Chapter 685: All for Faith

... Return the dagger of pain to my teaching.

In the main hall, the old prophet's words were still echoing leisurely. Just like at the beginning, he slumped and sat on the carved high platform, as if he didn't see the scene where Maca easily resisted the six believers, without any surprise.

Is it because these wizards who are still blocking the door make him feel safe? Or, does the old man still hold other powerful trump cards?

In addition, after the six black-robed cultists who attacked just now missed once, they did not immediately launch a second attack. From the looks of it, they were planning to make a secret assessment of the confrontation with Maca just now.

Or... what are they waiting for?

Is this still the same sentence? Maca looked deeper than the group of wizards in front of the temple gate, Even if you want me to hand over the 'Dagger of Pain'... don't you think you should give me an explanation first? ? For example, what is the 'Dagger of Pain'? For example, what is your purpose?

In these few consecutive questions, he has actually mixed in the technique of Legilimency. But this magic, which has almost never failed in the past, seems to have a big discount this time.

As expected of a wizard with the blood of a prophet, the strength of his spiritual will is really extraordinary.

Aren't you going to tell me?

Maca frowned, and raised the staff in his hand again, causing the six black-robed cultists standing around him to point their sharp blades at him vigilantly. Even the cultist whose dagger was broken by his wand quickly took out his wand.

Obviously, if Maca moved again, they would give up any hesitation and go straight to it.

Successor of Pain, at this moment, the old prophet finally spoke again, I don't know where you got it, but it doesn't belong to you, and it doesn't do you any good... Return it I teach,

Then you will be freed from the sins of your body...

It doesn't belong to me? Who does it belong to? Maca's hand holding the staff still stopped in mid-air, giving people the illusion that it would fall down at any moment, Does it belong to you?

But then, the prophet closed his mouth again, as if he didn't intend to say anything more.

Just as Maca found it difficult to understand the other party's words, in the other party's mind, Maca's words were probably nothing more than a provocation.

It's so hard talking to you...

Obviously, Makana's intention to act was not an illusion. At the same time as he muttered softly, the staff had lightly landed on the floor tiles, arousing all six people who had been staring at him to rush towards the middle.

But at the next moment, a cold air overflowed in an instant, covering most of the open space in front of the hall at once.

When he walked out of the icy mist with his staff in hand, none of the six disciples who attacked him at the same time came out, and no one even knew that in just over ten seconds, Something happened in there.

excuse me……

After waving at the large group of wizards in front of him, Maca went straight forward regardless of whether they could understand English or not.

However, I don't know if it's really because of the language barrier, or because they don't want to let it go.

In short, when Maca walked forward involuntarily, only a few people gave way hesitantly. But most of the other wizards fell silent again after a slight commotion.

Maca noticed that most of the people couldn't help but look back at the direction of the stone platform deep in the hall when they realized that he wanted to force their way in. Then, their slightly uneasy mood after witnessing Maca's strength settled down.

It seems that the prophet's hole card may not be this group of rabble... On the contrary, the prophet is their reliance, right?

As he thought this way, his footsteps did not stop at all, as if he couldn't see the group of wizards in front of him, he moved forward stubbornly.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Suddenly, the Indian wizards standing at the forefront felt a strange feeling, as if an invisible wall was pressing on him extremely violently. The invisible barrier slammed into him brutally, making him unable to restrain himself from following Maca's every step and retreating.

And at this very moment, the other party said something in a language Maca couldn't understand, and immediately all the magic wands were aimed at him.

To withstand a large number of spell blows, even Maca can't bear it. After all, he is also an ordinary human being, but he doesn't have the giant bloodline like Hagrid and Maxim to increase his resistance.

But there is one fatal thing about modern magic, that is, under the same circumstances, the effect of preemptive strikes will be surprisingly good.

The magic he used to push the crowd just now was an enlarged version of the Iron Armor Curse. Although the shield-shaped barrier originally used to deflect spells and physical entities increased its range, its defensive ability would be greatly reduced, but it could produce unexpected effects when used skillfully enough.

