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Chapter 263

Words:4638Update:22/07/06 04:13:11

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Hoffa dared not waste any time. He put on his gloves, grabbed Chloe's arm and ran.

He ran very fast and could even catch up with cars. However, the situation was completely different from the last time. Last time, he was facing a dark magus, but this time, he was facing a ferocious beast that was being hunted by a pack of dogs.

Groups of black-robed sorcerers appeared on the streets in their illusions.

???? "He won't be able to escape!" A man shouted. "Anker, let's go!"

???? "Alright!"

Two magi rode on Night Qi and dashed out of the darkness, speeding towards Hoffa's direction. Screeching, the two magi pulled out their wands.

They waved their wands, and curses pulled out crisscrossing electric webs. The electric webs swept towards him horizontally, intending to catch him in one fell swoop.

Seeing the electric webs coming towards him, Hoffa stomped on the ground and forced himself to stop. He then dragged Chloe and ran in another direction.

At the same time, ear-piercing barks sounded from the darkness. Two-headed hounds the size of lions rushed out from the darkness. Their bodies were shrouded in black smoke, and their eyes were glowing red. Saliva dripped from their mouths that were full of sharp teeth, and they emitted a foul stench as they pounced on them.

The two of them turned left and right and rushed into a small alley. The exits of the left and right alleys were filled with ferocious dogs. These ferocious animals were running too fast and couldn't stop in time. Some of them even rolled on the ground and collided into each other. It looked abnormally hideous and terrifying.

Taking advantage of the time before the magi caught up, the hounds tore at the stone wall.

Hoffa took off his gloves and handed them to Chloe.

"Quick, put them on and bring me back."

Chloe looked around anxiously. "Not here, we can't do it here."

"Why not? Isn't it better to end this quickly?"

Chloe stomped his feet. "We can't. Time warping doesn't change space. Wherever we left, we will appear at the same place. If they wait for us here without moving …"

"I see. I understand."

Looking at the three iron gates that were about to be torn apart by the hounds, he bent down.

"Get on my back."

"What?"

"There's no time to explain. Hurry up."

Chloe hugged Hoffa's neck and jumped onto his back.

Boom boom boom!

The three iron gates were completely torn to pieces by the two-headed hounds. They roared and rushed into the alley.

With Chloe on his back, Hoffa jumped high into the air and kicked away a dog's head that was about to bite him. Then, he stepped on the dog's nose and jumped up the building. At this moment, his eyes were completely covered in gold.

Dark clouds swirled in the sky, and the air was filled with the dry heat before the storm.

A golden pattern grew from the back of his hand and gradually covered his entire body. Countless thin and long feathers grew from his arms. They were colorful and abnormally gorgeous.

At the same time, two huge white bones pierced out from his back. The white bones were instantly wrapped up by muscles and feathers.

Looking at the tassel-like feather beside her hand, Chloe, who was hugging Hoffa's neck, was stunned. She had never seen such a gorgeous transformation technique before.

"My magic power won't last long. Hold on tight!"

Hoffa finally turned his head and spoke in human language.

Chloe nodded her head vigorously.

Thunderbird completed its transformation. It stomped on the ground and soared into the sky.

On the ground, the dogs looked at the moon and let out crazy and ear-piercing howls.

The Gestapo Colonel and German Dark Warlocks who were chasing after the shop had all rushed over. The ground was littered with black Mercedes-Benz cars.

The door of one of the cars was suddenly pushed open. The Gestapo Colonel, Muller Manse, dressed in a black uniform, looked at the sky with a fanatical gaze.

"As expected, it's Magus Agmanis. It's exactly the same as the intelligence report. What a beautiful and terrifying creature. Catch it! "

The Warlocks who received the order took out their wands. In the distance, countless huge black bats broke through the glass of countless buildings and swooped down rapidly. The Dark Warlocks quickly jumped onto the backs of the huge bats. They grabbed the mane behind their muscular necks.

