Chapter 373

Forest east of Nuremberg, Germany.

After Professor bins asked about the location of newmengard wizard prison, Maka set out as soon as possible. It's just a hurry all the way. It's already that night when we get to dazezhabeshe forest.

Newmond GAD wizard prison was built by greenward himself since the time when the strength of black wizards spread all over Europe.

It was once full of wizards who opposed greenward's atrocities, which was the most frightening darkness in the whole European magic world.

Ironically, when greenward was defeated by Dumbledore, he was locked up alone at the top of the prison once full of blood and despair.

Up to now, how many people still remember the terrible wizard?

The dazzling sun has given up its last ray of glory on the western horizon, and the bright moon hangs obliquely in the East sky like a silver plate.

With the cold moonlight on her shoulders and the magic book on her feet, Maka flew quickly over a large dense forest.

"... newmond GAD."

He saw that in the deepest part of the forest, near the mountains, there were two high vertical walls next to each other. At the junction of the broken wall with clear soil layers, a cold and dark spire tower rises from the ground and stands in the center of the broken wall.

The high tower is angular and the stone walls are clearly marked, but the magic spell that may be used to keep the building intact is becoming ineffective with the years, making it look a little dilapidated.

Without slowing down, Maka took out the staff and held it in her hand. She stared at the tower and approached it quickly.

The cold wind at night roared in his ears, hiding the roar of the wild animals in the forest.

Finally, when approaching some dilapidated houses around the tower, Maka suddenly slowed down and fell on the open space between the ruins.

Greenward once regarded newmengard as his base and expanded his sphere of influence. Naturally, there must be a place where his men once lived and trained.

After landing on the ground, Maka relaxed a little. She was tired from a long flight.

Although flying with the Magic Book depended on the application of the floating spell, he stood on it to maintain his balance, but it all depended on his own physical strength.

Although this flight mode can maximize his ability derived from the assassin, it is easier to fly with a broomstick for a long time.

After a short rest, Maka walked on the old road in the middle of the ruins and collected the house debris on both sides into her eyes.

The remains of these buildings can be more or less distinguished. It is obviously a real thing that greenward trained the wizard army here.

All the buildings here have a simple and strong style. At the end of the wide road, in the open space in front of newmond GAD's high tower prison, there are even mutilated dolls for training magic spells.

The traces of militarization are almost clear at a glance.

"Speaking, I seem to have been sure of such a training plan!" Maka stepped into the open training ground as if she remembered something and shook her head slightly.

Didn't he try something similar during his short schooling in demstrom?

"Garrett greenward, are you still up here?"

Maka looked up at the top of the tower. The bright moonlight floated down from the air and showed the whole newmengard and the stone walls around it.

"... he'd better still be there."

It really made Maka feel a little bad that greenward might run out and make trouble.

Greenward is better at using other means than magic to gain benefits for himself than ups and downs. This once close friend and old enemy of Dumbledore was by no means as easy to see through as Voldemort.

Defeated by his former best friend and locked up in this tower for decades, what has become of the world-famous careerist?

"Whoever comes stops."

As soon as Maka came to the iron gate in the middle of the high wall, a cold voice came out of the door.

"English?" he said slightly puzzled, "... Is it Dumbledore's guard?"

Professor bins once mentioned that there are sporadic records of newmond GAD that there seem to be unknown guards here. However, whether this is true or not is denied by Professor bines, who has always been rigid in his treatment of history.

"Bang!"

"Bang... Bang... Bang..."

With a heavy muffled sound, the ground seemed to tremble slightly, which seemed to be the sound of footsteps.

"... newmond GAD... Detains felons... Refuses to visit prison."

The cold voice without a trace of emotion rang again, and then the next moment, a huge figure less than the high wall in front of Maka came into Maka's vision from one side of the iron fence door.

"Giant?"

Yes, at the moment, standing in front of Maka through the iron fence gate, it is a giant that has not much left in modern times.

This giant is bigger and stronger than those seen by Maka in the giant tribe. Looking at his surprisingly tall and straight height, he may be nearly 30 feet.

