As soon as the old lake goblin finished speaking, Hoffa clasped his hands together.
The snowy ground around them exploded. Pairs of huge stone hands rushed out of the snow like lightning, grabbing at the old lake goblin in the lead.
He knew that things wouldn't end well, so he took the initiative to attack.
The old lake goblin didn't panic at all. He sneered and waved his staff.
A formless ripple spread out rapidly, and those stone hands turned into fine powder before they could even touch him. Then, the fine powder turned into stone needles.
He pointed his staff at Hoffa.
All the stone needles flew back.
Hoffa was shocked. This was the first time the Grasp of Shattering had been completely broken. This old lake goblin's mental power was terrifying!
Ossivia's expression changed. She put up a shield with one hand and tried to grab Hoffa with the other. However, he grabbed nothing but air. Huo Fa's entire body vanished into thin air.
"Be careful!"
She immediately shouted.
As soon as she said that.
Crack.
A silver light flashed.
The old lake goblin holding the staff was cut in half by a silver katana. The stone needles lost control and all fell to the ground.
Hoffa appeared, his chest rising and falling violently. The lake goblin that was cut in half turned into liquid and collapsed on the ground.
Ossivia in the distance opened her eyes wide. Everything happened too quickly.
The sound on the island disappeared. The strong lake goblins around looked at each other, as if they weren't sure what had happened.
The silver katana turned back into a staff. Hoffa looked at the liquid on the ground and was about to walk back. But as soon as he moved, he felt that the soles of his feet were sticky, as if they were fixed in place by super glue.
"I admire your Shapeshifting, boy."
A voice came from the ground. "I admire your speed even more."
Hoffa's expression changed.
Damn it, he didn't notice any trace of the Replication Spell. How did he cut it wrong?
He wanted to leave, but he couldn't move at all.
His feet had already been frozen to death by two pieces of solid ice. The liquid on the ground quickly froze, and the solid ice was spreading to his entire body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A hunchbacked figure walked out from the group of strong lake monsters again. It looked at Hoffa and said, "What a pity, you were born in the wrong era. If you were born a few hundred years earlier, you might have received a better education. Modern sorcerers are becoming more and more reliant on wands. "
Hoffa tried his best to move, but a chill rushed from his thighs to his head. It was corroding his spirit and magic power.
The lake demon waved its webbed fingers slightly.
Three vines shot out from the ground like lightning, tightly binding Hoffa's arm that was holding the wand. Three extremely muscular male lake demons pulled the vines tightly.
Hoffa's left arm was immediately dislocated, and his wand fell to the ground.
Ossivia decisively rushed toward Hoffa. The other lake demons pulled out their weapons and rushed toward Ossivia.
Before he could scream, Hoffa directly entered the state of activation. In the flash of electric arcs, his body abruptly grew to 1.7 meters tall.
He grabbed the vines and roared. The electric arcs went along the wet vines, numbing the bodies of the three lake demons and loosening their webbed palms.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hoffa pulled the vines. One of the lake demons couldn't let go and was directly dragged over. It pulled out a steel fork from its waist in the air and stabbed at Hoffa's eyes.
Hoffa ducked and dodged the steel fork.
Then his right fist smashed into the lake demon's chest.
This punch was extremely powerful.
Hoffa's right fist sank into the muscles. The lake demon's spine protruded in an unnatural arc with a crack. Its whole body flew backward and smashed into the old lake demon.
"Interesting!"
On the snowy ground, the old lake demon with the wand waved his fingers. The strong lake demon that was flying backward directly changed direction. It heavily smashed into a tree, and the snow rustled down.
Hoffa untied the vines and put his dislocated left hand back in place with a crack.
But under his feet, the strange ice still bound him, making his whole lower body unable to move. Even with the great power of activation, he still couldn't break the ice.
He tried to use Ghost Walk to get rid of the ice that imprisoned him, but the ice was extremely strange. Even if he used Ghost Walk, he couldn't break free from the ground at all.
Hoffa looked at the old lake demon and shouted angrily, "What did you do to me?"
"Young man, you have too much to learn," it said with a hoarse voice, "if you still have the chance."
After saying that, it took a deep breath, and its chest puffed up like a toad.
Then, it opened its mouth, and its mouth opened into an exaggerated arc. A stream of boiling hot oil spurted out and turned into a raging fire in the air, sweeping toward Hoffa.
The snow on the ground quickly evaporated, and the surrounding water vapor billowed.
The cold sweat on Hoffa's forehead evaporated. He didn't even know whether he was facing a lake demon or a giant dragon.
Because he didn't have a magic wand, in a hurry, Hoffa hurriedly reached out and roared, "Tariq Skitta!"
An indistinct shield spun and opened up from his palm.
At this moment, several images flashed past Hoffa's eyes quickly.
A fast-moving train, a teenager in a wheelchair.
With a crackling sound, the unformed shield exploded in the air, and the flames scorched Hoffa's eyebrows.
At this critical moment, Hoffa still didn't use the shield spell. He cursed, "F * ck!"
At this critical moment, a black figure appeared in front of him like lightning, opened five fingers, and propped up a shield to block the flames.
It was Ossivia.
She blocked the flames with one hand, turned her head and threw Hoffa's magic wand to him, and scolded, "Don't you know anything other than transformation?"
Hoffa: "How would I know what's going on!?"
In the thick fog in the distance, shouts shook the sky. One lake demon after another rushed to the island in the middle of the frozen lake through the gap on the surface of the lake. Things were completely out of the ordinary.
"What do we do with this thing?"
