The words of the cold girl are like the cold water on the head, and the boiling beast nature in the body is gradually suppressed under the operation of the meditation method.

Hoffa tore at the snake's fingers and stopped his next move.

His life has dropped to 2.

Osiva said, "The deformation of the human body requires concentration, control. Control your Transfiguration like a scalpel! Not let Transfiguration control you. ”

Control.

Hoffa looked at the life that was already on the verge of dropping to 1.

Don't dare to hesitate, he opened a life transformation like a precipice.

Suddenly, the blue magic flowing in his body was transformed into life again.

This is the most difficult transformation of Hoffa, the thunderbird magic surging in his body is like a wild horse running wild, it is so domineering, so savage. Only with all his spirit did Hoffa make it unwillingly turn around.

Even so, the moment the alien magic was transformed into life, Hofa's body inevitably changed.

Bang bang!

Electricity crackled through Hoffa's body, and his body began to rise, but this time, it wasn't in the direction of the bird.

He was stretched to a height of 1.7 meters, his arches were high on tiptoe, his neck was bent, his tendons were elongated, and he was as tight as steel bars, he was thin and arched, but he was tough, and every joint was raised high.

His hair stood on end like steel needles, with some blue arcs dancing in between.

Two wizard phantoms rushed forward in fearless fear, and one of them leaped high and raised his blade.

Still in the midst of change, Hoffa instinctively sensed danger, shook his head, and directly reached out to pinch a phantom in mid-air.

The other slashed directly at Hoffa's shoulder.

The deltoid muscle was directly cut out of a huge gap, and the pain irritated Hoffa's head, and he carried the wizard phantom and smashed it hard, and the figures intersected, and both of them shattered into shards of glass.

Hoffa felt breathless and his shoulders were itching.

Health indicators are rising rapidly, and mana is rapidly decreasing.

"Be soft, don't be too tough, balance, balance your strength. ”

Osivia's voice came from his ears again.

Looking at Zhihai, the magic index is rapidly declining again.

Hoffa gritted his teeth and activated the blood-colored bloom again.

The expanding flesh stopped changing.

His heart thumped in his chest, and life turned into golden streaks of magic flowing through his arm.

Osivia's tone softened a little: "Yes, that's it, find your own balance, control harmoniously, control the transformation like breathing, don't go to war with yourself." ”

Breathe.

Balance.

Hoffa had a glimmer of realization, Animagus was a very extreme change, but the conditions required were too harsh to suit his current self.

He needs a Transfiguration technique that suits his fighting style better, and that suits his current situation.

It just so happened that Gugal's transformation technique provided himself with two reins.

Blood blooms.

Transform lives.

In this way, Hoffa kept switching back and forth between the two states.

Knowing the sea.

The red and blue slots, which represent life and mana, are constantly changing and fluctuating.

He increases and I decreases

He decreases and I increase

At first, Hoffa felt his soul being blown around like leaves in a storm.

But gradually, he reduced the fluctuation range of life mana.

Fluctuations from 2---8.

Fluctuations to 3---7

Finally, it came to the fluctuation of 4---6.

In the end, Hoffa didn't feel too much discomfort, on the contrary, he felt like he had an extra lung that could breathe, and it was like a car with an extra piston engine.

He shouted, and his life rose to 6, and his mana dropped to 4

When he sucks, his mana rises to 6 and his health drops to 4

Everything came to life, and not only did the magic and life begin to flow, but even the surrounding spiritual force field became extremely sensitive. The spiritual force field shrank to a range of about ten meters, but any disturbance within these ten meters was in Hoffa's perception.

Several wizarding apparitions rushed up from Hoffa's back.

Hoffa didn't look at it, turned around and swept off three heads with one palm, and the three running wizard phantoms were directly shattered and shattered into pieces.

Explosive!

Hoffa looked at his palms in amazement, and some slender exoskeletons had grown from the back of his hands, glowing with a pale blue sheen.

He had completely changed into another form, one that was extremely well utilized.

In the split second after the shot, the life was transformed back into magic and fell back into the body, greatly reducing the loss of meaningless magic fluctuations.

Boom!!

didn't wait for him to appreciate his other form.

Countless black shadows rushed up like a tide, knocking down Hoffa layer by layer, crushing him underneath him.

Osvia, still unmoved, stood there with her arms folded.

It was dark in front of Hoffa's eyes, but the magic and life that flowed like water in his body allowed him to breathe steadily.

Crackling.

An arc of electricity suddenly flashed in the pile of black pressed people.

The next second.

Rumble!!

The mottled apparitions that pressed against the surface of Hoffa's body were kicked out, and they flew sideways for dozens of meters, knocking down several bookcases and slamming heavily on the statues standing in the distance.

Turned into puddles of crystal detritus.

With this kick, Hoffa jumped up from the ground with a carp thud.

Rushing out with lightning speed, he stretched out his hand, and the wand returned to his palm, turning into a fist and wrapping around his arm.

