Chapter 1953: More than half lost

If Old Aslan was to defeat that huge demon, he wouldn't be able to do it himself-even if he used his best and most powerful spell, he wouldn't hurt the opponent by a minute and a half.
So, what else can we talk about?
However, if he is just asked to hold the other side for a while and give other companions time to evacuate ... Explaining his old fate, it seems that he can barely try.
"boom--"
When the huge figure once again took his fists and smashed it over the old wizard's head, he saw that he avoided the drive with great embarrassment, and pointed his wand at the ground under the feet.
Quietly, the original thick ground suddenly softened, and a large amount of mud became a swamp, and suddenly it became muddy.
Unfortunately, compared to the opponent's huge body size, the swampland transformed by Old Aslan's transformation technique appeared a little too shallow.
At that moment, I only saw that the other party slipped under his feet and fell to the ground with a bang. But in the "mud pit", he just rolled over and climbed up again.
And just as the old Aslan was still trying to deepen the swamp as much as possible, he did not expect the other person to jump and squat in it, and jumped out of it.
"boom!"
The old Aslan, who avoided the heavy blow of the opponent again, hurried away a little distance, and then got a gap and looked back.
At that moment, what he saw was a scene where everyone was running together--the chasers of many living corpses were trying their best to run south. Most of those wizards with flying brooms carried as many people as possible, including Charlie, but one of them was obviously limited, and many people could only run on the ground to their best.
Therefore, the scene of being trapped and even brutally killed by live corpses is playing out everywhere.
"What happened to this world ...?"
The old Aslan sighed softly, and then slammed the wand again, releasing a dazzling arc of light that seemed to have no lethality, and then when the giant demon rushed to himself against the curse, Once again dangerously avoided the ferocious stampede that was almost immortal.
Yes, if the man in front of him just has great strength and high defense, if he is careful to avoid the attack of the opponent, it seems that he can drag on like this.
And in order to allow more people to escape from this place, the old Aslan felt that his decision to stay and take a risk was still very correct.
But soon, he found himself wrong--he far underestimated the ability of this behemoth that appeared inexplicably here.
"Roar--"
Repeatedly being avoided by the old wizard from his stampede and hammer, this made the man extremely angry. I saw it snarling loudly in the place, the next moment, it suddenly lifted its right foot and slammed in place.
"Boom!"
That's right, this big man does seem to have only strong physical abilities, but his strength is obviously too great.
This stomped his feet, and he was suddenly struck by a round pit that was larger than the swamp transformed by the old Aslan just now. As the strong shock passed, when the mud and stones splashed, the blockbuster The crack immediately spread around.
At this moment, he completely caught the old wizard by surprise, and was struck to the ground first in the blink of an eye. Immediately afterwards, there were many large and small lumps of rubble, and hitting any one of them must be at least the end of a broken rib.
Fortunately, he still reacted, and immediately stretched out his wand to cast an obstacle spell, which all slowed the oncoming stones and was stopped in the way.
More gravel clumps lingered around him, the rising dust was gradually blown away, but the old Aslan suddenly found out that the big man had disappeared.
Where have you been How could such a big body disappeared?
He was thinking about it, but suddenly felt that the top of his head was getting darker. The next moment he looked up suddenly, but what he saw was a black behemoth that fell like a meteorite.
"Wh-"
...
"Come on, sit in front of me ... crowd, I'll be fine with two people."
Charlie had just rescued a wizard who was stubbornly resisting during the siege of a group of corpses. But when he let the other person sit on his broom and prepare to fly into the air, he suddenly felt a powerful force coming straight behind him.
"Boom--"
A terrible shock wave pushed the three of them directly out, and at the same time a terrible roar came again.
The ground is shaking.
Charlie who rolled on the ground for a long time before he could barely stop, hurriedly got up and looked back, but what he could see from a distance, was the surging dust in the camp and the large area of ​​collapse and subsidence.
"what happened?"
Because things happened too suddenly, even if people could see the scene afterwards, they did not even know what happened.
All he knew was that the situation at the old wizard seemed bad.
"... If possible, take Little Kate out of Britain!"
Charlie, who couldn't help but want to see it, suddenly remembered the expression that Old Aslan mentioned before when he mentioned his granddaughter—all kinds of conditions. There have been some encounters between grandpa and grandson in the past, but it ’s affection. Obviously the fetters have never been far away from the two of them.
"Mr. Weasley, shall we ... whether ..."
The two wizards rescued by him had already climbed up at this moment, and when they saw the scene in the camp, they couldn't help showing sad expressions.
There are actually many companions in the camp who have not been able to escape, but now it seems that they may never come out again.
"Go ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Let's go!" Charlie shook his head, picked up a broom, and turned over to say, "Going back now is undoubtedly blaspheming the old jazz's determination to break for us alone, and ... ... we can do nothing. "
After begging the two to sit on the broom again, Charlie controlled the broom to take off again and headed straight towards the still foggy sky in the south.
Suddenly he looked back, but only saw the huge demon standing in the middle of the camp, roaring angrily at them who fled quickly, looking extremely terrifying.
As for the old wizard ... you can't see it from here.
A moment later, Charlie, who was gradually converging with other successfully evacuated wizards in the mist, ordered a few people, but found that only half of them had been left. I don't know how many of the other half were separated from them, and how many ... have already lost their lives.
"Anyway ... let's go to Weymouth first!" Charlie asked with a heavy face.
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