I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 132 I'm Used To Being Backlashed
The appearance of Frankenstein is the plot agreed between Harley and the Shadow Bureau.

Just waiting to find the baby's location, Frankenstein jumped out to attract attention, and the agent hidden among the apprentices backstabbed the two "witch masters".

Simple, efficient and direct.
As for whether the agent can backstab the Witch Lord as planned, Harley is not sure, anyway, the Shadow Bureau swears that there will be no accidents.

Then the accident happened.

However, it has nothing to do with the ability of the agents, but the "just knights" in the magic world are also eyeing the wizard group that has been active recently.

Harry ran out of the cathedral and stepped onto his Yamaha motorcycle, with a hesitant look on his face.

According to her agreement with Old Man Time, the agents of the Shadow Bureau will cooperate with her in a play.

Just like the plots that often appear in movies: the undercover agent rescued the big brother in trouble, gained the trust of the other party, and thus gained a position in the society.
"boom!"

The door of the church shattered, and with the splashing of wood chips, a black shadow jumped over the steps in front of the door like a shell, making a muffled sound in the yard.

"Daughter of Zatara, restrain your magic power, you have killed too many apprentices by mistake! They are guilty, but not worthy of death." Frankenstein shouted.

Then, he said loudly towards the gate: "You stay here to save people, Didier has been maimed by me, I will deal with him."

Harley's heart is full: The green-skinned stitch monster is talking to Zatanna on the surface, but it is actually giving her a hint.

"Buzz buzz!" The locomotive started and quickly came to the center of the yard - where the "corpse" fell.

"Ah, Master Didier, are you still alive?"

Harry wanted to ask him if he was okay, but he was all torn apart.

The neck was broken at a ninety-degree right angle to the back, and the right arm was torn off from the elbow, leaving only the white fascia connecting it.

Strangely, the severed limb did not spray blood like a fountain, but instead covered the wound with a dark red sticky substance like asphalt.

"Quick, take me away~~" he said weakly.

Since the person was not dead, Harley didn't hesitate anymore, and picked up the intact right arm of the hunchbacked old man. With her strong waist and arm strength surpassing ordinary people, she carried the person with one hand and rode the motorcycle with the other hand.

"Don't run!" Frankenstein is like a human tank, and his running speed can probably catch up with an electric motorcycle.

Although his speed was not as fast as Yamaha's, the big iron door of the church was locked, and she had no time to open it.

"Squeak——" Yamaha stopped five meters in front of the gate, and Harley threw the hunchbacked old man on the ground and began to untie his backpack.

"What are you doing, don't you run away?" the old man panicked.

"The door is locked, and the monster is on its way."

Within two sentences, Harry had already torn off the backpack.

Well, instead of removing the shoulder straps, just like pulling a parachute backpack, pull the rope on the chest, and the outer canvas bag of the backpack will automatically fall off, revealing the six-tube launcher with metallic luster.

Then pull the shoulder strap of the backpack again, and the transmitter comes from the back to the shoulder.

The whole process is slow, but it is actually just two movements of pulling the rope.

The laser sight popped out from the transmitter, and Harry put his eyes close to it, and flicked the switch.

"fire in the hole!"

The long and thick carrot micro-missiles shot out with a thin tail flame.

"Whoosh-boom!"

The tall stitch monster, which had already entered the range of ten meters, had no time to dodge, as if it had been hit head-on by a locomotive.

Flames blazed and shrapnel splattered, and it was obvious that Frankenstein had a bowl-sized hole in his chest.

"Whoosh-boom!" Harry turned around, blasted the big iron gate with another cannonball, and then leisurely pulled the shoulder strap of the backpack on the other side, and the shoulder-resistance style changed into a backpack style again.

Picking up the hunchback wizard, Yamaha walked away.

When the sound of the locomotive faded away, Frankenstein stood up unsteadily, and continued to shout and run, even faster than before, but he couldn't catch up anyway.

After leaving the cathedral, Harry slowed down the car and said loudly: "Master Didier, it's not an option to keep mentioning you like this, if you encounter a policeman, there is no way to explain it.

And I'm a celebrity, now that my identity is exposed, I can't take you to my place.

Do you have space teleportation skills, or does the Wizarding Order have other strongholds in Jersey City? "

"We usually operate in big cities, but we put our bases in small towns with fewer populations. Have you been to the nearest Cape May?"

"Got it." Harry re-chosen a direction and started to accelerate.

"Hey, can you get another car, I'm so uncomfortable." Didier groaned.

"I'm also very uncomfortable."

Parking the locomotive outside the gas station on the road, leaving the old man outside in the darkness, Harry went to the small shop alone to buy a large luggage bag.

She stuffed the old man into the bag, and hung the luggage bag on the side of the locomotive.

It's a bit crowded, but the conditions are like this, so I can only make do with it.

After ten kilometers, everything was safe and sound.

