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44 Death of the Enemy(2/2)

"Really, who taught you these words?" Hoffa asked, holding his fingers tightly on the tree trunk.

"Tom, you are on the wrong side. We can work together for a greater goal and follow in the footsteps of the great Gellert Grindelwald with me." Schmidt's mouth curved in a rare way.

"I don't know Gellert Grindelwald." Hoffa said cautiously.

"You'll get to know him soon, Tom."

As he spoke, he walked closer.

(Five minutes passed, Hoffa's heart slowly dropped from high. There was silence in the depths of the forest, and Aglaia did not come back.)

"Can't you let me think about it? My mind is a little messed up."

Hoffa said.

Schmidt stopped, and a chilling smile mechanically appeared on his poker face.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It was as if with every second that passed, a glimmer of hope was stripped out of Hoffa's body.

Six minutes passed.

Hoffa felt that maybe he had trusted the wrong person, and maybe no one would help him. Maybe everyone is an animal of his own.

The high-flying eagle is doomed to be lonely.

"Have you thought about it?"

Schmidt slowly pulled out his wand, and on the tree crown, countless curled-winged demons opened their mouths.

If he waved his magic wand, Hoffa would be dead.

7 minutes.

Hoffa sighed in despair and released his hands from the tree.

"You win, take me away..."

"Hoffa!!"

A scream came from the jungle.

He turned his head and saw Aglaia standing up in the forest panting.

Then, she bent her body into an arc, and then smashed out a bright shimmer of light.

"then!"

It's a recovery potion!

Hoffa's eyes instantly shined.

This little girl is really back!

Just like a traveler walking in the desert who saw a clear spring, an invisible force pushed him hard on the back.

He watched the medicine bottle in the air fall rapidly, and he didn't know where he got the strength to reach out and grab it.

However, the corners of Schmidt's mouth slightly raised, as if he had been prepared, and he waved his magic wand like lightning.

The wand pulled out a silver arc, like an electrified whip, flashed through the air, and directly smashed the glass bottle to pieces with precision.

Bits and pieces of glass fell one after another.

Hoffa jumped up and was dumbfounded.

His hopes were shattered by this blow. Obviously, Schmidt had been wary of him and did not relax his vigilance at all.

Schmidt retracted his wand, looked at Hoffa who had his hand stretched out in mid-air, and said softly: "One rabbit is missing, do you think I won't have some backup plan?"

Hoffa's expression froze, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, making him feel cold from head to sole.

He suddenly turned around, looked at Aglaia, and shouted: "Run!!"

But it's too late.

"roar!"

The next second, with a thunderous roar, a giant beast hidden in the dark forest jumped out.

It is as big as an adult male lion and extremely ferocious!

It's Schmidt's young venomous leopard!

It opened its huge mouth covered with layers of sharp teeth and pounced at Aglaia, who was standing in the forbidden forest, like lightning.

Swallowing her upper body into his mouth in one gulp.

Click!
Chapter completed!
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