Chapter 128

The obstacle curse only slightly hindered the other party's action, but it gave Maka breathing room.

Anyway, he is just a person. No matter how fast he reacts, there will be mistakes. In the current situation, even one mistake will have life-threatening consequences.

"Fast!"

Maka did not hesitate to exert her speed to the extreme. After lowering her body to avoid the other party's next attack, she quickly walked around behind him.

With the sound of a crisp glass breaking, large flames completely drowned each other.

The burning effect of the fierce fire bottle is better than expected. Those flames are attached to the black gas all over and keep burning. It seems that there is a trend of burning more and more.

"Those black gas, it's like it's completely composed of magic..."

However, even Maka can't tell whether it helped herself or the other party.

At the moment, the man was covered with a layer of armor composed of flames, but his action was not hindered. When the opponent waved his fist, they were even wrapped in a flickering flame.

Maka retreated again and again, and was soon forced out of the screaming hut by the other party.

The Maka who increases the speed is enough to avoid the attack and even have time to fight back. But the effect of the spell is always unsatisfactory, and the combat situation is not optimistic.

Before long, the battle here attracted a large number of Aurors and batters specialized in fighting criminals.

"... that guy appears again. Pay attention, don't get too close!"

"It's different from what the intelligence said. Why is he covered with fire?"

"Who is fighting with him? It seems like a child..."

The surrounding Aurors and batters took out their wands and aimed at this side, but soon they found that the current situation was really a little out of hand.

In fact, they are already the second batch of personnel allocated by the Ministry of magic, and at least half of the first batch have been laid down in St. mungo.

It was those people who brought back important case information to the Ministry of magic.

Just to tell the truth, when the effect of the spell is greatly weakened, these wizards specializing in combat can only play a restraining effect.

This is a very difficult case.

"Don't just watch!" when Marca dodged another blow, she took time to shout at them. "Send someone to Hogwarts and invite Professor Dumbledore! I'm McLean, give me my name!"

"What?" a batter looked at his teammate.

"I'll go, you can deal with it according to the situation..." an Auror said, and the phantom moved to the door of Hogwarts and shouted.

Another person smiled bitterly and said, "it depends on the situation... How to deal with it? Go up for hand to hand combat?"

But Maka, who was fighting, could not care about these. It was difficult for him to drag the other party.

Since the direct effect of the spell is not good, it can only indirectly rely on the spell to produce physical damage.

"Drop the enemy trap!"

"To pieces!"

"Flying sand and stone!"

Magic spells were quickly generated, using the whole street and even buildings as weapons. For a time, gravel and dust were flying everywhere, and the sound of the explosion of street slabs and the roar of heavy objects falling on the ground became one.

The scene almost made those Aurors and batters think they were in the group war of wizards.

"The child's spell power..."

"Not to mention the power, just look at his clever and flexible use. It's a genius!"

A group of fighters from the Ministry of magic found that under Maka's excellent fighting skills, they had little place to intervene.

However, the wizards who are dedicated to searching and fighting are not ordinary people after all. They also took this opportunity to cooperate with Maka to suppress the flame monster.

However, under the extreme power, all this seems to become a little powerless.

Although the curse of everyone can temporarily suppress each other, it is only temporary. Containment is only containment after all. If it fails to achieve the effect of hurting the enemy, there will only be time left.

When he found that people from the Ministry of magic came out to help, Maka finally got a moment of leisure. He immediately held his breath and waved his wand.

"Float up," he shouted, "maximize!"

Suddenly, because of the battle just now, there were rubble everywhere, floating in large areas and gathering in front of Maka.

The next moment, with his wand pointing again, the rubble connected with each other and turned into a stone man close to three people high.

This is the stone giant made by Maka using metamorphosis to imitate the Summoning Magic of ancient wizards.

However, this rudimentary thing not only looks very rough, but also has a very loose structure. I'm afraid it won't last long under the other party's terrible power.

He controlled the stone giant to stride forward. Its heavy body and limited control of deformation made its action look a little slow, but its power was beyond doubt.

