Chapter 2501

The witch Kern is invincible - from the first moment Marka saw each other, he knew how big the gap was.

So to tell the truth, even at the beginning, he didn't compromise easily, but he didn't have any idea of competing with the other party.

In other words, the witch Kern is invincible... At least in any case, we should try our best to avoid direct conflict with her, which is not the idea of a rational person.

"Da."

Suddenly, a black spot suddenly magnified from mid air and fell with amazing momentum to the empty vestibule of Hogwarts castle. But at the moment when it was about to touch the ground, it suddenly changed from dynamic to static. The strong and powerful devil claws steadily stepped on the ground and made only a very slight sound.

After landing, Maka subconsciously glanced around, and a slight memory flashed in her eyes.

The reconstruction of Hogwarts castle was completed by himself, according to the nature of the magical campus in his memory. Now, the sun is still bright and the flowers and plants are still fragrant, as if nothing has changed... Except the removed door and the black and evil fog pouring out of the castle in front of him.

Today, even Maka is under great pressure to choose to return here again.

Don't think about it carefully. He still clearly remembers what Haier Bo said when he decided to carry everything and leave on this vestibular square

"In front of the teacher, I am just a child who will only play with my soul in ignorance."

At dusk that day, it was the first time that halbo was willing to talk to Maka in a down-to-earth manner. After all, Maka was already "his own person" - no one could hide his head and tail in front of the teacher! But even so, Haier Bo still felt that he should be warned again, so there was the dialogue at that time.

On that day, Marca learned something about the mysterious ancient Greek witch in halbo's mouth.

According to halber, the witch Kern was already one of the researchers in the glorious early days when the natural rule runes were first understood and mastered by some top wizards. It was she who was the first to engrave the rudiment of the Rune of the rule of death on the slate. It was also her who resolutely embarked on the road of finding the truth of life and death when she gradually specialized in the rule of soul and the rule of death and became more and more famous.

Later, Maka thought and found that an unsolved mystery in the magic world had actually been solved - the witch was the original creator of awada's curse. Even if the wizard who finally formed the curse was not her, she was still the "culprit" who directly led to the birth of the Killing Curse.

However, compared with awada, who theoretically only derived from the fragments of the Rune of the death rule, the witch Kern, who really mastered the power of the death rule, is undoubtedly thousands of times more terrible! So before replacing the devil's greed with success, Maka couldn't resist the seemingly beautiful Greek woman who didn't seem hostile to anyone.

No, even now, he still doesn't want to face each other... It's not an opponent at the same level.

Haier Bo always called each other a "teacher". In fact, it was right, because both he and Maka started from the soul rules by coincidence or necessity, and embarked on the road of pursuing the principle of life and death that witch Kern had gone through. Because the other party is the first pioneer of this road, to some extent, even Maka should call the other party "teacher".

Unfortunately, even Haier Bo, who happened to get some guidance from the other party, called the other party a "teacher" is just wishful thinking. The witch Kern doesn't need any apprentices, and Maka doesn't want to have such a cold teacher, so the "teacher" is naturally not called.

On the contrary, the last person Marca wants to see now is her!

I looked up at the thick black fog flowing out of the windows and doors of the castle. It was like a waterfall of smoke hanging down the outer wall. It rolled and extended to the front of the steps, slopes and grass, but it rolled back with clear boundaries. He stopped and stood still, as if thinking about something.

In fact, Maka thinks that the witch Kern should have been a person with a good mind - she seems to like sunshine and flowers very much, so although she has the power to make her look like the end wherever she goes, there is a lot of smoke and grass everywhere. But she still restrained the black fog embers that were absolutely fatal to ordinary creatures, making most of the flower pots in the vestibule still green.

Don't think she is a wizard who specializes in the rules of death, so you can define her as "evil". After all, in the era when she was born, although there were many great wars, the countless powerful non-human magical biological groups were the enemies of mankind at that time.

Any wizard who takes great risks to study magic is the guardian of the human race and the real hero and Savior.

In contrast, Haier Bo, who is only thinking about how to avoid death and seek eternal and powerful life for himself, is the so-called "black Wizard" among ancient wizards. People like him are very few in the era of continuing ethnic groups for reproduction.

It's just

"The more so, the more headache it is!"

Although Kern is not the embodiment of "evil", and even she can be called a saint who is "willing to challenge death alone for all mankind", later, she was crowned with the name of "goddess of death" by the Wizards of her age, and was regarded as a great enemy by many people. Nothing else, because at that time, her ideas had irreconcilable differences with most wizards.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Haier Bo always worships her, not only because of her strength, but also because of her idea that is also not suitable for most people.

Of course, in Marka's view, this is still just Haier Bo's wishful thinking, just as he always calls each other "teachers".

"Call -"

After taking a deep breath and pouring out for a long time, Maka closed her eyes and sorted out her thoughts secretly. Then she finally opened her legs and stepped steadily into the endless black fog ahead.

The vibrant feeling in the vestibule was gone in an instant and was resolutely left behind, and the smell of death was everywhere from now on.

Maka didn't think much anymore. She soon went to the open but still dark gate, and stepped in without delay and drowned in the darkness.