Chapter 1203

"... Muriel... Where are you? Where are you..."

Under the darkness of the thick fog, a figure walked forward in a trance in the streets. Seeing his feet floating, he would stumble involuntarily every step, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.

Obviously, this is Martin who has just been taken away by Haier Bo.

Since leaving the underground black market, he has been wandering the streets of London almost aimlessly. If you just listen to his mumbling, people who don't know may think he is looking for someone named "Muriel".

However, he walked very slowly again, and with his staggering and dejected appearance, he didn't have the slightest intention of looking for someone?

"Muriel... Where have you been?"

It was as if Martin had only one word left in his mind.

However, what can he do? He had no idea where halebo had taken Muriel... No, even if he knew, so what? Does he still have the ability to recapture people from Haier Bo?

Therefore, it seems that he can't do anything about everything, so he can only move forward step by step in the street aimlessly. He didn't know what else he could think, so he simply didn't think of anything. Only the yearning for Muriel, which could not be dispelled, still lingered in his heart.

"Molly... Er..."

Suddenly, an inexplicable sense of nausea suddenly rose from his heart, making him support the street wall with one hand and lean down for a burst of retching.

The long-term depression and the pain of losing Muriel seemed to make something strange in his body - his retching lasted for a long time. When he looked up again, a trace of crystal hung on the corners of his mouth.

However, because he hasn't eaten much for several days in a row, there's nothing in his stomach to vomit. Just now he vomited, but he just churned out some sour water.

Martin leaned against the cold brick wall as if he had lost his strength and gasped hard.

But just then, another discomfort suddenly drove away the nausea and forcibly occupied his heart. And in his mind, there was a strange dizziness.

It was not an ordinary dizziness, but a strange feeling that even consciousness fell into a vague state. He didn't know what had happened to him, but he could understand it vaguely. It was definitely not a good sign.

In a moment of confusion, Martin seemed to think of something, and almost struggled to whisper to himself:

"... yes... Haier Bo."

Yes, it's halbo - like other halbo's apprentices, he was planted with the so-called "seed of power" in his body.

Once upon a time, the seed rooted in the soul was still his hope. He looked forward to getting a powerful job of his own.

Now, it seems that the seed is finally going to blossom and bear fruit.

What strength will you gain? Maybe there will be! But the price you have to pay is probably much greater than you once imagined.

As the dizziness in his mind became more and more serious, Martin could no longer support the weight of his body even if he leaned against the wall. He couldn't help sliding down the wall slowly and gradually withered at the root of the wall.

He suddenly began to tremble, not because of the cold, but because he needed to do his best to resist the growing dizziness.

He could vaguely feel that if he lost consciousness, he might never wake up again.

But just at this time, at one end of the small street where he was alone, there came a slightly messy sound of footsteps.

Who is that? Who's here? Is it Muriel... Or the hateful halbo?

Martin, whose consciousness has gradually fallen into chaos, thinks carelessly. He can't even realize that Muriel obviously can't appear here.

Martin, who was kneeling in the corner of the wall, struggled to raise his head. He saw his eyes half drooping. His blurred vision and ubiquitous fog made him unable to see the things in front of him.

But with a glimmer of expectation, he still tried to prop up his body and staggered in the direction of the sound of footsteps with a more uncertain pace than just now.

But at the next moment, a strong green awn suddenly aroused his instinctive vigilance. At the moment when he felt the danger, he immediately wanted to dodge nearby, but his weak legs made him only take a step obliquely, and then he fell heavily on the stone paved road.

"Bang!"

When he fell to the ground, the green light arc from the fog in front suddenly passed him and fell on the ground behind him.

For a time, the rubble flew everywhere, and some of them hit him.

"Well..."

Although the fall made his bones ache faintly, it didn't hurt him. Instead, a piece of gravel splashed behind him accidentally hit him on the head, which broke his head and made him bleed.

However, it was the sudden pain that made his mind clear for the time being.

"Hiss... Who's that?"

Martin covered the back of his bleeding head and climbed up again. His other hand finally pulled out his wand. When he found another killing spell coming straight to him at the other end of the street, he quickly waved his wand and dragged a flower pot from the street to block the extremely deadly spell.

"Wow -"

With a blast, the flowerpot that flew into the air broke, and the soil inside suddenly splashed all over the ground. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Martin, who had a little understanding of the current situation, immediately waved his wand again and released a quite powerful crushing spell.

"Huh?"

After releasing a magic spell, he realized that the intensity of his magic spell seemed to be much higher than usual - is this the power of the seed "given" to him by Haier Bo?

However, the dizziness that was still pounding his willpower continued to remind him that the price he was going to pay might be unusual.

At the same time, Martin's crushing spell passed by as the figure in the fog.

It's not that he missed his aim, but that the other party's reaction and action were unusually agile. It seemed that he ran staggered, but he easily avoided his attack on one side.

Seeing the eye-catching green light on the other side again, Martin hurriedly continued to drag things to block it. But the dangerous spell was blocked, but the other party was closer and closer to him.

That is, a few seconds later, the figure finally came to the range of vision he could barely see clearly. This slightly familiar figure stunned him at that time.

It's the short Wizard - the dwarf wizard who is also halbo's Apprentice. He once met in the sleeping dragon bar on the black market!

"You... Stop!"

Martin saw who the other party was and that the other party should have seen him clearly. But obviously, the other party didn't mean to stop at all, because the familiar green light had once again bloomed a frightening brilliance on the wand in the other party's hand.

"... damn it."

Martin had no strength to dodge now, and it was too late for him to drag things from the side to resist when the two sides were so close.

But he obviously didn't want to die at all.

To tell the truth, when he had just lost Muriel, he really wanted to die.

At that time, he suddenly realized that he was not only difficult to get back his beloved woman, but also that the hope of wholeheartedly following Haier Bo had completely disappeared with Haier Bo's ruthlessness.

Not only that, he also had an irreparable friendship with the Ministry of magic, Hogwarts, and namaka McLean in order to help halbo.

When he lost everything and finally became a lonely man, what's the meaning of living in this world?

However, Muriel may not be dead after all. To at least see her again... Yes, even for the last time, Martin didn't want to die so meaninglessly.

Maybe in this life, he has become a complete loser, but he is really unwilling. Even if it was just a last struggle, he would have to hold on for a while.

The next second, the tip of Martin's wand also lit up a pale green light, almost casting the killing spell at the same time as the dwarf wizard who looked like a crazy beast opposite.

"Awada's life -"

Suddenly, two green lightning crossed the street. At that moment, he just felt that the time of the whole world slowed down.

He could even see that the two green light arcs, which should have been very fast, moved forward inch by inch. While they rubbed each other, they also had some entanglement and deviation due to the influence of magic moving at high speed.

But in the end, looking at the green awn closer and closer to his body, Martin clenched his teeth and widened his eyes.

Is it worse?

After all, he was a little late for the other party. Even if he played a little extraordinary at the last moment of life and death, he was still not enough to make up for the gap between reality and reality.

However, at the moment when the other party's curse was about to touch his chest, the fog that had been standing still in the street suddenly contracted and flowed, and suddenly formed a gray black fog vortex one inch in front of Martin.

And then——

"Bang!"

Martin and the crazy dwarf wizard were shocked by the power of the curse of death and flew backwards. They glided for a distance on the slate Road, and then stopped.

In a moment of silence, both sides fell on the ground like dead. It was not until several minutes later that Martin's fingers twitched slightly.

"Cough... Cough... I'm... Still alive?"

He opened his eyes with great difficulty and looked at the fog that had already returned to calm. A strange feeling appeared in his heart.