"Ho... um... Muriel..."
At this moment, Martin didn't even know whether he was dead or alive.
Just when he was enveloped in the darkness transformed by Haierbo, he felt as if everything was far away from him... including the sound of insects nearby at night, the crazy wizards who were watching indifferently around him, and the city of London under his feet... Even his own body was included.
Yes, it's as if your entire soul has been locked into a small dark room, and you can't feel anything except your own consciousness.
And after that, just for a moment, even his remaining self-consciousness slowly faded away... Is that what it feels like to die? Apparently, he had never died and so didn't know.
However, just when he thought he was about to bid farewell to this world full of loneliness and unwillingness, suddenly a very strange yet inexplicably familiar force quickly poured into his body.
And, at the same time, a voice that he would never forget in his life suddenly floated in his consciousness...
To be honest, the voice was actually more like an indistinct whisper in his ear, and he couldn't make out a single word of the fuzzy words. But he knew that it was definitely Muriel's voice.
"Mu... Li'er..."
It sounds complicated, but in fact it was only a short moment. Martin felt that he felt the presence of his body again.
His tongue was not very sharp yet, and his throat was rattling. But he still struggled to shout out the name that always filled his heart, as if doing so would give him more power.
But this seemed to be the case, because soon, he was seen getting up stiffly and slowly like a puppet with strings.
"It's like - alive, with a will of its own?"
Because the fog above here was revealing strange phenomena, Haierbo, who was standing not far away from him, only looked up at the whirlpool formed by the gray fog, as if he didn't even realize that he had woken up.
No, maybe this old guy already thought he must be dead, right
this is a good chance!
Martin struggled to raise his right hand—his wand, which was still firmly in his hand even when he was nearly unconscious just now. And now, he can finally use it to aim at that damn Haierbo again!
"Avatar—" "Bang!"
The green light suddenly appeared and disappeared, and Martin flew backwards without warning, and then fell heavily on the hard stone floor. Because of his remaining strength, he even rolled out some distance without any resistance, and then he lay weakly on his side in front of those crazy wizards, as if his whole body had fallen apart.
"interesting… "
During the whole process, Haierbo never lowered his head. After flying Martin away with a wave of his backhand, he still raised his neck and looked at the sky, muttering to himself as if everything just now had nothing to do with him.
"... The little girl who was the introduction to the summoning technique can actually integrate her own will into these escaping energies? Hmm... How interesting."
On the other side, Lupine narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling Martin's brief attack and the retaliation he suffered.
In fact, although he couldn't hear clearly what Halbo said at this time, he didn't know what kind of state Martin was in at the moment. But from careful observation, he noticed an inconspicuous fact.
He just saw that Martin's unfinished killing curse was definitely far more powerful than before. If he had cast it, even Herbo might not be able to get rid of it.
Coupled with the current abnormal changes in the fog and the fact that Martin could still get up after enduring Helbo's weird magic, Lupine realized that something must have happened before that he didn't understand.
However, no matter whether Martin became stronger at that moment, and no matter where he got the power, he was still far from Haierbo's opponent. Not to mention that Haierbo was injured, he couldn't even finish reciting a magic spell in front of the other party.
However, Martin still refused to give up... No, maybe as long as he didn't die, he would point the tip of the wand in the direction of Haierbo again.
Martin, who had multiple fractures and contusions all over his body, tried his best to turn over. This time he really couldn't stand up, but he still managed to raise his right hand that was holding the wand tightly.
"I have said that I appreciate your willpower, but my child... can't you see that I am busy now?"
Halbo finally temporarily withdrew his gaze from the sky and turned to look in Martin's direction. Only this time, he didn't even give Martin a chance to recite the incantation.
Suddenly, a blazing flame appeared out of thin air directly above Martin. As Haierbo raised his hand and pressed down, the terrifyingly hot flame immediately fell on Martin.
But it was at that moment that the surrounding mist quickly shrank between Martin and the flame, forming a circular ash disk that supported the flame.
"Oh, can you still control it to this extent?"
