, he soon noticed the abnormality in front of him after he recovered.

The one who came to save his life was naturally the young living corpse Rebeth—he possessed the innate ability to devour souls, and he could indeed have a significant impact on Helbo’s soul rule magic. Probably Hermione was also based on this. Guess and judgment are the only way to get rid of him.

But after the opponent suddenly appeared on the stage and slightly suppressed the power of Haierbo's soul black hole, the two sides did not immediately fight again, but fell into a certain stalemate inexplicably.

Rebes didn't take this easily, and Harry could understand if he asked himself. After all, the opponent is Haierbo. This ancient black wizard with incomparable magical ability is obviously stronger than ever after possessing the body of a demon. He almost missed and was captured as soon as he met him.

But what about Helbo? Why did he stop? And more importantly, what did his sentence just now mean?

"Speaking of it," Harry clasped the hilt of the Gryffindor sword, hovering behind the young corpse boy, and couldn't help but think to himself, "the group of living corpses that were active under Maca before seemed to be They were all born under Helbo's hands!"

Thinking of this, Harry subconsciously controlled the broom to back up a bit, instinctively wanting to distance himself from Rebes.

At this moment, Helbo on the opposite side seemed to have noticed this little movement of Harry, and suddenly couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hmph... and asked me'why'?" He said, "It seems that behind you, your'human friend' who relied on you to get his life back, seems to know the'why' better than you. Isn't it?"

"Ok?"

Even if Helbo said so, Rebes did not look back easily, because he was worried that Helbo would take the opportunity to attack the two of him. But after a short pause, Rebeth glanced at Harry behind him from the corner of his light.

But at that moment, the slightly different distance between the two of them suddenly became a bit dazzling.

"Ah! It's not like that, I—"

The fear of the previous moment was quickly replaced by shame. Harry hurriedly flew to the side of the young corpse boy and pointed the sword in his hand at Haierbo:

"Damn it, you old fellow! Don't try to use such ulterior words to provoke our relationship!"

As he spoke, Harry, who was suddenly furious, almost immediately wanted to swing his sword forward again, and stab Helbo's hateful face fiercely.

However, before he could start the flying broomstick, he was stopped by Rebes next to him.

"You all said this is a provocation, why do you want to be fooled by him?"

The face of the young corpse boy was still indifferent and calm as always. After he stopped Harry, the eyes that had been watching Helbo became colder, and he listened to him seriously:

"Although my consciousness was not stable at the beginning of my birth, there are still some memory fragments left in the depths of my mind. I know that I and... sister, we are all by you. The'monster' created by one hand-we are not even the same as our other companions. They did not naturally evolve through instinctive battles, but one of the'first' individuals that you forcibly promoted. Including my current abilities. , It was also given by you personally..."

Like the high-level living corpses standing solemnly behind Haierbo, the pair of living corpse twins were also the subordinates trained by Haierbo himself. Once Maca took Wei Li to see Helbo at Buckingham Palace, he briefly fought against this pair of living corpses.

But now, the position of the master and servant has been completely separated due to a series of changes.

"But," Rebes said coldly, "So what? Because you gave birth to me, so I am grateful to you, so I dare not do it to you? Let me go through all this, which made me lose my sister. The culprit is you! Do I still have to thank you? No, there is only one thing I have to do, that is...Kill you!"

"That's why I hate children," Helbo shook his head. "What's this called? I seem to have just read about the ‘Rebellion Period’ in a book recently, right?"

After muttering casually, Haierbo waved his hand at the opponent:

"You are misunderstood. What I want to say is that I gave you even the ability. Then, who gave you the courage to do it with me?"

However, in the next second, the young corpse boy in mid-air didn't move, as if nothing happened.

"Ok?"

Until this moment, Haierbo, who had always been calm as before, showed an unexpected look for the first time, and his bald eyebrows wrinkled in a moment.

Soon, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were cold and he muttered to himself:

"Damn... that kid!"

In other things, Harry may often react slowly, but in the on-the-spot battle, he has a natural grasp of the timing of his shots! In this point, even her intuition was as sharp as Hermione.

At the moment when Haierbo failed to make a move against Rebes, Harry rushed out, and the sword in his hand struck a thrilling silver in the air.

However, Haierbo, who had fought against many powerful wizards after years of disputes, naturally did not slow down. In the past, he used to make sneak attacks, so he could easily be taken advantage of by others.

Suddenly, black flames rose in the air, the phantom formed by Harry's high-speed sprint flashed past, and Helbo's figure disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

The black flame that burst out temporarily as a cover was pierced by the silver sword light, and then dissipated, but Haierbo had already appeared in another direction.

"Did he avoid it?" Harry looked back abruptly, "No, I seem to be...stabbed."