Chapter 1280: "Black Dead" Reappeared

What Thomas, who was hiding in the backyard of the restaurant, heard was not an explosion!
"boom--"
When Charlie landed heavily on the roof with a fire dragon, accompanied by a dull thumping sound, the bricks and rubble suddenly scattered.
The roof is sloping, and the gripping power of the fire dragon is as crisp as French lasagna. To this end, Norberta flapped his wings and slipped a few times on this top, and then reluctantly stood up with the bricks.
Then she followed with a roar of annoyance.
"Roar--"
Xu Shiguang stood on the roof and yelled, and Noberta bowed his head slightly, even when he found the figure who was passing by quickly on the street below. Then, a blazing flame spewed out of her mouth immediately.
It is naturally impossible for such a large movement to go unnoticed.
Seeing the black pupil wizard who was chasing around in the circle, and finally returned to the street, he suddenly waved his backhand above his head, and the black matter that originally surrounded him was condensed immediately above him. Out of a curved shield.
When the flame dragon's breath really fell to his side, he saw that he turned sharply and hurriedly flashed into the first hole through the shield.
The next moment, the beam of unusually striking flames fell on the ground in the dark, burning the street into a black pothole.
"Broken!" After seeing Charlie on the dragon's back, he immediately shouted at Harry who was chasing behind the opponent. "Come in! The witch with the injury was just inside!"
In fact, Charlie was just to stop the black pupil wizard from running there, so he asked Noberta to spray a flame into the wall opening. But who knows, it was still channeled by that guy!
"... I hope it's all right!"
Seeing that Harry soon followed through the hole in the wall, Charlie, who was lying down on the dragon's back and looking down, finally retracted his neck and murmured softly.
As far as the situation in the city of London is concerned, the people who can still wander around the streets are more or less capable. Not to mention, he also clearly saw that the other party was entering with a wounded patient who could not move.
So in his opinion, even if he suddenly encounters the black pupil wizard, the other party may not have the ability to save his life in a short time.
But ... what should I say?
Charlie's guess was correct, but the actual situation clearly differs from his imagination.
...
"Oh!"
When a figure rushed in through the hole in the wall coldly, Thomas, who was procrastinating and a little dull, was caught on the spot.
Who is here? Why did you come with a flame background?
Looking at the wall behind the opponent, suddenly a violent pillar of fire fell from the sky, and Thomas couldn't react at this time. He shivered under the gaze of the black eyeballs until the other side flickered aside, avoiding a stream of flames that had just splashed in from the outside.
No matter who that guy is, it is certainly not a bad thing.
"Except your weapon!"
Thomas, who felt the deadly threat for a moment, once again used the disarmament spell that had been almost innocuous before-even if the opponent had no weapons in his hand, it was good to smash this guy out, wasn't he?
However, this time, the disarming spell that helped him several times finally hit the wall, and he encountered an arc-shaped "black wall".
"Hello--"
When the black pupil wizard held up a black shield, a red arc of magic light hit it. Suddenly, when the light particles scattered, this disarmament spell, which was absolutely powerful, was completely blocked, and it did not even affect the opponent at all.
Then, at the moment when Thomas's curse was over, and there was no time to do anything, a sharp black thorn flew towards him.
Terrible!
Thomas didn't care about the image at all ... Of course, he never even cared about his image, and saw him rolling on the side when he was on the spot, very ugly to avoid the killing blackthorn.
Then he looked subconsciously into the back chair he was still sitting on, but found that the chair had been penetrated directly by the blackthorn and nailed to the wall.
Needless to say, if he hadn't escaped just now, he would be chained there with a chair!
However, this is not the end.
When the first black thorn had just penetrated into the wall, the second one immediately followed. Feeling helpless, Thomas, who hadn't had time to get up, was busy rolling again ...
"Oh, it's early!"
The next second that flashed in his mind, he just turned to the side and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left leg, and then his leg could no longer move.
"what--"
Thomas was just an ordinary person, and he was not that strong. Right now, his left leg was pierced by a black puncture, and even before the blood ran out, he couldn't help holding the injured leg dry.