Haierbo was obviously surprised by this change, but he was not that surprised. After figuring out the reasons before, he seemed to have expected these further changes.
"It's a pity that although this power is powerful in nature, it is always a part that escapes from the ritual!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Haierbo suddenly pushed his hand down again. Immediately afterwards, the flame suddenly intensified several times, causing the disc condensed by gray mist to be overwhelmed and almost collapse on the spot.
It was foreseeable that as long as the ash tray was completely dispersed, Martin, who was lying underneath and unable to move, would definitely be instantly burned to ashes by the terrifyingly high-temperature flames.
No, in fact, the flames that were very close to him were already burning him to death.
Suddenly, the mist vortex in the sky condensed again, causing Haierbo to immediately look up to the sky again.
"Well?"
He saw that the gray mist in the sky had formed into the shape of a huge human face, and it quickly settled into the open space in an extremely depressing manner.
At the same time, a roaring sound mixed with strange noises suddenly came from high in the sky:
"stop-"
The sound was very vague, but since it was just one word, almost everyone, including Lu Ping, understood it.
However, there may be many people who can hear the roar - maybe even the Muggles living nearby can hear it, but there are obviously only a few people who can detect the magic change in London at the same time. .
For example, Maka is currently far away in St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry; and for example, Haierbo is standing directly under the face made of gray mist.
"Little girl...are you trying to order me?"
"Awa... Da... Suo..."
Under the huge face that kept descending, at the moment when Haierbo was slightly angry, the dying Martin once again stubbornly recited the killing curse silently.
But unfortunately, here today, perhaps it is destined that no miracle will happen.
"boom!"
With a dull explosion, the fireball immediately broke through the fog blockade and engulfed Martin underneath along with a piece of the ground.
Even several apprentices nearby were swallowed up by the exploding flames because they were too close.
"ah-"
A scream sounded from the giant gray face in the sky, which was much clearer than before. Even Lupine could hear the anxiety and anger in the voice.
But Haierbo just had a cold face, and suddenly he raised his hand and waved towards the sky. An invisible shock originating from the rules of the soul suddenly crossed the sky, and scattered the face that was accelerating and pressing away in one fell swoop.
At about the same time, Mu Li, who was still lying in the mirror space, suddenly trembled and finally fell into a completely unconscious coma.
After a brief pause for a few seconds, Haierbo turned his head and glanced at the rooftop across the street, and then snorted coldly.
Then, he whispered to himself:
"That's all, it's just a little mouse that escaped... In the final analysis, these are not a big deal now."
…
That's right, when he saw Halbo's fireball hitting the ground, Lupine knew that the changes here were probably over.
When he saw this, he, who was always cautious, immediately stopped staying and turned around to run away.
To be honest, if Haierbo really wanted to chase him, he actually wouldn't be able to escape even if he wanted to. But fortunately, Haierbo seemed to have more important things to do at the moment, and he didn't really care whether he witnessed what happened just now.
After hurriedly leaving the vicinity of Big Ben, Lupine did not return to Black's old house. After all, he had already wasted a lot of time before. What's more, compared to the information from "home", the incident he just saw was obviously more important, and going directly to St. Mungo's was the most correct choice.
Not long after, in front of the red brick department store window glass, Lupine stretched out his wand and touched it. But he immediately discovered that neither the dummy inside nor the glass itself showed any reaction.
"Huh? Oh... this entrance must have been closed by Maka."
But, of course, Maka, who is currently at the entrance of the hall, will not keep him waiting for too long. Just as Lu Ping was thinking clearly, he saw a circle of ripples appear on the glass silently, and then a figure stepped out of it.
When he saw it, he quickly took two steps back to give Maka a little space.
"Lupin," Maka looked at him immediately after appearing in front of him and said, "How are you? You don't seem to be injured... Did you encounter any accident?"
"Oh, yes!" Lupine nodded slightly, "Sorry, I'm afraid it will take a while before today's information can be sent to you."
"It's okay," Maka waved her hand, "Dunge has already sent Dedalo over... Well, I mean, 'all'!"