According to theory, there is almost no upper limit to the number of soul collectors that can be born in this demon summoning ceremony. As long as the wizard who prepares the ritual can find someone with qualified magic power as a carrier, such collectors who capture soul "nutrients" for the ritual can be produced one after another.
However, in today's era, coupled with Herbo, it can only be called a "newcomer". Under the internal and external constraints of Maka and the International Federation of Wizards some time ago, it is obviously not easy to find enough carriers.
Forty-two!
Haierbo used the pretext of recruiting apprentices to recruit a total of forty-two young wizards with good talents as his subordinates. This gave him a quota of forty-two collectors in this ceremony.
To be honest, this amount is really not that much, and it is even somewhat insufficient. What's more, it takes time to transform these nominal "apprentices" into collectors one by one.
It is a pity that even if there are only forty-two black-eyed wizards in London, it is enough to cause a terrible disaster for modern society.
Each of these guys is agile, has clear combat consciousness, and has extremely fast reaction speed. They also have the unique ability to manipulate that black unknown substance. They can be said to be able to advance and retreat, and are good at attack and defense.
Even if Harry doesn't have much problem facing the first one now, if he faces two at the same time... No matter how hard he insists on his courage, he may have to put escape first.
So he is now very happy that he chose to act with Charlie after all.
"Someone is attacking!"
This thought flashed through his mind quickly, and the burning feeling on his scalp showed that he had narrowly saved his life with the pounce just now.
But this is not the end, the enemy has no reason to attack him only once and then stop.
So when Harry fell to the ground, he turned over decisively and hurriedly left the position where he fell.
Sure enough, the next moment he opened it, another sharp black thorn stabbed into the ground, sinking more than half of the way into the road!
If he had hesitated for even half a second, he would have been pinned firmly in the middle of the street by now.
But it was precisely because of this turn that he was finally able to see clearly the situation behind him - he saw another black-eyed wizard staring straight at him with his ink-black eyes, the third and fourth A black thorn is ready to strike.
When he thought that there was another person behind him, Harry could only give up the idea of rushing forward for a head-on confrontation. He instantly stood up and ran a few steps to one side to distance himself from the other person.
However, don't forget that there is also Charlie riding a fire dragon in the sky.
"Roar-"
Harry, who had just dodged away from the spot, soon heard a dragon roar, followed by a large fire falling from the sky, and Charlie's shout on the dragon's back:
"Harry, keep running! Watch out for dragon breath—"
This time, when Harry heard this, he immediately took out the broomstick that he had put back before, then spun around and stepped on it.
"Bang bang!"
Just as he soared into the sky astride his broom, the two black thorns fell down again and stuck on the ground.
Harry was undoubtedly at home on his broomstick - although his past flying training was all for participating in Quidditch matches, his skills as a seeker would also be extremely practical if used in combat.
He was seen crouching on the broom handle, and even with accelerating and flying in a non-directional manner, the black-eyed wizard below who still wanted to continue firing black thorn attacks could not catch his movements at all.
On the playing field, this technique was originally used by seekers to influence the judgment of the opponent's batters, but now it is equally effective when used to avoid the attacks of black thorns.
Charlie, who was riding a fire dragon not far away, couldn't help but nod when he saw it - he was the chaser and captain of the Gryffindor team before graduation, and he also led the college team to win the Quidditch silver cup.
In terms of Quidditch talent, he was no worse than Harry.
"Harry," Charlie suddenly saw that he was thinking together and said loudly, "Pay attention to Bokov's trick of luring enemies!"
After all, there was a sea of fire below, and the two black-eyed wizards both left the ground and flew into the air. He stretched out his hand and patted Norberta's neck, letting it carry him directly towards the two enemies at the same time.
After Harry heard Charlie's tactical reminder, he immediately knew what was going on and flew over with a broomstick.
It must be said that in the face of the black thorn attack of the black-eyed wizard, even the fire dragon with extra hard leather armor still had to deal with it carefully. When Charlie discovered that the other party had condensed black thorns and shot towards Norbeta underneath him, he immediately patted the side of Norbeta's neck again.
Although no one has ever heard of whether there was a fighting profession like "Fire Dragon Knight" in ancient times, but if there was, perhaps such a partner would be like Charlie and Norbert at this time, right
The tacit cooperation between the intelligent fire dragon and the knight who is adapted to flying can definitely increase the aerial combat capability.
After Norbert understood Charlie's intention, he immediately turned his body and rolled to the side, accurately dodging the two black thorns that were flying towards him.
Immediately afterwards, Nobelta spit out another breath of dragon, forcing the two black-eyed wizards to lower themselves to avoid the burning of the flames.
In just a few seconds, the two sides did not become farther apart due to their respective dodges, but instead got much closer due to their rapid sprint.
Seeing it, Norberta was about to collide with those two guys.
The opponent has extremely sharp black thorns. Even if it is a fire dragon, it will be disadvantageous to fight at close range. It could be seen that there were several more black thorns in front of the man, and suddenly they all shot towards him.
But at this moment, Charlie suddenly plucked the barb on Lanobetta's neck and shouted loudly:
"Look back!"
To be honest, Norberta actually didn't want to listen to Charlie's words. After all, she was a fire dragon, and she was also a Norwegian Ridgeback whose war-loving nature was no less than that of the Hungarian Horntail. But after just a slight hesitation, she flapped her wings suddenly, turned over, and flew backwards.
When Norbert gave way, the huge body left in an instant, revealing Harry who had been following him since just now.
The size of the fire dragon meant that the two black-eyed wizards hardly needed to take aim. Instead, they hoped to hit Norbert's wings.
But when Norbert moved out of the way almost at the same time as they fired the black thorns, Harry was much less exposed.
At that moment, Harry sprinted out on his broom and almost passed through several black thorns, and the Gryffindor sword in his hand naturally shone with a cold silver light.
In less than a second, the two parties passed each other. The two enemies who were deceived by Charlie and Harry's "Bokov's Lure the Enemy Technique" reacted quickly and had no time to make an effective move. defense.
The next moment, Charlie, who was riding Norbert soaring high into the sky, looked back and saw the splattered blood blooming into a shocking blood flower in the air.
He took a closer look and saw that the enemy on the left was hit by the sword. The opponent's body was almost cut in half by Harry, with only a small half still connected.
"hiss-"
When Charlie saw this, he couldn't help but gasped - even though it was a nearly immortal enemy, such a scene still made people feel numb.
The other party suffered such serious injuries, and it was obvious that he would not survive without treatment. When Harry, who was passing by the two of them, turned back to look, he only saw the black-eyed wizard falling straight to the ground, but he didn't look at it as carefully as Charlie did.
"Pity."
Since he could only chop one person at a time, Harry felt a little regretful.
Although the splash of blood was enough to make his eyelids twitch slightly, after several battles during this period, he had already gained a lot of resistance to the redness everywhere.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Harry felt a chill in his side. He quickly reached out and touched it, only to find that his robe had been scratched at some point, and even his skin was exposed.
Could it be that when I killed someone just now, the other person also hit me
After realizing that he was not injured, Harry breathed a small sigh of relief—the speed of both parties had actually reached the fastest level just now. For a moment, he didn't realize that he was almost injured.
But at this moment, in the mist not far away, another invisible figure shook his head gently.
"... Harry is too careless."