Chapter 1268

Almost every British wizard knows that through the window of the red brick department store called "Taotao Co., Ltd." on the streets of London, you can reach the waiting hall of St. Mungo magic injury hospital, a famous magic hospital in the British magic world.

But when it comes to the upper floors of this old department store, not many people go back to pay attention.

In fact, in order to avoid Muggles coming and going in London, those upstairs windows were cursed. During the day, those windows will automatically show that someone is busy inside, which makes it look like an office building rented all year round.

If someone can find a way to go in and have a look, they will immediately find that this is an empty building that looks like it has been used for many years but is empty inside.

However, today, in the top floor of an empty building that has not been entered for decades, a figure is standing in the middle of the floor without saying a word.

Obviously, there is nothing here. Looking around, only those strong support columns are somewhat eye-catching.

But suddenly, the figure suddenly waved, and the load-bearing columns used to support the floor collapsed one by one, and then disappeared out of thin air.

But even if those load-bearing columns were all gone, the whole floor was still intact, as if they were not needed from the beginning.

For a time, the whole floor seemed particularly empty.

"I hope it's enough."

The figure whispered softly. The next moment, a little light suddenly appeared in the middle of the empty floor and spread in all directions in an instant.

It was only in the blink of an eye that the whole floor was illuminated.

Until this time, the figure standing in the middle was completely exposed with the spread of light - there is no doubt that it is not Maka, and who else can it be?

At this time, he felt around his waist and took out a thick bound book from his pocket.

"Crash --"

Just turned it roughly, but I didn't see Maka read it carefully. Soon the book was turned to the last page.

At this moment, you can see that there is nothing else on that page, only patches of dense symbols and lines. Ordinary people will only be dazzled when they see them.

Oh, no, in fact, it's not just "ordinary people". Even Maka herself doesn't have much way to take this thing.

All he knew was that it was a very special spherical three-dimensional Rune matrix, and it was the kind related to the rules of time. As for others, to be honest, he has always been unable to interpret.

After all, although he had seen someone show him on the spot, he could still remember the image of people wrapped in it, floating and flickering constantly.

Yes, and in the last moment, the shock scene of the collapse and annihilation of the whole three-dimensional symbol array together with the old people inside is also fresh in my memory.

This book is the original book of sin.

He remembered clearly that this seemingly mysterious three-dimensional array was actually flawed, otherwise the "future self" would not have died on the spot in front of him.

Yes, it's the kind of "tragic death on the spot", and it's still the kind of death with no residue left.

Now, Maka will suddenly think of opening this book. Naturally, she is not crazy because of Delphi's confession. She dares to try to break through the constraints of the rules of time by using the rune matrix on the last page.

But if he had to say, he did catch a possibility from Delphi's words

After staring at those complicated runes and lines for a long time, Maka suddenly took out the staff and gave a sudden meal on the floor at her feet.

For a moment, he saw that the original flat floor under his feet suddenly began to distort, and the flat or straight lines suddenly began from the bottom of his staff and gradually spread around.

At first glance, it seems that there is an invisible big hand carving on the floor, slow but firm.

It seems that he wants to engrave the rune matrix on the last page of the book of sin directly on the floor... What is he going to do?

As time goes by, the night outside the building is becoming deeper and deeper.

Kingsley and Sirius each led the Muggle army and wizard team to resist the enemy, Harry formed a rescue team with Charlie and bill, and even Neville was protecting the Muggle queen and prime minister at Buckingham Palace.

It can be said that many people are doing their best to resist to ensure that London will not be easily occupied by the crazy black wizards brought out by Haier Bo.

The movement of that battle has been rising and falling everywhere in this dark city, but it has no intention of stopping.

However, Maka is still quietly engraving the rune matrix, as if she has turned a deaf ear to everything outside.

But even so, no one will complain about why he didn't go out to help. Obviously, as long as he did it, the war situation everywhere will be much better.

