The birth of the Thunderbird temporarily diluted Hoffa's obsession with breaking through the bottleneck of the transformation technique. He had to take time out every day to help Joey feed Maya. For some reason, he felt very close to the new life. When he looked at her, he felt like he was looking at his own child.
This bird was completely different from the ordinary magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest.
In just a week, she had grown to the size of an owl after eating like crazy.
However, her figure was much slimmer than an owl. She had long tail feathers, silver-gray wings, pale yellow eyes, and a brown beak.
There was no doubt that this was a beautiful and elegant creature.
She could already fly, but she did not have three pairs of wings like the Talas. She only had two wings. Like a long-tailed eagle.
Joey explained, "Thunderbirds live for a long time. They will grow more wings as they grow older. This is a sign of their maturity and development."
Every day, Hoffa observed Maya while she ate. He stroked her smooth feathers and pinched her slender bones.
At first, when she was still small, Hoffa could do this.
But after another week, when she was the size of an Australian golden eagle, Hoffa could not do this anymore.
She would no longer stay under Huo Fa's palm to beg for food. Instead, she would stand at the top of the treehouse, and Huo Fa would only be able to send food to her mouth by raising his hand. She was very proud. She was also smart. She rarely chirped, but she could clearly distinguish between her name and Huo Fa's intentions.
It was reasonable to say that the bigger the bird, the more it would eat. But after the Thunderbird's feathers grew fuller, Joey reduced the amount of food he fed Maya.
At the end of April, when Hoffa came to the treehouse in the forest, he found that Joey did not prepare any food. Instead, he stood at the door fully armed. Maya stood on his shoulder.
"Are you not going to feed her today?" Hoffa asked.
Joey shook his head. "When the Thunderbird grows up, it does not need the care of ordinary humans. On the contrary, it would bless ordinary humans. It could feel the needs of humans, and it could also feel the pain of humans.
In ancient America, when there was a drought, people would go looking for the Thunderbird and kneel down to pray for it.
If the Thunderbird was in a good mood, it would spread its wings and soar into the sky. Wherever it went, rain would fall. A long time ago, a tribe had to rely on it in order to survive. "
"But this is Europe," Hoffa said to Joey.
"Europe doesn't lack rain. Why did you bring it here?"
"Its first three generations of owners are already dead, and the tribes it took care of were all slaughtered by the American colonists. If possible, I hope to find a relatively peaceful environment for it. "
Then you've come to the wrong place, Hoffa thought. This place was about to become one of the most chaotic places in the world.
"Let's go. Today is her first time hunting alone. You should come and take a look," Joey said excitedly.
The two of them walked around the Black Lake one after another. Before long, Huo Fa saw a ferocious wild boar that was screaming in a wooden cage.
Huo Fa was speechless as he looked at Joey. What happened to hunting? Didn't you just replace the inanimate food with a living thing?
Joey shook his shoulders and the Thunderbird flew out quickly. At this moment, its wingspan was close to two meters. For an ordinary bird, it was already very big. But for the Talas of the past, she was still small.
Joey took out his magic wand and waved it. The wooden cage holding the wild boar opened.
Maya flew forward, flapping her wings and stretching out her claws. She wanted to hunt the wild boar.
But the wild boar was also quite strong and fierce. It tilted its head and roared. Its sharp teeth hit Maya's lower abdomen. Then, it angrily ran with the Thunderbird on its back.
Thump!
With a muffled sound, leaves rustled and fell.
The wild boar slammed her against a tree.
Seeing Maya at a disadvantage, Hoffa couldn't help but want to step forward to help.
Unexpectedly, Joey grabbed Hoffa's arm.
"Don't worry about it. This is its business."
Hoffa held on to the Thunderbird. "Will it be okay?"
Joey crossed his arms and said calmly, "The Thunderbird doesn't need sympathy or comfort. In fact, human comfort and sympathy will only make it weak. What it needs is to fight. This is the law of nature. "
Sure enough, after being slammed against the tree, she let out a sharp cry and flapped her wings fiercely.
The sky suddenly darkened. Just above Hoffa's head, a small dark cloud suddenly appeared. The dark cloud gathered together and then there was a loud crackling sound.