But then, when the light in the corner of his eye suddenly glanced at the third black thorn, he couldn't call it even if it hurt. Fear of death, on the contrary, made him suddenly quiet, and his mind became as blank as when he was in the alley.
Until now, only a few seconds had passed since the black pupil wizard broke in, and the flame dragon's breath outside had not even completely dissipated.
"Are you finally going to die?"
Watching the third black thorn that was about to end his life, he suddenly flew towards himself, the target was his chest and abdomen that he could not move at all.
"Why, why do I say‘ finally ’?

In the field of vision, the black thorn gradually zoomed in ... Is it slowing down? Or is that the moment before death is always extraordinarily long?
"Oh, yeah! Theoretically, I ought to be damned. It was only because of an inexplicable accident that I was dragged to the present ...
Suddenly, the scene of smashing a man by himself with a stone flashed in Thomas' mind.
"Isn't it that people will look back on their lives before they die? Why did they come to me but only the memory I least wanted to remember?"
"Ah! That's right, I killed someone who can't resist ... this may be retribution!"
No, it's not like that! That guy was damned--the lunatic killed more people, I just wanted to protect more people!
Yes, I have to kill him, I have to kill him! I……
Thoughts flew past Thomas' mind, either calmly or quibble. And his spirit, with these thoughts, is gradually approaching a certain force hidden in the soul.
At the end, just as the sharp black thorns were about to touch his chest, a dark mist burst from all over his body, covering him all over.
Immediately, he heard a muffled sound of "Dang" spreading in the kitchen, and the black thorn was slapped to the side by him. The strength of the blow was so large that the wall had cracked several cracks.
It was the case of the Black Dead under Voldemort's hands. At the cost of losing the ability to cast spells, the magic in the body was turned into energy that strengthens the body. But unlike Voldemort's "half-hanger", Thomas still maintained a clear consciousness.
Of course, this is the first time that Thomas, the "arrogant" rule, has apparently not stabilized mentally. Those emotions just now have unknowingly become an impulse to fight out.
"Roar--"
At this moment, Maca was actually sitting on the old sofa aside, watching the scene quietly.
This time, he didn't make any other intervention except to keep an eye on the situation and intend to save his life when Thomas failed to stimulate energy.
So it was true that Thomas did all this with his own will.
Wrapped in black gas and rushing towards the black pupil wizard, Ma Kashun took another look with a staff in his hand. There is no doubt that the red streamer on the surface of the stone ball is once again flourishing, and the trend of tremor is continuously increasing with the change of Thomas.
But Maka knew very well ~ EbookFREE.me ~ No matter how trembling it is, it is impossible to reach the limit. Because only one Thomas can't change much.
But ... well, that's enough.
"boom!"
A loud noise came from the front, and Maca raised her eyes and looked at it-it was Thomas.
I saw his fist filled with black mist, which had been hit heavily on the spherical shield that the black pupil wizard had just held up. That huge force, forcibly pushed a tall black ball tall and flew out through the wall.
Coincidentally, at the same time, Maca saw Harry carrying the Gryffindor sword in his hand and rushing in from the previous hole in the wall.
When Harry found out that a figure in the dark mist was running out of another hole that had just come out, he couldn't help but stun it, and then returned and followed.
When he returned to the streets outside, he saw the unidentified dark-skinned figure slamming against an equally dark-skinned ball, with every effort as if the ground was shaking.
Although the black ball was still intact until now, he was smashed into the ground by the guy just like a pile driver.
To be honest, Harry, Voldemort's Black Dead, knew it. Not only did he know that he had seen it, just like the guy not far away.
But to say whether the smoky guy is a black dead, this is a bit unclear ... If you want to say, Voldemort has been killed by Maca long ago, there may be "black dead "?
Anyway, the other side was hitting the black pupil wizard, which Harry was happy to see. So, at least for now ...
"Come and calm down, maybe a good choice?"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help raising his head and staring at each other with Charlie on the roof.