Chapter 391

Hoffa sat on the wall of Paris and asked Dumbledore, "where's Miranda? Do you know where she's gone?"

Dumbledore was a little surprised. He probably didn't expect Hoffa to ask such a question. After a moment's meditation, he said, "just half an hour ago, before I received the emergency call from Paris. ADBE goshak and I talked for a few minutes and said that the situation on his side was also very serious. If I'm right, Miranda should have gone to Calcutta, India. "

Hoffa almost didn't breathe.

India... India? He was shocked and said, "what's Miranda doing there?"

"Adebe goshak is in Calcutta," Dumbledore said. "It's our colony. There are a lot of magic crops growing there. Miranda should have been instructed by him to help him."

Shit. Hoffa was angry and lucky.

When he was angry, Miranda ran away without telling him.

Fortunately, Miranda didn't seem to be captured by Silby, which made his tense heart fall half.

He took Dumbledore's arm and stood up, separating the French witches who were standing beside him.

Dumbledore yelled behind Hoffa, "where are you going, Hoffa? Don't you take a break first?"

Hoffa waved his hand and the phantom disappeared.

When he reappeared, he came to the stone arch of the super fly road network in Paris, grabbed a handful of powder, jumped in and cried, "Calcutta!"

Hoo, the green fire engulfed him. It was another whirl.

When he appeared, he stood among the palm leaves. The sky suddenly brightened up as it crossed more than half of the earth. The bell tower of European style church could no longer be seen, but the minarets of some monasteries could be seen. The fresh air made his overdrawn mind recover some health.

Countless streams crossed the fields and irrigated the fertile land. There's cotton, there's coffee, there's scallions, there's cloves and red pepper. The rising smoke curled around the top of a clump of palm trees, revealing a fresh and beautiful bungalow, the ruins of several monasteries and several strange temples. The ever-changing decoration art in Indian architecture enriches the content of these temples. In the past, it was a vast expanse of fields. In those bushes, poisonous snakes, tigers.

Even though Hoffa was worried about Miranda, the picture left him a little distracted for a moment. But without waiting for him to take a breath, he heard someone shouting something. It was probably Sanskrit in India.

But strangely, he didn't see a half figure. The cry rang out in his ear, just like talking to his ear. Hoffa shook his head fiercely, trying to throw out the strange sound.

But after a long time, it was useless. The shouting did not disappear, but became more intensive.

The shouting is getting louder and louder, which can't be ignored at all.

Hoffa can't, can only follow the sound ran up, gradually, he approached a whole temple area. There are pointed Hindu towers everywhere, as well as some Buddha statues.

He found the source of the cry. The shouts came from the high places of those temples, where there were thousands of monks, probably equivalent to the sober wizard in England.

It's strange that they are so far apart that they should not be able to hear. But the voice went straight to the bottom of Hoffa's heart, clearly distinguishing the gender of each caller.

He even heard the voice of ADBE goshak in it. Obviously he didn't even see Adebayor's face. When did his hearing become so excellent?

He was perplexed by the strange voice that reached to the bottom of his heart.

At the same time, the ground vibrated.

Dong Dong...

Dong Dong...

Dong Dong...

Dong Dong...

the vibration is more and more intense, and the tiger in the shrubbery rushes out of the jungle like a fugitive, along with poisonous snakes and elephants.

On the other side of the temple, there is a winding river, about 50 meters wide,

on the other side of the river, the black crowd rushed out from the bushes, crowded with people. It's too much to imagine. You can't see the end at a glance.

A few minutes ago, when Hoffa was in Paris, he thought there were more people there than on the train in India, but he really came to India, and he could not find any words to describe it.

British India covers an area of 1.4 million square miles and has a population of 180 million. To be honest, when he knew that Miranda might come to India, he was determined to find her even though she was drowned in the sea of people, but he didn't expect to see so many.

Sleepwalkers drive tigers and elephants into the Ganges River, using their bodies as dams to fill the river regardless of the cost, while the people behind them step on their bodies and rush forward one after another.

Soon, in less than a minute, they reached the other side of the river. Hit the wall of the temple.

The cry for help in the mind is more tragic. Huo FA covers his ears fiercely. He is almost deafened by the sound. But it's no use covering his ears. He can still hear the sound everywhere.He had to do something, something, to get rid of that deafening sound.

What can we do?

The answer is self-evident.

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the tower is tottering under the impact of sleepwalkers, and the Wizards on the tower scatter and flee. The local monks, on the other hand, had nowhere to go. They sat cross legged, closed their eyes, ready to die.

Adebe goshak waved his wand and released the magic spell at the top of the tower, but his deputy anxiously pulled him and tried to drag him away. "Minister goshak, this place is occupied. We have to leave."

"No, 40 percent of the existing plantations are behind us. If the plantations are destroyed, we will soon run out of ammunition." Adebe goshak said firmly: "if either method will die, then why not fight? Maybe there are still some opportunities."

His subordinates could not persuade him, so they had to follow his orders to persuade the monks to take up arms and fight together. But it didn't have much effect. The monks no longer resisted, and the British witches who came here also fled and scattered.

But just as the temple was about to collapse, the sleepwalker who crossed the Ganges stopped moving. Their heads turned around, looking in one direction.

Looking in that direction, the monk and ADBE, as well as some other English witches, saw a young man with black hair standing by the Ganges River. I saw him staggering, walking a very strange pace, almost fell, but at the moment of his appearance, the sleepwalkers stopped attacking the city and moved to him slowly.

