Chapter 1421

Looking at the two marcas who have no difference in appearance together, one of them is still torturing the other. This feeling will really make people hesitate.

Which is true and which is false, to tell the truth, it is really difficult to distinguish.

Let's say the one who looks more powerful, although the coldness makes people feel cold at the bottom of their heart. But when the real Marca McLean treats the enemy, except that few people seem to see him kill, it is basically this kind of ruthless feeling.

Otherwise, it will not make many black wizards change their color when they hear the wind, lest they avoid it.

On the other hand, the weak side burned twice by the black flame is not as powerful as everyone remembers, but its perseverance to endure the pain without saying a word is also impressive.

However, it is only those ordinary asylum seekers outside who do not have deep friendship with Maka who will be in such a dilemma and confused. It's hard for anyone who knows enough about Maka to make mistakes in this job.

Yes, even if the "fake Maka" pretends to be more like it, when the strength is displayed in the open, some things are obviously unable to be imitated by fakes.

Especially the frightening black flame. Even if Ron didn't know what it was, he had already seen it "hard" in London.

"Marca, don't worry, we can all tell which is the real you! You don't have to worry -"

Ron was saying that before one of the two marcas responded, a figure suddenly emerged from the peripheral crowd.

"Everyone, please disperse! If you gather around here, you will only bring opportunities to the despicable pretender! Disperse!"

That was Hermione, who had been watching in the crowd for a while.

It must be said that she is obviously much calmer now than in the past. If put in the past, she often showed a lack of composure in everything related to Maka, but after so many things, she was obviously not the Hermione Granger she used to be.

At the moment, Hermione's idea is very correct. At least it is useless for the refugees in the surrounding camps to surround here. Instead of making them wonder who is the real Marca McLean, and even the risk of being misled by the fake, let them all leave first.

It is worth mentioning that although the asylum seekers have their own ideas, they are not stupid. After Hermione's reminder, most of them immediately realized that there was no point in staying here.

Not to mention, who is McLean? The guy who can come and pretend to be him must not be underestimated in strength. Not to mention Maka himself, at least they ordinary wizards may not be able to compete with it.

In order to avoid becoming the victim of the other party's violent injury, leaving here early is the most correct choice!

So, not long after Hermione began to remind, the smart people among the onlookers soon woke up. The people who stayed there greeted the dull people who had not yet understood. After pulling them away together, the center of the camp immediately became empty.

Without the shelter of the crowd, the small partners who had previously mixed with the onlookers like Hermione were exposed one by one in the sight of the people present.

"Let's step back, too -"

Hermione immediately waved and asked them to follow him to the edge of the open space and whispered:

"Take out the slate I gave you before and be ready to protect yourself at any time!"

To be honest, it's no use for them to stay. They just stopped one by one because they were really worried about the situation in Maka.

Although they don't think Maka can't deal with a pretender who sneaks into the camp while she's away, how many people can really relax and turn around and leave?

At this time, the law enforcement stick looked down at Maka, who was "another self", suddenly stared at the other party and smiled gently.

"Don't worry, Ron," he said comfortingly, "of course I don't think he can deceive people in this situation. I just want to ask him well... But Hermione, you did a good job. After all, it's really not a good thing to be watched."

Before the voice fell, the "Maka" who fell to the ground also sneered.

"Well, McLean... I admit, I really can't compare with you. Now I'm not as skilled as you. But unfortunately, I don't know everything you want to know... Do you think that guy halbo will tell me all his plans?"

"Oh, you're not going to pretend anymore?" Marca looked at him. "Well... Seriously, I think you're a bit of a brain. If it weren't for Ron, I might not be able to come back before you deceived Luna. So I'm curious. Why did you choose to help halbo?"

Just then, he looked at each other up and down again. Then he frowned and said:

"At least, I didn't find any small means left by Haier Bo in you, so... You should help him at your own will - am I right?"

But after listening, the other party still tilted his mouth and didn't mean to be soft at all.

"Then why can't he threaten me with my relatives and friends?"

"Oh, I'm not sure at first," Maka nodded, but quickly took a shortcut. "But when you tell me frankly now, I know that the probability of you being voluntary will be much greater than being forced to act - if you are really coerced, how can you admit it frankly regardless of the safety of the hostages?"

After a little meal, Maka looked at him and said:

"Is it difficult that you suddenly have a greatly improved state of mind and want to be desperate for 'justice'? Or do you think you can get away from me safely under such circumstances?"

"All right, all right!" the other party shook his head and said, "it's worthy of being a world-famous genius wizard Marca McLean at a young age - with clear thinking and decisive action, it seems that I can only admit defeat! But you're right... I really think..."

Before they finished, everyone, including Maka, felt that a big living man had disappeared in full view of the public.

At that moment, Maka had a sudden warning in her heart, raising her ability to sense magic fluctuations to the limit.

"Where have you been?"