Chapter 1325: Demon body

"Trouble and death ... My bloodline tells me that terrible disasters and deaths are indeed trapped here. It's just ... why is it a lot more vague than I felt before?"
Barlow Stewart, who turned into a crow, was standing on a broken brick wall. He tilted his head to look at the shadow in front of him and the black pupil wizards who were entangled in the shadow.
But no matter how serious he seemed, it couldn't change the fact that he was a bit defiant at the moment.
"So ... why is there such a change?"
In fact, many people know that Barlow Stewart's ancestors were two of the four founders of Ifamonil, and a few knew that his maternal blood originally originated from the Gunter family.
That's right, that is, his ancestor was Sarah Slytherin.
But when it comes to his other blood, there are really few people who know it.
In fact, Barlow Stewart was also a wizard with the blood of a prophet. Because I thought that the sorceress who created Iphamony at the time, Isolit Thayer, had a patrilineal bloodline that was even older than Slytherin, a prophet of the ancient island of Ireland and known as the "Queen of Ghosts" Famous witch Morrigan.
What must be mentioned at this time is that the content of the prophecy of the female prophet Morrigan was often related to war, disaster, and death. Therefore, sorcerers at that time often saw over the battlefield that a crow transformed by the wizard always hovered around.
This is also the real source of her eerie title.
Now, by the age of Barlow, the blood of the Prophet has revived. Although his ability to predict was not strong, it was probably because his ancestor was best at predicting calamities, so his predictions were quite effective in this regard.
Therefore, this time he will specifically apply to bring people to London to aid the war, but the fundamental reason lies in his own hunch-he believes that if Haierbo is allowed to continue to be evil, this disaster will go far beyond the British magic world.
Obviously, the process by which he and Maca reached this conclusion can be said to be completely different, but the views of the two did not end up being too far apart.
"Ok?"
Barlow was contemplating, and suddenly he saw a figure approaching quickly in the air. When the identity of the other party could not be identified for the first time, he quickly rectified his spirits and strengthened the alert. When he patted his wings, he jumped into the shadow on the ground in front and disappeared.
However, he could hide it, but his strange shadow magic could not be hidden. As long as she was flying this way, Maca found that it was undoubtedly the Barlow Stewart who was dealing with the black pupil wizards here.
"Click-"
With a crackle, Maca, who released a chill in his homeopathy, froze one of the enemies trapped in Shadow Hell.
Then, Maca looked at the huge shadow on the ground:
"Mr. Stewart, please come out! It's all up to me. If you want, please help find more enemies. I believe it will be much more efficient."
After two observations before and after, Maca can be seen-the principal's shadow magic is indeed very effective in controlling the actions of the enemy, but if you use this magic to deal with those who have opened the spherical shield, It basically has no effect.
At the same time, when Barlow, who had just entered the shadow, saw that it was Maca, he immediately flew out of it. He did not regain his human form from Animagus form, but instead nodded slightly towards Maca before leaving his wings very simply.
When Maca saw this, she could not help but shrug her shoulders, and then turned her attention to the enemies who were restricted from moving.
It must be said that in the short time since Maca and others began cleaning up these soul seekers, their numbers have been steadily decreasing.
The group that wanted to release Haierbo was completely eradicated, perhaps it was only a matter of time.
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"Uh ... um ... Titica ..."
In the mirrored world, Muriel, who is hanging in front of Haierbo, has changed again.
I don't know when she suddenly started making some painful sounds in her throat. It was as if a sputum was stuck in her throat, and she felt very uncomfortable just listening, and she couldn't help but want to cough twice and clear her throat.
I don't know how long this preliminary situation lasted, as the voice became louder and louder ... Finally, when Muriel, who was exuding black slurry all out, unconsciously coughed, she suddenly Open your mouth and retched.
"vomit--"
For the first time, Muriel didn't spit out anything; but the second time, a large black viscous liquid burst out of her mouth.
