"Damn, it's all ..... luck"

Muttering a curse, Hoffa jumped off the sign and ran wildly.

A group of lounging drunkards are knocked apart by him, one of them screaming in Spanish behind him. He rushed into the pothole-ridden, wet pavement.

At this moment, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and Hoffa doesn't even have the heart to hold up the shield spell to block the rain, he quickly calculates the loss of mana, and at the same time quickly turns mana to life, increasing his running speed.

The scenery around him quickly receded, and his running speed increased from thirty to fifty kilometers per hour, and from fifty kilometers to eighty kilometers per hour.

......

In the black old-fashioned Mercedes-Benz sedan, Chloe's legs and hands were tied up at the moment. She had a seal on her mouth and was writhing desperately.

The soldier driving the car saw the rapidly approaching figure in the rearview mirror, was startled, turned his head and said, "Back!"

A black-robed wizard in the car looked into a blur of a stalker, leaping over countless obstacles in the torrential rain.

"Drive your car. ”

After instructing the soldier, he drew his wand, opened the sunroof of the car, and flicked it at the tracker behind him.

Purple electric light generally swept through the torrential rain, smashing the sewage pipes of distant factories.

The violent explosion didn't stop the guy at all, and he took advantage of the air wave brought by the explosion, jumped high, and disappeared into the rain in mid-air.

Three seconds later, he reappeared, slamming into the roof of the car.

The car was running at high speed, its wheels spinning, spinning wildly on the slippery rain.

The black-robed wizard saw how fast the tracker was. He didn't hesitate to retract into the car, grabbed Chloe's arm, and was about to apparate.

The phantom shifted, and Hoffa tore the car door, grabbing his arm with a quick hand!

Syllable!!!

All three disappeared into the car at the same time.

The moment it disappeared, the old black car crashed headlong into the statue of Louis XVII on the side of the road, and a cloud of sparks exploded.

The next second.

Space warps, and the trio appear near an outpost less than two kilometers away. The moment he appeared, Hoffa smashed his fist into the lower abdomen of the black robe, snatching Chloe, who was tied into a dumpling, and tearing the black cloth on the nun's mouth with a bang.

Ahhh

The screams almost pierced her eardrums, the fear made her completely unreasonable, all the nerves were screaming, and Hoffa covered her mouth. Picking Chloe up sideways, she soared into the air without much thought.

The black-robed wizard slid more than ten meters on the ground, and he rolled over and got up from the ground, twisting his waist and waving his wand. Chloe in Hoffa's hand seemed to be pulled by an invisible chain, and she came out of her hand and flew into the hands of the black witch out of thin air.

Hoffa's hands were empty, and he was caught off guard and began to fall. He fell to the pavement, a dull ache in his legs.

Grabbing his target back into his hands, the Dark Witch yelled in German: "Catch him!"

The soldiers who stayed near the outpost all looked over.

Then, they jumped into the armored car one after another.

Armored vehicles opened fire.

Rumble!!

Dazzling fireballs exploded overhead, and the surging sound waves didn't come overhead, and it felt heartbreaking. Someone hit him with a hundred-ton equivalent bomb in the Europa tank, and the entire outpost was drowned in the white noise of the blast wave.

In the firelight, Hoffa gritted his teeth secretly.

Frightened, he actually dispatched armored vehicles.

Huge wings sprouted from his back, feathered wings gradually turning to metal in the fire.

The cold machine was tireless, and the black witch dragged the writhing Chloe back quickly, shouting as she retreated, "Don't stop, blow him to powder!"

In the midst of the artillery fire, the huge shock wave made the corners of Hoffa's mouth under his wings ooze blood, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he could no longer care about saving his magic power, and slammed his fist on the ground.

The fist is completely wrapped in a blue metallic luster, and it gets thicker and bigger!

Click!!

The ground cracked with countless cracks, and countless sharp spikes pierced through the ground.

A tank spewing flames was lifted high by spikes, overturned, and rolled over at him. Hoffa clenched his right arm into a fist and smashed it into the barrel.

Rumble!!

The armored vehicle burst past its companions in a thick stream of flames, flying out of the recoil at high speed, crashing headlong into the other tanks like a dying flaming beast.