The huge black bats flapped their broken and transparent wings and soared into the sky. Their speed was actually not slower than Thunderbird. Their numbers were more than a hundred times that of Thunderbird.

They surrounded them from all directions. The Dark Warlocks riding on the bats arched their backs and swung their wands continuously.

For a moment, the sky was filled with all kinds of magical spells. They emitted a dazzling light under the deep blue night sky, like a brilliant and dangerous fireworks festival.

Thunderbird kept changing its direction. Its huge body was as agile as a falcon.

Chloe leaned on Thunderbird's back and screamed, "Can you shrink a little? We're living targets!"

"Hiss!"

Thunderbird let out a long cry.

It flew into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.

The bats behind it were like vultures that had smelled something rotten. They let out a high-pitched cry and chased after it.

It broke through the clouds like a blue whale leaping out of the sea.

Under the huge full moon, the Thunderbird drew a beautiful arc in the air at a 360-degree angle. Under the effect of Ghost Walk, it disappeared and flew backward, brushing shoulders with countless Magi riding bats.

Chloe turned his head and saw the countless black bats rushing into the dark clouds in the opposite direction. He knew that those people had been tricked by Hoffa and couldn't help but sigh in relief.

In just ten seconds, they had flown tens of kilometers.

After leaving the concealment of Ghost Walk, a tall tower quickly enlarged in their eyes.

It was the Eiffel Tower in Paris. Built in 1889, it was one of the tallest buildings in the world, reaching a height of more than three hundred meters.

Because he didn't dare to use too much magic, Hoffa dispelled his transformation before they even reached the tower.

Thus, in the midst of Chloe's screams, the two of them smashed into the tower's observation deck like meteors.

* Crack! *

Rolling twice, Hoffa lay on the edge of the three hundred meter tall tower. He sucked in a breath of cold air, he felt that one of his ribs might have been broken.

He didn't have time to check his injury. After putting down Chloe, he put a glove on her arm.

"Hurry … Hurry up."

As he spoke, more than half of his body became transparent. His arms, legs, neck, and even half of his head.

Not only was he transparent, but his body was also constantly peeling off some sparkling fragments. The cost of going against time was becoming more and more unbearable.

Looking at Hoffa who was about to collapse, Chloe quickly closed her eyes.

She squeezed twice as if she was constipated. She then opened her eyes again and said anxiously with a bitter face, "It's no use, I can't do it …"

"Why can't you do it …?"

Hoffa's mind went blank for a moment.

"I don't have enough magic."

Chloe stretched out her hand.

Hoffa used his remaining eye to take a closer look. The scale on the glove showed 0.5X, which was only half of a normal adult Magus's.

He cursed inwardly. In order to escape the pursuit of the rogue Magus, he had used up too much magic.

The sparkling fragments were peeling off even faster. As a gust of night wind blew across the top of the tower, countless fragments appeared around his body. It was a beautiful sight.

In the distance, the Dark Magi who couldn't find Hoffa and Chloe had returned. Accompanied by countless bats, they were like evil spirits under the night sky, covering the sky and the sun.

"Hoffa, what do we do … What do we do?"

Chloe grabbed his arm, her eyes red with anxiety.

"It's alright, hold my hand," Hoffa said. At this moment, he was surprisingly calm.

Chloe quickly grabbed Hoffa's right hand.

He closed his eyes and chanted in his heart. Blood bloomed.

Life turned into magic. The needle on the magic glove spun rapidly. Magic was transferred from Hoffa's body to the glove, charging it and then transferred to Chloe's body through the glove.

In an instant, Chloe's eyes turned from light purple to pure white. Her expression was one of extreme pain.

The bats in the distance seemed to have sensed something. They quickly surrounded the Iron Tower.

As tears of blood flowed from Chloe's eyes, a bolt of lightning flashed. The two of them disappeared from the top of the Eiffel Tower at the same time.

