A black-purple fist rapidly enlarged in Hoffa's eyes, and the fist shimmered with metallic light.

In the midst of the lightning, Hoffa didn't have time to cast a spell, and his wand turned into a lion's head fist to cover his left arm.

Transform Life Activation.

Life: 6

Life: 7

Life: 8

Most of the magic is turned into life.

The muscles of Hoffa's arms bulged and his forehead was bruised.

He punched the old woman hard.

Boom!!

The heavy, muffled sound of metal colliding.

The old woman in the air was directly smashed by the impact and flew upside down, and in the first-class carriage, she knocked down three rows of seats in a row before she could stop.

And Hoffa didn't feel good either, he leaned heavily against the door frame, his arm shaking.

This punch is not at all like the strength of an old woman, and the strength of a strong boxer is nothing more than that.

Not daring to waste time, Hoffa quickly turned his life back to mana to alleviate his dizziness from mana overdraw.

On the other side, the old woman was not dead, she struggled to get up from the ground. Grinning, he pulled his pistol out of his clothes and aimed it at Hoffa.

The Hoffa spiritual force field, which had been vigilant, immediately enveloped the ground, and the metal on the ground began to turn into palms.

But he hadn't yet finished casting the Shattered Grip.

A large emerald green snake was faster, and it smashed the roof of the carriage with a bang, and it fell on the carriage like lightning, directly tying the old woman to death.

The great snake rolls and winds, and its strength is extremely great.

The old woman's eyes were so crowded that her bones clicked, and her heavy guns fell to the ground.

She stared at the serpent, and the serpent stared at her, the head of the serpent slowly turning into the upper body of Osivia, an expression that Hoffa had never seen on her face.

Hatred, anger, disgust, murderous intent boiling!!

She looked at the old woman condescendingly, grabbed her head with her arm, twisted her waist, and the huge snake tail curled up and clicked softly.

The old woman's head was crooked, her spine twisted, and it was directly broken into three pieces and twisted into twists.

In the distance, Hoffa watched the shocking scene breathlessly on the sidelines, and it took a while to recover.

Holding on to his chair, he clutched his right arm and slowly walked over to Osivia.

"Dead?" he asked softly.

"Hmm. Ossivia turned back into human form and said nonchalantly, "Looks like a professional killer." ”

Professional killer?

Hoffa looked at Ossivia with a pale face. She was not very old, but she exuded a fierce killing intent on her body, and she did not feel any discomfort at all.

But the age was different, and Hoffa did not hold himself pedantic about it, he walked to the old woman who fell to the ground. Squatted down.

That's when he really saw the man who attacked him, or Sylby.

It was a crumpled old woman, her face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were dripping with blood mixed with minced flesh. It is estimated that the internal organs were crowded.

Her appearance is no different from that of an ordinary street woman, but the only difference is that her right arm is mechanical.

Seeing this, Hoffa's eyes widened slightly.

He knew the level of technology in 1939, and people in this era couldn't even use air conditioners, let alone anything like a robotic exoskeleton.

However, it would be a mistake to say that it was mechanical, because there was no futuristic technology such as wires or chips on it, it was more like a deadbolt, which operated through transmissions and bearings. It looks very old.

"What is this?"

Hoffa asked softly in shock.

"Construct the Wizard. It was Sylby who answered him.

The wheelchair slid near the corpse, he whispered.

"Wizard?

"No, it's a creation controlled by a wizard. ”

Sylby shook his head slightly.

Hoffa: "Can you be clear?"

"The Construct Wizard, one of the modern wizards. It was Ossivia who answered, her arms folded and her brow furrowed at the corpse on the ground.

"These kinds of wizards are very obsessed with Muggle technology, and they are not only obsessed with Muggle technology, but they are even more obsessed with Muggle weapons. ”

"They fused Muggle technology with wizarding technology, even replacing the flow of magic in their bodies with magic crystals and body wiring.

It's a completely new genre that has been around for less than a century. But already has its own forces, quite mysterious. Legend has it that these guys can even make Muggles possess powers that are not inferior to those of wizards. ”

Magic crystals?

Muggle technology?

