116 Chapter 49, Sacrifice

As soon as the old lake monster finished speaking, Hoffa clasped his hands together.

The surrounding snow fields all exploded. Pairs of huge stone hands rushed out of the snow like lightning, and grabbed the leader of the old lake monster.

He knew that things might not go well, so he simply took the lead.

The old lake demon didn't panic at all, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and beat his staff.

An invisible ripple spread rapidly, and before the stone hands touched him, they were all turned into powder, and then turned from powder into stone needles.

It pointed at Hoffa with its staff.

All the stone needles flew back backwards.

Hoffa was shocked, this is the first time that the Broken Grip has been completely cracked. The spiritual power of this old lake demon is terrifying!

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

"careful!"

She cried out immediately.

The voice just fell.

click.

A silver light flashed.

The old lake demon holding the 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 heaved violently, and the broken lake monster turned into liquid and collapsed on the ground.

Osilvia's eyes widened in the distance, all this happened too quickly.

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

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

"I admire your Transfiguration, boy."

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

Hoffa's expression changed.

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

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

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

A crooked figure came out of the group of strong lake monsters again, and it looked at Hoffa: "It's a pity, you were born in the wrong age. If you were born a few hundred years earlier, you might have received a good education. Modern Wizards, have come to rely more and more on wands."

Hoffa tried to move, but a chill rushed from his thigh to his forehead. Corroding his spirit and magic.

The lake demon flicked its webbed fingers slightly.

Three vines sprang out from the ground like lightning, Hoffa's arm holding the wand was firmly tied to death, and three extremely strong male lake monsters pulled the vines tightly.

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

Osilvia rushed towards Hoffa decisively, and the other lake monsters drew out their weapons one after another, and rushed towards Osilvia.

It was too late to scream, Hoffa directly entered the activated state, and his body was abruptly raised to 1.7 meters in the flash of the arc.

He grabbed the vines and roared violently. The electric arc ran along the wet vines, making the bodies of the three lake monsters numb, and their webbed palms loosened.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hoffa pulled over the vines, and a lake monster was dragged over without any chance. It pulled out a steel fork from its waist in the air, and stabbed Hoffa in the eyes.

Hoffa ducked and dodged the steel fork.

Then his right fist hit the lake demon's chest.

This punch is powerful.

Hoffa's right fist sank into a muscle, and the lake monster's spine bulged in an unnatural arc with a click, and his whole body flew upside down, hitting the old lake monster.

"interesting!"

On the snowy ground, the stick-wielding old lake monster danced lightly with his fingers, and the burly lake monster flying upside down changed direction directly. It hit a tree hard, and the snow rustled down.

Hoffa undid the vines and reattached his dislocated left hand with a snap.

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

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

Hoffa looked at the old lake demon and shouted angrily, "What did you do to me?"

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

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

Then, it opened its mouth, and its mouth opened into an exaggerated arc. A gust of scalding hot oil sprayed out, turning into a raging fire in the air and rolling towards Hoffa.

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

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

Since he didn't have a wand, in desperation, Hoffa reached out his hand in a hurry and roared, "Tariko-Skita!"

A faint shield rotated from his palm.

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

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

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

At the critical moment, Hoffa still didn't use the shield spell. He cursed loudly, "Damn!"

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

It's Osilvia.

She stopped the flame with one hand, turned her head and threw Hoffa's wand to him, cursing angrily: "You guys don't know any other subjects except deformation?"

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

In the dense fog in the distance, the shouts shook the sky. One after another, the lake monsters rushed to the isolated island in the middle of the lake from the gaps in the frozen lake, and things went beyond common sense.

"What about this thing?"

Hoffa asked, pointing to the ice cubes climbing higher and higher on his body.

"That's a voodoo curse. It absorbs your own magic power to strengthen yourself. Don't fight it." Osylvia shouted loudly, blowing the two lake monsters away with a spell.

Hoffa understood.

It turned out to be a curse, no wonder even Ghost Walk couldn't escape!

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

Immediately, the ice cubes that had lost their source of magic power no longer grew upwards, and as the magic power was drawn away, they gradually faded and became fragile.