The bats came to the iron tower and circled around it, but they didn't find anything. Thus, they scattered in all directions.

.....

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The scorching sun shone on the thick steel bar. The steel bar was so hot that it could almost cook an egg.

The high temperature roasted the young men and women on the top of the tower until one of them groaned with difficulty.

Hoffa woke up from the dizziness of weightlessness. He felt that he had an extremely strange and crazy dream. In that dream, he went back to the past and stole something that belonged to him.

He slowly sat up. He heard the chirping of birds. Some sparrows on the Iron Tower were jumping around as if they couldn't feel the heat of the summer.

He turned around and saw the wine-red-haired girl lying motionlessly beside him.

Seeing Chloe, Hoffa stood up as if he had been electrocuted. He lifted his clothes. Although his body was red and swollen from the heat, the terrifying transparent time flare had disappeared. He had returned to his own time.

Phew …

He heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the observation deck that was three hundred meters high.

He rubbed his hair and laughed in relief.

"Ouch …"

A groan came from beside him.

It was Chloe who had woken up.

She climbed up from the steel observation deck with a tired face. She held her waist like an eighty-year-old woman and sighed. "My head hurts …"

Seeing the red marks on her face from the hot summer heat, Hoffa couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing Hoffa laughing, Chloe touched her face and said angrily, "What are you laughing at? You have it on your face too."

"Haha …"

Hoffa pointed at her and couldn't stop laughing.

Chloe hit him softly a few times and then laughed on the top of the tower.

After laughing for a long time, the two of them sat on the Eiffel Tower and looked at the busy streets below. They also looked at the blue and white froth of the Seine River. They were silent.

At this point, they had escaped the pursuit of the evil Magi and the merciless oppression of the Law of Time.

However, after he regained his safety, Huo Fa felt a strange emotion, which was rare for him.

It had been a year, but he still dreamed of the Hogwarts. Night after night, hope faded. No matter how many twists and turns he made in Paris or Berlin, he would still see the school and the terrible experience in his sleep.

This crazy time adventure made him remember some things he didn't want to think about before, but also made him see a terrifying possibility.

He shook his head vigorously under the glaring sunlight, trying to dispel the crazy thought, but it was futile. The thought grew like a virus, and in an instant, it occupied his entire brain.

"C … Chloe?" Hoffa called softly.

The nun looked at him curiously.

"How far in the past can you go?"

"How far?"

"The longest."

"Two or three days. I can't be sure. I can't control how long it takes."

After a pause, Chloe said softly, "If you want to know the longest time, it was when I was six years old. The first time my magic went out of control, I went back a week."

"Only two or three days?"

Hoffa's eyes dimmed.

The two were silent for a moment. Chloe asked curiously, "What are you thinking about, Mr. Bach?"

Hoffa looked up. "Nothing."

(The fire started to burn in his eyes again.)

"By the way, that … What's your relationship with … Uh … Fatir Dracath?"

"Relationship?" Chloe shook his head. "I have nothing to do with him. I have never seen him. I only know that he is the new Minister of the Ministry of Magic. "

"Then why did he find someone to send you to London?"

Chloe rolled his eyes. "My great-great-great-great-grandfather is there. He is my only family. "

"Nicole Lemay?"

"That's right. He is now in charge of a project for the Ministry of Magic. I don't know what the project is, but I heard that the Minister of the Ministry of Magic personally appointed him."

Project … Fatir personally appointed him …

Hoffa looked at Chloe. He suddenly understood the man's thoughts, or rather, his possible thoughts. This idea was very tempting, but it was also very scary.

He licked his lips and almost blurted out, "I'll send you back."

As soon as the words came out, Chloe opened his mouth in surprise. "Huh …?"

"I'll send you back."

Hoffa repeated with a hoarse voice. "The British Isles and France are very dangerous. Trust me, without my protection, you will never be able to go to London."

"No … Why did you suddenly … Weren't you very resistant before?"

"Before …"

Hoffa scratched his head awkwardly.

