In the space of nearly an hour, Maca and Delphi had covered almost the entire city of London. The two of them searched the city incessantly, taking out the Black-Pupiled wizards who were still persecuting Muggle citizens in the streets and alleys, one by one, in the hope of preventing something from happening.

Although neither Maca nor Delphi are sure, Maca will not believe that these guys are not part of Helbo's overall plan.

Oh, of course! And Mr. Barlow Stewart – he did put a lot of hard work into it, especially without pay!

"Delphi, how many are there?"

"Uh, probably...... Probably the fifteenth? ”

After killing another enemy, Maca took the opportunity to ask the "eldest daughter" who was flying in mid-air. Obviously, Delphi's performance was outstanding, and her assistance undoubtedly helped Maca a lot.

"Well done!"

Maca said as she swung her staff and cast a soul spell. The black-eyed wizard who was desperately dodging Delphi's attack suddenly shook violently, and then fell straight out of the air.

Although the opponent quickly regained control of his body and flew again, Delphi had already seized the moment and finished it off with only one ice pick.

"Let's go!"

After seeing the black-eyed wizard fall back to the ground, Maca immediately waved her hand and said:

"Mr. Stewart should have another harvest over there, let's go over and have a look."

As he spoke, suddenly, a palpitating wave of magic swept past him, causing their expressions to freeze for a moment.

"This is ......" Maka frowned and looked up again, "Delphi?" ”

Delphi, who was sitting on the back of the Ice Bird, happened to look down, and the two looked at each other, and then she shook her head gently at Maca.

"I don't know," she said, "but ...... It is indeed quite possible. ”

"Tsk."

Maca frowned solemnly, and her heart couldn't help but feel a lot heavier.

"Do you mean...... Still can't stop it? ”

……

In fact, if Maca could find a way into that mirror space now, she might be able to do something.

It's a pity that Helbo has already blocked the entire space.

Helbo had been in it for the most part, and had not even actually done it himself, except for the one time he tried to kidnap Hermione.

There was a reason why he could endure it and let Maca cut off his men outside.

Because he needs to recharge his energy and prepare, in this mirror space, there is a big battle waiting for him that he has to be cautious about!

Yes, this space he set up in advance early in the morning was actually a battlefield that he had set aside for himself in order not to be disturbed by others.

At this moment, Helbo was standing in the center of the bell chamber of Big Ben, and his eyes showed an unprecedented seriousness and seriousness.

He stared at the sturdy black body in front of him that was trembling slightly, watching the other party's eyes gradually turn from dull to cold, and a strange look slowly revealed from that pair of sights.

When the magic fluctuations that Maca and Delphi had noticed suddenly spread from their bodies, Helbo immediately raised his toes and stepped lightly.

In the next moment, the runes on the floor, walls, and even the ceiling glowed with emerald green, and countless magical threads swept towards the pitch-black figure that was still suspended in mid-air.

In this space with only black, white, and gray, this touch of green stands out.

Right now, since the entire demon summoning ritual has not yet been completely completed, the black figure is not yet able to move. The green and tough silk threads were not hindered in any way, and they were all wound around the other person's body without leaking, and they were tied up into a large spindle that emitted green light.

In fact, this control magic cast through the formation is not original to Helbo, but a powerful magic array born at the peak of ancient magic.

It is said that this magic circle was originally designed to capture ancient giants. Although its demonic consumption is huge, it also has an equally huge binding force, and even the ancient giant, who is known as the strongest in the world, can hardly break free in a short period of time.

And now, it is decisively used here by Helbo.

In fact, if I have to say it, even Helmo himself does not know what kind of power the so-called "demon" has. He only learned a little bit about the book Abatheel and some other ancient texts that once existed.

Helmo only knew that this thing "summoned" by the Demon Summoning Technique was very likely to be even more powerful than many people imagined.

Therefore, in order to ensure that his plan could succeed in one fell swoop, he did not hesitate to use this very expensive magic array to control it first.