Construct a wizard?

He suddenly thought of the flyer he had seen on the train.

Half-man church, half-king?

Could it be this organization?

Hoffa looked at his watch, and then at the old woman's mechanical arm on the ground, which was still crackling with purple arcs.

It was this arm that made me suffer a big and small loss.

He thought of something, and immediately squatted down beside the old woman, and picked the clothes off the old woman's arm with his wand. On the old woman's mechanical arm, he found a purple slot. There is also a purple crystal inside the slot.

Sure enough, it's the same technology.

Hoffa decisively pulled out the crystal from the slot.

The crystal shone with an inexplicable purple glow, prismatic and thin.

"Mana Crystal. ”

Sylby said softly: "It was invented more than 1,000 years ago by the Italian wizard, Alessandro Antonio, for storing magic in vitro. ”

Hoffa looked at the magic crystal, and then he thrust the purple chip into his watch.

Suddenly, Hoffa's watch clicked open the dial and embedded the crystal directly. Then the dial closed, and Hoffa felt a tingling pain in his wrist.

Several needles pierced his own skin.

The hand scale on the dial turns rapidly.

01，02，03，04

It didn't stop until 05.

Afterwards, the magic flowed from the dial into Hoffa's body.

Knowing the sea.

The ratio of mana to life was quickly broken

Mana: 5

Mana: 6

Mana: 7

Mana: 8

Mana: 9

The ratio of his magic to life came to 9:1

At first, the mana overdraft was quickly replenished, making him feel like he had been in drought for a long time. Soon, however, Hoffa became quite uncomfortable, an unusually swelling sensation of pain.

It's as if drinking water until you are suffocated, and eating until you are full.

He shook his watch, and the magic in his body was withdrawn from his body and returned to the dial.

His body regained a 5:5 balance, and even the soreness in his forearm recovered quite a bit.

But the magic index in the dial has also dropped to 04.

At this moment, Hoffa has a clearer understanding of his watch, and he can extract the magic power in the magic crystal in the watch to replenish himself, just like a car with a fuel tank attached to it.

Seeing that Hoffa had been tinkering with his watch, Sylby asked, "Are you alright?" ”

Before Hoffa could speak, Ossivia strode forward and pulled Sylby out of the blanket with one hand.

This time, Hoffa didn't react at all.

Sylby was held high in the sky and swayed, revealing his body in a transparent stretch suit, his limbs shrunken and skinny under his underwear, resembling a skeleton.

Ossivia whispered angrily, "Why would such a person come to you and say, Did you leak the information about the key?"

Sylby was caught off guard and was picked up, and was furious for a while: "What are you doing, put me down." ”

Ossivia wouldn't let go, instead, she turned around and slammed Sylby against the glass of the fast-moving train corridor.

The wind blew from the side, causing Osivia's black hair to dance wildly.

"Then why did the car stop when we passed by, why did someone choose to do it here, and was all this arranged?"

"What do you want me to say, bastard!?"

With a roar of rage, Sylbi's body began to convulse abnormally, and Hoffa immediately stepped forward and snatched his employer from the inexplicably angry Ossivia and placed him in a wheelchair.

In the wheelchair, Sylby coughed a few times and sneered: "You are guilty of my Xingshi, but I don't know if you noticed, three months ago, the Minister of Magic of the Soviet Union died." This secret has long been exposed. ”

Osivia's face turned pale instantly, she trembled a little, and she couldn't say a word.

The second monk Huo Fazhang was confused, and he didn't know what the two were communicating.

But before he could dig too far into what the so-called secret was.

There was a rush of footsteps from far and near, and through the glass doors of the carriage, Hoffa could see a large number of train attendants approaching this direction with weapons in hand.

Looking at the old woman's body, Ossivia said decisively: "There must be more than one killer in the carriage, this is a premeditated activity, and this train can't stay." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavily armed flight attendants outside shouted something they didn't understand, and then the flight attendants in the front row raised their guns.

With a decisive wave of his wand, Ossivia automatically blocked the door of the carriage with numerous steel beams.

The next second, with the sound of dense gunfire.

