Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

The language of the cold girl was like cold water on her head, and the boiling animality in her body was gradually suppressed under the operation of the mind.

Hoffa tore the snake's fingers loosely, stopping the next move.

His life has fallen to 2.

Osivia said: "Human deformation requires concentration and control. Control your transformation like a scalpel! Don't let the transformation control you."

control.

Hoffa looked at the life that was about to drop to 1.

Don't hesitate, he started to transform his life like reining in a cliff.

Suddenly, the blue magic power flowing in the body was transformed into life again.

This was the hardest time for Hoffa to transform. The thunderbird's magic power rushing in his body was like a wild horse running wildly. Only with all the spirit, Hoffa let it turn around unwillingly.

Even so, when the alien magic power was transformed into life, Hoffa's body inevitably changed.

Pop pop!

Electricity crackled through Hoffa's body, and his body began to rise, but this time, it was not in the direction of the bird.

He was pulled abruptly to a height of 1.7 meters, with his arches on tiptoe high, his neck bent, and his tendons elongated and taut like steel bars. He was thin and arched, but tough, with every joint bulging high.

His hair stood up like a steel pin, and there were some blue arcs in the meantime.

The two wizards rushed up without fear of death, and one of them leaped high, raising the sharp blade.

Hoffa, who was still in the midst of change, felt danger instinctively. He shook his head and directly stretched out his hand to pinch a phantom in midair.

The other slashed directly on Hoffa's shoulder.

The deltoid muscle was cut directly into a huge gap, and the pain irritated Hoffa's head. He carried the wizard Phantom and smashed it heavily. The figures crossed, and the two of them were all broken into pieces of glass.

Hoffa felt it was difficult to breathe and his shoulders were very itchy.

The life index is rising rapidly, and the magic power is rapidly declining.

"Be gentle, don't be too tough, balance, balance your strength."

Osivia's voice came from her ears again.

Looking at the sea of ​​knowledge, the magic index is rapidly declining again.

Hoffa gritted his teeth and started the blood bloom again.

The swelling flesh stopped changing.

His heart was beating in his chest cavity, and his life was transformed into the golden lines of magic flowing through his arms.

Osivia's tone softened a little: "Yes, that's it, find your balance, control in harmony, control deformation like breathing, don't go to war with yourself."

Breathe.

balance.

Hoffa had a sense of understanding, Animagus was a very extreme change, but the conditions required were too harsh and not suitable for him now.

He needs a fighting style that is more suitable for him, and a transformation technique that is more suitable for the current situation.

It just so happened that Chu'gall's conversion technique provided himself with two reins.

Bloody blooms.

Transform life.

In this way, Hoffa kept switching back and forth between the two states.

Know the sea.

The red and blue double slots that represent life and magic are constantly changing and fluctuating.

Increase and decrease

I increase

At the beginning, Hoffa felt that his soul was being blown around like leaves in the wind.

But gradually, he reduced the range of life magic fluctuations.

Fluctuations from 2---8.

Fluctuations to 3---7

Finally came the 4--6 volatility.

Finally, Hoffa did not feel much discomfort. On the contrary, he felt that he had an extra lung that could breathe, as if a car had an extra piston engine.

He cried, his life rose to 6 and his magic power dropped to 4.

When he sucks, his magic power rises to 6 and his life drops to 4.

Everything came alive, not only the magic and life began to flow, even the surrounding spiritual field became extremely sensitive. The mental force field shrank to a range of about ten meters, but any turbulence within ten meters was in Hoffa's perception.

Several wizard phantoms rushed up from Hoffa's back.

Hoffa didn't look at it, then turned around and swept off three heads with a palm. The three running wizard phantoms shattered directly and broke into pieces.

Very explosive!

Hoffa looked at his palm in surprise, and some slender exoskeleton grew on the back of his hand, glowing with a light blue luster.

He has completely changed into another form, a form with extremely high utilization.

Immediately after the shot, the life was transformed into magic power again, and it fell back into the body, greatly reducing the loss of meaningless magic waves.

Boom! !

He didn't wait for him to appreciate another form of himself.

Countless black shadows rushed up like a tide, slamming Hoffa down one upon another, pressing under him.

Osivia still didn't move, she stood in place with her arms folded.

There was darkness in front of Hoffa, but the magical power and life circulating in the body made him breathe smoothly.

Crackling.

An electric arc suddenly flashed in the crowded crowd.

Next second.

boom! !

The mottled phantoms pressing on Hoffa's body were directly kicked out. They flew tens of meters across, knocked down several bookcases, and smashed heavily on the statues that stood in the distance.

Turned into pools of crystal clear debris.

With this kick, Hoffa jumped up from the ground with a carp.

He rushed out like lightning, and when he stretched out his hand, the wand returned to his palm, turning into a glove and wrapping his arm.

Those wizard phantoms had no emotions or fear, so they rushed forward without hesitation.