Because almost everyone knows that the real big trouble lies in Haier Bo in the final analysis. At present, everyone is busy with it and even has to fight for their lives. I'm afraid they are only the most insignificant part of the overall situation.

For this, Maka obviously knows it better than anyone else.

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About half an hour later, it was still the top floor of the building, and most of the floors of the whole floor were covered with various interlaced lines.

Those lines seem disorderly on the surface, but if you observe them carefully, you can find that each one seems to have hidden rules.

For example, the two most obvious laws in the large number of lines engraved in the matrix are: the coarser the more peripheral, and the thinner the more central; The coarser the more distorted, the finer the more regular.

These straight or curved lines are combined with each other to form such a huge and chaotic circular array.

A few seconds later, Marca, who was holding a magic wand and staring at the book in his hand, suddenly looked away from the page. After carefully reading the massive lines on the floor, she gently breathed out.

This array requires extremely high accuracy. It has made him feel very difficult to draw it alone. More than half an hour later, he had just engraved the line structure on the floor, but he still had to choose to relax and have a rest.

"... next, there are regular runes and various ancient magic scripts."

While talking to herself silently, Maka took out a second book of the same thickness from her waist pocket.

Only by looking at the words "book of sin" on the cover, we can know that this is undoubtedly the new version of magic notes written by himself after he got the original book of sin.

Then he threw the new edition of the book of sin in the air in front of him, controlled it to spread out automatically, and turned to his research records of various ancient magic scripts.

Of course, the lines of the framework matrix are important, which represents how to use the frame part of Rune collocation and combination; As a part of the rune itself that really works, it is more important to lose.

Therefore, even if a large number of different kinds of ancient magic writings have been well remembered by him, he still has to compare them one by one in the later drawing, and no mistakes are allowed in every stroke.

Having made the necessary preparations for the next step in advance, he rubbed his sore temples and walked step by step to the wall, leaning against the wall quite tired.

"Delphi, although I can't agree with what you did... I still want to thank you. Without your intelligence, even if I could speculate about Haier Bo's plot, I might never capture this glimmer of vitality."

"Of course, I from the future... I also want to thank you. If you hadn't died, I wouldn't have thought that this array could actually be used like this!"

Maka thought secretly in his heart. Then, he put aside these thoughts for the time being, emptied his brain and forced himself to rest.

No way, because the refreshing medicine will affect the accuracy of mental power to a certain extent, he can only recover his energy in this most basic way.

But ten minutes later, Maka, who had not fully recovered, stood up again and walked quickly to the original position.

"Go on!"

When he spread out the two books in front of him and pestled the staff that had never left his hand on the floor again, the first Phoenician magic text that he was most familiar with immediately emerged slowly from his feet.

Then, the second, third and fourth

One after another, the magic texts have been engraved on specific positions around, because Maka's familiarity is extraordinary, which has produced a wonderful sense of rhythm.

But the magic script and regular Rune in that array add up to thousands. Even if he is not slow, such a complete set of depictions will take hours to finish.

Not to mention, the later the magic text, the lower his familiarity with it, and the time it takes may increase exponentially.

But even so, Maka still had no hesitation - all he knew was that she had to finish the array, even if it took more time.

Unknowingly, half an hour has passed, and more than a thousand magic inscriptions have been added to the floor;

Unknowingly, an hour passed in a hurry. There are nearly a thousand magic inscriptions around Maka, but the speed is slightly reduced;

Unknowingly, two hours have passed, but the number of magic scripts on the floor is far from reaching 4000, only about 3500, gradually increasing.

At this time, he was still far from drawing the most difficult regular runes.

Obviously, his understanding of the whole array is still shallow, so it takes so much effort to draw it. If you can analyze it in advance, it must be much faster in efficiency.

However, this thing was constructed by the future Maka in a lifetime. It is impossible to complete the analysis in a short time.

So he can only carve it out in the stupidest way like this.