Chapter 1534

"Bang -"

With a heavy blow, Harry flew out with his sword. After knocking down many ordinary corpses all the way, he barely rolled and stopped.

It can be said that only Harry knows one thing at present, that is, these enemies who seem to have no ability to fight back under Marca have actually grown to a level comparable to the dangerous "4x" magical animals.

Just like those giant living corpses gathered in scattered parts, even if they move slowly, their power alone has not lost to modern giants; As well as those living corpses with shadow wings on their backs that can fly freely, they can not only improve their resistance to magic, but also use magic with high intensity to attack

In fact, there is no need to describe and point out one by one. Because anyone who sees the battle scenes on the front line will obviously understand that even if these guys are strong, the most disappointing thing is the almost inexhaustible number.

When Harry was in the army of corpses, the scene of demons around him made him feel as if he had fallen into hell in an instant.

"Be careful, stand behind me and don't run around. Also, put your sword away first! These guys... Obviously can't cut it off in a while."

With a wave of Marca's right hand, Harry stood up straight, and then looked at the former's back in silence. Perhaps this is his first time... For the first time, even his confidence in Maka began to lose.

"Maka... Is this... The devil?"

He secretly swallowed saliva, moistened his slightly dry throat, and asked.

"No," Maka said slowly with his back to him, "they are 'humans' - they are just humans who have been aroused by the' devil 'and the' sin 'contained in their soul! Not only them, but even halbo. The difference may only be... Halbo is active, that's all."

There are probably no so-called "demons" in this world, or a group of demons live in everyone's heart. Whenever they are provoked by negative desires, people may turn into demons and commit crimes.

However, just as without "jealousy", people will not compete, and without "lust", they will not be able to reproduce... If there is no evil, mankind will not be able to move forward.

I remember Dumbledore said, "love is a powerful force", but in contrast, the power of "sin" is obviously equally important and powerful.

Therefore, Maka never tried to deny the path chosen by Haier Bo, because it seems to ordinary people that although it is extreme, few people can say that he took the wrong path.

At least Marca felt that she was far from qualified.

"I wonder if Professor Dumbledore... Has he reached the point where he can evaluate Haier Bo's actions like this?"

At this moment, Maka couldn't help thinking so.

……

Maka is not omniscient.

Although many people now almost regard him as the only savior, if he wants, he may be able to establish the first religion with clear individual belief in the modern history of witches at any time.

Unfortunately, he knew very well that he did not have the ability of a God.

For example, at present, Hermione and her companions are trapped in the fog because of the split accident of the phantom movement of several companions, which Maka obviously has no way to know.

"Keep running! At least the road under your feet can be seen clearly... In addition, pay attention to the distance between each other. At present, we don't know what else is in the fog. The only thing we know is... Danger must exist."

The previous scream made everyone feel frightened for a while. Although the specific situation is unknown, the moan of the volunteer who ran away alone has actually become a warning.

Yes, even if the other party pays the price... It is mostly a fresh life.

"Come on, don't be afraid and don't be discouraged... Canterbury is right ahead. It can't be wrong!"

In the fog, Hermione said all kinds of encouraging words as she ran. But to be honest, even she didn't know whether it was for her companions or herself.

All she knew was that if no one spoke, the surrounding would immediately become terrible quiet.

Obviously, the wind is very strong and everyone's footsteps are very heavy, but it seems that they are in a deserted cemetery. There was no other feeling except the cold from the heart.

Of course, they are not in space without air medium at the moment, how can they not hear sound. It was just the increasingly tense nerves that made her unconsciously ignore the wind roaring and footsteps kicking in her ears.

But suddenly, a dark claw suddenly penetrated the fog and grabbed the back neck of the companion beside her. Then, just as the claw suddenly dragged the latter into the fog, another scream, like a heavy hammer, hit her eardrum.

"Ah! Help, help me... Gran..."

The screams and cries for help disappeared so fast that it was too late for people to respond - Hermione habitually continued to run forward for several more steps, and then suddenly turned her head, but she could see nothing but darkness in her vision.

If not for the fact that there was a missing figure around her, she would probably think it was because she was too nervous, resulting in hallucinations.

"Don't slow down."

Auror, who ran behind Hermione, reached out and gently pushed her back, but Hermione was shocked. But at this moment, Auror behind him added softly:

"Miss Granger... Maybe I will be attacked soon, and I'm afraid I can't hide from the situation just now. If you still have Mr. McLean's Xianyin medicine, I suggest you use it now! It's too late."

Even if no one knows whether Maka's Xianyin potion is effective for those guys lurking in the fog, there must be some value to try. And Hermione did have a bottle in her hand.

However, even if Xianyin potion takes effect, she will eventually be the only one who survived for the time being.

Such an outcome, but Hermione did not want to see.

"Miss Granger, I won't say anything else... Just think about it. Do you want to live one or all? At least, I hope you can live, because Mr. McLean must hope you --"

Before the figure behind her finished speaking, Hermione heard a sudden roar in her ear, and Auror's voice was interrupted.

This time, the scream did not come again, but the silence in Hermione's heart touched her more than the first two people's laments.

"... you're right. I have to live."