Hoffa was eager to try, he stepped on the ground and disappeared directly.

When he appeared, he smashed two wizard phantoms with one punch.

This speed has almost caught up with the speed of the ghost wandering.

He feels that his body is unexpectedly flexible. At this moment, every joint of his body has unlimited possibilities. Every cell of his is cheering and clamoring. They split rapidly under the stimulation of electric current. Scars and shoulder wounds healed quickly.

This is not the power of Thunderbird, it is mixed with meditative state, transformation of life, and transformation of Animagus. All the forces are connected, cooperate with each other and help each other, forming a closed circuit in his body, which flows continuously.

It is more flexible, more controllable and more stable. Moreover, it belongs only to me.

This is an extremely sensitive activation state.

Unknowingly, his transfiguration technique has climbed another step.

Smashing two phantoms, Hoffa turned his head and glanced at Osivia who was standing beside him.

She was expressionless, but nodded slightly.

"Not bad."

Hoffa disappeared in place again like lightning, and then, the wizard phantoms in front of him turned into fragments one by one.

This feeling of speed and speed almost made him fascinated. Those phantoms that were just dangerous are now like paper, unable to keep up with his speed.

One, two, three, four...

Hoffa flickered in the crowd. Every time there was a flicker, a figure was dissipated by him. He felt like a well-running car engine was coated with lubricating oil, constantly outputting power.

The desire to fight spread in his mind little by little. He wants more, more opponents...

Snapped! !

Suddenly, Hoffa's fist was held by Osivia.

He subconsciously threw his fist at Osivia, but after seeing the opponent clearly, he calmed down and put down his fist.

There are no wizard phantoms around.

It didn't take long for Osivia to grab Hoffa's arm, only to hear a crisp bang.

All the objects in this scene, including the entire scene itself, are all fragmented, turned into powder, and finally returned to nothingness.

The whole hall changed back to what Hoffa had seen at the beginning.

Old, broken, abandoned, densely covered with cobwebs.

The only difference is that his vision has become much clearer, and the originally vague water curtain-like compartment has completely disappeared.

Hoffa shook his head, completely awake from the influence of the activation state.

His body slowly became shorter and smaller, and finally returned to his previous appearance, a 12-year-old Hoffa, thin and unremarkable.

But his clothes have not become smaller. In the just deformation, his school gown has been stretched by at least three sizes, and there are many holes and burnt holes on it.

This......

Hoffa looked at his clothes and wanted to use magic to restore it to normal.

But suddenly, an inexplicable thought came to mind.

Why should I wear clothes?

This thought was so weird, suddenly. Hoffa swayed inexplicably twice. He felt warm but weak.

This weakness is not physical weakness, but an indescribable depression.

For a while, his brain fell into a state of inexplicable and undesirable blankness.

This blank made him step back two steps, and sat down on the ground, staring at Osivia in a daze.

Osivia was also taken aback: "What's the matter with you?"

Hoffa shook his head imperceptibly.

Osivia: "Why are we sitting, do we still have tasks to complete?"

Hoffa murmured: "What's the point?"

There is no wave in the tone.

Osivia frowned: "What's the matter with you?"

Hoffa continued to mutter: "Why am I alive."

Osivia was completely stunned. She took the mud-like Hoffa from the ground and touched his forehead.

Hoffa's head and limbs hung from Osivia's elbow.

He felt that he had entered a kind of wonderful state of sage, he was no longer interested in anything, he just wanted to sit on the ground and wait for death to come.

"Strange, your heartbeat is normal, and your magic is not overdrawn." Osivia frowned.

"Yeah." Hoffa answered with his nose, motionless.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he suddenly didn't want to care about anything, he didn't care about the half-man king, he didn't care about the library, he didn't even care where he was.

Osivia let go of Hoffa and sighed slightly, "You are still not strong enough."

"Oh."

Hoffa didn't even want to care why.

The other side's exotic beauty that has dumped countless students now seems to be just a pile of protein and a bunch of carbohydrates. Her words were like the nagging of a woman seven years after marriage, coming in and out of Hoffa's left ear, without stopping at all.

Osivia thought for a moment, and her voice softened a little: "Human body deformation is not so easy to master, you are already pretty good, let's take a break."

"Oh."

Hoffa answered uninterestedly, he didn't want to talk to Osivia, he didn't want to talk.

He just wants to empty himself. If he can, he even wants to smoke a cigarette and think about why he exists and why the universe was born...

Looking ahead blankly, he was depressed and empty for more than twenty minutes before Hoffa slowly came back to his senses.

"What...what's wrong with me?" he murmured.

Afterwards, Hoffa's consciousness slowly returned.

The more he returned, the more surprised he was, and the more he returned, the more frightened he was.

What kind of situation is this, he will actually fall into a blank state of downtime for up to twenty minutes.

"What's wrong with me!!?" He asked in shock.