Chapter 1953: More than half of the losses are lost

If old Aslan was to defeat the massive demon, he thought to himself that he couldn't do it—even if he used the spell he was best at and the most powerful, he couldn't hurt the other party in the slightest.

In this case, what is there to talk about that cannot be defeated?

However, if he just wanted to hold off the other party for a while and buy time for the other companions to evacuate...... Risking his life doesn't seem to be reluctantly tried.

"Boom-"

As the huge figure raised his fists again and smashed them on top of the old wizard's head, he was seen to dodge in great confusion and aim his wand at the ground beneath his feet.

Silently, the originally thick ground suddenly softened, and large swaths of dirt turned into swamps, and suddenly the mud became muddy.

It's a pity that compared to the huge size of the other party, the swamp transformed by Old Aslan with Transfiguration is a little too shallow.

At that moment, I only saw that the other party slipped and stumbled under his feet, and fell to the ground with a "boom". But in that "mud pit", he only turned over, and then got up again.

And just when Old Aslan was still trying to make the swamp as deep as possible, he didn't expect the other party to squat and jump out of it violently.

"Bang!"

Old Aslan, who dodged the opponent's heavy blow again, hurriedly pulled away some distance, and then got a gap to turn his head.

At that moment, he saw the scene of everyone running together - chased by many living corpses, the big guys were running south as best they could. Most of the wizards with broomsticks carried as many people as they could, including Charlie, but the number of brooms was obviously very limited, and many of them could only run on the ground as much as they could.

Therefore, the scene of being chased and intercepted by living corpses, and even brutally killed, is being staged everywhere.

"The world...... What the hell is going on? ”

Old Aslan sighed softly, and with another flick of his wand, he unleashed a brilliant but seemingly lethal arc of light, and then narrowly avoided the ferocious stampede that was almost impermissible as the huge demon rushed at him with a spell.

Yes, if the big man in front of him was only extremely powerful and extremely defensive, it seemed that he would be able to drag on like this if he was careful to dodge the opponent's attack.

And in order to allow more people to escape from this place, old Aslan felt that his decision to stay and take a risk was very correct.

Soon, however, he realized that he had been wrong—he had far underestimated the capabilities of this behemoth that had appeared here for no apparent reason.

"Roar—"

Repeatedly being trampled and hammered by the old wizard dodged his own blows, which made the big black man extremely angry. I saw it roar violently in place, and in the next moment, it suddenly raised its right foot and stomped heavily on the spot.

"Boom!"

Yes, this big man does seem to have great physical ability, but his strength is obviously unusually great.

He stomped his foot suddenly, and he stomped out a large circular crater larger than the swamp that old Aslan had conjured up just now, and as the strong shock spread, when the mud and rocks splashed, a large crack immediately spread out in all directions.

At this moment, the old wizard was completely caught off guard, and in the blink of an eye, he was first shocked to the ground. Immediately afterwards, many large and small rocks and clods flew sideways, and any one hit by them would definitely be at least a broken end.

Fortunately, he still reacted, and immediately stretched out his wand and cast an obstacle spell, causing all the oncoming stones to slow down and be stopped in the way.

As more rubble and clods of earth whistled past him, the dust was gradually blown away, and old Aslan was shocked to find that the big man had disappeared.

Where did it go? How could such a big body disappear like this?

He was thinking this, but suddenly he felt the darkness above his head getting darker and darker, and the next moment he jerked his head, and what he saw was a black behemoth falling like a meteorite.

"W-"

……

"Quick, sit in front of me...... Squeeze it, I'll have no problem with two people. ”

Charlie has just rescued a wizard who is resisting stubbornly while besieged by a group of living corpses. But just as he let the other party sit on his broom and was about to fly into the air, he suddenly felt a powerful force attacking from behind him.

"Boom—"

A terrifying shockwave pushed the three of them straight out, and at the same time, a terrifying roar was heard.

The ground, trembling.

Charlie, who had rolled on the ground for a long distance before he could barely stop, hurriedly got up and looked back and forth, but what he could see from a distance was the surging dust in the camp and a large area of collapse and subsidence.

"What's going on?"

Because it happened so suddenly, even if you can see what happened afterward, you don't know what happened.

All he knew was that things didn't seem good on the old wizard's side.

“…… If you can, go and get little Kate out of England! ”

Charlie, who just couldn't help but want to go over and have a look, suddenly remembered the expression of old Aslan when he mentioned his granddaughter before - on the surface of various situations, there have been some discord between the two grandparents in the past, but the bond of family affection has obviously never been far away from the two of them.

"Mr. Weasley, we ...... Do you want to ......?"

The two wizards he rescued had also crawled up at this moment, and they couldn't help but show sad expressions when they saw the scene inside the camp.

In fact, there are still many companions in the camp who have not been able to escape, but now it seems that they may never come out again.

"Let's go, let's go!" Charlie shook his head, picked up the broomstick and stepped over, "Walking back at this time is undoubtedly blaspheming the old knight's determination to break it off for us alone, and...... We can't do anything. ”

After beckoning the two of them to get back on the broomstick, Charlie took off again with the broomstick and headed straight for the still gray and misty sky to the south.

Suddenly, when he turned around, he saw the huge demon standing in the middle of the camp, roaring angrily at them who were fleeing quickly, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

As for the old wizard...... From here, there is no trace of it.

A moment later, Charlie, who was gradually converging with the other wizards who had successfully evacuated in the mist, roughly counted the number of people, only to find that there were less than half of them left. I don't know how many of those other half of the people are separated from them, and how many of them...... He has already lost his life.

"Anyway...... Let's go to Weymouth first! Charlie, with a heavy face on his face, proposed.

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