The black shadow floating in the air was covered by a wide gray-black cloak, the hem of the garment was tattered and light and almost weightless, and the whole cloak was also like a mist, vague and unfixed.

And from the perspective where Ye Xiao was now, in addition to the cloak composed of gray-black mist, only a skeleton-like head with gray-white skin clinging to the skull was attached to the cloak.

It flew straight over Gavana's head, twisted through the air, and slowly descended into altitude.

Ye Xiao saw a face with no facial features, and a round mist-like cavity, which grew at the position of the mouth.

Photo ...... Dementors! Impossible! Time hasn't come yet......" Gavana sat on the ground, his hands and feet in extreme panic and moved back in the direction of Ye Xiao.

"Dementors, Dementors in Harry Potter?" Ye Xiao really didn't understand the situation.

The shadow swooped down, and the hem of the Dementor's cloak was elongated and tapered, visually increasing the sense of speed at which it moved, although it was fast on its own, and it didn't match its light and fluttery appearance at all.

Gavana turned his head in horror, ready to ask Ye Xiao for help, but the dementor had already attached to his body, and the round mist-like void was facing Gavana's face.

"Hurry up and save me!" It's the ultimate goal of the Shadow Alliance, as long as you uh-uh-uh-......" Before he could finish speaking, the misty void on the Dementor's face suddenly expanded by two or three times, and Gavagna rolled his eyes and mouthed open, only to let out a series of meaningless sounds.

Even from a distance of more than ten meters, Ye Xiao could feel a sucking force from the rotating cavity that resembled a mouth.

Ye Xiao saw that translucent colored shadows kept flying into the mist-like void on Gavana's face, like a series of colored phantoms connected together, and Gavana's eyes, ears, mouth and nose also began to float out with dots of spiritual power, and moths floated towards the dementor's circular mist mouth.

"Holy!" Ye Xiao turned around and ran, and at the same time, his heart was filled with a feeling of absurdity.

"This obviously has a different style of painting, isn't it?Why do you stuff everything into this world?" Ye Xiao complained, this strong sense of disobedience was as unacceptable as if it had suddenly changed from an action-adventure film to a horror thriller.

"Ha-" It seemed that the cold that penetrated deep into the soul spread along the spine to the whole body, and a cold breath blew on Ye Xiao's neck, and a layer of fine goosebumps floated on the surface of the skin, and Ye Xiao immediately accelerated diagonally.

The surging spiritual power surged in his mind, and quickly flowed towards the enchanter on his feet.

Ye Xiao didn't know anything about the dementors in this world, and no matter how he looked at it, the dementors chasing behind him didn't seem to be a thing to mess with, and Ye Xiao didn't have any means of defense against creatures that could directly attack souls.

A whirlpool, and a particularly powerful absorbing whirlpool.

The spiritual power that left the mental space flew out of the body uncontrollably, Ye Xiao felt that his speed was getting slower and slower, but it was not because of the direct absorption force, to be precise, it was actually Ye Xiao's ability to control the body that began to decline, and the limbs and body began to gradually numb.

And until the moment when the dementor completely attached to Ye Xiao's body, Ye Xiao was completely unable to move, and could only see a hollow fog mouth that occupied the entire line of sight constantly rotating, absorbing the soul and consciousness of the mind.

It felt like he was immersed in an opaque container filled with water, like lying in a coffin full of water, Ye Xiao felt like he was hiding in the darkness, and the sounds around him seemed to come from a long distance, with a long echo.

The eyes can still see what is around them, but the corner of the eye can see the darkness that surrounds them, and it feels like the eyes have sunk into the depths of the eye sockets.

Ye Xiao could hear the voice, uh-huh, uh-huh, and then suddenly realized that it was actually his own voice.

Ye Xiao couldn't feel his body, let alone control his body, the only thing he still felt was his eyes, brain and throat.

Ye Xiao hummed and chirped, feeling that his entire chest cavity was vibrating with the sound, but he couldn't feel the beating of his heart.

The circular hollow in his line of sight was getting bigger and bigger, and it was spinning faster and faster, and Ye Xiao's consciousness had a strong feeling of wanting to be in it.

But the strange thing is that the spiritual power in the mental space is quiet and tame, and there is no trace of spiritual power that escapes uncontrollably along the absorbed power.

The dementor's face was getting closer and closer to Ye Xiao's head, but there was no phenomenon that had just appeared on Gavana's body from beginning to end.

"Whew-"

The dementor's circular fog mouth opened even wider, and it let out what should have been a shrill and piercing howl, but because Ye Xiao's senses were severely delayed, it sounded like a very slow roar from someone with a very thick voice.

The dementor touched Ye Xiao's head, and an absolute tranquility surrounded Ye Xiao's emotions, Ye Xiao suddenly felt very sleepy and wanted to sleep.

Just when Ye Xiao's consciousness was about to fall into darkness, a transparent flame crossed his spiritual vision.

Ye Xiao opened his eyes, and his body was also conscious, but he was still numb and couldn't move.

Clusters of gray-black things kept falling from above, like gray-black burning embers, Ye Xiao, who was lying on the ground, moved his neck with great effort, and saw that the dementor was surrounded by a layer of transparent flames, and kept roaring, but he couldn't make a sound and couldn't move.

The dementor's withered body was like dry wood, the gray-black cloak was like an oilcloth, and the transparent flames were burning more and more, and by the time Ye Xiao got up from the ground, the dementor was only a watermelon-sized mass surrounded by flames and burning.

A bright translucent white light flashed, the transparent flame escaped and disappeared, and a transparent spar the size of a pigeon's egg fell into the air, caught by a white palm.

"Demon core?" The transparent spar in Ye Xiao's hand had a complex facet like a diamond, so when Ye Xiao looked at the light emitted by the phosphorus fire grass behind him, the brilliance emitted by the entire spar looked extremely gorgeous.

Ye Xiao swallowed his saliva, a strong hunger and thirst felt like a tingling in the deepest part of his soul, Ye Xiao suddenly had a strong desire, an almost irrepressible strong desire to absorb the spar in his hand.

Syllable!

On the leaves of the phosphorus fire grass, a red plant tumor exploded with a bang, a slight explosion that would usually be directly ignored, but it was extremely loud in Ye Xiao's ears at this moment.

Ye Xiao let out a long breath and looked away from the spar, although he had a hunch that absorbing the spar in his hand would bring him great benefits, but before he had a firm grasp and understanding, Ye Xiao would not try it easily.

"It's like setting off firecrackers......" Ye Xiao looked at a large area of phosphorus grass behind him, and before the smile could spread on his face, it was suddenly replaced by a thoughtful look.

"Is it possible? But I'm not going to do it. Ye Xiao muttered, looking both excited and distressed.

"Forget it, let's see what we can get over there. Ye Xiao shook his head, deciding to put aside the sudden idea for the time being, turned his head and walked towards Gavana's corpse, and casually stuffed the spar into his pocket.