Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

As soon as the voice of the old lake demon fell, Hoffa put his hands together.

All the surrounding snow exploded. A pair of huge stone hands rushed out of the snow like lightning, and grabbed the elderly lake demon headed by them.

He knew that things could not be good, so he took the lead.

The old lake demon didn't panic, sneered at the corners of his mouth, and had a wand.

A wave of invisible ripples spread quickly, and the stone hands all turned into dusty powder before they even touched him, and then turned from dusty powder into stone needles.

Its staff pointed to Hoffa.

All the stone needles fly back.

Hoffa was shocked, and this was the first time the Broken Grip was completely cracked. The mental power of this old lake monster is terrible!

Osivia's expression changed, she propped up the shield with one hand, and tried to grab Hoffa with the other hand. But he caught an empty space, and Hoffa disappeared into the air.

"Be careful!"

She yelled immediately.

The voice just fell.

Click.

A silver light flashed.

The old lake monster holding the magic wand was cut in half by a silver sword. The stone needles lost control and all fell to the ground.

Hoffa showed his figure, his chest undulated violently, and the broken lake demon directly turned into liquid and collapsed to the ground.

Osivia's eyes widened in the distance, all this happened too fast.

The voices on the island disappeared, and the strong lake monsters around looked at each other, as if they were not sure what happened.

The silver knife turned back into a wand, and Hoffa glanced at the liquid on the ground, ready to go back. But as soon as he moved, he felt that the soles of his feet were sticky, as if they were held in place by strong glue.

"I admire your polymorphism, boy."

The voice came from the ground, "I appreciate your speed more."

Hoffa's face changed.

Oops, obviously I didn't notice any trace of copying the spell, so why did I cut it wrong?

He wanted to leave, but he couldn't move at all.

His feet were already frozen to death by two pieces of solid ice, and the liquid on the ground quickly froze, and the solid ice was still spreading across his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A rickety figure walked out of the sturdy lake monsters again. It looked at Hoffa: "It's a pity that you were born in the wrong age. If you were born a few hundred years earlier, you might get a good education. Modern The wizard has become more and more dependent on the magic wand."

Hoffa tried hard to move, but a chill came from his thigh to his forehead. Corrupted his spirit and magic.

The lake demon swung his webbed fingers slightly.

Three vines rushed out of the ground like lightning, Hoffa's arm holding the wand was firmly tied to death, and three extremely strong male lake monsters tightened the vines.

The surging power was completely irresistible, Hoffa's left arm immediately dislocated, and his wand fell to the ground.

Osivia rushed to Hoffa decisively, and the other lake monsters drew their weapons and rushed to Osivia.

Before it was too late to cry, Hoffa went directly into the activated state, and his body was abruptly raised to 1.7 meters while the arc was shining.

He grabbed the vine and screamed, and the arc followed the damp vine to numb the three lake monsters and loose their webbed palms.

Taking this opportunity, Hoffa pulled over the vine, and a lake demon couldn't help but was dragged over. It pulled a steel fork from its waist in the air and pierced it into Hoffa's eyes.

Hoffa was short, avoiding the steel fork.

Then his right fist hit the Lake Demon's chest.

This punch is extremely powerful.

Hoffa's right fist plunged into the muscle, and the lake monster's spine swelled into an unnatural arc with a click, and his whole body flew out and hit the old lake monster.

"interesting!"

On the snowy ground, the old Lake Demon holding a stick danced his fingers lightly, and the strong Lake Demon who flew upside down directly changed direction. It slammed heavily on a tree, and the snow fell rustlingly.

Hoffa untied the vine and reinstalled his dislocated left hand with a click.

But under his feet, the weird ice still restrained him, making his entire lower body unable to move. Even with the tremendous power of the activated state, he still couldn't break the ice.

He tried to use the ghost walk to get rid of the ice that imprisoned him, but the ice block was so weird, even if he walked with the ghost, he couldn't break away even on the ground.

Hoffa looked at the old lake monster and exclaimed, "What did you do to me?"

"Young man, you have to learn too much." It said hoarsely, "If you still have a chance."

After speaking, it took a deep breath, and its chest puffed up like a toad.

Then, it opened its mouth, and its mouth opened into an exaggerated arc. A stream of hot oil sprayed out, turning into a raging fire in mid-air and rushing towards Hoffa.

The snow on the ground was quickly evaporated, and the surrounding water vapor rolled.

The cold sweat on Hoffa's forehead was evaporated, and he didn't know whether he was facing a lake monster or a giant dragon.

Without a magic wand, Hoffa hurriedly stretched out his hand and roared: "Tarico-Schita!"

A faint shield spun open from his palm.

At this moment, several pictures flashed past Hoffa's eyes quickly.

A fast-moving train, a teenager in a wheelchair.

With a crackling sound, the unformed shield burst into the air, and the flames singed Hoffa's eyebrows.

At the critical juncture, Hoffa still didn't use the Shield Curse. He yelled, "Damn!"

At the critical moment, a black figure appeared in front of him like lightning, spreading his five fingers, propped up a shield to block the flames.

It's Osivia.

She stopped the flame with one hand, turned her head and threw Hoffa's wand at him, cursing: "You guy can't do anything other than deforming?"

Hoffa: "How do I know what's going on!?"

In the thick fog in the distance, the shouts shook the sky. One after another, the lake monsters washed up from the gap in the frozen lake to the island in the middle of the lake. Things were completely beyond common sense.

"What about this stuff?"

Hoffa asked, pointing to the ice cube that was climbing higher and higher.

