Chapter 441

To tell the truth, Maka flew a little reckless today because he thought he might have to be in a hurry.

Although it's dark in London, it's still bright in New York. When Maka passed over the city with a phantom spell, she caught a glimpse of a team of Aurors in the shadow of the street corner.

Obviously, they have been very busy these days.

After all, the silent person's destructive ability is still very strong. If you fly in the air, it's OK to say, at most, it's just to look at a group of dark fireworks. But if they want to dig through the wall, the Muggles will have a lot of fun.

"... Oh, I remember, in the United States, they were called 'hemp chickens'?"

As Maka muttered, she raised her flight speed to another level and headed straight north of New York.

His destination was riveredge, New Jersey, which came from the mouth of Joshua.

Before long, he suddenly turned upside down. After grasping the magic book under his feet, he jumped directly from high altitude and fell into a bare lawn.

The more buildings that cast a lot of magic spells, the easier it is to spread complex magic waves. If you don't pay attention, Marca can't find it at once, but now he has got the general position from Joshua.

When approaching the ground, he immediately waved his staff under his body, and a majestic updraft quickly offset his falling speed.

When Kankan landed smoothly, he went straight to the empty front.

"It should be here. That's right."

Maka stretched out her left hand without the staff and groped in the air. A few minutes later, he seemed to grasp something and gently pulled out.

Then he took a step forward without hesitation, and sank into an invisible barrier like a fish into the water.

In fact, some violent cracking methods will be faster, but in fact, Maka also needs this barrier to help him cover up, so as not to let the Auror of the United States come too fast and affect what he has to do.

After entering the barrier, on the lawn in front of him, there was a small private manor that didn't occupy much land but was quite luxurious in decoration.

"Quite a lot of magic spells are arranged..." Maka crossed the iron fence door in front and felt the big house inside for a while and said to herself, "it's not too troublesome."

In this manor, not only the defensive magic was solidified on the buildings, but also many warning spells were cast in the vestibular garden. But in Maka's view, these spells are not out of the normal scope, and it won't take much effort to crack them.

At present, the other party still has hostages in his hand. He doesn't want to disturb others because he is too rude. If someone threatened him with the girl named "Zoe", would he do it? It's better not to do it?

"... if you really get there, let's talk about it!"

Maka pointed the staff in her right hand at the iron fence door. With a magic shock, the door opened silently in the twinkling of an eye.

He looked left and right. After a little judgment, he stepped forward step by step.

It was during those few steps that Maka moved forward that his whole body began to enter the quite rapid deformation of Animagus. Just three or four steps later, such a big body suddenly shrunk into an insignificant hummingbird, and suddenly flew into that premise.

Although the warning spells in the garden are quite complex, the silk threads and symbols composed of magic appear quite clear in the sensing range of Maka.

Yes, both clever analysis and forced destruction are a means to break into it. But in addition, there are selective ways to avoid this way.

The Animagus form of Maka is surprisingly small and can hover extremely stably in the air. Except for some of the magic spells in the form of "face", he can almost drill through directly.

No matter how familiar, cracking always takes some time, but avoiding them can save these time-consuming steps.

But I saw the little hummingbird leaping up and down in the garden. Although it occasionally stopped for dozens of seconds or a minute or two, it kept flying forward most of the time.

Before long, Marca came to a window on the first floor of the manor.

After he returned to human form again, the magic wand gently touched the window frame. At the moment when the spell was quietly broken, the window suddenly opened, and he flexibly turned over and drilled in.

Once you enter the house, your actions will be much smoother. After all, no one will set too many spells in the room where you often need to walk.

After mending a phantom spell for herself, Maka walked quickly along the corridor.

It seems that there are still many people left in the house, because he can actually sense those quite abnormal magic fluctuations. But most of them stayed in the room honestly - some stayed together, while others were only one or two.

Marca didn't know why Lenny, the old wizard, assigned so much, but he knew that those strange magic fluctuations must be silent one by one.

The two people he was looking for were an ordinary witch named Zoe and a black wizard named Lenny. This means that he only needs to find normal magic fluctuations.

It's obviously not difficult for him, is it?

Maka walked around the house. He didn't see any of the silent people controlled by the old wizard. Every corridor seemed a little empty.

Obviously, those people are in the room, but no one dares to walk out of their room. It can be seen that the old wizard still has very strong control over them.

"Did you spend a lot of time?" Maka stood in front of a descending ladder, looked at the underground floor submerged by the darkness, and said to herself silently, "it's not surprising that after so long preparation, she will naturally want to do a good job."

Most powerful black wizards also have their own beliefs. But this belief always deviates from the order, which will lead to all kinds of evils.

Although Maka disagrees with their intentions, her firm belief is worth affirming.

Since you have chosen your own way, you can only believe in yourself and stick to it. The scene in front of the magic journey is usually unknown.

To blame, we can only blame them for taking the wrong road from the beginning, that's all.

Maka just paused a little, made herself more vigilant, and soon raised her legs and walked into the darkness under the stairs.

This is a Z-shaped stone staircase. After turning several times, some light came from below. When Maka walked across a platform again, he saw some low brightness torches supported on the stone wall on the side.

The flame on those torches was a kind of blue cold flame, still swaying slightly in the windless ground. Maka knew that those magic flames swayed so much because of the flow of magic.

From the direction of the flame swing, it seems that there are some interesting things hidden below, which are constantly absorbing the magic in the air and forcing them to flow in the same direction.

Maka turned her head and looked at the flames, but she didn't stop at all. Soon she stepped on a long corridor underground.

From here on, the number of spell traces began to increase significantly. Maka moved forward carefully. At the beginning, she untied several trap spells. Later, she simply changed into the form of Animagus and passed through the gap in the corner.

There are few rooms on both sides of the corridor. After a long distance, a stone gate will appear. Most of the rooms behind those stone doors were empty. Maka cracked several doors in a row, and then didn't bother to open them for observation.

Think about it. After all, this is only the second stronghold. The old wizard just moved from the mirror space of the monastery not long ago. Naturally, he will not make use of all places so soon.

"Well?"

Maka, who was flying forward, suddenly stopped in mid air. After he sensed the space in a nearby stone gate again, he removed his Animagus form.

In the next second, it seemed that he didn't intend to hide his existence any more. The staff in his hand suddenly pointed at the stone gate.

"Boom!"

The powerful smashing spell burst out, completely exploding the thick stone door into pieces, and even the attached spell was destroyed.

When the stone chips splashed, he walked in against the diffuse dust, and then caught a glimpse of the slender body with his hands hanging in the air.

There is nothing else in this basement.

"Look at her clothes and appearance, it should be the Zoe described by Joshua. Yes, it's just..." Maka quickly stepped forward and stretched out her hand, "it's true that the magic collapsed and died?"

He suddenly waved his staff, and a black skeleton rushed at the woman, but easily passed through each other's body and dissipated behind him.

"... it's hopeless."

Marca frowned and thought for a moment, then turned abruptly and walked out.

As Dumbledore said, don't take too much pity on the dead, because those who are still alive need help more. At present, he must go to the source of abnormal magic flow as soon as possible, and maybe he can gain something.

To put it bluntly, even those who are silent here are not bad guys. What he is looking for is just the culprit who led to all this.

But just as he came to the door, a strange wave spread from the depths of the corridor outside. The magic that had been flowing in the air suddenly soared at this moment.

"... what the hell happened?"