What's more surprising is that the giant is wearing a complete set of skirt armor, and even carrying a powerful long handle nail hammer in his hand.

In the middle ages, Muggle soldiers used nail hammers to deal with armored enemies, but when it came to giants, it was a thorough siege weapon.

"Where did this giant warrior come from?" Marca whispered, looking up at the giant five times his height.

After watching each other for a moment, Maka opened her throat and tried to shout.

"Dumbledore sent me!"

The big man squatted down a little, looked carefully at Maka, and shook his head expressionless.

"Newmond GAD, no visits."

Maybe this guy only knew these words, or because he stayed here too long, Maka immediately found that it was futile to communicate with him.

No more nonsense with him, Maka threw out the magic book and flew up again.

The giant, whose mind was almost full of fighting instinct, immediately picked up the nail hammer and swung it at Maka as he flew over the iron fence gate at high speed.

This hammer completely showed the giant's powerful physical power. At the place where the nail hammer passed, even the air flow was violently dragged up, and the power of breaking the air triggered a burst of roaring.

Although Maka relied on his exquisite and familiar flying skills to avoid the swing of the nail hammer, he was pulled by the fierce air flow and forcibly changed his flight trajectory.

Fortunately, the giant is not good at dealing with flying insects like him. This was true during the war in ancient times and still in modern times.

After slightly correcting the flight direction, Maka immediately picked up speed and flew to the top of the tower in the furious sight of the giant.

"Call -"

Avoiding the huge clods roaring after themselves, the next second, the clods fell heavily on the tower, crashing into a piece of stone debris and soil residue.

Soon, the dust was dissipated by the strong wind in the air, but the intact outer wall of the tower was exposed.

Maka glanced back at the giant and saw that he was picking up another piece of soil. He released a magic and burst it into pieces in an instant.

"Anyway, how does the giant train? Maybe you can find Dumbledore's notes or something later..." Marca thought as she flew to the window hole at the top of the tower.

There are not many windows in newmond GAD... No, to be exact, there are only two holes in the tower. One is naturally the main entrance at the bottom of the tower, and the second is the window opening at the top.

The window opening was quite narrow, about three fingers wide. Looking inside, it was dark and could not see anything.

But on the stone wall of the tower itself, Maka felt a vague magic wave, rejecting all outsiders.

"Does it look dilapidated on the surface, but in fact it is full of defense?"

Maka reached out and touched the cold gray black outer wall, and there was a stabbing pain on her palm. He did not withdraw his palm because of the sudden pain, frowned and endured the pain, and examined it carefully.

"It seems that there is no defense magic of counterattack like the tower in roina..." Maka thought to herself, and then stretched out her magic wand to aim at the outer wall.

"Click - boom!"

He moved the force of the rules impolitely, and the wall was immediately covered with frost. After a broken sound from inside to outside, the magic fixed in it and the whole outer wall collapsed completely.

Throwing the cracked stones under the tower, Maka dodged into the room on the top floor of the newmond GAD tower.

It can be seen that this is also a prison.

Although there are beds, desks, wardrobes and so on in this room, there are all kinds of daily necessities. But on the other side near the stairs, there is a whole black metal fence door.

However, at this moment, the fence door is half open!

"Have you run away?"

Maka stared at the fence door and stood quietly by the desk. Behind him, the cold moonlight came in silently without the obstruction of the wall, dragging a long shadow in front of him.

"Huh?"

Maka turned her head and glanced at a piece of parchment on the desk. He picked it up and glanced at it, then a sharp flash flashed in his eyes.

"What is this?" he said coldly, "... A threat?"

Before the words fell, Maka whirled out of the gap behind her with the magic book. The parchment in her hand suddenly threw down her body, and then raised the staff and a blue and white light column.

In a violent roar, the parchment turned into cold fragments with the once notorious newmond GAD tower.

"That's the child Voldemort said..." in the forest in the distance, an old man in rags looked at the ice blue glow in the distance, and his old face showed a trace of surprise.

"Sure enough... 'you can't force the enemy directly'?"