Hoffa pointed to the ice that was climbing higher and higher on his body and asked.
"That's a voodoo curse, it absorbs your magic power to strengthen itself, don't fight against it." Ossivia shouted, and sent two lake demons flying with a magic spell.
Hoffa understood.
It was a curse, no wonder even Ghost Walk couldn't escape!
He didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately deactivated the activated state, activated Gugar's conversion spell, and converted most of the magic power into life.
Instantly, the ice that lost its magic power source stopped growing, and as the magic power was sucked away, it gradually faded and became fragile.
Crack!
Hoffa immediately broke free of the ice, pulled Ossivia's arm, and ran in the direction of the church.
"This way."
Ossivia swung her shield, and the shield flew, turning into a huge spinning chain of fire, and bound the old lake demon.
The lake demon waved her staff. The space in front of her folded into a shining mirror wall, and the chain hit the mirror, turning into countless dancing iron stars. Instantly, the island was illuminated, and the surroundings were fiery red.
Ossivia temporarily forced the lake demon to retreat and followed behind Hoffa.
The two of them climbed up the hill and returned to the ancient cemetery. Hoffa squeezed into the church sideways, and after Ossivia came in, Hoffa grabbed the stone door of the church that had already fallen off.
Dong! Dong!
The two of them exerted force at the same time and closed the door of the church.
Ossivia wiped the cold sweat on her forehead.
Hoffa stepped back, crossing her arms. Huge stone arms stretched out from the ground, densely blocking the door of the church.
Through the crack of the door, Hoffa could still see rolling flames and the light of other strange spells flashing outside.
A group of Lake Demons rushed into the graveyard from the snowy ground.
"The magic of the lake demons is so strong?"
"That's their chief, the only priest in the tribe, and his strength is comparable to a top-level wizard."
"Why would these creatures kill students and teachers, aren't we in Hogwarts?"
"I don't know! This kind of thing has never happened before! "
Ossivia said angrily, and quickly walked to the other side of the church, but this place was already blocked by piles of rubble.
She looked at the door behind her that was being crazily attacked, and said, "Hurry, the door won't last long, use your transformation spell to move these stones away, and we'll return to the school from the other side."
"Okay."
Hoffa closed his palms, and prepared to cast Crushing Grip.
However, at this moment, a strange question floated into his mind.
Why should I do this?
Will I die if I don't do this, idiot!
Hoffa scolded himself in his mind.
However, another question floated into his mind.
Why should I live?
Hoffa let go of his hands, and took two steps back, thinking that this was bad.
The aftereffects of the activated state.
It didn't come early or late.
Immediately after, his mind went blank.
Hoffa sat on the ground, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
"Do it."
Ossivia urged anxiously.
"Okay."
Hoffa sat on the ground, his mouth half open, neither happy nor sad. He didn't have the slightest intention to do anything.
Ossivia was about to go crazy, seeing that the door was about to collapse, Hoffa actually had an indifferent expression.
She said angrily, "What the hell is wrong with you, if you don't do anything, we'll all die!?"
Hoffa, whose mind was already blank, murmured, "Life and death come and go, a puppet with a bad head."
This sentence was in Chinese, and Ossivia couldn't understand it.
She stomped her feet angrily, and pulled off her necklace.
She threw it forward, and the necklace turned into a snake in the air. The snake split into several, and they fell to the ground and turned into metal snake sculptures, blocking the door.
Outside the church, the old lake monster with the staff in his hand slammed it down, roared, and opened his mouth to spit out a fireball, which shot into the church door like a cannonball.
The whole island was as bright as day, and the ground trembled.
The gothic spire broke, and stone pillars fell from the sky, crashing into the ground.
Ossivia grabbed Hoffa's collar. "Don't dawdle, we can't hold it anymore."
However, even with the explosion and falling rubble behind him, Hoffa's expression didn't change. He sat on the ground, and there was even an unfathomable smile at the corner of his mouth.
"When the line is broken, it falls and leaps."
Ossivia turned around and was furious. She slapped Hoffa's face. "Bastard, what are you thinking?"
Hoffa's head tilted to the side, but his consciousness was still broken. He said indifferently, "For a sinful race like us, the most noble thing is to hold hands and die together."
"Are you crazy?!" Ossivia was going crazy.
Boom!!
The entire stone church collapsed.
Piles of sharp spires fell from the sky.
"It's over."
Ossivia looked up, hugged Hoffa, and rolled away from the falling stones.
However, several tons of stones fell from the sky, shattering the ground.
A hole suddenly appeared under Ossivia's feet. She lost her balance and fell into the ground with Hoffa.
After rolling five or six times, she finally stopped. The thick dust made her unable to see anything, and then she coughed violently.
After coughing, she said with difficulty, "Flickering light."
White light illuminated the surroundings.
Only then did she realize that she was trapped in a tunnel. A fragment of the ceiling was stuck in front of her, forming a triangular crack that was less than one square meter in size.
And that boy was still lying on top of her, with an empty expression like an enlightened monk.
"Bastard."
She leaned against the boulder, panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
Then, she tried to push away the head on her chest, but found that she couldn't move at all. The surrounding space only allowed her to move her left arm.
After struggling for a long time, she finally sighed and gave up.
Outside the church, the roaring old lake demon slowly closed his mouth. The surroundings returned to darkness, and the only light was the bright moon in the sky and the stone door in front of the church that was almost burned into lava.
Soon, a tall lake demon swam to the old lake demon's side.
"Tavo, what do we do?"
"Find their corpses. Don't let any creatures leave this island," the staff-wielding lake demon said coldly.
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