The freak who had been smashing a large number of flying stones with his fist was knocked to the ground by the stone giant, and half of them suddenly fell into the ground.

It can be seen that the opponent's arm supporting the defense seems to have been deformed - this is the first time he has been injured since the battle.

However, such injuries angered him.

With the other party's hoarse and crazy roar, the black gas on his body seemed to be alive, beating and exploding.

The black gas suddenly expanded and extinguished the flame attached to him by the fierce fire bottle.

Then, his other hand clenched his fist and hit the stone giant's arm. After a loud noise, the gravel splashed and shot.

In a twinkling of an eye, the stone giant has lost half his arm!

Maka immediately controlled the stone giant to step on the other side. It can be seen that the continuous application of this deformation made him feel very difficult.

After a few exchanges, his deformation was unstable, and the stone giant changed back to the gravel on the ground again

Just then, the other party turned and faced Maka.

"No way..."

The gasping Maka seemed to have made some decision. He suddenly stepped on the ground and suddenly retreated a long distance.

He stopped looking at the enemy who was chasing this way and focused on the wand in his hand.

With the shaking of the wand, the tip of the wand crossed dense and mysterious tracks in the air. The invisible magic was rapidly condensed, and several Phoenician magic texts composed of solid magic threads loomed one by one.

"What is he going to do?"

Seeing that the strange man broke through the obstacles of the crowd and rushed to Maka's face, the powerful fist was about to touch the tip of his nose, but he didn't even lift his eyelids.

The situation is changing too fast. There seems to be some hope in the last second. Is it going to fail in the next second?

Several batters tried to release the spell, but the effect was disappointing. Is it over?

But in the next moment, everyone's actions froze.

The wand in the child's hand lit up a dazzling ice blue light, and a mysterious symbol suddenly appeared at the tip of the wand; At the same time, a dazzling blue and white light burst out at a high speed, pushing the strange man filled with black gas all the way out of hundreds of feet.

On the stone slab of the street and in a long gully, the gravel and soil have frozen.

The black gas on the strange man has been completely broken and dissipated, and he himself is wrapped in layers of ice crystals, which looks cold.

Everyone felt that the temperature in Hogsmeade village, which was already quite low, seemed to have dropped several degrees again.

The blue and white light column soon disappeared. Maka gasped and barely stood in the street, still cautiously looking at the huge ice he had made.

His right hand hung weakly on his side, trembling slightly, as if ice residue had fallen from his hand.

As for the wand, it had long fallen to the ground because it was unable to hold it tightly.

This is the first time he has tried to use his own research results in actual combat in such a long time. However, using Phoenician magic to forcibly use the power of regular runes is almost fighting with life.

So far, Maka still can't feel her magic without the help of Rune matrix. As far as his behavior is concerned, it is even more difficult than writing for the blind.

But if he doesn't do it once, he'll really be out of it in a few seconds. You know, the ability he learned from the assassin is limited by time!

After a while, seeing that the guy didn't seem to jump out of the ice, Maka sat down on the ground.

The battle was too hard. Although he was always calm, he saw the smile of death several times. He's really tired.

Those Aurors and batters gathered around and seemed to want to ask something, but Maka obviously had no strength to respond.

"... wait until Professor Dumbledore comes!"

He waved his hand casually, then took out a bottle of magic medicine and poured it down.

After a while, Dumbledore appeared next to Marca.

He glanced at the scene roughly, and his eyes soon fell on the big ice lump hundreds of feet away.

"McLean," Dumbledore said softly as he personally helped Marca up, "do you know anything?"

Maka shook her head.

"Take people to lupin first, and leave it to me..."

……

Marca sent black, who was still in a coma, to Lupin's office, but if he had to explain, he really couldn't say anything. As a last resort, Marca simply pushed it all onto Dumbledore.

"Professor Lupin, Professor Dumbledore asked me to bring you here. I only know that it has something to do with dwarf Peter..."

In fact, when the black gas finally blew away, he had seen it from a distance. It was absolutely that dwarf Peter didn't run away!