Chapter 1281

What Thomas, hiding in the back kitchen of the restaurant, heard was not an explosion!

"Boom -"

When Charlie fell heavily on the roof with a fire dragon, bricks and rubble splashed with a dull sound of smashing.

The roof is tilted, and for the grasping power of the fire dragon, it is as crisp as French thousand layer crispy. To this end, norbeta also fluttered on her wings and slipped on the roof several times, and then reluctantly stood firm along the brick edge.

Then came a roar of annoyance.

"Roar -"

Xu Shiguang couldn't enjoy standing on the roof yelling. Norberta looked down when he found the figure passing by the street below. Then a hot stream of flame immediately spewed out of her mouth.

Such a big movement is naturally impossible not to be noticed.

The black pupil wizard, who was chased by Harry and finally returned to the small street, immediately waved his backhand over his head, and the black matter that had originally surrounded him condensed an arc shield above him.

When the flame dragon breath really landed on his side, he suddenly turned around and hurried into the first wall hole with a slight block of the shield.

The next moment, the flame that was very eye-catching in the night fell on the ground, burning a scorched pit in the street.

"It's broken!" Charlie on the dragon's back shouted at Harry who was chasing after him, "come in! The wizard with the wound was inside!"

In fact, Charlie wanted to stop the black pupil wizard from running there, so he asked norbeta to spray a flame at the hole in the wall. But who knows, in the end, it was still rushed in by that guy!

"... I hope it's all right!"

Watching Harry quickly follow through the hole in the wall, Charlie, lying on the back of the dragon and looking down, finally retracted his neck and whispered.

As far as the current situation in London is concerned, people who can still walk around the streets are more or less capable. Not to mention, he just clearly saw that the other party went in with a disabled patient.

So in his opinion, even if he suddenly encounters the black pupil wizard, the other party may not have the ability to save his life in a short time.

But... What should I say?

Charlie guessed right, but the actual situation was obviously far from his imagination.

……

"Bang!"

When a figure rushed in through the hole in the wall, Thomas, who was already procrastinating and a little dull, was stunned on the spot.

Who is this! How did you come out with a flame background?

Looking at the wall hole behind each other, suddenly a fierce pillar of fire fell from the sky. Thomas couldn't react at all. It was not until the other party dodged to one side and avoided the flames splashing in from the outside that he shivered under the eyes of his black eyes.

Whoever that guy is, it's definitely not a good thing.

"Except your weapon!"

Thomas, who felt the deadly threat in an instant, once again used the previous almost invincible disarming curse - even if the other party had no weapons in his hand, it was good to smash this guy out, wasn't it?

But this time, the disarming spell that helped him several times finally hit a wall, and it was still an arc-shaped "black wall".

"Hiss -"

When the black pupil wizard put up a black shield, the red magic arc also hit it. Suddenly, when the light particles flew away, this absolutely powerful disarming spell was completely blocked, and even failed to have any impact on the other party.

Then, at the moment when Thomas's spell ended and there was no time to do anything, a sharp black thorn flew to him.

Damn it!

Thomas didn't care about his image at all... Of course, he never cared about his image. He rolled to the side and avoided the deadly black thorn very ugly.

Then, he subconsciously looked at the back chair he was still sitting in, but found that the chair had been directly penetrated by black thorns and nailed to the wall.

Needless to say, if he hadn't dodged one of them just now, he would be strung there with people and chairs!

However, this is not over.

When the first black thorn just plunged into the wall, the second one immediately followed. At a loss, before he could get up, Thomas rolled over again

"No, it's early!"

The idea flashed through his mind the next second. He just turned to one side and felt a sudden sharp pain in his left leg. Then, his leg couldn't move any more.

"Ah --"

Thomas was just an ordinary man, and he was not very good-natured. At present, his left leg was pierced by black thorns. Before he could even shed blood, he couldn't help but grasp the injured leg and howl.

But then, when the light from the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of the third black thorn, he couldn't cry out even if it hurt any more. The fear of death made him suddenly quiet, and his mind became blank as when he was in the alley.

Until now, only a few seconds have passed since the black pupil wizard broke in, and the flame dragon breath outside has not even completely dissipated.

"Finally dying?"

Looking at the third black thorn that was about to end his life, he suddenly flew towards himself. The goal was his chest and abdomen that he couldn't move at all.

"Well, why should I say 'finally'?"

In the field of vision, the black thorn gradually enlarged... Did it slow down? Or is it that the moment before death is always extraordinarily long?

"Oh, yes! Normally, I should have died. It was only because of an inexplicable accident that I lived with mud and water until now..."

Suddenly, the scene that he killed a man with a stone flashed in Thomas's heart.

"Doesn't it mean that people will look back on their life before they die? Why come to me, but only this memory I don't want to recall?"

"Ah! Yes, I killed a man who couldn't resist... Maybe this is retribution!"

No, it's not! It was that guy. Damn it - that madman killed more people. I just want to protect more people!

Yes, I have to kill him, I have to kill him! I

Thoughts flew through Thomas's mind, either calm or sophistry. And his spirit is gradually approaching with these ideas and a force hidden in the soul.

Finally, at the moment when the sharp black thorn was about to touch his chest, a black fog suddenly spewed out from all parts of his body and shrouded him.

Immediately, he heard a muffled sound of "Dang" spread in the back kitchen, and the black thorn was slapped aside by him. The power of the blow was so great that several cracks were smashed into the wall.

Like the black dead under Voldemort, at the cost of losing their ability to cast spells, they turned all the magic in their bodies into energy to enhance their strength. But unlike Voldemort's "half hanging son", Thomas still maintained a clear consciousness.

Of course, this first inspired the "arrogant" rule Thomas, which has obviously not stabilized on the spiritual level. Those emotions just now have unconsciously become a fighting impulse eager to release.

"Roar -"

At this moment, Marca is actually sitting on the old sofa and watching the scene quietly.

This time, he did not make any other intervention except secretly paying attention to the situation and planning to save Thomas's life when his energy failed.

So it is true that Thomas did all this just now with his own will.

As she rushed towards the black pupil wizard with black breath, Maka glanced at the magic wand in her hand. There is no doubt that the red streamer on the surface of the stone ball is flourishing again, and the tremor trend is continuously increasing with Thomas's changes.

But Maka knew very well that it could not reach its limit no matter how it vibrated. Because just one Thomas can't change much.

But... Well, that's enough.

"Bang!"

Suddenly a loud noise came from ahead, and Maka looked up - it was Thomas.

He saw that his fist with black fog had hit the spherical shield just held up by the black pupil wizard. That huge force forced a man high big black ball into the wall and flew out.

Coincidentally, almost at the same time, Marca saw Harry with Gryffindor's sword in his hand rushing in from the previous hole in the wall.

When Harry found that a figure with black fog ran out of another hole, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then he turned back and followed out.

When he returned to the street outside, he saw that the dark unknown figure was smashing at the same dark ball, and the strength of each shot was so great that it seemed that even the ground was shaking.

Although the black ball was still intact, it was just smashed into the ground by the guy like a pile driver.

To tell you the truth, Voldemort's Black Death Harry knows. As like as two peas in the distance, he knows that he has seen it.

But it's a little uncertain whether the black smoker is a black death or not... If you have to say, Voldemort has been killed by Marca long time ago. Is there any "Black Death" now?

Anyway, the other party is hitting the black pupil wizard now, which Harry is happy to see. So, at least for now

"It may be a good choice to watch calmly first?"

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at each other with Charlie on the roof.