"That's the voodoo curse. It draws your own magic power to strengthen yourself. Don't confront it." Osivia shouted loudly, and a curse blasted the two lake monsters.

Hoffa knew it.

It turned out to be a curse, no wonder the ghosts can't escape from walking!

He didn't dare to hesitate, he immediately lifted his activation state, activated Chu'gall's conversion technique, and converted most of his magic power into life.

Suddenly, the ice cubes that had lost their magical power source no longer grew upward, and as the magical power was drawn away, they gradually faded and became fragile.

Click!

Hoffa broke off the ice immediately and ran towards the church taking Osivia's arm.

"Here."

Osivia flicked the shield, and while the shield was flying, it turned into a huge rotating chain of fire, bound towards the old lake monster.

The lake demon has a horizontal staff. The pieces of space in front of them were folded into a shining mirror wall, and the chain hit the lens, turning into countless flying iron stars. Instantly illuminate the island, and the surrounding area is red.

Osivia temporarily pushed back the Lake Monster and followed Hoffa.

The two hurriedly climbed the hillside and returned to the ancient principal's cemetery. Hoffa squeezed into the church sideways. After Osivia came in, Hoffa grabbed the stone door of the church that had fallen off.

Boom! !

Both of them used force at the same time and closed the door of the church.

Osivia wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Hoffa stepped back and crossed his hands. A series of huge stone arms protruded from the ground, densely blocking the door of the church.

In the crack of the door, Hoffa could still see the billowing flames and the light of other weird magic gleaming outside.

A group of lake monsters rushed into the cemetery from the snow.

"The Lake Demon's magic is so strong?"

"That is their chief, the only sacrificial priest among the tribe, the strength is comparable to that of a top wizard."

"Why do these creatures kill students and teachers, aren't we at Hogwarts?"

"I don't know! This kind of thing has never happened before!"

Osivia finished speaking in irritation, and quickly walked to the other side of the church, but the path had been blocked by piles of rubble.

She looked at the gate that was madly besieged behind her, and said: "Hurry up, the gate won't last long. Use your Transfiguration to get rid of these stones. Let's go back to school from the other side."

"Ok."

Hoffa closed his palms, preparing to cast the broken grip.

However, at this time, an inexplicable question floated into the brain.

Why should I do this?

You’ll die if you don’t, idiot!

Hoffa scolded himself inwardly.

However, another question floated out of my mind inexplicably.

Why should I live?

I.....

Hoffa let go of his hands and took two steps back.

The sequelae of the activated state.

Early or late or late...

Immediately afterwards, a blank space swept through his brain.

Hoffa sat down on the ground, staring at the ceiling blankly.

"Do it."

Osivia urged anxiously. .

"Ok."

Hoffa sat slumped on the ground, half-opened, without joy or sorrow. There is no plan to do anything.

Osivia was going crazy. Seeing that the door on the side was about to collapse, Hoffa had an expression that didn't matter.

She angered: "What the **** is going on with you, we will all die if we don't do anything!?"

Hoffa, who was already mentally blank, murmured: "Life and death come and go, shaggy puppet."

This sentence is in Chinese, Osivia can't understand it.

She stomped her feet angrily and tore off her necklace.

Throwing it forward suddenly, the necklace turned into a snake in the air, and the snakes split into several. They fell to the ground and turned into metal snake sculptures, withstanding the gate.

Outside the church, the old lake monster holding a wand weighed his wand, roared, and spit out a fireball, which hit the door of the church like a cannonball.

The whole island was bright as day, and the ground was trembling.

The Gothic spire broke, and a block of stone pillars fell from the sky and crashed into the ground.

Osivia grabbed Hoffa by the collar. "Don't rush, you can't hold it."

However, even with his back facing such explosions and crazy falling gravel, Hoffa's expression did not change. He sat slumped on the ground, with an unpredictable smile from the corner of his mouth.

"When the first line is broken, you will be left alone."

Osivia turned her head, furious, she slapped Hoffa's face with a slap: "Asshole, what are you thinking?"

Hoffa's head shifted to the side, but his consciousness was still out of gear. He said indifferently: "For our sinful race, the most noble thing is to hold hands and walk to death together."

"Neurotic!!" Osivia was mad.

boom! !

The entire stone church collapsed.

Piles of sharp towers fell from the sky.

"It's over..."

Osivia raised her head, and she hugged Hoffa, a tumbling dragged him away from the impact of the rock.

However, tons of stones fell from the sky and shattered the ground.

A pothole suddenly appeared at Osivia's feet. She could not stand firmly, and led Hoffa into the ground.

After five or six consecutive rolls, she was able to stop, the heavy dust made her see nothing, and then she coughed violently.

After coughing, she reluctantly said: "Fluorescence flickers."

White light illuminates the surroundings.

She discovered that she was trapped in a tunnel, and a fragment of the ceiling was stuck in front of her, forming a triangular crack with a space of less than one square meter.

And the boy was still lying on his body at the moment, with a hollow expression of a master monk who was so wandering.

"Asshole..."

She slumped against the boulder, panting, her chest rising and falling violently.

Later, she tried to push the head on her chest, but found that she couldn't move at all. The surrounding space allowed her to move only her left arm.

After struggling for a long time, she finally gave up with a long sigh.

Outside the church, the roaring old lake demon slowly closed his mouth, and the surroundings returned to darkness. The only light was a bright moon in the sky and the large stone gate in front of the church that was about to burn into magma.

Soon, a tall lake monster swam to the old lake monster.

"Tavor, what should I do?"

"Find their corpses, don't let any creatures leave this island." The stick-holding lake demon said coldly.

"Before the rule of this school is over, don't make any mistakes."