"Stop, you goddamn monster!" Neville's grandmother pointed her wand at the floating demon and unhesitatingly unleashed a spell.

The red light pierced through the demon's black gauze robe without hindrance, striking the wall behind it.

But this did not stop Caroline and Ginny from stepping forward to surround it.

"Don't go over! That thing is called Mephisto, a floating demon in a black cloak shrouded in poison gas!" Roger yelled at his sister, as Pandora in his hand changed form for a moment, turning into a hideous bazooka.

As soon as Caroline heard this, she immediately stopped moving forward, and reached out in time to grab Ginny, and the old lady on the other end did not come closer, but the magic in her hand kept firing at Mephisto for a moment.

"I'll leave it to you here, don't die," Roger told Hermione and the others around him without sincerity: "In case you hang up, I will pay a group of **** to jump on your grave." ”

Then, ignoring the scarecrows who were in a hurry by the scarecrow, he aimed at the demon and pulled the trigger, then threw Pandora in his hand, pulled out the butcher's knife stuck in the ground, and jumped forward with his feet.

The rocket did not penetrate like magic, but actually hit Mephisto, and the violent explosion immediately crushed the black cloak of the poison gas, but before its red body could be revealed, the poison gas quickly gathered and turned into a cloak.

"Don't be hungry for this kind of strenuous exercise at such an age, let's go to the back to watch the children~" Roger looked at the third gear and quickly rushed over, grabbed Neville's collar and flicked it to the right, Caroline caught her with understanding.

"This is not the attitude of an old man, young man!" said the old lady, jumping from the girl's bosom, and the vulture on her hat shook terribly because of her excessive movements.

"Yes, yes, I apologize for my rude behavior...", Roger waved his hand perfunctorily.

At this moment, the demon attacked by Pandora had been attracted by Roger, and his body suddenly lowered, and he quickly wandered around the boy like a ghost.

"Be careful!" the old lady kindly reminded him.

The butcher's knife in Roger's left hand tentatively slashed at Mephisto, unsurprisingly piercing through the cloak without leaving a single scar.

The demon's movements slowed down, and he floated directly across from him in a half-lying position, his eyes glowing with a faint blue light as if he were looking curiously at the boy with the knife, and the long, sharp, steel-like fingers on the neckline did not make any movement, but suddenly stretched out in an instant.

Fingers easily pierced the boy's chest and drove deep into the stone floor. The surrounding students were so frightened by this scene that they screamed again.

Roger didn't pay attention to the lambs who were making a fuss around him, his left hand released the butcher's knife and pinched the fingers left outside his body in reverse, while his right hand slowly put the wand into his pocket, and with a toe pick, the butcher's knife flew up with a whirl, and was caught by him Shi Shiran.

The thing grinned: "You shouldn't have been able to hide this time..."

As he spoke, he slashed at Mephisto's carapace-covered head, but unfortunately, he couldn't make out the panicked expression on that bug-like face...

The demon took the powerful stab in his face and flew backwards uncontrollably, and Roger glanced at his bare, empty palm... The carapace on that thing's finger was so smooth that I didn't even grab it when I tried so hard to let it fly straight away...

On the contrary, there was another exclamation around him, and it is estimated that this group of melon-eating people thought that this was Roger's desperate blow before he died.

Obviously, Roger had let them down, and the thing jumped into third gear, catching up with Mephisto flying backwards in two steps, and before it could recover its breath, it grabbed the equally sharp barb at the hem of the cloak, shook off its arms and made a semicircle in mid-air.

"Bang!"

The demon was slammed to the ground, and its cloak trembled.

Roger reached out and stepped on Mephisto's barbed tail, smirked as he lifted the huge butcher's knife and swung it vigorously at the head that had been dented in the beaten...

With a soft "poof", sparks flew everywhere, and the butcher's knife slashed the ground, leaving a deep slash mark, and Mephisto sank through the ground by leaning on the black screen on his body at the last moment.

"Phew!" Roger spat on the ground, looked around, and walked towards Caroline with his knife.

"Kill it?" asked Caroline, who hadn't seen Mephisto sink into the ground because of the angle.

The surrounding students also waited with bated breath for Roger's answer, and no one bothered to find out if this thing was alive or not. After all, compared to the threat to one's own life, someone's chest being pierced through the chest by a 'steel pipe' and not dying is simply insignificant.

"Not yet," Roger shook his head, reaching out to take the Pandora's box that the old lady had handed over. This is what Caroline picked up just now when her brother was fighting with that monster.

"It can pierce through objects with its black cloak, and let it run away without paying attention. Roger said, "Pay attention to your feet, maybe it will come out again..."

Some of the nearby students heard the boy and burst into an uproar, one by one looking down at the floor around them, lest the monster suddenly emerge between their legs.

"Stop talking nonsense, take off your shirt and let me see," Neville's grandmother rushed up, grabbing Roger by the collar and pulling it down.

"Ahh

"Hurry up and stop grinding! Although my healing skills are not very good, I can still get to the starting point. So saying, the old lady had to come out and pick up his clothes.

Roger stepped back with black lines on his head, he thought that this old lady was suddenly teased, and wanted Zhao Zhi to try the tender grass...

Caroline and Ginny laughed at the same time, grabbed Neville's kind grandmother and explained to her that the injury wasn't even a grease for the thing.

"That's good, that's good..."The old lady sighed in peace and was about to say something, but found that a head slowly grew on Roger's chest.

Roger also felt a little uncomfortable, and was seeing the broken Mephisto slowly burrow out of his body.