Chapter 1843

Fighting the corpse has never been easy, even for Harry today.

Because he can't fully use the powerful power contained in Gryffindor's sword, Harry doesn't have the ability to fight groups of enemies at one time. It's no problem to face a small number of living corpses now, but if the number reaches a certain level, it will wear out sooner or later by virtue of the edge of the sword and the repeatedly improved physical quality.

And even if you add the Marca's own Rune arm shield equipped by Ron and others and defend against one or two waves of enemies here, you may be almost exhausted.

So to tell the truth, the most successful battle at present is Neville, who can summon a powerful patron saint!

During this period of time, Neville, who has received continuous training from Maka on the island, has unconsciously grown more.

There are many mysteries of the patron saint mantra. Even Maka once said that this mantra inherited from ancient times is by no means simple. Now, Neville has a tendency to carry forward this very special spell again.

As he practiced his mental strength silently, the patron saint of the silver lion he summoned not only increased his reminder, but also condensed his body more and more.

I saw that the silver body was magnificent and strong. When running and flying, the silver light fog dragged out light and shadow like silk ribbon behind it.

With every slight pause, Neville is bound to wave his claws and tear the living corpse in the front half of his body under the control of Neville's concentration; Few enemies survived under the lion's kiss.

If we say that for those evolved corpses, Harry's achievements will undoubtedly be far better than other partners, but when there are so many ordinary corpses opposite, Mr. brova's absence must count Neville's role.

It was under the hard fighting of the five people in this line that the tide of corpses rushed from the mountain on the outskirts of Weymouth was finally reluctantly stopped in front of the necessary intersection to enter the urban area.

"Neville, can you hold it? Are you okay?"

Hannah waved her wand and did her little bit for the fierce battlefield. She looked at Neville with great worry.

It can be seen that Neville's expression at the moment is a fortitude that is difficult to see on his face at ordinary times. His eyes were firm and persistent, and he focused on the lion in front, constantly driving the Silver Lion to resist the enemies.

However, the sweat on his forehead had already flowed down his cheeks and wet his shoulders.

Such a high-intensity control patron saint needs very abundant spiritual strength. Even if he has never been slack in training, it is not easy to stick to it at the moment.

"It's all right," Neville clenched his teeth. "Remember, don't use the arm shield easily until you're in a tight encirclement - your situation is similar to Ron. It's hard to use it again in a short time."

"Well, i... I know."

Hannah pursed her lips and couldn't help looking around at the others - Harry was still rushing left and right in the battlefield to reduce the fighting pressure of the Silver Lion. Needless to say, Ginny was still arranging the magic text array prepared by Hermione for her. As for Ron, who has not fully recovered from his serious injury, he can only stand with a branch with thick arms and sometimes wave a magic wand to release one or two spells.

To be honest, Ron's spell power is good now, but in such a scene, it's not enough to see it.

"If you can't stop it, remember to say," Ron shouted in a slightly hoarse voice, leaning on his broken crutch in the back. "I can't run well anyway... At least I have to sweep out the blow on the arm shield first and then fall down, or I'll lose a lot!"

"All right, just shut up!" Ginny glared at him angrily. "The arm shield is used to protect life. Don't use it blindly. My formation will be ready soon -"

However, before she finished her words, she saw a blue and white glittering arc passing silently from her eyes and shooting away along her side.

"Ron?"

Before Ginny's questioning look was fully revealed, she saw that Ron had tilted to the ground with the arm shield on his left hand, but he didn't forget to remind Ginny:

"Stop talking and run! Harry... Protect Ginny..."

Those were two thin, fast-moving corpses, who suddenly sprang out of the group of corpses on the side. Ron's cooling regular arc of light didn't work well because of his lack of magic. It was a good shot, but only hit one of them.

Ginny heard Ron's warning and finally realized that it was not Ron's mistake, but saving herself.

Suddenly, she was squatting on the ground to arrange the formation. Although she immediately understood that there was an enemy behind her, she did not dare to turn back. After a little stunned, he rushed forward with hands and feet.

"Ginny!"

Harry, who was still a little far away, looked back. After seeing the situation clearly, he was so anxious that he shouted, but he was afraid it was too late.

But just then, Ron, who fell to the ground, suddenly caught a glimpse of an insignificant shadow across the air and fell behind Ginny who fell forward.

"Bang!"

The rest of the speed corpse was immediately pulled down by an invisible force and hit the hard road.

"Hermione?"

As Ron struggled to lift himself up and turn around, a figure riding a broom quickly flew past him and landed next to Ginny.

"Aren't you hurt? Get up."

After carefully helping Ginny up from the ground, Hermione, who appeared here in time, suddenly waved her hand and said loudly:

"Put the card I gave you on the periphery to form a line of defense!"

Just after that, dozens of male and female wizards who were also riding broomsticks fell forward from the air and worked according to her orders.

"Neville, you work harder and hold on a little longer... Harry, you get back at once!"

Harry was already on his way back when Ginny was just attacked. At this moment, Hermione didn't have to shout, so he quickly ran back.

Just at this time, Neville's pressure rose sharply. The Silver Lion ran left and right ahead, tossing and moving, but the situation in the battlefield was still getting more and more tense.

"Miss Granger, all right!"

Seeing that all the wizards who followed her retreated, Hermione raised her wand without hesitation and waved it down.

The next moment, the people here only felt as if the ground trembled faintly.

"Don't stop," Hermione said, taking a moment. "I can't last long alone. Set up the formation I've prepared... Hannah and Ginny, if you're all right, go and help them."