"Oh? Is it you?"
When the figure appeared beside Harry out of thin air, the black holes of souls scattered in the space near the latter were instantly suppressed, and the powerful suction force against the soul was suddenly reduced to nearly 50%.
However, as a spell caster, Haierbo didn't seem to be surprised that his proud magic was easily interfered with by the other party after seeing the appearance of the visitor.
Moreover, it seems that there is some connection with the visitor that is unknown to others.
"Do you also want to take action against me?" Haierbo looked at the other party calmly and said calmly, "Or do you also dare to take action against me?"
"Why don't you dare?" When the visitor heard this, he asked back with the same indifference.
At the same time, Harry, who finally regained his composure due to the help of others, couldn't help but secretly let out a sigh of relief. Feeling that his body was falling due to loss of support, he quickly recalled the broom and hung in the air again.
But then, even as slow as he was, he quickly noticed the abnormality in front of him after coming back to his senses.
The one who came to save his life was naturally the living corpse boy Rebes - he had the innate ability to devour souls, and he could indeed have a great influence on Haierbo's soul rule magic. Probably Hermione was also based on this. Guess and judgment were the only thing that got rid of him.
However, after the opponent's sudden appearance and slightly suppressed the power of Haierbo's soul black hole, the two sides did not immediately fight again, but inexplicably fell into a stalemate.
Harry asked himself that it was understandable that Rebes did not take action easily. After all, the opponent was Haierbo, an ancient dark wizard with extremely powerful magical abilities. After possessing the body of a demon, his strength was obviously stronger than before. He was almost captured as soon as he met him.
But what about Haierbo? Why did he stop too? And more importantly, what did he mean by what he just said
"Speaking of which," Harry held the hilt of Gryffindor's sword tightly, hovering behind the living corpse boy, and couldn't help but thought to himself, "the batch of living corpses that were under Maka's hands originally seemed to be... They were all born under Haierbo’s hands!”
Thinking of this, Harry subconsciously controlled the broom and retreated a little, instinctively wanting to distance himself from Rebes.
At this moment, Haierbo on the opposite side seemed to notice Harry's little move, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
"Humph... you're still asking me 'why'?" he said, "It seems that your 'human friend' behind you, who only saved his life thanks to your intervention, seems to know the 'why' better than you. !Isn’t it?”
"Um?"
Even though Haierbo said this, Rebes did not look back easily because he was worried that Haierbo would take the opportunity to sneak attack on the two of them. However, after a pause, Rebes still glanced at Harry behind him with his peripheral vision.
But at that moment, the slightly different distance between the two people suddenly became a little dazzling.
"Ah! That's not the case, I-"
The fear he felt at that moment was quickly replaced by shame. Harry hurriedly flew to the side of the living corpse boy, pointed the sharp sword in his hand at Haierbo and said:
"Damn it, you old guy! Don't even think about using such ulterior motives to sow discord between us!"
As he spoke, Harry, who was suddenly furious, almost wanted to swing his sword forward again and stab Helbo's hateful face fiercely.
However, before he could activate his broomstick, he was blocked behind him by Rebes beside him.
"You already said this was a provocation, why did you still fall for his trick?"
The living corpse boy's face was still as indifferent and calm as ever. After he stopped Harry, the eyes that had been looking at Haierbo became colder, and he heard him say seriously:
"Although my consciousness was not stable during the period when I was born, there are still some memory fragments in the depths of my mind. I know that...sister, we are all made possible by you. 'Monsters' created by one hand - we are even different from other companions. We did not evolve naturally through instinctive fighting, but were one of the 'first' individuals forcibly promoted by you. Including my current ability , also given by you yourself..."
Like the high-level living zombies standing solemnly behind Haierbo now, the original pair of zombie twins were also trained by Haierbo himself. When Maka took Willie to Buckingham Palace to meet Haierbo, she briefly fought against the living corpse siblings.
But now, the positions of master and servant have been completely separated due to a series of changes.
"But," Rebes said coldly, "So what? Because you gave birth to me, so I have to be grateful to you and don't dare to do anything to you? You made me go through all this and caused me to lose my sister. You are the culprit! Do I still need to thank you? No, there is only one thing I have to do, and that is... kill you!"
"That's why I hate children," Haierbo shook his head, "What's this called? I think I just read it in a book recently...'Resistance Period', right?"
After muttering casually, Haierbo waved his hand at the other party and said:
"You misunderstood. What I want to say is actually - I gave you your abilities. So, who gave you the courage to fight me?"
However, the next second, the living corpse boy in mid-air did not move at all, as if nothing happened.
"Um?"
Until this moment, Haierbo, who had always been calm as before, showed an unexpected look for the first time, and his bald eyebrows instantly twisted up.
Soon, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes turned cold and he said to himself:
"Damn...that boy!"
In other matters, Harry may often react slowly, but in on-the-spot battles, his timing for taking action is innate! At this point, even a person as intuitive as Hermione can't match it.
The moment Halbo failed to attack Rebes, Harry rushed out, the sword in his hand streaking through the air with a thrilling silver glow.
However, Haierbo, who had gone through many years of disputes and fought against many powerful wizards, would naturally not be too slow in his reaction. In the past, he had always made sneak attacks, so how could he be easily taken advantage of by others.
Suddenly, black flames rose in mid-air, and the shadow transformed by Harry's high-speed sprint flashed past, while Haierbo's figure disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.
The black flames that temporarily erupted as a cover were pierced by the silver sword light and then dissipated, but Haierbo had already appeared in another direction.
"Did he avoid it?" Harry suddenly looked back, "No, I seemed... to be stabbed."