Hoffa drew his fist, his wings quickly receding, and his clothes were burned to the ground of his underwear.

The wizard who had grabbed Chloe flicked his wand hard, and a crack was torn out of the void, and a dozen Yin corpses crawled out of the void, their hands and feet pounced on Hoffa, trying to stop him.

But with the flash of lightning, Hoffa used his hands and feet to pass through the encirclement of the Yin corpse. Under the explosion of huge energy, those yin corpses turned into ashes like paper paste.

The black witch saw that the other party was unstoppable, and when she pushed Chloe forward, she disappeared into thin air without hesitation.

Hoffa grabbed Chloe and ripped the rope off her with one hand. At the same time, he had wings on his back, hovered into the air, and disappeared into the clouds in an instant. Only the soldiers on the ground were left with guns and fired wildly at the flames left behind by the explosion.

......

......

On the other side, the cold and damp underground.

The black-robed wizard stumbled over the phantom as he walked through the dark foyer to a very large, yet cold, crypt.

I saw that in the center of the crypt, there was a cold operating table horizontally, on the operating table lay a dismantled scattered male corpse, half of his chin was cut off, and the strong spotlight shone on the bright red gums and orbicularis oculi muscle, making the severed corpse glow with a certain pink transparent luster.

Near the operating table, an unusually tall man in black military uniform was holding a cigar and stabbing the corpse with a slender stick, the tip of which seemed to carry some kind of electric current, and each time it poked, the cold corpse twitched.

“...... The field of view is too narrow, the materials that can be used for observation are too scarce, and I need more research objects. ”

The black-clothed officer said slowly: "That werewolf in the Eastern District revealed to us the source of the private alchemy weapon tonight, if we trace the past, we must be able to find ......"

The officer suddenly stopped talking.

More than a dozen black-robed wizards were holding quills, and they were brushing and recording something, and when they saw that the conversation stopped, they all looked into the officer's eyes.

I saw the hapless guy leaning against the wall at the entrance.

"Met the fire dragon, Aldo, so embarrassed?"

The officer asked jokingly, and a low laugh rang out in the conference room.

The black witch ripped off his robe and tossed it aside, "Hell!"

"What's going on?" asked the officer, "Where's Lemay, haven't you found it?"

"Hoffa Bach in France. ”

The black witch said hatefully, "He robbed the target." ”

"What did you say?" the officer in black repeated, "Say it again." ”

"Golden-eyed, gray-haired! That Animagus, Hofabach, he's in France!"

"Bach, that student of Sage Grindelwald?"

"Who else is it not him?"

The hall fell silent, and for a moment the pins could be heard. A heated debate ensued among the wizards.

"What is that kid doing here?"

"Hasn't he been missing for almost a year?"

"Why would Grindelwald take a fancy to a guy who doesn't have any hair? ”

"I didn't say that I couldn't kill him, so if I want to say, I can kill him if I don't do anything, after all, he is a wizard of the Allied countries......"

"Silence!"

With the arm smashed on the operating table.

The voice of the wizard's debate was silenced by the voice of the officer in black. I saw him rubbing his chin and his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"I don't care about a student who didn't finish Hogwarts, I'm just curious how he got involved with Lemay?"

"Who knows,"

The wizard who had just returned said, "But I have left a magical mark on Chloe Lemay, and we can track her down." ”

"Tracking...... Magical Agmanis also seems to be of great research value......" Whispering like a dream for a moment, he looked up, "You're doing a good job. The officer in black threw away his baton

"Guys, take your things and come with me. It's better to get those two guys back today. ”

At this moment, one of his subordinates raised his arm.

"And the batch of private weapons that Durant handed over, do we still want to track down?"

The officer sneered: "Do you have a problem with your mind, can't you tell which one is more valuable?"

Shut up with your subordinates.

Soon, outside the crypt, several old black Mercedes cars were activated, and they expelled the steaming mist and galloped through the rain in groups.

......

......

Pantheon area.

The old building, like the rest of the street, is waiting for the city's tireless sandblasting renovation.