Click!

Hoffa immediately broke free from the ice, took Osivia's arm and ran towards the church.

"This way."

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

The lake demon swung his staff. The pieces of space in front of him were folded into a shining mirror wall, and the chains hit the mirror, turning into countless flying iron stars. The isolated island was illuminated instantly, and the surrounding area was filled with fiery red.

Osylvia temporarily forced the lake monster back and followed Hoffa.

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

Boom! !

The two of them pushed hard at the same time and closed the door of the church.

Osilvia wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Hoffa backed away again and again, arms folded. A series of huge stone arms protruded from the ground, densely blocking the door of the church.

Through the crack of the door, Hoffa could still see the billowing flames and other strange magical lights flickering outside.

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

"The magic of the lake demon is so strong?"

"That's their chief, the only priest in the tribe, whose strength is comparable to that of a top wizard."

"Why do these creatures kill students and teachers? Aren't we in Hogwarts?"

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

Osivia finished speaking angrily, and walked quickly to the other side of the church, but the way here was blocked by piles of rubble.

She looked at the gate that was besieged by madness behind her, and said, "Hurry up, the gate won't last long, use your Transfiguration to remove these stones, and we will go back to school from the other side."

"Um."

Hoffa folded his palms together, ready to cast the Shattered Grip.

However, at this time, an inexplicable question floated into his mind.

Why should I do this?

You'll die if you don't, you idiot!

Hoffa scolded himself in his heart.

However, another question popped into my mind inexplicably.

why should i live

I.

Hoffa let go of his hands, and took two steps back, secretly feeling bad.

Sequelae of the activation state.

early or late

Immediately afterwards, a blankness swept through his brain.

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

"Do it."

Osilvia urged anxiously. .

"Um."

Hoffa sat slumped on the ground with his mouth half open, neither happy nor sad. There is no intention of doing it at all.

Osilvia was about to go crazy. Seeing that the door on the side was about to collapse, Hoffa actually had an expression of indifference.

She said angrily: "What's going on with you, we're going to die if we don't do anything!?"

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

This sentence was in Chinese, and Osilvia couldn't understand it.

She stomped her feet angrily and tore off her necklace.

Throwing it forward suddenly, the necklace turned into a swimming snake in the air, and the swimming snake split into several pieces, and they fell to the ground and turned into metal snake sculptures, resisting the gate.

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

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

The Gothic spire broke, and stone pillars fell from the sky and hit the ground with a bang.

Osilvia grabbed Hoffa's collar: "Don't dawdle, you can't keep it."

However, Hoffa's expression didn't change even with his back facing the explosion and the crazy falling rubble. He sat slumped on the ground, and there was even an inscrutable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"When the line breaks, you will be at ease."

Osilvia turned her head and was furious. She slapped Hoffa on the face: "Bastard, what are you thinking?"

Hoffa turned his head to one side, but his consciousness was still disconnected. He said indifferently: "For our sinful race, the most noble thing is to walk hand in hand and die together."

"Crazy!!" Osilvia went crazy.

boom! !

The entire stone church collapsed.

Stacks of sharp tower tops fell from the sky.

"It's over."

Osivia raised her head, she hugged Hoffa, and a roll dragged him away from the range of the stone falling.

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

A pothole suddenly appeared under Osivia's feet. She couldn't stand upright and fell into the ground with Hoffa.

After rolling five or six times in a row, she barely stopped. The heavy dust made her unable to see anything, and then she coughed violently.

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

White light illuminates the surroundings.

Only then did she realize that she was trapped in a corridor, 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 that boy is still lying on his body at this moment, with a hollow expression of a Taoist monk wandering in Taixu.

"Bastard."

She slumped against the boulder, out of breath, her chest heaving violently.

Later, she tried to push her head away from her chest, but found that she couldn't move at all, and 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 monster 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 that was about to be burned into magma in front of the church.

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

"Tawo, what should we do?"

"Find their bodies, and don't let any creature leave this island." The stick-wielding lake demon said coldly.

"Let nothing go wrong until the reign of this school is over."