Chapter 1812

"Buzz -"

A bright blue and white light arc cut through the deep and dark fog, leaving large ice crystals and frost marks on the ground. Wherever they passed, whether ordinary living corpses or those evolved bodies, they were frozen into ice sculptures.

Ron held up his arm with Rune arm shield and stepped back for several steps. After all, he sat down on the ground with a tired face.

Even if there were additional training on the island according to Maka's arrangement, and the rule runes could be forcibly used, it was obviously a great burden for him. However, he was very happy, because the power of cooling the rules was really particularly powerful.

"Ron, are you okay?"

Ginny was a little worried. After all, Ron had fought with them all night, and the consumption was not small.

Ron saw this, quickly waved his hand, and then gasped heavily and climbed up from the ground again.

"Ginny, don't be distracted!"

Now it is close to the next morning. Everyone has accumulated a lot of fatigue because of continuous fighting. But fortunately, the defensive battle with only five of them played fairly well. After one night, there were basically not many corpses left.

Of course, in addition to Ron's cooling rule just now, the rest mainly depends on Harry's bravery. Even though he did not use the rage rule in Gryffindor's sword because of his scruples, with the sharpness of the sword itself and Harry's dexterity, those corpses are still not his opponents at all.

But what must be mentioned tonight is Neville's performance.

"Bang!"

When Ginny was slightly distracted by her worry about Ron's situation, an evolved corpse attacked her from the side. Ron found it, but before he could make a move, he saw a sharp claw shining with silver suddenly swing out of the fog and shoot the thin living body out at once.

The next moment, he and Ginny saw Neville and Hannah riding on the back of the Silver Lion and falling steadily beside them.

"Be careful," Neville said casually as he looked ahead to guard, "the number is not much, but most of the remaining promenades have evolved - Harry is busy dealing with several relatively highly evolved ones and can't pay attention to this side for the time being."

"Well," Ginny nodded, "thank you."

"It's all right," Neville turned his head and smiled. "Let's work harder! We might be finished before dawn... But anyway, we survived the battle... Hannah and I will help Harry again. Pay attention to yourself."

Before the words fell, Neville and Hannah jumped up again on the magnificent silver lion, rushed into the fog ahead, and were swallowed up by the black fog in the twinkling of an eye.

"Ron, you just used your arm shield once. Take a break first! Give it to me."

Ginny watched Neville leave, then waved Ron behind her, and then she waved her wand again.

With the protective robe made by Maka, the effect is quite remarkable, at least in the face of ordinary living corpses. As long as you are careful not to be attacked to the point, even Ginny can fight them.

Ron is really tired at the moment. Seeing Ginny's persistence, he chose to step back according to his words and act as a backup for Ginny.

At the same time, as Neville said before, Harry was fighting with a sword in full swing.

"Chi -"

As he passed one of the speed corpses, Harry squatted down to avoid the other's attack, and then lifted his backhand with a sword.

These guys don't have much blood, and it's sticky, black and disgusting. But it was so much that Harry was used to it before he knew it.

Now he splashed some on his body, and he didn't care. As long as Gryffindor's sword was still as clean as new, he could continue to fight smoothly.

"There are three left."

After rolling to the side and avoiding another attack, he ran out in a certain direction again while calculating the number of living corpses besieging him in the surrounding fog.

At present, the most difficult thing to deal with is the giant body assembled by the bodies of defeated corpses. Because of its huge size, it is not easy to work with the sharpness of Gryffindor sword alone. So we used a bottle of fierce fire bottle made by Maka to kill one in the middle of the night. Now we have eliminated the living corpse and began to bury it underground again.

This undoubtedly makes the battle a lot harder, but the effect is remarkable. The huge polymer does not appear again, but there are only revived corpses occasionally. It is not a difficult problem to solve it again.

Of course, up to now, Harry is actually very tired.

"I'm coming," suddenly Neville's voice appeared from the rear and shouted at Harry. "Give me the big man."

"Be careful not to let it touch. It has great power."

Harry reminded, and then continued to wave his sword and cut the oncoming ordinary corpse into two parts. Then he saw his wand in his left hand and suddenly shouted:

"Broom flying!"

Before the voice fell, the broom that had been temporarily left aside because of the need for more flexible action suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed towards him. When he got close, Harry jumped on tiptoe, sat accurately on it, and was attacked by two speed corpses.

Soon, he turned around in midair with his broom, came back and passed quickly by the two corpses. Gryffindor swords glittered with silver. They went in and out of them and solved them cleanly at one time.

"Get up!"

With the power of metamorphosis, Harry turned up some soil - although it was far from Maka's momentum of making waves with soil, it was more than enough to bury a small number of living corpses.

Hearing that in the fog on the other side, Neville's Lion patron saint seemed to have solved the power corpse almost. Harry took a little breath and secretly calculated Safina's itinerary, which left before nightfall.

"If you don't rest before you go to the port, you should have reached busbarton by now?"

He was thinking so, but suddenly he heard a faint voice from the direction that was not the entrance of Ginny and Ron's town.

"Not a corpse... Who is it?"

Or perhaps it should be said that in addition to the five of them, who else would run around in the dark night?

Worried about Ginny and their safety, Harry couldn't give Neville a hand. He rode back on a broomstick.