"Bang-"

With a thud of blow, Harry flew with his sword and flew away, barely rolling to a halt after knocking down many ordinary living corpses along the way.

It can be said that one thing that only Harry knows at the moment is that these enemies, who seem to be powerless under Maca's hands, have actually grown to the point where they are comparable to the dangerous "4X" level of magical beasts.

Just like those giant living corpses that are scattered and gathered, even if they are slow, their strength alone is no longer inferior to that of modern giants; For example, those living corpses with shadow wings that can fly freely not only improve their magic resistance, but can even use magic of no low strength to attack......

In fact, there is no need to describe them one by one. Because anyone who sees the battle scenes on the front line will obviously understand that no matter how strong these guys are, the most desperate thing is the almost innumerable number.

The moment Harry was in the midst of the army of living corpses, the scene around him was like a crowd of demons dancing around, and it almost made him feel as if he had fallen into hell in an instant.

"Be careful, stand behind me, don't run around. Also, put away the sword first! These guys...... It was obvious that it could not be cut for a while. ”

Gently held up by Maca's right hand, Harry straightened up, and then looked at the former's back in silence. Perhaps, this is the first time he has ...... For the first time, even confidence in Maca began to erod.

"Maca...... This...... Is it a 'demon'? ”

He swallowed his saliva secretly, moistened his slightly dry throat, and asked.

"No," Maka said slowly, turning her back to him, "it's 'humans'—they're just humans who have been aroused by 'demons' and the 'evil' in their souls!" Not only them, but even Helbo, the difference may only be ...... Helpo is active and that's it. ”

There are probably no so-called "demons" in this world, or rather, everyone has a group of demons living in their hearts. Whenever they are provoked by negative desires, people may turn into demons and commit sins.

However, just as without "jealousy" people cannot compete, and without "lust" they cannot reproduce...... Without the existence of sin, humanity would not have been able to move forward.

Remember that Dumbledore said, "'Love' is a powerful force", but in contrast, the power of "sin" is obviously just as important and powerful.

Therefore, Maca never tried to deny the path that Helpo had chosen, because although it seemed to ordinary people to be extreme, few people could say that he had taken the wrong path.

At least Maca felt that she was far from that qualified.

"I don't know Dumbledore is teaching him...... Has it reached the point where you can evaluate what Helbo did? ”

At this moment, Maca couldn't help but think so in her heart.

……

Maca is not omniscient.

Although many people now see him almost as the only savior, if he wanted to, he could have founded the first religion in the modern history of wizards with clear individual beliefs.

It's a pity that he himself knows very well that he doesn't have the ability of a god.

For example, right now, Hermione and the others are in a fog due to the accidental split of several companion apparitions, and this matter is obviously impossible for Maca to know.

"Keep running! At least you can see the road underneath your feet...... Also, be careful that you are too far away from each other, and you don't know what else lies in this fog. And the only thing we know is...... There is a danger that must exist. ”

The scream before made everyone feel terrified for a while. Although the details of the situation are not yet known, the sorrow of the volunteer who ran away alone has become a real warning.

Yes, even if the other side pays the price...... Most of it is a living life.

"Come on, don't be afraid, don't be discouraged...... The city of Canterbury is just ahead, and you can't go wrong with that! ”

In the fog, Hermione ran and said all sorts of words of encouragement. It's just that to be honest, even she doesn't know if it's for her companions or herself.

All she knew was that if no one spoke, it would immediately become terrifyingly quiet.

Obviously, the wind is very strong, and everyone's footsteps are heavy, but it is as if they are in a cemetery where no one is around. There is no other feeling than the coldness that comes from the heart.

Of course, they are not in space without air at the moment, so how can they not hear sounds. It's just that the nerves that are getting tighter and tighter make her unconsciously ignore the wind whistling in her ears and the tapping of her footsteps.

But suddenly, a pitch-black hand clawed through the gray mist, clutching at the back of her companion's neck. Then, as soon as the claw jerked the latter into the depths of the fog, another scream slammed into her eardrums like a hammer.

"Ahh Help, save me...... Glen ......"

The cries and cries for help faded so quickly that there was no time to react - Hermione habitually continued to run a few more steps before turning her head abruptly, but she could see nothing but darkness in her vision.

If it weren't for the fact that there was indeed a missing figure around her, she would probably think that it was because she was too nervous in her heart, which caused her to hallucinate.

"Don't slow down."

The Auror, who was running behind Hermione, reached out and gently pushed her back, but Hermione was startled. But at this moment, the Auror behind him added softly:

"Miss Granger...... Maybe I'm going to be attacked soon, and judging from the situation just now, I can't hide from it. If you still have Mr. McLean's Immortal Elixir, I suggest you use it now! It's too late. ”

Even if no one knows whether Maca's Immortal Elixir will be effective against those who lurk in the mist, there must still be value in giving it a try. And, Hermione did still have the bottle in her hand.

However, even if the Immortal Hidden Elixir actually took effect, she would eventually be the only one left to survive temporarily.

Such an ending was something Hermione didn't want to see.

"Miss Granger, I won't say anything else...... Just ask you to think about it, do you live one, or sacrifice it all? At the very least, I hope you live, because Mr. McLean must want you—"

Before the figure behind her could finish speaking, Hermione heard a sudden roar in her ears, and the Auror's voice was interrupted.

This time, the heart-rending screams did not come again, but the dead silence in Hermione's heart touched her more than the sorrow of the first two.

“…… You're right, I have to live. ”

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