It's completely invisible, but everyone can feel the huge energy gathering in the air. The power flowed over their heads, and it was frightening.

The monks all stood down and chanted words. Someone pointed at him and even ran down the tower to the boy.

ADBE recognized the boy and exclaimed in surprise, "Bach!"

Hoffa turned a deaf ear. He recited the heart flow mantra in his heart. In a short day, he used this terrible mantra again. In the face of such a large number of sleepwalkers, the pressure he endured can be imagined.

The magic was so great that there were cracks on his nails and bones, as well as the ground. A huge fissure appeared in the ground. The water of Ganges roared into the crack, and the river began to be widened infinitely. At first, it was 50 meters, then 100 meters, 500 meters, 1000 meters, 2000 meters... The crack expanded so fast that at last the water of Ganges went down crazily, and finally reduced to the size of a small stream.

With the blood flowing from Hoffa's nose and his callous recitation of so, a huge Canyon appears in the Ganges river bed, which is as wide and deep as the East African Rift Valley, completely separating the sleepwalkers from the survivors. In addition, hundreds of meters of high walls have been erected across the canyon, completely blocking the possibility of sleepwalkers' invasion.

Finally, after this magnificent landscape appeared, the strange cry for help in Hoffa's mind finally disappeared. He sat down on the ground and became a dead dog.

The rescued monks clattered down from the temple and ran to Hoffa. Around him, constantly kneeling, tears. Some even cried and fainted. Just as the Israelites saw Moses who separated the Red Sea.

As in Paris, Hoffa turned a deaf ear to these adorations, and he was too tired to breathe.

Although the magic brought by the heart flow mantra can be consumed, it is more a mess of abnormal power accumulated in his body, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.

What's more, the voice in his ear is louder. It's not the worship or chanting of monks around him, but the voice from far away places.

It was useless for him to cover his ears, because they came from the unknown and went to the bottom of his heart.

He didn't know what it would be like for sylby to use the spell himself, and it would be too painful to do it every time.

It's not easy to gasp for breath from the half dead state. When he saw ADBE goshak sitting down beside him, he said with boundless emotion: "good boy, you are really grown up!"

Hoffa has not recovered from the strange voice. He knows that Adebayor is talking in his ear, but he has no idea what Adebayor is talking about. The strange cry for help is too noisy.

"What are you talking about?" He pointed to his ear as if he were deaf.

"I said, I did not mistake you!" Adebayor said in his ear loudly, "I knew you could do great things from the first grade!"

Hoffa finally heard it clearly. He could hear it from Professor goshak, who had been strict all his life. If it was in the past, he felt that he was already smiling. But not now, because he didn't see Miranda in Calcutta at all.

Without a word of politeness, Hoffa directly asked Adebayor, "where's Miranda?"

"What are you looking for Miranda for?" said Adebayor

Hoffa would like to say, because your baby granddaughter made me strong. But he knew he couldn't say that... He just said, "I have something to do with her."Adebei frowned and thought for a while, "Miranda did come to me, but she saw that the situation here was grim, so she left to help me find foreign aid."

"I'm... I'm..." Hoffa almost lost his footing. He suppressed his desire to be rude and stood up on Adebayor's shoulder. He was out of breath and insisted: "where has she gone?"

"America."

"The United States is the place with the most surviving witches. She went there to help me find foreign aid," said adebe goshak

"Where is America? "Hoffa gritted his teeth.

"New York, it should be." ADBE some uneasy said.

To be honest, the young man's appearance made him feel a little scared and uneasy, especially the huge and almost terrifying power before, which he still remembers vividly. It was beyond his understanding, and it didn't look like the power that ordinary people could control.

Despite the pain, Hoffa turned and walked away, leaving Adebayor and the Indian monks.

Adbei worried looking at Hoffa's back, "Bach, why are you so anxious to find her? If you want to see her, she will come back later."

Hoffa didn't say a word, and the phantom disappeared.

He heard Adebayor's words, but how dare he wait another second? The letter from Silby still lingers in his mind. He had to find Miranda immediately to prevent her from being taken away by Silby.

So he came to the super flying road network, got into it and yelled, "New York."

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this time, as soon as he landed, he found himself standing on the top of the statue of liberty, facing the vast Atlantic Ocean. Behind them is the running Hudson River and dozens of abandoned barges.

Before he had a look at the environment, there was a huge cry for help in his brain. It's louder and clearer than in Calcutta.

It was English, the cries of men and women for help, screams, prayers, they were full of pain, impacting Hoffa's mind.

He covered his head and squatted down.

The sound is getting louder and louder. In the end, it's not as simple as the sound. He even saw some broken pictures. He saw more than a dozen witches besieged by tens of thousands of sleepwalkers on Long Island, some of them desperate, kneeling down and praying.

He saw a group of shivering, sober wizards hiding at the top of the Broadway theater. In the street below them, there was a torrent of dark shadows.

And there's the bank in lower Manhattan, surrounded by sleepwalkers on a few streets. There are many goblins in the bank, lying on the fence in horror, holding their heads.

In the group of goblins, Hoffa also saw a familiar guy, indor.

Recognize that he almost let Hoffa's head almost collapse, good guy, voice and picture together, let him cover his head and sit on the ground, clenching his teeth. It was something he had never experienced before. Why did he hear so many people and voices? See the needs of so many people?

Is this the side effect of the heart flow mantra?