harry potter book of crimes

"...Helpo, have you ever considered what you will do after you truly master the rules of death?"

People must have goals in order to keep moving forward.

The reason why Haierbo could not change his original intention even after being pressed underground for thousands of years was precisely because of his unparalleled persistence in pursuing his goal.

However, the more difficult it is to achieve the goal, and the more protracted the process of gritting one's teeth and persevering, the more people will no longer tolerate anything else.

Obviously, when you don’t even have time to raise your head, how can you still have the idea of ​​​​looking forward to a more distant future?

Haierbo's goal is undoubtedly extremely ambitious. Looking at the history of ancient and modern magic, even in the period when wizard civilization reached its peak, there were only a handful of people who had touched the third-level rules. And Haierbo was born at the end of the ancient wizarding civilization era.

It can be said that it is quite difficult to give birth to this ideal.

"After mastering the rules of death?"

To be honest, with Haierbo's wisdom, it is not impossible to think about nothing. After all, the most indispensable thing in his life so far is probably the time to think alone.

But in fact, except for most of the time when he was forced to sleep underground, what Halbo was thinking about was how to reach his goal.

He didn't seem to have bothered to face up to what would happen after his future goals were achieved.

"Well, that's a good question," Haierbo was admiring the ice picks surrounding him. Hearing Maka's inquiry, he turned around and looked here for the first time, "Maybe... transform this world into my own.

It’s quite an interesting thing if you like it?”

In his words, anyone could probably hear the overflowing malice. However, Maka did not detect any reality from it.

Yes, after Haierbo controls "death", the world will probably undergo huge changes. It is actually not difficult to speculate.

But after all, would a wizard like Halbo, who has been pursuing the truth of magic all his life, be interested in something that purely vents his personal desires?

Based on Maka's understanding of Haierbo, it's impossible no matter how you think about it.

"It seems that you are not going to tell me the truth anymore," he looked at Haierbo from a distance and shook his head lightly. "In this case, it is meaningless to continue talking."

As Maka said before, although Haierbo looks very casual on the surface, in fact, there is a hint of "can't wait" everywhere.

"Yeah?"

Hearing that Maka seemed to have given up the idea of ​​continuing the conversation, he immediately smiled noncommittally. Unfortunately, with his dark and stiff face, no matter what expression he made, it would give people a creepy feeling.

"Although, I don't think the conversation just now was 'meaningless', but in that case, then just enjoy the last hearty battle in your life!"

Before he finished speaking, Haierbo suddenly raised his hand and waved forward, and the vibrations on the ground suddenly revived the army of zombies that had suddenly stopped before, and started their forward steps again.

Not long after, a large number of living corpses of various shapes rushed out from the darkness behind Haierbo, rumbled past him, smashed the ice pick made by Maka, and rushed towards the church ruins.

Soon, Haierbo, who was standing motionless, was completely overwhelmed by the group of living corpses.

“No matter how many times I watch it, it’s still so spectacular!”

Maka grinned slightly and waved his hands repeatedly. In the blink of an eye, a black stream of flames was spitting out in front of him again.

The magic power is constantly being consumed, but the result of this price is that living corpses fall to the ground in pieces where the soul flames burn. Even if there is a mist, they can never get up and rejoin.

During the attack.

Among the living corpses, Haierbo was actually swept by the soul flame several times, but he just stood there and let the black flames pour down his body.

"I am becoming more and more proficient in the use of soul rules," he looked ahead expressionlessly, watching his men being wiped out like weeds scorched by wildfire, but he still had the leisure to review and comment, "

It's a pity that you are not 'arrogant' after all and cannot exert its full power."

As he spoke, he suddenly opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

The next moment, a majestic attraction suddenly appeared from his mouth, pulling the black flames released by Maka, together with the remaining souls in the living corpses in front of him, towards his belly.

passed.

Maka saw that the soul flame was out of her control for an instant and was pulled in the direction of Haierbo. Dangjie decisively lifted the rune. Then, she saw him immediately opening his arms to help the man hiding in the ruins of the church behind him.

Harry counteracted this powerful attraction to the soul.

Maka understood that Haierbo was showing him the true use of Soul Rules. The suction force in front of him was the unique disaster-level ability of the Soul Rule rune contained in the Devouring Mirror.

"'Gluttony'...?"

Today, Maka will no longer have her soul ripped out by this suction, and can even protect Harry. This is the benefit of spending energy to study "arrogance".

But Haierbo's assessment is indeed correct, and Maka also knows that he will never reach the end of the road of "arrogance". He probably will never get the true power of the Bewitching Monument in this life.

"If I have to say it, all the branches of soul rules that I have come into contact with so far... don't seem to be very compatible with me?"

I once again proved that I am an ordinary person. At this time, it would be somewhat discouraging.

When the suction force from Haierbo's mouth suddenly stopped, Maka looked at the living corpse lying on the ground between herself and Haierbo, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

This is the current strength gap between him and Haierbo. At the moment, it is really clear that the living corpses he just destroyed with the soul flame are not as many as Haierbo himself can kill with one big mouthful!

However, the army of living zombies was not afraid of death. Even if there were corpses lying on the ground in front of them, they still did not stop rushing forward. It didn't take long for Haierbo to be submerged again, and a large number of enemies were added to fill it up.

Covered Maka's entire field of vision.

This time, Maka did not use the soul flame again, because for him who could not touch the true meaning of the soul rules, it would be too costly to force it.

"rise!"

Before the enemies gathered around her again, Maka suddenly raised her hands, and an arc-shaped ice wall suddenly rose up like a city wall, blocking the group of living corpses.

This night battle has just begun.