This world, it seems that there really is a “demon”.

Of course, the so-called “demon” is actually just a kind of title that’s all. They don’t necessarily have a pair of curved rams, and they don’t even have a particularly obvious symbol.

However, as stated in the letter sent by Delphi, they have the power of power but it is certain.

According to the relevant chapters of the ancient magic book “Abadair”, no one knows where the “devil” comes from, even those who try to start the demon summon trick to recruit the devil are not clear. The only thing that can be known is that they will be attracted to the sinful soul and then come to this world.

The demon summon technique is designed and created on the basis of this theory.

As for the power of the devil… or how powerful they are. According to Delphi, they not only surpass common sense in physical strength, but also have a unique and horrible innate talent magic. The ordinary wizard is even the same as the muggle in front of the devil.

More terrifying is that there is no distracting thought in the devil’s heart, they only come to taste the fresh soul. They don’t have mercy, they don’t have fear, they don’t know good and evil, even the people who come to summon can’t control their every move.

However, summon has such an amazingly powerful existence, but it is not the ultimate goal of Herpo. Because what he wants, it is not a disobedient summon, but the body of the powerful summon!

Yes, with the help of Horcrux and Remnant Soul, Herpo is best at robbing others of their resurrection. Needless to say, the devil’s body is definitely difficult to capture, but once he succeeds…

It’s hard to imagine how strong it would be to give up Herpo.

To be honest, the information that Dellfi added has really made Marx feel very bad. After reading it three times in a row, he was forced to gradually digest the information and finally calmed down.

But when Marx turned and wanted to go back to go with Akinbad, the other single thought suddenly popped out of his heart.

“Wait,” he stopped, and he couldn’t help but wonder. “Where did Delphi send this letter? Did she say she hasn’t left London yet?”

Due to the foggy relationship in London, long-distance positioning has become very difficult, and even communications have been affected. If Delphi had already gone to the Mediterranean, the ice bird that had just passed the credit could not have been sent to him so quickly.

Coupled with the fact that it was not long before Dell and Dell were separated, Marx could only think that the other party may have not left London for the time being.

“There is something wrong with it.”

Thinking of this, Marx instantly turned away to go back to Ajinbad’s thoughts and followed the little magic power traces left by the ice bird Accio to fly over the streets.

“Here?”

Marx stepped on the magic book and continually flew forward in the air, while fluttering while carefully sensing the magic power fluctuations in front. Because of the influence of fog, the magic power volatility stays for a short time, and his perception ability has also weakened a lot. The pursuit of this road is very difficult.

But in the near future, he still touched a small street all the way, and finally felt some other, more responsive magic power fluctuations in the deepest part of the alley.

But he can feel that the magic power fluctuations are rapidly disappearing at this moment.

“……underground?”

Before the magic power disappeared, Marx noticed the direction of the magic power fluctuations – they came from his feet.

After withdrawing two steps later, I saw Marx wave a hand, and the original paved roadway was arched. For a time, the soil was undulating, and he was quickly dug up a deep hole.

The next moment, Marx didn’t hesitate and jumped into it with a glimpse.

“stone?”

Under the influence of the curse, Marx’s body floated down for a little while, and as the surrounding brightness dropped a little, he fell deeper and deeper. After a while, he suddenly felt a solid feeling coming from his feet.

Shaking his fingers at random, a light group radiated bright brilliance under the dark ground, dispelling the darkness of his body.

“en?”

It can be seen now that the stepping on his feet is indeed a big stone… or a slate. On the slate, a series of neatly arranged characters and lines gave Marx a familiar feeling.

Marx certainly remembers the mirror space that had been with Delphi, and the only black and white London was impressive. Not only that, he remembers how he got into the space at first, because he spent a lot of time looking for the slate afterwards.

But who knows, when I always look for it, I can’t find it anywhere, but now it appears at his feet.

“Magic power fluctuations are completely gone?”

