One step late!

After several days of continuous tracking and investigation, Maca followed the remnants of the magic silk thread to remove many sources of bad luck. And by the way, he has also found many Muggles who have been riddled with bad luck.

However, since the thread of doom would only lead Muggles into minor troubles, Emaka had long since focused on those who had actually suffered an accident and died.

It's a pity that so many times of tracking down made him find that those missing people are often found by bad luck after someone around them dies.

Even if he had deliberately followed the magic threads several times to observe when they came into contact with Muggles, at most he could only see one or two corpses that still had their temperature.

In other words, no matter how hard he tried, the traces of his doom would not have helped him capture the moment when the Muggle dead died.

After all, he's always going to be that late.

"Isn't there a clue on this man?"

Inside a Muggle fast food restaurant, Maca is crouching inside the counter, carefully examining a waitress who has been killed by a customer. Just outside the counter, Sirius asked without looking back, retracting the wand he had just cast the Oblivion and Expulsion Charms.

Because he knew that this time Maca would probably not find anything from the corpse.

Sure enough, Maca quickly stood up and nodded slightly.

"It can't go on like this...... The number of dead Muggles continues to grow, and we have to find a way out as soon as possible. He frowned, "Even if you don't have a clue, at least you have to get this momentum under control first, or else there will be further panic on the Muggle side." ”

When Sirius heard this, he couldn't help but wonder:

"And what about the 'source of doom' you are talking about? Just put it aside for now? ”

Since the spread of bad luck will not directly lead to death, it is natural that there is no need to rush to clean it up...... However, Maca never dared to slack off easily.

"No one knows if it's just an illusion at the moment, and when it paralyzes our attention, it will cause something worse......" he said, shaking his head, "and you can't sense the remnants of the magic except me at the moment." ”

"What then?" Sirius frowned, "Or...... I'm going to find as many people as I can, and use the number of people to make up for the lack of clues? ”

"That's not much more efficient. No matter how many people we find, we can't keep an eye on the tens of thousands of citizens in and around London, and besides—"

Halfway through speaking, Maca secretly thought about it in her heart, and finally nodded.

"Forget it, you're right. At this point, a stupid way is also a way...... Don't look for people, I'll let my little ones go for a walk! ”

Marca had long regarded the alienation of the Eight-Eyed Spider Colony as a numerical advantage, and whenever he needed manpower, he would send the spiders out to disperse.

For example, in Haifa City, spiders of all sizes even occupied the entire city for a time.

It's just that now he is in London, and the area alone is enough to cover more than 20 Haifa cities!

In addition, it is obviously impossible for him to restore the little ones to their normal size this time. In this way, they can naturally have less effect.

“…… Little ones, go observe the Muggles in the city! If you notice any signs of dark magic, come back and tell me immediately...... Go ahead! ”

While releasing a large number of spider colonies, Maca also applies a short-term invisibility effect to them. As long as they all dispersed, they would not be noticed by the Muggles.

In the end, Maca still muttered:

"I'm afraid that's better than nothing."

……

Just as Maca had expected, he still hadn't gotten any valuable clues for another afternoon after releasing the spider.

Seeing that it was dusk and it would not be long before it would be dark again, Maca couldn't help but feel a little bored.

On this day alone, there were more than twenty unrelated homicides on the desk of the head of the task force at Scotland Yard, and in fact the actual new cases that Maca had tracked were even more than that.

In the eastern suburbs of London, Maca was hurrying along the edge of a park - he had been chasing the new remnants of magic in front of him for nearly half an hour, and according to the experience of the past few days, another "source of doom" should be found by him.

But at this moment, he suddenly stopped moving forward, turned his head and looked into the air.

"That's ...... What the? ”

Probably because the thing floating in the air was so high, and the sky over London was as full of clouds as usual, that he couldn't rely on magic to sense, and it was difficult for him to tell what it was with his eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that it was evening, and the red setting sun had stained most of the western sky, he wouldn't have found anything if he had kept staring there.

