"boom-"
A heavy blow sent Harry flying with his sword, knocking down many ordinary zombies along the way before he rolled to a halt.
It can be said that there is one thing that only Harry knows at the moment, and that is that these enemies who seem to be helpless under Maka have actually grown to the point where they are comparable to magical animals with a "4X" level of danger. Comparable level.
Just like those giant living zombies that are gathered together scattered, even if they move slowly, their strength alone is no less than that of modern giants; and those living zombies with shadow wings on their backs that can fly freely not only have improved resistance Magic power, and can even use powerful magic to attack...
In fact, there is no need to describe them one by one. Because anyone who has seen the battle scenes on the front line will obviously understand that no matter how strong a single individual of these guys is, the most despairing thing is the almost countless number.
When Harry was among the army of living corpses, the scene around him was like a swarm of demons dancing around, making him feel as if he had fallen into hell in an instant.
"Be careful, stand behind me, don't run around. Also, put your sword away first! These guys... obviously can't finish all the cuts in a short while."
Gently lifted up by Maka with a wave of her right hand, Harry stood up straight and then looked at the former's back silently. Perhaps, this was the first time... the first time that he couldn't help but lose his confidence in Maka.
"Maka... is this... the 'demon'?"
He swallowed secretly, moistened his slightly dry throat, and asked.
"No," Maka said slowly with her back to him, "It's 'human beings' - they are just humans who have been reminded of the 'sin' contained in their souls by the 'devil'! Not only them, even Haierbo Likewise, the difference may just be that... Haierbo is active, that's all."
There probably are no so-called "demons" in this world, or in other words, there is a group of demons living in everyone's heart. Whenever they are provoked by negative desires, people may turn into demons and commit crimes.
However, just as without "jealousy" people would not compete, without "lust" there would be no way to reproduce... Without the existence of sin, human beings would certainly not be able to move forward.
I remember Dumbledore said, "'Love' is a powerful force." But in contrast, the power of "sin" is obviously equally important and powerful.
Therefore, Maka never tried to deny the path Haierbo chose, because although it seemed extreme to ordinary people, few people could say that he had taken the wrong path.
At least Maka felt that she was far from qualified.
"I wonder if Professor Dumbledore...has reached the level where he can evaluate Halbo's actions?"
At this moment, Maka couldn't help but think so.
…
Maca is not omniscient and omnipotent.
Although many people now regard him as the only savior, if he is willing, he may be able to create the first religion with clear individual beliefs in the modern history of wizards at any time.
It's a pity that he himself knows very well that he does not have the ability like a god.
For example, right now, Hermione and the others are trapped in a fog due to the accidental disembodiment of several of their companions. It is obvious that Maka has no way of knowing about this matter.
"Keep running! At least you can still see the road clearly under your feet... Also, be careful not to stay too far away from each other. We still don't know what else is in this fog. And the only thing we know is... the danger must be there. .”
The scream before made everyone feel frightened for a while. Although the specific situation is unknown for the time being, the cry of the volunteer who ran away alone has truly become a warning.
Yes, even if the price paid by the other party... is probably a living life.
"Come on, don't be afraid, and don't be discouraged... Canterbury is right ahead, it's unmistakable!"
In the fog, Hermione ran and said all kinds of encouraging words. But to be honest, even she herself didn't know whether this was for her companions or for herself.
All she knew was that if no one spoke, the surroundings would immediately become eerily quiet.
It was obviously windy and everyone's footsteps were heavy, but it felt like we were in a deserted cemetery. Apart from the coldness that comes from my heart, there is no other feeling.
Of course, they were not in space without air at the moment, so how could they not hear the sound. It was just her increasingly tense nerves that made her unconsciously ignore the howling wind and tapping footsteps in her ears.
But suddenly, a pitch-black hand suddenly penetrated the gray mist and firmly grasped the back of the neck of the companion next to her. Then, at the moment when the claws violently dragged the latter into the depths of the fog, another scream was like a heavy hammer, hitting her eardrums hard.
"Ah! Help, help me... Gran..."
The screams and cries for help disappeared so quickly that no one had time to react - Hermione habitually continued to run forward for a few more steps, and then suddenly turned her head, but there was nothing but darkness in her field of vision. can not see.
If it weren't for the absence of a figure around her, she might have thought it was because she was too nervous and was hallucinating.
"Don't slow down."
The Auror who was running behind Hermione reached out and pushed her back gently, which made Hermione startled. But at this moment, I heard the Auror behind me add softly:
"Miss Granger... maybe I will be attacked in the near future, and judging from the situation just now, it is impossible to hide from fear. If you still have Mr. MacLean's Immortal Hidden Potion, I suggest you do it now Use it! If it’s too late, it’s too late.”
Even if no one knows whether Maka's Immortal Hidden Potion is effective on those guys lurking in the fog, there is definitely still value in giving it a try. Moreover, Hermione did still have one bottle in her hand.
However, even if the Immortal Hidden Potion actually takes effect, she will eventually be the only one left to survive temporarily.
This kind of ending was something Hermione didn't want to see.
"Miss Granger, I won't say much else... I just want you to think carefully, should you live alone or sacrifice all of them? At least, I hope you can survive, because Mr. MacLean must hope that you-"
Before the figure behind her could finish speaking, Hermione heard a sudden roar in her ears, and the Auror's words were interrupted.
This time, the heart-rending screams did not come again, but the deathly silence in Hermione's heart moved her more deeply than the screams of the first two people.
"...You are right, I have to live."