Hoffa landed on the roof of a church with Chloe in his arms. At the end of the transformation, he regained his human form, sat down on the ground quite tiredly, and without saying a word, entered a meditative state, and began to regain his magical powers.

At this moment, the burning outpost in the distance was gone, and in less than ten minutes just now, he squandered his magic power and flew nearly ten kilometers.

Chloe looked at the bare upper body of the young man next to her, and sat on the ground with her eyes closed and some kind of mysterious handprint. Although the frantic battle just now lasted less than three minutes, it was a madness she had never seen before.

The young wizard in front of him, who is about the same age as himself, looks like a gentleman, but he has such a violent and crazy side in his bones.

It took about thirty minutes for Hoffa to slowly open his eyes.

At this moment, the night rain had completely drenched him into a soup chicken.

"You..... It's okay. Chloe, hiding under a rain shelter, asked tentatively.

"It's fine. ”

Hoffa reached into his coat pocket, trying to pull the potion out and give it to Chloe.

But when he reached out and touched it, he found that his clothes were blown up, not to mention the potion, and those potion, along with his clothes, were shattered in the first wave of explosions.

Although he was able to withstand the bombardment of artillery fire for a short time with his transformation, his clothes and potions could not, and due to the conditions, these potions were contained in ordinary glass bottles.

Looking at their bare upper bodies, both of them were stunned.

After a long time, Chloe said slowly: "Naked like this, I'm afraid I can't call it even if it is a flying curse." ”

"Damn...."

Hoffa patted his head in annoyance and pulled his hair.

The rain crackled on his shoulders, annoying him.

"Are you going to die......"

He sighed helplessly.

At this moment, the time flare on his forearm had now expanded to the extent of his entire body, and his body was full of large and small transparent spots. Under the unstoppable arrow of time, even the most powerful wizard is as fragile as an ant.

Chloe didn't say anything more at this time, and she asked in a low voice, "Do you have anything else to restore your magic?"

"Where to look for it, that thing is not a cold tablet, just buy it. In the face of imminent death, Hoffa appeared rather agitated.

"Don't panic," Chloe reassured, "There must be a way." ”

"Method..... Way...... Restore Mana ......"

Hoffa spun around twice with his hands behind his back, and suddenly, he stopped.

“..... Wait a minute, do you know how to build weapons?"

"Construct a weapon? ”

"Where's the Mana Crystal, you know?"

"Then I know. But I've heard that kind of stuff requires special equipment to use. ”

Hofa rekindled his hope, he stood up and muttered, "I see...... I see....."

The potion is shattered, and the only way to recover mana is the mana amplification glove on your hand.

When I was making that glove, I inlaid two magic crystals into it, and the magic contained in it was the size of two adults.

If the energy in that glove is fully released, it will be enough for Chloe to reach the magic rage.

It's just that now the pair of gloves is in my hand two days ago, and it will take a lot of trouble to get it without being discovered by myself.

"What do you understand?"

Chloe asked.

Hoffa stood up, paced twice in place with excitement on his face, and then pressed Chloe's shoulder: "Do me a favor." ”

"What's the busy?"

"Help me be a thief. ”

"You're here again," Chloe opened his hand irritably, "I'm not a thief!"

"No, no, I'm not asking you to steal someone else'......"

"Who is that stealing?"

"Steal myself, steal me two days ago. ”

Chloe was stunned for a moment, and looked at Hoffa's eyes becoming more and more strange. After a full three seconds, she stood up abruptly, pointed at Hoffa's nose and muttered aloud:

"Okay, I said, you made me a thief! You still blame me!!"

Hoffa scratched his head in embarrassment, thinking that this was really funny, and he had really wronged others.

"I was wrong, I was wrong!" Hoffa hurriedly apologized sincerely: "This... I can't think of it. ”

"Wrong, you're on the street..... You're in front of so many people on the street!" Chloe became angrier the more she spoke, and she stretched out her hand to hit Hoffa.

Hoffa sneered and stood still.

However, Chloe's raised arm did not fall after all, she watched the time flare on Hoffa's chest gradually expand, stomped her foot angrily, and lowered her hand,

"Oh, okay, okay, I promise you, but you'll have to find a place to put on some makeup. ”

"Makeup?"

