Chapter 442

While sensing the further abnormal image of the magic flow, Maka directly and rudely broke the trap curse arranged in the corridor and rushed to the depths of the corridor.

When he quickly reached the deepest part of the corridor, he immediately saw the stone gate at the end. And the magic in the air is constantly flowing into the door.

As he got closer and closer to the door, the sound from the door made him speed up again.

"... hum... Hahaha... I see! I finally understand how to create the most powerful silent! Greenward! Facts have proved that I am not an 'ordinary wizard everywhere'! Even without your help, I will become a successful wizard! Hahaha..."

Listening to the words coming out of the door, the old wizard was obviously close to madness. Even the external magic spell was forcibly broken, and he was not distracted from it.

"Boom!"

As Maka approached the stone gate, the staff in her hand was raised decisively and exploded it into pieces. Then, as just now, he rushed in without hesitation.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw an old wizard with bloodshot eyes looking at him fiercely. Just in front of the old wizard, a boy with a bare upper body knelt there with his back straight, and his half long brown hair was windless.

The magic that had floated in the air seemed to be under some inexplicable traction and rushed into the boy's body.

On the ground beside the boy, there were several young girls of the same age, who seemed to have lost their breath.

"... who are you?" the old wizard Lenny asked.

But Maka did not pay attention to him, but focused on the young man - he could feel that the natural magic that could not be directly used by wizards was being sucked into his body all the time and transformed into the strange energy of the silent person.

Maka knows that this is indeed one of the abilities of the silent, and it is also the reason why they are stronger than ordinary wizards. But this highly sustained and efficient absorption and transformation seems incredible.

"Who are you? Answer me -"

Seeing that his problem was ignored by Maka, old Lenny was very angry. He hated the feeling of being ignored, especially after being abandoned by greenward, which made him crazy.

"Answer me!" he roared in his old, hoarse voice, "awada is dead!"

The harsh green beam of light shot out from the tip of his wand, twisted slightly in the air, and hit Maka like a green lightning.

But Maka didn't even look at it. She just waved the magic wand and led the curse aside with the help of magic guidance. The green light brushed past him, seemingly breathtaking but crisp hit the stone wall behind him.

"I thought you were just an incompetent researcher who went the wrong way," Marca said casually as she walked towards the boy, "but at least you have made unremitting efforts."

"... but I must admit that I was wrong."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head and looked at old Lenny with contempt and coldness in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, you didn't go the wrong way at all, but deceived others with escape. You may be able to deceive yourself, but can you deceive others?"

"You know what!" old Lenny angrily pointed to Marca, his wrinkled fingers clenched his wand, and the tip of the wand trembled violently. "Who are you? Who are you!"

"In order to avoid me, you didn't hesitate to give up the monastery and move here. Now I'm standing in front of you, but you don't know who I am?" Marca looked at him up and down. "Are you out of your mind for these boring research and cheating yourself?"

After that, he shook his head and put his eyes back on the boy kneeling on the ground.

The old man's words are ridiculous, because although the energy in the boy's body is constantly condensing, it has gradually become stagnant.

It's true that he's powerful. If it breaks out, it's amazing - but it has to be able to play. However, the alienation magic condensed to such intensity has long been beyond human control.

Let alone control the normal use of this energy, even if it is allowed to run away by itself, it will only become a mass of ownerless energy after killing the host.

But Lenny, the old wizard, seemed to have heard some great insult and waved his arm violently.

"You say this is' boring research '?" he shouted. "Do you know what research I'm doing? And say I'm' avoiding 'you? If it weren't for greenward's orders, I wouldn't care at all!"

Greenward's denial almost made his decades of hard struggle meaningless; Maka's contempt mercilessly smashed his dignity as a wizard and scholar.

Most of the space in Lenny's heart has been occupied by anger. As Maka said, his brain has become abnormal.

Obviously, the curse of death was lightly cracked by Maka just now, but he was stunned and didn't realize some situations that can't be ignored.

"... do you understand what you're talking about?" Lenny shouted. "How can a boy of your age understand my great research!"

"It's nothing more than using some extreme means to stimulate his fragile spirit..." Marca said disapprovingly. "Someone did this as early as the dark ages a few centuries ago."

He could not help shaking his head again when he saw the old man's face in amazement.

"Don't you know that?" Maka's performance seems to be a little lack of interest. "There are records about the silent person in the literature. Although there is no explicit statement, it's not difficult to understand with a little speculation. The method used is nothing more than taking God's thoughts or soul snatching spells?"

He kept saying the implied words of running, turning his speculation into food to annoy the other party, trying to make the old man completely lose his mind in anger and oppression.

After all, this guy is greenward's old department. He must know a lot of information. But if you use mind taking or vomit, greenward may not have left a defensive back hand.

If you want to smoothly take out the information you want, you'd better let yourself say it.

At this point, Maka suddenly turned and strode towards Lenny.

"What are you going to do --"

As soon as the old wizard saw him act quickly, he immediately waved his wand. But he, who has been immersed in research for many years, has long been unfamiliar with wizard duels. Before his magic spell took shape, Maka waved a magic rope around his neck.

"As for the specific spell, just --" Maka pointed the wand at the tip of the wand in the old wizard's hand and cast a less commonly used spell.

"Flashback spell."

When Maka recited the mantra, a magic power swirled from the head of his wand and turned into strands of invisible silk thread, which was connected with Lenny's wand.

Immediately after, a gray smoke gushed out from between their sticks and dispersed quietly.

A slightly blurred picture soon appeared in the smoke:

A young child was being bullied by a group of other children. Countless soles stepped on him hard, leaving a lot of footprints on his ill fitting old clothes.

The bullied child was scolded by his parents after he returned home. He couldn't allow him to talk back.

Obviously, this is the shadow of the boy's childhood kneeling on the ground. For him, perhaps the most terrible thing in the world is the bullying of his peers and the injustice of his parents and close relatives.

"Well, is it really taking the God to chant the mantra?" Maka nodded at the repeated picture.

When you use the mind taking technique to forcibly read a certain memory of another person, that memory will also be played back in the mind of the cursed person. If you read that memory repeatedly, you can make the other party recall it again and again.

This method of letting people experience the most painful past again and again will indeed fill the hearts of some vulnerable objects with despair.

The so-called silent people are a group of children with magical potential who are not guided and depressed. It is not hard to imagine that this way would trigger their violent walk.

But what is the reason that the old wizard who wanted to control the power of the silent suddenly wanted to detonate these "bombs"... This is a question.

"It's better to say that I'm even more surprised that you think of doing so now!"

Maka said, trying to release the replay spell and disperse the gray smoke. But he didn't start yet, but the next vision stopped him again.

But I saw that the circulating picture suddenly dispersed, and then a pale silver light fog suddenly poured out from the staff and condensed in the gray smoke.

It was a human figure composed of light and fog. Although the details may be careless and clear, it could roughly distinguish the person's appearance.

Maka subconsciously turned her head and looked around the boy - one of the young people lying on the ground who no longer breathed was extremely similar to that figure.

The replay spell is played back in reverse order according to the spells released by the other party's wand. If you ask what spell will make the replay spell happen, it is undoubtedly a life-threatening spell.

Those who die under that wand will appear briefly in some form. Of course, it's not a soul, it's just a phenomenon.

While Maka compares back and forth, more figures emerge one by one between the two staff, hanging lightly in front of Maka.

Suddenly, Maka found a familiar figure he had just seen.