To be honest, in Helbo's current state, such a move is still a little reluctant. That's why, he'd just timed the start as accurately as possible, so as not to waste his magic.

You know, his current body is just a "temporary replacement" that he had modified with Dementors earlier! Even if his mental power was strong enough, he simply didn't have enough magic power to mobilize.

And just as Helbo was controlling the output of the magic power and paying very careful attention to the "big spindle" that was suspended in the air by countless silk threads, a very subtle aura suddenly spread out from inside the spindle.

It was an aura that was quite familiar to Helbo, and in just a moment, he could tell where it was coming from.

In the next second, I saw that Helpo's original solemn expression suddenly had a smile of "sure enough".

"Hmph...... That's right...... Sure enough, yes! My speculation was correct! ”

Helbo stared at the big spindle, but his eyes seemed to be able to see through the figure inside, staring at the other party and chuckling.

Then he went on to mutter:

"And that means that as long as you get your body and devour your soul, getting through 'there' is no longer a problem! What Kern failed to do, I, Helpo, will do it! ”

Perhaps because he confirmed that his inference was completely correct, Helbo's interest was obviously higher than before, and even the momentum on his body suddenly became much stronger.

But in the next moment, he finally smelled a hint of danger from the increasingly powerful and strange aura.

"Hmm......"

A cold, soul-bound murmur made Helbo's body tense - it was the first time that someone else had easily touched his soul since he had studied the rules of the soul to the limit.

This feeling suddenly made him feel very strange!

But it was obvious that this was just a light snort when the other party was about to wake up, and the summoning ritual had not even been completely over.

“…… Crime. ”

Another indistinct grunt echoed silently through Helbo's soul, giving him a thrill.

Helmpo was not a bold man, and his modesty was the fundamental reason why he was alive until now. If it weren't for his cowardice and fear of death, there have been so many wizards with more talent than him passing by in history, why is he the only one who has survived to this day?

And now, seeing that the so-called "demon" has not officially appeared, there are signs that are slightly beyond his expectations, and "whether to suspend it for the time being" has suddenly become a big problem in his mind.

Once that guy completely descends into this world, will he lose control of the situation at that time? Will the project suddenly go bankrupt at the last stage?

There was not much time left for him to regret it.

"Should it be interrupted? Or...... Settle for the next best thing, this time it's enough to just get the body? ”

As long as the ritual is aborted in time before it is completely successful, the demonic summoning spell will end in the form of an "incomplete summon". The "demonic body" that has been molded will be left behind, and the soul will not be able to complete the descent due to the loss of the guidance of the ritual.

At that time, Helbo, as the presiding officer of the ceremony, will naturally suffer from a resolute soul backlash - but that is at least much better than successfully summoning the demon and not even having the ability to control it.

After all, this "Demon Summoning Technique" is not a "Spirit Summoning Technique", it is a "summoning" in the true sense! God knows if he, the summoner, will be swallowed alive on the spot by the summon?

However, if you think about it, how much preparation has Helbo made for this plan?

When he first crawled out of the ground, he was overshadowed by Maca, and he lost his body directly before he could even recuperate.

And after that, it wasn't easy to fight with Macka McLean, the International Federation of Wizards, and the whole world.

Especially that McLean, at a time when this level of magic was almost completely lonely - at least that's what Helpo thought, that kid was so young but had already reached the average strength of the original ancient wizards!

But don't forget, the number of wizards in ancient times is far from comparable to that of modern magic, and with Maca's ability, it can be famous in ancient Greece.

And Helbo, when he was completely out of touch with this era, tried his best to take advantage of all kinds of advantages that only he had, and deceived the whole world into twisting around.

Don't look at the fact that he unexpectedly kept a low profile for a lot of time, but all the efforts he put in were also unseen by others.

Now, just because he sees a little sign of possible failure, is he going to throw away most of the fruits of his hard work?

And it was at this moment that the voice whispered faintly again:

“…… Gluttony...... Mortal sin! ”