Those wizard phantoms had no emotion, and they didn't know how to be afraid, and they rushed forward without hesitation.

Hofa was eager to try, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, he disappeared straight in place.

When he appeared, he smashed two wizarding apparitions with a single punch.

That's almost as fast as the speed of the ghost walk.

He felt that his body was unexpectedly flexible, and at this moment, there were infinite possibilities in every joint of his body, and every cell of his body was cheering and shouting, and they were rapidly splitting under the stimulation of electric currents, and the scars on his face and the wounds on his shoulders were rapidly healing.

It's not the power of the Thunderbird, it's mixed with a meditative state, a transformation of life, an animagus of metamorphosis. All the forces are connected, cooperate with each other, help each other, form a closed circuit within him, and flow constantly.

It is more flexible, more controllable, and more stable. And, just for yourself.

This is an unusually sensitive state of activation.

Before he knew it, his Transfiguration had actually climbed another step.

Shattering the two phantoms, Hoffa turned his head to look at Ossivia, who was standing nearby.

She was expressionless, but nodded slightly.

"Not bad. ”

Hoffa disappeared in lightning again, and then, the wizard phantoms in front of him turned into fragments one by one.

The feeling of speeding almost intoxicated him, and those phantoms that had been dangerous just now were like papier-mâché, unable to keep up with his speed.

One, two, three, four......

Hoffa flickered through the crowd, each flickering a figure scattered by him, and he felt like a well-oiled car engine, constantly outputting power.

Little by little, the desire to fight spread in his mind. He wants more, more opponents......

Syllable!!

Suddenly, Hoffa's fist was gripped by Osivia.

He subconsciously threw his fist at Osivia, but after seeing his opponent clearly, he calmed down and lowered his fist.

There are no wizarding apparitions around.

Ossivia grabbed Hoffa's arm for a short time, only to hear a crisp thud.

All the objects in this scene, including the whole scene itself, are all broken apart, turned into powder, and finally returned to nothingness.

The whole hall reverted back to what Hoffa had seen at the beginning.

Old, dilapidated, abandoned, cobwebbed.

The only difference was that his vision had become much clearer, and the original blurry layer of water had completely disappeared.

Hoffa shook his head, completely sober from the effects of the activated state.

His body slowly grew shorter, smaller, and eventually reverted back to his former appearance, a 12-year-old Hoffa, thin and inconspicuous.

But his clothes didn't get any smaller, and his school robe was at least three sizes larger in the deformation just now, with many, many holes and burnt cuts on it.

This......

Hoffa looked at his clothes and wanted to use magic to restore them to normal.

But suddenly, an inexplicable thought came into my mind.

Why should I wear clothes?

The thought was so weird and sudden. Hoffa shook his place twice inexplicably, he felt warm, but he was very weak.

This weakness is not physical weakness, but an unspeakable depression.

For a moment, his brain fell into a state of inexplicable desirelessness.

The blank space made him take two steps back, sat on the ground, and looked at Ossivia in a daze.

Ossivia was also stunned: "What's wrong with you?"

Hoffa shook his head imperceptibly.

Osivia: "What are you doing sitting, we still have a task to complete?"

Hoffa muttered, "What's the point?"

The tone was unwavering.

Ossivia frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Hoffa continued to mumble, "Why am I alive. ”

Completely stunned, Ossivia picked the muddy Hoffa from the ground and touched his forehead.

Hoffa's head and limbs hung from Osivia's elbow.

He felt like he had entered a wonderful state of sage, he had no interest in anything and just wanted to sit on the ground and wait for death to come.

"It's strange, your heartbeat is normal, and your magic isn't overdrawn. Ossivia frowned.

"Hmm. Hoffa replied with his nose and did not move.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he suddenly didn't care about anything, he didn't care about the demi-king, he didn't care about the library, he didn't even care about where he was.

Ossivia let go of Hoffa, pinched her chin and sighed, "Your spirit is still not strong enough. ”

"Oh. ”

Hoffa didn't even care why.

The other party's exotic beauty, which has made countless students fall swoop, now looks like just a lump of protein and a bunch of carbohydrates. Her words, like the nagging of a woman after seven years of marriage, entered from Hoffa's left ear and went out of her right ear, not staying at all.

Ossivia thought for a moment, and his voice softened slightly: "The deformation of the human body is not so easy to master, you are already very good, let's rest first." ”

"Oh. ”

Hoffa replied disinterestedly, he didn't want to pay attention to Osivia, he didn't want to speak.

He just wanted to empty himself. If he could, he would even like to smoke a cigarette and think about why he exists and why the universe was born......

He stared blankly ahead, and was depressed and empty for more than twenty minutes before Hoffa slowly came back to his senses.

"I'm ...... What's wrong?" he muttered.

Then, Hoffa's consciousness slowly returned.

The more he returned, the more surprised he became, and the more he returned, the more terrified he became.

What is the situation, I will actually fall into a blank state of downtime for up to twenty minutes.

"What's wrong with me!?" he asked in shock.