Chapter 1590

Under the night sky, there was silence.

As the night became deeper and deeper, the stars on the sky wall gradually became clear and bright. People couldn't help looking up.

But so far, at least Maka hasn't seen any stars moving at a speed that can be recognized by the naked eye, and none is swaggering through the market with a gorgeous "tail".

Of course, in fact, Maka knows very well that the "big iron pot" behind him will detect the approach of the meteorite before it bursts into the atmosphere, and then the "guest" from a long distance will really appear in his sight.

So all Maka can do now is wait silently - waiting with the four Muggles in the temporary radar station.

"Time is tight... If I count Shanghai Erbo, I will have less time. Fortunately, the guy doesn't know the specific time of the meteorite falling, and if he really plans to come... With his bad character, he will probably choose between the short time I deal with the meteorite and more than ten seconds..."

This is the biggest reason why Maka chose to use the power of Muggle technology. Because even this temporary radar station can only buy him more than ten seconds of early detection time, which will create an opportunity for him to respond earlier than Haier Bo.

No way, for the ultra-high-speed moving object in near earth space, no matter Maka or halbo, they can't accurately detect its proximity - even if they already know its landing point.

After all, it is too "small" relative to its terrible speed

"Drop -"

Just as Maka kept rehearsing what was about to happen in her heart and kept herself at her best all the time, a slightly harsh beep suddenly sounded in the radar station behind him and on the portable display in his hand.

At that moment, Maka suddenly opened her eyes, raised her hand and looked at the palm sized screen in her hand.

It can be seen that a slightly blurred bright spot suddenly appeared in the originally gray grid screen. Near the bright spot, another box with vertical and horizontal lines is constantly approaching it, trying to capture it in the box.

Around the display screen, all kinds of data are changing rapidly, and ordinary people will feel dazzled when they see it.

Yes, even if Maka has studied in advance under the guidance of Muggle researchers, it is by no means easy to confirm these figures in a short time.

"Mr. McLean --"

"I know, I'm watching!"

There's not much time, really not much. Maka knows she needs to speed up a little more.

When Maka stared at the screen and was absorbed, the cross box on the display finally put the brighter and brighter white dots in the box. For a moment, Maka heard two instructions of "didi" passing by her ears.

At the next moment, several red, yellow and blue lines immediately appeared on the display screen, the surrounding data began to stabilize, and several cheers rang out in the temporary radar station behind.

Two or three seconds later, Maka printed several key data changes in her mind. Then she suddenly threw the portable display at random and raised her hand to the direction of the stone matrix prepared in advance.

"Come on!"

With a light drink, it can be seen that the symbols and lines on the circle of stone slabs burst out a large number of dark blue brilliance, and all kinds of magic words fell one after another in the blue "ocean"... The magic began to shake.

At almost the same time, a series of explosions of instrument damage came out of the radar station.

"Mike... Mr. McLean?"

Four Muggles rushed out of the inside and stood beside Maka, staring at him in amazement. They didn't know what to say for a moment.

Even if they had guessed in advance, the four of them certainly didn't expect that their task would end in just a few seconds.

"Longitude and latitude... Height... Cut in angle..."

The data flows in Maka's brain, and the staff inserted in the center of the circular array is also slightly and accurately adjusted with Maka's control.

"Oh, you can go... Movement speed... And advance..."

Maka whispered, suddenly patted them all without looking back, and then walked towards the round array step by step without paying attention.

This staff has been with Maka for a long time, and it was broken by Haier's twists and turns before. After using it this time, it must be completely dead, right?

However, Maka dares to assure it that this next blow will be the most wonderful and powerful blow it can break out after it is made.

"... that's it!"

Suddenly, Maka, who had just come to the circle, raised her right hand up and pointed to the corner of the night where the stars twinkled.

At that moment, the cooling rule Rune and the arrogant soul Rune successively lit up at the top of the slightly inclined staff, and the two beams of light, one black and one white, intertwined with each other, went straight to the dark night sky and shot out.

In a few seconds, the orderly entangled beams cut through the night and passed the meteorites that had just reached the periphery of the atmosphere.

"Almost."

While Maka murmured softly, the staff was also slightly adjusted - the ultra long distance of nearly a thousand kilometers made it difficult to adjust the angle of the staff. It was only more than ten seconds since just now, and a layer of fine sweat had seeped from Maka's forehead.

But soon, when the circle array in front of Maka suddenly spread an obvious magic wave, the other end of the regular beam that blasted into the air finally hit the surface of the meteorite.

The next second, the violent impact, restless magic and dazzling brilliance appeared in the night sky at the same time. Meteorites that finally cut into the denser part of the atmosphere also heated up rapidly under more and more serious friction.

The force of cooling rules is resisting the sudden increase of temperature on the meteorite surface. The increasing temperature difference makes the meteorite surface crack. The gradually strengthened air friction also makes the cracked rock shell separate from the meteorite and burn up in the atmosphere.

The black flame of the soul rule, while materializing, is constantly killing the falling speed of meteorites together with the friction of the atmosphere.

Releasing two regular beams and keeping track of meteorites at all times, Maka has devoted almost all her attention to them and has no time to see the already miraculous landscape in the night sky.

Fortunately, although as one of the creators of "miracles", he has no time to enjoy it, this scene tonight has fallen into the eyes of many people.

Unfortunately, the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are, aren't they?