And even at this moment, he only accidentally noticed that faint gray shadow.

But even so, Maca, who is currently lacking clues, can't let go of this little possibility.

But seeing that he didn't say a word, he directly left behind the magic remnants that had been tracking for nearly half an hour, put on the illusion spell, stepped on the magic book, and rushed straight into the air.

Observation on the ground often had a bias in judging things flying at high altitudes, and when Maca chased all the way closer, he realized that the gray shadow was much faster than he had estimated.

Fortunately, his speed is never slow.

I saw Maca squatting down in mid-air, holding the magic book in one hand and waving back violently with the other. Suddenly, he burst out at an astonishing speed like a freshly discharged cannonball.

Closer, closer......

In just a few minutes, he followed the gray shadow over more than ten miles of suburban areas, all the way to a wide lawn.

But just as he was about to see what the gray shadow was, a large group of various creatures made of flames attacked him horizontally, and for a moment the scorching wave of air forced him to stop the momentum of the rush.

"Hula-"

A cold snap with cooling rules appeared around Maca, carrying a large number of ice crystals formed by condensing the water vapor in the sky, and washed straight away towards the flame creatures.

With a roar and explosion of hot and cold collisions, the diffuse air currents blew the maca's robe to hunt.

"Helmo, you've finally shown up ......"

He stood up from his spellbook, and there was already an extra staff in his right hand. Just look at him standing in the wind above this high altitude, and an extraordinary momentum will be swayed intentionally or unintentionally.

"I don't know if I've been looking for you for days?"

Although I couldn't immediately find out where Helbo was, I could sense the general direction. And since he can't perceive the exact location of the other party at the moment, it means that the old guy is still a long way from him.

"Been looking for me for a few days? Maybe...... But I don't think it's a good time to meet...... Don't you think? ”

Helbo didn't show up, only his voice echoing softly beneath the sky. Even though the wind was strong in the air, it did not prevent his words from reaching Maca's ears accurately, and every word was incomparably clear.

Maca looked at where Helbo was vaguely located, and pulled the corners of her mouth expressionlessly.

Even though there were still large groups of flame creatures circling and flying in the airspace around him, almost encircling him, he was still unmoved.

"Of course I don't think so," he said coldly, "to be honest, don't mention any 'timing of meeting'...... Actually, I don't want to see you at all, and I don't want to care about what you're doing—"

"But who made you go behind your back all day long? Do you have to toss something to be happy? ”

"Oh, it turns out that as long as I don't do anything, you won't come against me, right?" Helbo's voice rang out again, "Although I didn't mean to fight you endlessly. Unfortunately, this may not be what you and I want......"

"What do you mean?"

This was the first time that Maca had heard a clear intention to avoid war from Helbo's mouth, and he immediately asked about it.

But when Maca asked this sentence, Helbo immediately said:

"It's not interesting...... Only those who understand will understand. If you don't, I don't seem to have any reason to tell it to you - it's not good for me! ”

At this point, it was as if he didn't want to talk to Maca any longer. And it was the next second that Maca noticed that the fire creatures around her suddenly turned around and accelerated, rushing towards him.

This is not the first time Maca has encountered this scene, I think that on the day when Helbo had just escaped from the Monument of Bewitchment, he planned to end it with this hand and solve Maca in one fell swoop.

And now, after changing his body again and again, Helbo is finally able to control so many fire creatures at the same time in battle.

In an instant, Maca felt the pressure increase around her.

It can be clearly felt that the flames that turn into all kinds of creatures are not ordinary flames, they are also the products of the power of first-level rules.

Compared to Maca's cooldown rules, Helbo's magic is obviously higher in terms of skill.

"Bang!"

At that time, Maca raised her staff and manipulated a huge amount of cold currents to form a majestic hurricane of ice crystals, barely resisting the attack of the fire creatures.

However, being able to defend is not a long-term solution.

But in the next moment, Maca suddenly felt a magical turbulence suddenly appear behind him, causing him to turn around at once.

"Who!"

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