"It was a misunderstanding before. I'm sorry for mistaking you for a thief."

"Aren't you going to Africa?"

"I don't want to go … Well, I haven't been back to England for a long time. It's just as well, I can go and see a friend. "

Hoffa looked at Chloe's shoulder and said.

Chloe tilted her head and looked into Hoffa's eyes. After a while, she folded her arms. "Why, you want to send me back? Do I agree to let you send me back?"

"Ah … We thought we were already friends." Hoffa stretched out his hand shamelessly.

Chloe laughed and curled her lips, completely ignoring Hoffa's hand.

"Come on, Mr. Bach. You can send me back, but we can't be friends. We have only known each other for two days. "

"It's okay." Hoffa retracted his hand. "But, if we divide it according to the timeline, it should be four days."

"I know time better than you."

Chloe said seriously. "You can send me back, but I have a request."

"What request?"

"You can't kill people."

Chloe said sternly.

Hoffa was stunned. He looked at Chloe's clothes and wondered how he met such an idealistic guy.

After more than a year in this world, he was no longer the simple-minded student in Hogwarts. Moreover, there were countless Black Sorcerers in the border area between England and France. It was too idealistic to go back without killing anyone.

If it was someone else, Hoffa would probably scoff and tell him to get lost.

But he did not want to give up on that crazy possibility.

"Okay, I promise you." He looked at his feet.

"Really?"

Chloe could not hide the smile on her face, but Hoffa, who had ulterior motives, lowered his head.

"Do you still want to go down?"

"Then do you want to carry me down the tower, Mr. Bodyguard?"

.....

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After leaving the Eiffel Tower, Hoffa and Chloe returned to the pier by the Seine.

Hoffa wanted to find Norbert and tell him about his plan.

But when he returned to the pier, he found that it was deserted and no longer bustling with activity. There was a wooden board at the entrance of the pier with the words "Prohibition" written on it.

The entire pier was sealed off.

"Weren't there a lot of people here when we left?"

Hoffa was puzzled.

"Now is not the time for us to leave." Chloe blocked the sun with her hand. "The sun wasn't this bright on the day we left."

"Then now is …"

"September 3rd. We'll leave in two days."

Chloe pointed at the bulletin board in the distance.

Hoffa went to the noticeboard and saw a notice that had been put up not long ago.

[A hurricane is approaching. From September 3rd to October 1st, the port is on lockdown.] Below the notice was the time and the stamp of the weather station. The time showed that today was September 3rd.

"September 3rd. Does that mean we're in the future again?" Hoffa was shocked.

"No."

Chloe shook her head. "This is the synchronized time. We've been in the past for two days. In these two days, the arrow of time is still moving forward. The time we lost will be deducted in the future, or rather, compensated for the lost time.

After experiencing the adventure of time, Hoffa more or less understood what Chloe meant. Time was not a gift without a price for living creatures. On the contrary, it was precise, merciless, and cold.

But this was not something Hoffa needed to think about now. He still had many practical problems to deal with. At this moment, due to the time difference, they had lost contact with their companions.

If it was September 3rd, he had been missing for two days.

Then according to the original plan, Norbert should have gone to Africa, and Delfina should have gone to England.

There were no mobile phones in this day and age, so he could not call Norbert and ask where he was. Moreover, he was not sure if Norbert would agree to his crazy plan. If that guy was by his side, he would most likely say that it had nothing to do with him.

Chloe looked at the wharf with a worried expression and muttered to herself. "What should we do? Do you have an owl?"

"No." Hoffa said honestly.

"You're a wizard? Aren't the students of Hogwarts human owls? "

"Don't be ridiculous."

Hoffa looked at the empty wharf and said, "We need to get a boat. I can't take you to England without a boat. "

"That's not easy …"

Chloe said, "There's no boat here."

"We can go to Le Havre in Normandy first. I have a friend there who owes me a favor. I can ask him to borrow a boat."

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