If old Aslan was asked to defeat the huge demon, he asked himself that it would be impossible - even if he used his best and most powerful magic spell, he could not hurt the opponent at all.
If this is the case, what is there to talk about that cannot be defeated
However, if he was just required to hold the opponent back for a while and buy time for the other companions to evacuate... it seemed that he could still give it a try without risking his own life.
"boom-"
When the huge figure once again clenched his fists and struck the old wizard's head, he was seen dodging away in great embarrassment while suddenly aiming his wand at the ground at the feet of the pair.
Quietly, the originally thick ground suddenly softened, and large areas of soil turned into swamps, which suddenly became muddy.
Unfortunately, compared to the opponent's huge size, the swamp transformed by old Aslan's transformation technique suddenly seemed a bit too shallow.
At that moment, all I saw was that the opponent's feet slipped and stumbled, and he fell to the ground with another "bang". But he only rolled over in the "mud pit" and then got up again.
And while old Aslan was still trying to make the swamp as wide and deep as possible, the other party suddenly squatted and jumped in it, and jumped out directly.
"boom!"
Old Aslan once again dodged the opponent's heavy blow and hurriedly opened some distance, and then got an opening and turned around.
At that moment, what he saw was the scene of everyone running away together - chased by many living corpses, everyone was trying their best to run south. Most of the wizards with broomsticks carried as many people as possible, including Charlie, but the number of broomsticks was obviously very limited, and many people could only run around on the ground as best they could.
Therefore, scenes of being chased, intercepted, and even brutally killed by living corpses are happening everywhere.
"What the hell is going on in this world?"
Old Aslan sighed softly, and suddenly flicked his wand again, releasing an extremely bright but seemingly harmless arc of light. Then, when the huge demon rushed towards him with the curse, he appeared again. Narrowly escaping the ferocious stampede that was almost fatal.
Yes, if the big black man in front of him only has great strength and high defense, if he pays more attention to avoid the opponent's attacks, it seems that he can continue like this.
In order to allow more people to escape from this place, old Aslan felt that his decision to stay and take a risk was very correct.
But soon, he discovered that he was wrong - he had far underestimated the ability of this behemoth that appeared here inexplicably.
"Roar-"
The old wizard repeatedly avoided being stepped on and hammered by him, which made the big black man extremely angry. It roared suddenly on the spot, and the next moment, it suddenly raised its right foot and stomped on the spot.
"Boom!"
Yes, this big man does seem to have strong physical abilities, but his strength is obviously abnormally great.
With this sudden stomp of his foot, he immediately made a large circular pit larger than the swamp that old Aslan had created just now. As the strong vibration spread, the mud and rocks splashed, and a large area The cracks immediately spread to all directions.
This time, the old wizard was completely caught off guard. In the blink of an eye, he was knocked to the ground first. Immediately afterwards, many large and small rocks and earth clods flew across. Being hit by any one of them would definitely result in broken bones and tendons.
Fortunately, he finally reacted and immediately stretched out his wand and cast an obstacle spell, which slowed down all the oncoming rocks and blocked them in their tracks.
As more gravel and soil whizzed past him, and the raised dust was gradually blown away, old Aslan was shocked to find that the big man had disappeared.
Where did it go? How could such a big body just disappear
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt that the top of his head was getting darker and darker. The next moment he looked up suddenly, what he saw was a huge black thing falling down like a meteorite.
"Varied-"
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"Quick, sit in front of me... just squeeze in, I can take two people with me no problem."
Charlie had just rescued another wizard who was resisting tenaciously during the siege of a group of living corpses. But just as he let the other person sit on his broom and was about to fly into the air, he suddenly felt a powerful force coming from behind.
"Boom—"
A terrifying shock wave pushed the three of them directly out, and at the same time, there was another terrifying roar.
The ground is shaking.
Charlie, who rolled on the ground for a long distance before barely stopping, hurriedly got up and looked back, but what he saw from a distance was the surging dust and large areas of collapse and subsidence in the camp.
"what happened?"
Because the thing happened so suddenly, even if people can see the scene afterwards, they have no idea what happened.
All he knew was that the situation on the old wizard's side seemed not good.
"... If possible, take little Kate out of England!"
Charlie, who just couldn't help but want to go over and take a look, suddenly remembered the expression on old Aslan's face when he mentioned his granddaughter before - under various circumstances, it seemed that there had been some discord between the grandfather and grandson in the past, but the fetters of family ties Apparently never far away from either of them.
"Mr. Weasley, should we..."
The two wizards he rescued were already crawling to their feet, and when they saw the scene in the camp, they couldn't help showing sad expressions.
There are actually many companions in the camp who failed to escape, but now it seems that they may never come out again.
"Let's go!" Charlie shook his head, picked up the broom, stood up and said, "Going back now is undoubtedly a violation of the old Sir's determination to fight for us alone, and... we can't do anything. .”
After inviting the two of them to sit on the broom again, Charlie controlled the broom and took off again, heading straight towards the still gray mist-filled sky in the south.
Suddenly, when he turned around, he saw the huge demon standing in the center of the camp, roaring angrily at them who were escaping quickly, looking extremely ferocious and terrifying.
As for the old wizard... Looking from here, he has completely disappeared.
After a while, Charlie, who gradually joined the other wizards who had successfully evacuated in the mist, roughly counted the number of people, only to find that less than half of the original number was left. I don't know how many people among the other half were separated from them, and how many people... have already lost their lives.
"Anyway... let's go to Weymouth first!" Charlie suggested with a heavy face.