Chapter 923

How does it feel when a whole group of monsters fly towards you?

If you ask Marca this question, I think he might tell you - it's actually like stabbing a horse honeycomb!

Suddenly, countless black cloaks almost filled Maka's whole field of vision.

At the last moment, when the fastest monsters suddenly came in front of him, he could even see the scarlet eyes that were close at hand.

But at that second, the palm of Maka's right hand suddenly burst out a burst of extremely bright silver white light and fog, which forced all the monsters around him to fly upside down.

It was the next second that a vivid Silver Eagle rushed out of the light and fog silently and began to circle around him quickly.

Obviously, Maka summoned his patron saint in the battle.

In fact, long before he met halbo, he thought of trying to deal with these monsters with the patron saint curse. At that time, he used it once while tracking the traces left by Haier Bo and entering the Muggle room through the broken window.

The results at that time proved that the patron saint curse was actually effective on these monsters.

Just after leaving the room, he realized that Haier Bo was likely to make more monsters, so he didn't use the spell at all, but took it as a surprise for Haier Bo this time.

Now it seems that this "surprise" is obviously very good - at least when he calls out the patron saint, halbo's red eyes suddenly shine.

"Bang -"

Seeing a large number of monsters scattered by his silver eagles, some were even grabbed by sharp claws and dragged out for a distance before being thrown away, Maka felt as if he had really come to Azkaban.

Judging from the effectiveness of the patron saint curse on these monsters, they are not only like Dementors, but may be an "upgraded version" of Dementors in essence.

But it has to be said that compared with Dementors, their combat effectiveness is obviously much stronger. So, no wonder Kingsley, who also summoned the patron saint on the other side, will still be stuck.

Maka looked around at the monsters who had been knocked upside down, then put her eyes on halbo who was still behind, and looked at each other calmly.

"... the patron saint curse?"

Of course, halber knew this magic, and he didn't know it from the head of modern wizards.

In fact, calling the patron saint to fight was originally a kind of ancient magic, and it was also a very famous magic in their time.

"And it's the patron saint summoned without a stick..." halbo's blood red eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone became cold. "You know? You remind me of the old guy Andros."

The wizard named "invincible" in ancient Greece also has his brief introduction on the Chocolate Frog card, and Maka knows something about it.

"At least I can't summon the patron saint the size of a giant." Maka shrugged. "As for the wandless casting of the patron saint curse, this skill is for you..."

Halfway through, he suddenly raised his eyebrow:

"Oh! Sorry... I almost forgot. It seems that you can't use the patron saint curse."

"Because I don't need it!"

Before his voice fell, he saw halbo suddenly stretch out his right hand, and a gray flame much larger than ordinary monsters spewed out from his hands.

His goal is not Maka, but his eagle patron saint.

Seeing the flame flying through the air, Maka thought, and the Silver Eagle who was still beating the monster immediately turned over and hid.

But the gray black flame seemed to have no inertia. It immediately changed its direction and continued to catch up with it with a slight spin.

Maka can sense that the flame energy emitted by Haier Bo is particularly manic. If the patron saint is hit, he will inevitably be affected mentally.

Of course, this is actually nothing. The key is that now his patron saint is entangled.

Staring at the change of the situation, Maka suddenly clenched her left hand when she saw those monsters gathering towards him again. The silver fog appeared again and wrapped his fist and forearm together.

In the windless automatic room, it looks like a flame flowing and swaying, in sharp contrast to the gray black flame of Haier Bo.

Both are flames that are directly constrained by rules and transformed by magic and will. Although they do not have the high temperature of normal flame, they have the effect of directly attacking the spirit and soul.

"Fast."

With a little meditation in her heart, Maka suddenly rushed out. The speed was so fast that even the two werewolves behind him couldn't react.

"Bang -- Bang -- Bang --"

The incredible speed pulls the silver white light fog into ribbons, and rushes left and right in the surrounding area. Each light band represents an impact of Maka.

In just a few seconds, dozens of monsters were scattered by his fist alone, not to mention those who were easily photographed.

During this period, the light fog condensed by Maka seems to be increasing, and the residual silver white light particles on the streets are splashed out in large areas.

When he stopped again and again, he was surrounded by the light and fog of the patron saint's curse and became a silver figure that was difficult to distinguish his body shape.

"I suddenly began to feel that the potential of this magic is no smaller than the curse of death..."

Maka said thoughtfully, looking at the figure of Haier Bo from a distance through the silver fog.

On the other side, halbo casually went to the "novices" who were just blasted into a black fog with Maka's fists and said:

"Maybe!"

He said so, but his tone was obviously quite disapproval.

Yes, whenever you use the right place, the power of the patron saint curse is really extraordinary. But when faced with a real wizard, it can pose a much smaller threat.

Unless Maka, like Andros, who was once active in ancient Greece, has studied the rules and runes corresponding to the patron saint's spell.

However, what is another rule that does not give way to the death rule in the curse of death?

Glancing around, he confirmed that there were no more monsters around him, and then he waved away the silver fog on his body - judging from halbo's expression, the "surprise" of the patron saint curse was over.

The chase started from the other side of the square. So far, it can be said that Maka has the upper hand. Because for him, although there are still many monsters prepared by Haier Bo, they are no longer meaningful to continue to use.

"Haier Bo, next... Are you going to leave as you have done so many times before?"

Maka's question seemed to be exciting, but his tone and expression were very plain. After all, he knows very well that most of these little cleverness will not have any effect here.

And facts have proved that he is right.

"If I think I should retreat, running away is also a necessary stop loss means," Haier Bo said, floating in mid air. "But I'm afraid it's not time yet."

"Don't you go? What else do you want to stay here for?"

Haier Bo also sneered at Maka's undisguised questioning.

"Do you think I have to answer when you ask?" he said, suddenly opening his arms. "Well, there's nothing I can't say... Because that's what I want to do!"

As he said this, the monsters still surrounding the block immediately scattered and flew one by one to all parts of downtown London.

This scene, Maka saw it in her eyes and put it in her heart... But she didn't move.

Because he knew that everything else might be easy to say, but only on this point, he really couldn't stop those monsters in a short time.

Therefore, instead of rushing to eliminate those guys when Haier Bo was still in front of him, he might as well keep an eye on Haier Bo, the "Mastermind".

At present, he doesn't want to be able to solve each other, but there are still some possibilities to leave each other's new body again.

Only by making Haier Bo unable to cause more harm for the time being can he safely solve the crisis in London.

Otherwise, who knows what bad things Haier Bo will do after he leaves?

"Oh? Won't you go this time?"

I don't know if it's a damn fate. This time, it was Haier Bo who asked this sentence.

I remember the last time in London's underground black market, Maka was forced by Haier Bo. Now on the ground of London, almost the same event happened again.

But this time, Maka's choice was exactly the opposite of that at that time.

"Don't go..." he sighed. "You're an uninvited 'guest' who hasn't left yet. I'm half a 'host' here. How can I go first?"

Then Maka kept on saying:

"But the time is almost over. I think you should go back!"

After that, he didn't want to be wordy any more. Raising his hand was another cold light column. At the same time, he himself rushed towards halbo.

The distance between the two shortened rapidly.

Midway, I saw Maka gently step on the ground during the run, and without any magic book as a carrier, she flew directly and jumped up.

In mid air, a cold current swirled around him, and ice crystals and snowflakes drifted away.

Helbo saw this and knew that Maka's blow must be extremely powerful. Even he could no longer calm down. When Maka came towards him, he quickly retreated.

Suddenly, another pillar of light flashed over Haier Bo's place... Unfortunately, it failed.