There were rows of protrusions on the iron door, and the attendants outside opened fire without saying a word.

"You carry him on your back, and we get out of here. ”

Ossivia finished speaking, and pointed his wand at the roof of the car.

A flash of red light flashed, and the exhaust port on the roof was blasted open.

With another wave of her wand, the metal on the ground swirled up, and with the effect of Transfiguration, it turned into a metal staircase.

"Go up. Ossivia said.

Without much warning, Hoffa picked up Sylby on his back and quickly climbed out of the carriage. Stood at the top of the train with the wind howling.

Before he could stand a little firmer.

There was a thud.

The entire carriage they were in suddenly cut off from the entire train.

The slowdown and inertia made Hoffa sway for a moment, and he felt that things were starting to get bad.

Ossivia quickly climbed onto the roof of the car and said loudly to Hoffa, "Put him down." ”

"What for?"

Hoffa was puzzled.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll let you go. She was amazing, and Hoffa frowned, but he still put down Sylby as he said.

Ossivia raised his eyes for a moment, then grabbed Hoffa's arm.

Syllable!

The suffocating squeezing sensation of the apparition reappeared, as if it had been forcibly stuffed into a spinning rubber tube. The head and limbs were all squeezed into the chest.

Ossivia vanished into place with his apparition.

Sylby sat on the roof of the car alone and opened his mouth wide: "Ahhhhhhhh ”

A kilometer from the tracks, on a rock, Ossivia and Hoffa suddenly revealed.

Before he could catch his breath, Hoffa exclaimed, "Why don't you take the two of you with you?"

Ossivia didn't answer, she squinted into the distance.

Three seconds later, she disappeared again.

It seemed that Ossivia had gone to pick up Sylbie, and Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief.

Rumble!!!

Suddenly, the carriage in the distance burst open, turning directly into a ball of red, reflecting the sky under the morning curtain.

The huge fireball from the explosion almost didn't give Hoffa a stumbling stumbling effort.

He finally understood why those people cut off the carriage!!

"Sylby, Osivia?"

Hoffa experienced a blank brain for about five seconds.

There was a soft click.

The figures of Sylby and Ossivia appeared on the stone at the top of the mountain.

As soon as he appeared, Sylbie, whose robe was on fire, roared loudly: "Hey, can't you bring both of them at the same time!?"

Hoffa, whose brain was blank, slowly regained consciousness, and he turned his head in shock to look at the soaring flames in the distance, and the falling debris.

No doubt.

It was a murder that was extremely well planned.

From parking, to the old woman, to the attendant in the car, to the explosives arranged on the rails.

This kind of organizational ability, computing power, is by no means something that ordinary organizations can have.

He had no idea that what seemed like a simple escort mission would suddenly become so dangerous and terrifying. What is the identity of this guy who can only move his head next to him?

Finally, it was Sylby who broke the silence first.

He muttered, "So, what about my wheelchair?"

"At all times, you're still thinking about your wheelchair?" said Ossivia indifferently.

"How do I get around without a wheelchair?" Sylby glared.

"Let him carry you. Ossivia churned at Hofa.

Their eyes moved to Hoffa.

But Hoffa slowly raised his head and said, "I was involved in an inexplicable murder, and you still want to hide it from me?"

Sylby: "I've never hidden anything from you. ”

Hoffa: "Tell me what these people are all about, and what the key is in your mouth." ”

Sylby glanced at Osivia.

Ossivia shook her head silently.

Sylby: "Look, it's not that I don't say it, it's that this beautiful woman won't let me say it." ”

"In that case, I don't want the final payment. Hoffa said lightly, "Why don't you ask her to send you back, you're all in the know anyway, right?" ”

With that, Hoffa turned and walked down the mountain.

The two men on the rocks watched in amazement as Hoffa's figure walked through the forest.

Suddenly, Sylby shouted loudly, "Library!!"

Osylvia gasped: "Shut up!"

But Sylby had no intention of shutting down.

"A legendary library, the forbidden magic library of countless top wizards in ancient times, it is said that there are hundreds of forbidden spells placed in that library, and those who possess it are enough to have the power to control the world!"