"boom-"
Herbo's punch was like a sharp needle piercing a balloon, easily penetrating the magic shield carefully crafted by Hermione and other friends.
As the huge power spread, fine cracks quickly traveled on the surface, and the magic shield formed purely by magic power suddenly collapsed and shattered inch by inch, and then turned into chaotic original magic power, flickering slightly and gradually dissipating.
Of course, such a scene cannot be seen outside the entrance of Spiral Town.
At that moment, Maka just saw the curved barrier exposed through the entrance shatter like a thin layer of glass. And along with the shock caused by that heavy blow, the already enlarged entrance was "teared open" again.
At this moment, the entrance has been completely opened by Haierbo.
"Go!"
After destroying the visible first layer of magic shield, Haierbo obviously still had no intention of breaking in personally. What he wants is Maka's life, not the refugees in Spiral Town who are worthless to him.
He was still looking straight in the direction of Maka, he casually retracted his left fist, then tilted his head slightly and issued the next order to the surrounding zombie men.
"McLean, aren't you ready to do something? There is only one layer of shield left!"
At the same time that Hai Erbo said these words, the army of zombies was already obeying the former's order and swarmed in from the newly opened entrance. But Maka just glanced at it from the corner of her eye, her gaze always staying on Haierbo himself, without moving.
Obviously, as soon as his attention is distracted, Haierbo will aim at that momentary flaw and swoop in instantly. Because like Maka, Haierbo's attention always stayed on his side, and he didn't even move his eyes for a moment when he threw the punch just now.
And now, even if Haierbo only seizes the opportunity of less than a second, the possibility of Maka losing quickly in the high-speed fight will greatly increase.
"'Do something'?" As they looked at each other, Maka said slowly, "Well, why don't I feel it at all... Will you give me a chance to 'do something' now?"
On the other side, Haierbo couldn't help but shrugged when he heard what he said.
"Really?" he said, "Oh, okay! I admit, if you just made a move, I would attack you without mercy. But now... "
Just as he was speaking, Haierbo suddenly spread his hands and his figure suddenly flashed. After waiting for a second, he already appeared on a broken high wall far away from the entrance of Spiral Town.
Immediately, he was seen standing high above, looking down at Maka, who almost followed his gaze to where he appeared, and spoke again:
"I decided to give you a chance!"
"Opportunity? What opportunity?" Maka raised her head, stared at him and asked, "Is it possible that you plan to use your promise of safety to the refugees in that town in exchange for my obedient submission? I'm sorry, you are so important to me. No credibility at all!”
"Then you plan to watch all the people you protect die, and then play a fun game of hide-and-seek with me?"
Haierbo chuckled and shook his head slightly at the end.
"At least in my opinion, such a promise still has a lot of credibility - you see! It's useless for me to kill such a group of incompetent people, right? Even if I let them go today, most of them will be killed in the future. Some people probably won’t live long, but at least there are some lucky ones who can survive, right?”
It can be heard that Haierbo seems to be telling the truth this time. As far as the current battle situation is concerned, Maka is being stared at by the opponent. Even if Spiral Town is being continuously attacked by the army of living zombies, he can only stand in a stalemate with Haierbo while allowing the zombies to attack the second floor. Magic shield.
That piece of protection was something that Maka had personally improved before. In terms of strength, it must be much higher than the outer shield that was shattered by Haierbo's punch just now, but no matter how strong the shield is, it will inevitably gradually wear away under the constant encroachment of the large swarm of "ants".
Even if Haierbo doesn't take action, it will still be broken when it's time to break.
"Why, do you still want to hold on? No matter how much you wait, there is no chance of a turning point. Give up as soon as possible!"
Haierbo clenched his fist casually and stopped staring at Maka. Instead, he savored the wonderful power he had now.
Time passed bit by bit, and the army of zombies who had received the order to attack Spiral Town no longer harassed Maka, but crowded past him one by one as they did not long ago.
But the more they no longer needed to fight, the more anxious the air between Maka and Haierbo became.
Both of them looked calm, but in fact, their glances passing each other seemed to sparks.
About half an hour passed like this, and as the foggy night became darker and darker, a very subtle magic tremor suddenly came out from the broken space channel, making Maka and Haierbo's eyes look at each other at the same time. Congeal.
There is no doubt that this is a sign that the second layer of magic shield is about to be breached.
"Oh, it's time?" Haierpo waved his hands towards Maka, "Then...McLean, tell me your choice!"
"My choice...?"
Maka looked at Haierbo's figure and murmured to herself.
…
"Crack-"
There was no sound when the magic shield shattered, but when Harry stood at the top of the tower and looked up at the cracks in the sky that continued to spread and intertwine, he seemed to hear bursts of cracking sounds.
The rupture of the only remaining magic shield meant that the army of living zombies that had already besieged the outside of Spiral Town for half an hour would soon pour in and destroy and occupy the entire town. .
Harry didn't know how Maka was doing now. He just insisted on trusting the other party, believing that the other party could survive the dual attacks of Haierbo and the zombies.
After all, at this point, all he can do is trust Maka.
"Is it coming soon?" Harry held the Sword of Gryffindor tightly and said to himself silently, "Maka asked me to come in first and stay here to wait. He must have a plan... Stay calm!"
To this day, he no longer has such thoughts as "I wish I could have been truly recognized by the Sword of Gryffindor". There is no use regretting the power that does not belong to you.
As long as you can do your best without regrets at the most critical moment, that's enough.
The moment this idea flashed through Harry's mind, along with an invisible turbulent flow of magic, the last layer of magic shield in the sky turned into fragments that shimmered with magic and fell one after another.
For a moment, it was like a brilliant rain of light falling over the town, cruelty mixed with brilliance.