"Spit ... Spit!"
Only a moment later, the unknown black liquid spit out from her mouth like a spring. Even in the end, it was the mouth, and even the eyes and ears slowly flowed out of that terrible liquid.
However, just thinking about it, the disgusting scene came to Haierbo's eyes, but it became more and more "beautiful".
Seeing that Muriel had been ruthlessly wrapped in a large amount of black secretion, Haierbo even laughed happily.
But at this moment, Muriel, who should have lost her self-will, suddenly moved her finger and was watched by Haierbo, who was paying attention to her condition at that moment.
"Oh?"
How could this witch named Muriel still move?
Although this is not necessarily an anomaly, the severe requirements of Haierbo should not be lost, even if it is such a small detail.
"Huh?" Haierbo took the first two steps, stared at Muriel, and then frowned and said, "Can you still hold your own consciousness?"
Thinking of this, he immediately waved backhand, using the power of the rules of the soul to put Muriel back to sleep again, so as not to get to the last step after a while, but something went wrong.
The next moment, perhaps without Muriel's own will to forcibly resist, Haierbo saw the black liquid around him start to burst out. Just a few seconds later, the amount of fluid exuding from her body nearly doubled.
Seeing that the black unidentified matter quickly flowed to the ground, Haierbo was forced to step back several steps to prevent the calling process from being disturbed and causing problems.
At this moment, the number of soul collectors outside the mirror space is constantly decreasing, but Muriel's changes are becoming more and more huge.
Suddenly, the black liquid that had already flowed on the floor suddenly stopped producing, and Muriel no longer vomited continuously. In contrast, the black matter suddenly began to flow backwards, quickly enclosing the entire person in it.
Then Haierbo noticed that the black liquid, which was very similar to the material controlled by the collectors, was hardening and toughening a little bit. That seemed to be the way to rebuild Muriel's body as a whole in this way.
Before long, Haierbo was carefully confirmed, and a little greed was added to his face.
"Perfect flesh ... you don't even have to wait for it to finish, and now you can see that it is unusually strong!" It's up! "
Although this substance looks similar to the black substance controlled by the black pupil wizards, it is quite different in essence.
"Oh ... it's still getting stronger, wonderful ... wonderful."
And the next second when Haierbo was amazed, the black matter that kept condensing on Muriel's body suddenly wriggled, and finally condensed into a pure black healthy body.
It can be seen that because of the continuous accumulation of unknown materials, her body is already much taller than before, and she is only two meters tall at present. The black skin surface was shimmering slightly, and it looked very smooth.
The knotty muscles that are completely different from the structure of the human body, the stout but never bloated body, and the explosive power hidden in it that can be distinguished only with the naked eye, can be said to be the most perfect human body in the world. .
However, this body does not have any gender characteristics at all. To say that it is a "human body" is somewhat far-fetched.
Cold, when those eyes opened suddenly, revealing the pair of equally dark eyes inside, even Haierbo couldn't help frowning.
The ceremony has not yet been completed, which is far from being called a "devil", but even a single soul is still the prototype of a human body ~ EbookFREE.me ~, but it also made Haierbo feel frightened.
Fortunately, Haierbo's purpose is not to summon a "devil" or else ... To be honest, with his current strength, I am afraid that there is only the option of "how far can I run".
But thinking of what he was about to do next, his heart began to get hot again.
"Nearly ... my masterpiece will be done!"
Haierbo didn't come any closer, he just looked a little more at this distance, and immediately turned back to the center of the bell room. Only there was the starting point of the magic circle array he had previously drawn, and it was also the last step of his starting the demon summoning plan.
"The searcher outside ..." Haierbo stood in the middle, feeling a little, and then muttered to himself, "Well, is it McLean, he was killed by less than ten ..." Fortunately, this is enough. "
There was a slight pause, and a look of expectant smile appeared on Haierbo's face again.
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