Lightning as thick as an arm almost blinded Hoffa's eyes.
The wild boar convulsed from the electricity. Maya flew forward and clawed through the boar's throat.
The strong wild boar didn't suffer too much pain. After its four legs kicked a few times, it died on the spot.
With her first successful hunt, Maya flew up excitedly. She flew about 20 meters in the air and kept circling in the air. Bolts of lightning flashed, and the dark clouds were like her friends, constantly tumbling around her and transforming into all kinds of shapes and sizes.
Hoffa looked at the Thunderbird from afar. Watching her play with the dark clouds casually, he suddenly had a hint of understanding. The faint light in his heart became brighter.
The scene of Thunderbird changing the shape of the dark clouds was very similar to the scene of Grindelwald changing the terrain!
Hoffa turned to look at Joey and asked, "Joey, Thunderbird? Can you transform? "
Joey's smiling face froze and then he turned his head.
"Transform? What are you talking about? The Thunderbird is just a magical animal. Maya doesn't know how to transform. The dark clouds were attracted by her, that's all. "
Attracted?
Hoffa opened his mouth wide. "Attracted? What do you mean?"
"Those dark clouds weren't changed by manipulation. They changed automatically. Maya just attracted them to her side and played with them. Generally speaking, magical creatures are born with such a mental force field. "
Mental force field? Changed automatically?
Watching the Thunderbird happily rolling around in the dark clouds, playing with the lightning as it pleased, Huo Fa's understanding gradually grew bigger and bigger.
He began to have a deeper understanding of the nature of transformation.
In that case, the Thunderbird didn't forcibly change external objects, but changed her own mental force field to attract the dark clouds.
He thought of Morgan's words again.
"Trying to use magic to change external objects is low-level, boring, stupid, and meaningless. A true transformation master should try to change himself. Once he changes, everything will change. "
Change himself.
Change himself!
Hoffa suddenly raised his head. The dawn was bright.
A bolt of lightning flashed through his brain, and the window paper that had puzzled him for a long time was suddenly broken.
Hoffa understood!
He finally understood!
He closed his eyes, and his mental force poured into the ground with magic. At this moment, he no longer forcibly controlled the transformation. Instead, he truly felt the breathing of the ground, truly felt the appeal of everything, and changed his mental force field.
At this moment, the meditation of Milareba's Walker finally came in handy. His sharp mental force magnified.
He heard the whispers of the elements. He saw the great power of the world. He tried to change himself and merge with them.
At this moment, Hoffa seemed to be on a huge piece of plasticine. The soil slowly surrounded him and formed a throne-like giant hand under his feet, lifting him up high.
Joey's eyes widened, and he couldn't stop screaming.
"Boy, what are you doing?"
The ground began to tremble slightly, and the leaves in the forbidden forest rustled and fell.
Hoffa rose higher and higher. He opened his arms, stood in the forbidden forest, and laughed.
With his laughter, the ground trembled even more.
"I understand now! I understand now! "
Old Joey scolded, "Boy, stop now!"
Boom!
What answered him was a thick arm.
This arm made of soil rose from the ground, held Joey firmly, and lifted him into the air.
This was not the end. Countless soil formed all kinds of shapes under Hoffa's feet. They were like living creatures kneeling on the ground, as if they were witnessing the birth of a different legend.
Joey was furious. "What kind of magic is this? Let me go!"
"I see!"
Hoffa laughed happily. He waved his wand without saying a word.
Joey fell back to the ground.
At this moment, the bottleneck was broken.
Hoffa's transformation had entered a whole new realm. He no longer needed to forcibly control his magic and transformation. He had entered a realm where his mental force field could attract the other party to change.
After breaking through the bottleneck, Hoffa felt that the [Crushing Grasp] that had troubled him for two months was just so-so.
He didn't need to chant any spells or make any exaggerated movements. He just needed to change himself and accept the environment.
Although it was not as exaggerated as Grindelwald, which split the whole island. But in essence, they were very close.
Hoffa walked down the stairs step by step. The soil automatically formed stairs under his feet. Maya flew around his head and stood on his shoulder.
The huge weight made Hoffa's body sway, but he still stroked her smooth tail feathers happily.
"Thank you, Maya," he said softly.
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