"Nonsense," Chloe pointed to her nose, "without makeup, what should I do if I am recognized by a German wizard again?"

.....

.....

An hour later, the East End.

Durant Bar.

Hoffa squeezed Chloe through the group of dancers at the back door of the bar and heard someone whispering, "How can there be a guy dressed like that?" ”

"Hmph, no matter how holy a woman is, she is only a woman after all. ”

"Profession has nothing to do with a**, huh. ”

Looking at the voice, in the thick smoke, four or five dancing girls gathered under the eaves, smoking cigarettes with empty and boring faces.

On their thick smoky faces, there was an imperceptible jealousy and disgust hidden in the depths of their disdainful eyes.

Hoffa shrugged and walked over to say hello to them.

"Yo, good evening. ”

The girl on the right giggled and stabbed him: "Can the girls of the monastery be abducted by you, or did you just borrow a set of clothes?"

"Not only did I borrow clothes, but I also had to put on makeup for her later. ”

Hoffa said.

"You really know how to play, why don't you give me some makeup too? ”

She pinched the fireworks and posed, causing the other dancers to laugh an octave, and Chloe frowned and tilted her head.

"It's a long night. Hoffa patted her on the shoulder and pointed to the dresser in the room, "I'm sorry, that person is definitely not you." I'd like to borrow your dressing table, okay?"

The smoke sprayed on Hoffa's face, and the meaning was clear.

"Give. He fumbled in his leather pocket, found a crumpled fifty-dollar bill, subconsciously smoothed it out on his trouser leg and folded it into four before handing it to her.

She looked into Hoffa's eyes, then at the note he handed over, and her lips snorted softly, but she took the money and walked away.

After five or six times, the locker room became empty.

"You're pretty skilled, isn't it the first time?"

Chloe asked, disgusted.

"Whatever you want. ”

Hofa leaned back in a chair next to him and said lazily, "Let's start." ”

"Cut. ”

Chloe snorted coldly, sat in front of the mirror and sorted out the messy food scraps and messy unknown objects, and then began to put on makeup, taking advantage of this time, Hoffa used his spare eyes to take a look at her real appearance.

She is not very old, has a pair of lilac eyes, her hair is a soft-looking burgundy color, and her facial features are three-dimensional typical of a European woman. The complexion is a little pale, and the lips are not very bloody, and they are not very healthy.

But it would be a bit incorrect to describe her as a beauty of decadent Gothic art. The way she sat in her chair and looked in the mirror reminded Hoffa of the woodpecker, the kind of creature that was so attentive when facing the trees......

As the makeup on her face gradually took shape, her true appearance gradually faded. She first put pockmarks on her face, then added scars around her eyes, and snapped her fingers after adding scars.

The scars had become so real under the influence of the magic that she had become so skillful that it was clearly not the first time she had done such a thing.

"Other people's makeup is for beauty, but you are ugly. ”

Hofa on the side said: "It's really strange that I feel sorry for you." ”

"Pull it down. ”

Chloe glared at Hoffa in the mirror: "It's good to survive, I still care about beauty and ugliness." ”

"yes, it's not easy to survive. ”

Hoffa withdrew his gaze, and with some interest, he stole through the crack in the door and looked at his other self in the bar hall. The power of the rules of time flowed clearly in every tiny corner of his body, crystallizing his body and changing the structure of his retina.

He seemed to be able to see the countless tiny scratches on the dull brown paint table. The décor of the bar is from the last century, a blend of traditional French style and pale Milanese woodcarving, except that everything seems to be covered with a tiny film, as if all the once shiny mirrored and wooden surfaces have been ravaged by millions of customers, shrouded in something that can never be erased.

He had never cared about these things before, but now he found that these most inconspicuous things contained the most stubborn power, just like the praying mantis could survive for tens of millions of years after the extinction of the dinosaurs.

Arrow of Time...

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene he had seen two days earlier.

The werewolf Durant took a few women in his darkroom to beat his teeth, and although he saved a few, one of them was still eaten. If I had moved faster at the time, or Noble had moved faster, maybe I could have died one less.

If...

He straightened up slightly from the back of his chair.

Is it possible for me to change history?