The number of collectors is decreasing!
Haierbo naturally knew very well who was hunting down his precious soul collectors—other than the troublesome Maka McLean, who else could it be
Fortunately, no matter how fast that guy kills, it is impossible to release him and clear out all the collectors in a short period of time. And it only takes another hour or two for this demon summoning ritual to reach the final step.
So Herbo isn't worried now—he's already seeing the light of victory.
At this moment, he was in the Big Ben clock chamber in the mirror space, his eyes fixed on the figure hanging high in the air in front of the huge glass dial without blinking.
That was the witch Muriel, the sole centerpiece of the entire demon-summoning ritual.
If you just look at it with the naked eye, except for the slightly weird state of her floating in the center of the clock dial, there is actually nothing special about her.
In particular, it can be seen that the pain and distortion in her expression earlier are now gone. Instead, there was a sense of calm and serenity.
Is she dead
No, she was obviously still alive, because her chest was still rising and falling slightly, and her breathing was light but long.
However, if a wizard with the ability to sense magic comes here, he may find some terrifying scenes hidden in the invisible:
Right now, there were large swaths of souls surrounding her, with all kinds of sins revealed in their ferocious expressions.
I saw some angry people roaring silently, some arrogant people sneering with horror, and some people showing their teeth with split corners, as if they couldn't wait to eat Muriel who was so close at hand...
There is no doubt that these are the souls of the people killed by this disaster throughout the city.
It's a pity that although they were exposed because of their sinful desires aroused by some kind of power, they all tried to tear Muriel's soul to pieces. But here, they were the ones being ruthlessly devoured.
The souls were like moths flying into the flames, rushing towards Muriel's body non-stop. But the moment he was about to touch the other person, he was pulled directly between Muriel's mouth and nose by an extremely powerful suction force, and was swallowed up like wisps of smoke.
Not far away, Haierbo was "watching" this scene with a smile on his face. Every time a soul was sucked away, the smile on his face became brighter.
Soon! This time it’s really fast!
"Hmph... hahaha..."
Suddenly, Haierbo, who couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, laughed a few more times, then put away the smile on his face and regained his composure.
"There should be no problem... Then, it's finally time to prepare for the last step!"
Because what Haierbo had to do was extremely difficult, even if he did everything himself, he was not 100% sure of success in the last step of the ceremony that really determined the success or failure of the plan.
Therefore, Haierbo's expression became particularly serious at this moment.
Not long after, he was seen squatting on the spot in the bell room, taking out his pen and ink and carefully drawing a complex ancient magic circle.
It must be said that the next period of time will probably be quite long for everyone.
…
"Bang bang bang bang bang-"
That was the huge sound made when Delphi's giant ice bird flapped its wings and released a large number of ice picks to bombard the mad wizard. Amidst the splashing of ice chips, the last group of enemies on this battlefield was finally wiped out, and no threat remained.
Therefore, when the rumbling stopped for a while, the entire battlefield also became quiet. Only large snowflakes floated towards the blood-stained square, and at a glance, there was an inexplicable sadness.
Of course, not everyone can appreciate this kind of "beautiful scenery". At this moment, everyone is staring at the scene in front of them, but most of them only have a sense of disgust in their hearts.
"Sirius, take the wounded and retreat quickly to Diagon Alley."
"Then Kingsley's side—"
"It's okay, you don't have to worry about that. I'm going in that direction anyway, and I will be responsible for getting him back to the Leaky Cauldron as soon as possible!"
"Uh... um, okay!"
Sirius's acting style is quite clean and tidy. Once a decision is made, it will be implemented immediately. After responding, he said goodbye to Maka and others, then turned around to gather the team.
"Mr. Stewart, you... what about you? To be honest, I actually recommend that you go to the Diagon Alley defense line to rest for a while. I think you must be very tired."
"Yes," Stewart glanced at the group of American wizards behind him, and then said, "They really need a rest... After Mr. Black organizes the team, I will let them follow him."
While speaking, Stewart's face was still as expressionless as before, but one of the strong men behind him heard what he said and immediately said loudly:
"Mr. Principal, I think we have no problem! It's okay to have another one!"
"No, just do as I say!"
When Stewart heard this, he couldn't help but said slightly seriously:
"As you saw just now, you can't do anything to get rid of those black-eyed guys. Not only you, but even me, it will be difficult to get rid of them in a short time if there are too many of them. If it weren't for Mr. McClain and the others in time, Come here, we may be dragged into a war of attrition that is very detrimental to us."
"Oh -" upon hearing this, the strong man shook his head helplessly, "Okay, okay! I have to admit, you are right... It's just that I have to rest soon, don't you think it's a bit of a waste? Is the morale just improved?"
"You are not mercenaries or troops, you are just volunteers in the name of 'humanitarian support'! Everyone is responsible for their own lives."
As Stewart spoke, he suddenly waved his hand and gestured:
"Go! Team-Mr. Lupine will send you out again if necessary! And if I need your help, I will not hesitate to send a message to let you out."
Since Stewart, who was the leader, said so, the strong man said nothing more and had no choice but to turn around and greet his teammates who were resting in place.
Seeing this, Maka waited for Stewart and his teammates to finish talking, then looked at the gap and asked casually:
"Mr. Stewart, so...are you planning to go with me?"
"That's true," the other party quickly nodded slightly, "I might as well tell you - I actually have another mission when I come here this time, which is to get as close to the character and strength of the ancient wizard Haierbo as possible. One touch.”