Marx squatted a little and reached out to touch the lines on the slate. My heart could not help but secretly thought:

“Just… should Dellife start it?”

If he came later, he might have missed it again… No, if Delphi did not send the ice bird to send him additional information, he would not even be here.

It can be said that this should be an accident that Dell Fei accidentally ignored.

“What exactly does she want to do?”

Marx frowned and thought about it, but he put the doubts that couldn’t find the answer aside for a while and leaned over to study the slate. It can be seen that the characters on this slate are obviously different from the last one.

……

Not to mention that Marx is being confused by Delphi’s actions, at least compared to him, the goals of Harry and Neville are very clear.

After a hard battle, the two tacitly cooperated and finally killed a black wizard on the spot. Although the battle was very hard, Harry suffered a bit of injury, but they were undoubtedly the first to kill the collectors in the war.

“Harry, is there any problem with your shoulders? Are you feeling uncomfortable?”

Just in the battle, Harry’s shoulder was pierced by the sharp black thorn of the other side, and the injury at that time looked very heavy.

But he still resisted the pain of being tied to a big hole on his shoulder. While he was bleeding with blood and biting his teeth, he finally found a gap and penetrated the other’s head with the Gryffindor sword.

Afterwards, he eventually lost too much blood because he was dragging too long, and he fainted when the battle was over.

To be honest, Neville was scared enough, and he was given a bloody wound to he, and he was finally rescued.

Hearing Neville with some worried questions, Harry shook his head immediately.

“Nothing – you see, it should be just an ordinary injury. There should be no strange dark magic attached to the black thorn.”

After waving his arms to Neville, Harry touched his chest and his face was not so beautiful.

“But really, compared to the injury on the shoulder, the last time I stabbed the guy’s head is more uncomfortable.” He frowns, softly whispered, “I feel a little disgusting…”

Because the Gryffindor sword is very sharp, he has almost no touch when he is stuck in the other’s head, just like when he used the duel doll to practice.

Even so, the feeling of killing yourself is definitely not a good place to go.

With a little left hand down, Harry lifted the sword that had been clenched in the right hand—the silvery sword was still as clean as a mirror, and the battle had not left any traces on it, even a trace. There is no blood.

Who can think of such a silver sword that is refined and looks gorgeous, but is actually a big killer that can easily take away human life?

“Harry, don’t think too much,” Neville reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying that he was comforted. “Although I didn’t kill it myself, I might not be qualified to say anything… but the guy must have been so far. Killed a lot of innocent wizard and muggle, that is what he deserves!”

As he spoke, he suddenly glanced back and looked at the witch who had been rescued by them. He is now holding her child and following the footsteps of the two.

“Look, when we met the guy, didn’t he want to kill the lady? You should understand that we are doing the right thing.”

“I know,” Harry ordered nodded. “I know that saving people is definitely right. I didn’t regret it when I killed him… I just, I don’t adapt, it’s a bit disgusting.”

Once again, clenched the right hand of the hilt, Harry was deep aok a deep breath.

“Well, I don’t think about it first…” he sighed softly and silently. “This disgusting is nothing compared to the tragedy that is happening in downtown London. I only hope that this The disaster can end as soon as possible! It’s just how many deaths have we seen along this road?”

“Yes!”

These two male children, who should have graduated from school after one year, have both held their arms at the moment, and their bodies are covered with their own blood.

They sighed one step at a time and walked into the distance in the messy everywhere.

This is a real disaster. It is a disaster that forces people who should not have suffered so much pain and sorrow to be forced to face despair.

At this moment, the initiator of this disaster is not only without remorse, but even ecstatic as the disaster progresses, sending out a burst of laughter of send cold shivers down one’s spine.

“Hurry up… hurry up… tenth…”

Herpo stood in the middle of the open space, standing in front of a group of “apprentices” with low heads, whispering to himself.

“McLorne… excellent young man, don’t you let me down?”


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