But when leaving the interstate highway and approaching the town of Cape May, there was a miserable howl from the backpack behind him, followed by the sound of chewing food.

Harry shuddered.

The luggage bag was hanging on the side of the motorcycle, and it was slightly attached to the bend of her leg. Just now, the backpack suddenly swelled up, and it seemed that there were other things in it.

"What's the matter?" She looked back, and it really wasn't an illusion. There was something extra in the luggage bag, like two fresh black fish struggling in a snakeskin bag.

Hearing her voice, the chewing slowed down a bit, and the howling turned into panting.

The hunchbacked old man panted and groaned, "It's okay, you can continue driving."

fine?You seem okay?

Harry looked alert and asked, "What's in the bag?"

"My Avanti is back. It's a normal magic backlash, it's a trivial matter." Chewing faster, the old man's wailing became more horrific.

"Shit!" Harry hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, took a few steps back, and said cautiously, "Are you chewing it, or is it chewing you?"

This was supposed to be nonsense, but the old man didn't stop chewing when he spoke.

But the old man just said it was fine.

Harry took a closer look and saw that the bottom of the bag was wet and oozing blood.

Hearing the chewing sound again, she felt her scalp tingling and goosebumps on her body.

"Master Didier, are you okay? Or, you forcefully control it to stay in the material world, and let me beat it to death?"

Avanti is not invincible, but its technique of transforming virtual reality is too buggy, think about Uchiha Obito.

But the old wizard is Avanti's master after all, as long as he is willing to cooperate, Harley is confident that he will smash Avanti's little head with three punches.

The old man wailed for a while, then gasped and said: "You are also a black mage, haven't you gotten used to the magic backlash that often occurs?"

Harry was speechless.

Black magic is quick to learn, powerful, and does not even require magic power, but it can have side effects
Sure enough, as much as you get, you have to pay a price.

This old guy is actually getting used to it
"You were seriously injured and lost control of Avanti, and now you're hurting more, is it really okay?"

While howling miserably, the old man comforted her articulately: "Don't worry, Avanti is very smart, knowing that after I die, it will never come to the world again.

Evanti, who has lost her master, is just the most common demon in hell.

Before, it didn't avoid Zatana's cheap and human thunder sea, and got a little injury. When it absorbs my essence and flesh and restores its vitality, it will naturally turn back into an obedient and sensible child. "

"It only eats your meat? Will it be extremely hungry and hurt me?" Harry asked worriedly.

"You are really a layman, you suffer from the backlash of black magic, which can hurt others
With a disgusted and fearful expression on his face, Harry stepped back a few steps one after another.

"Drive faster, send me to Cape May earlier, and I can use the blood pool to repair my body earlier." The old man wailed.

"Blood pond? Is it the devil's favorite flesh and blood pond?"

Harry's face changed, and hesitation appeared in his eyes.

She began to hesitate, should she notify the Shadow Bureau now
"It's that kind of blood pool, but it's not in Cape May. I have to go back to Morocco."

Then she got into the Yamaha and hurried to Cape May.

When arriving at the destination, Harry was really surprised, because it was the home of the mayor!

But the connector is not the mayor, but the mayor's gardener.

They met at the back door. The simple gardener in his 60s listened to the luggage bag for a while, then went back to fetch a large basket with a thick layer of small ice cubes on the bottom.

Harry almost threw up when the hunchbacked old wizard was carried out.

It's too awful.

"You won't die like this?" Harry was also shocked by the old man's vitality.

The black gardener glanced at her and said calmly: "A long time ago, Master Didier sacrificed his own body to a great being in hell.

Now the body is not much different from the armor.

To put it more plainly, he has become a lich.

Without a physical body, there is naturally no physical fatal injury.

You are able to save the Lord Lich this time, and you have done a lot of credit. You may be given the real name of that great existence and the witchcraft to transform the Lich.

In this way, you can also have such an immortal body. "

——I have sacrificed my body to the devil, so how can I still be immortal? !
After a few polite words, Harley rode away on the Yamaha.

Before leaving, she also said sincerely: "You'd better take the old wizard away immediately, my house must be blocked by the Shadow Bureau.

In fact, agents can easily search here through my image and motorcycle license plate.

Perhaps, I have to make false claims with them, or even pretend to surrender.

I'm just an apprentice who hasn't formally joined the wizarding order. If I beg for mercy loudly, they should be able to forgive me.

But please tell Lord Witch Lord, I understand the truth of the world, and I have made up my mind to serve the darkness.Even in heaven, my heart is still dark. "

The gardener said casually: "I didn't intend to stay here. As a celebrity whose identity is exposed, even if you don't decline this time, you will always be watched by agents. It's not very useful."

Harry said with a blank face: "You mean, the great cause of summoning the giant beast has nothing to do with me?"

"That's not true. The witch master will probably arrange other jobs for you. It's just a task of creating darkness and chaos everywhere, which is no longer suitable for you." The gardener said.

(End of this chapter)