I saw Maca pushing his staff forward suddenly, followed by a large group of wizards who turned their backs. Only a few people standing near the side successfully cast offensive spells, but only exploded in the air. A few light particles of various colors produced by hitting the Iron Armor Curse.

As for Maca, he had already calmly passed through the crowd and stepped into the hall with ease.

boom!

With Maca's backhand wave, the temple door was closed by him on his own initiative. Immediately afterwards, another defensive curse completely sealed the door—it depends on whether those guys still have the confidence to forcefully break in after being locked out without any resistance.

You still don't...forget it.

There are too few light sources in the hall, so that at first glance, the eyes are probably full of gloom. After Maca swung his staff to light up a dazzling light, he tossed it lightly into the air, and the hall was suddenly brightened.

At this moment, it can be clearly seen that in the depths of the palace, apart from the old prophet on the stone platform, there are three black-robed believers on each side of him. If you count the six who rushed out just now, there are twelve in total.

But, are there really only so many people here?

Of course not, at least Maca could vaguely sense that someone was obviously hiding behind the main hall and in the side halls on both sides, but the other party had no intention of revealing it for the time being.

But no matter how many people are here, he doesn't want to say anything more. If only he tried to talk unilaterally, it would obviously be meaningless, he didn't want to talk into the air.

Therefore, he simply shut his mouth and walked along the scarlet carpet in the center of the hall to the carved stone platform.

Stop him, the Prophet finally spoke because Maca walked forward without saying a word, but this time he spoke in modern Persian, Follow the orders of the teachings, and everything is for the faith.

For faith!

The black-robed disciples on both sides responded in unison, and like the six companions before, they held the hilt of the sword at the back with their backhands.

Due to the lack of light outside, Maca didn't see the appearance of these believers very clearly. But this time, even though they also wore hoods, those six pairs of cold eyes made his heart tremble.

Naturally, he wasn't worried about the opponent's strength. He knew from the previous fight that if these people had no other means, they wouldn't pose much threat to him at all.

He has encountered enough fast opponents.

For example, the group of black death disciples brought out by Voldemort in the past are all comparable to fire dragons in terms of physical strength, speed, and intensity. Unlike the black-robed disciples in front of them, they are obviously only faster.

What he cares about is the cold eyes that are very familiar to him - once upon a time, he was in this state of no emotion at all, and even spent a period of extremely depressed time because of it.

Ok?

Just when Maca was about to quickly finish off the six people in front of him, and then approached the prophet on the stone platform, a wave of magic power spread in the hall.

And the next moment, the six black-robed cultists disappeared in an instant.

It was the old prophet—he seemed to have cast a kind of magic similar to the disillusionment spell, hiding the figures of those believers.

However, this stealth and sneak attack tactic may have a considerable effect on other wizards, but obviously it cannot cause any trouble to Maca.

So, when the group of believers disappeared from sight, Maca waved his staff without hesitation.

The six invisible magic blades met the six invisible black-robed disciples with great precision. This is exactly the Shadowless Curse he got from Snape. It is high, concealed, and has excellent killing effect, so it is just appropriate to use it here.

But then, he couldn't help being stunned by the weird movements made by the six believers.

Yes, at the moment when the invisible sharp blades were about to hit the opponent, the six opponents kicked their feet together, avoiding them perfectly with a rather awkward movement.

Others may not be able to see it, because both the sharp blade and the disciples are invisible. But Maca could see very clearly - his attack was completely dodged.

what happened?

He thought of many possibilities in a very short period of time, such as the other party can also sense magic power, or the other party can predict danger, etc., but this is naturally not something that can be answered in a short time.

Although the thoughts in his mind continued, Maca's movements did not stop. Even if he is avoided once by the opponent, he still has a lot of room for a second or even a third attack.

Since you can hide, then simply make it impossible for you to hide—

This time he didn't use the God's Edge Shadowless Curse any more, just the moment he swung his staff, large swaths of flames surged in front of him like waves, rushing forward with majestic momentum.

In the past, Dumbledore liked to use this type of magic technique very much, because the basic magic spell - the fire spell consumes very little, but the actual use effect is surprisingly good.

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