A black-purple fist quickly enlarged in Hoffa's eyes, and the fist shone with metallic light.

In the blink of an eye, Hoffa had no time to cast the spell, and the wand turned into a lion's head glove and covered his left arm.

Transform life starts.

Life:6

Life:7

Life:8

Most of the magic power is turned into life.

Hoffa's arm muscles bulged and veins popped out on his forehead.

He punched the old woman hard.

Boom!!

The heavy muffled sound of metal colliding.

The old woman in the air was directly hit by the impact and flew backwards. In the first-class carriage, she knocked down three rows of seats before she could stop.

Hoffa also felt uncomfortable. He leaned heavily on the door frame, his arms shaking.

This punch was not at all like the strength of an old woman, and it was nothing more than the strength of a strong man punching her.

Not daring to waste time, Hoffa quickly turned his life back to magic power to alleviate the dizziness caused by his overdraft of magic power.

On the other side, the old woman was not dead. She climbed up from the ground with difficulty. Grinning, she pulled out a pistol from her clothes and pointed it at Hoffa.

Hoffa, who had always been vigilant, immediately wrapped the ground with his mental force field, and the metal on the ground began to turn into palms.

But he hadn't finished casting the Broken Grip spell yet.

A large emerald green snake was faster. It smashed the roof of the carriage with a bang, and fell into the carriage like lightning, directly tying up the old woman.

The big snake twists and turns and is extremely powerful.

The old woman was squeezed until her eyes bulged, her bones creaked, and the heavy gun fell to the ground.

She stared at the big snake, and the big snake stared at her. The snake's head slowly turned into Osivia's upper body. Hoffa had never seen such an expression on her face.

Hatred, anger, disgust, and murderous intent are boiling!!

She looked down at the old woman, grabbed her head with her arms, twisted her waist, and rolled the huge snake's tail tightly, making two soft click sounds.

The old woman tilted her head and twisted her spine, breaking it into three pieces and twisting it into a twist.

In the distance, Hoffa was panting and watching this shocking scene, and it took him a while to recover.

He held the seat, covered his right arm, and walked slowly to Osivia's side.

"Dead?" he asked softly.

"Hmm." Osivia returned to her human form and said coldly, "Looks like a professional killer."

Professional killer?

Hoffa looked pale and glanced at Osivia. She was not very old, but she exuded fierce murderous intent and did not feel any discomfort at all.

But times were different, and Hoffa did not stick to the matter pedantically. He walked to the old woman who fell to the ground and squatted down.

Only then did he really see clearly the person who attacked him or Silby.

It was a wrinkled old woman, her face was pale, and blood mixed with minced meat was flowing from the corner of her mouth. Her internal organs were probably squeezed out.

Her appearance is no different from that of an ordinary old woman on the street, but the only difference is that her right arm is made of machinery.

Hoffa's eyes widened slightly when he saw this thing.

He is well aware of the level of technology in 1999. People in this era could not even use air conditioning, let alone things like robotic arms and exoskeletons.

However, it is wrong to say it is mechanical, because there are no future high-tech like wires or chips on it. It is more like a door bolt, operating through transmission and bearings. It looks very ancient.

"What is this?"

Hoffa asked softly in shock.

"Construction wizard." It was Silby who answered him.

He said softly as the wheelchair slid near the body.

"Wizard? This...is this a wizard?"

"No, it's a creation controlled by a wizard."

Silby shook her head slightly.

Hoffa: "Can you be more clear?"

"Constructor wizards, a branch of modern wizards." The answer was Osivia, who crossed her arms and stared at the corpse on the ground with a frown.

"This type of wizard is very obsessed with Muggle technology. They are not only obsessed with Muggle technology, but they are also obsessed with Muggle weapons."

"They merged Muggle technology with wizard technology, and even used magic crystals and body surface circuits to replace the flow of magic in the body.

It is a brand new school that has only been around for less than a hundred years. But it already has its own power and is quite mysterious. According to legend, these guys can even make Muggles have powers that are not inferior to wizards."

Magic crystal?

Muggle technology?

Construct a wizard?

He suddenly thought of the flyer he saw on the train.

Half-human church, half-human king?

Is this the organization?

Hoffa looked at his watch, and then at the old woman's mechanical arm on the ground. Purple arcs of electricity were still crackling on the arm.

It was this arm that caused me to suffer a big loss.

He thought of something, and immediately squatted down next to the old woman, and used his wand to lift off the clothes on the old woman's arm. On the old woman's mechanical arm, he found a purple slot. There was also a purple crystal in the slot.

.

It is indeed the same technology.

Hoffa decisively pulled out the crystal from the slot.

The crystal shone with an inexplicable purple light, was prism-shaped, and was very thin.

"Magic Crystal."

Silby said softly: "It was invented by the Italian wizard Alessandro Antonio more than 1,000 years ago to store magic power outside the body."

Hoffa looked at the magic crystal, and then he inserted the purple chip into his watch.

Suddenly, Hoffa's watch opened the dial with a click and embedded the crystal directly in. Then the dial closed, and Hoffa felt a stinging pain in his wrist.

Several needles pierced my skin.

The pointer scale on the dial rotates rapidly.

0.1X,0.X,0.X,0.4X

Keep turning until 0.5X and then stop.

Then, magic flowed from the dial into Hoffa's body.

In the sea of ​​knowledge.

The ratio of magic power to life is quickly broken

Magic:5

Magic: 6

Magic:7

Magic:8

Magic: 9

The ratio of his magic power to life reached 9:1

At first, the overdraft of magic power was quickly replenished, making him feel like the rain was coming after a long drought. But soon, Hoffa felt quite uncomfortable, which was an abnormally swelling pain.

It's like drinking water until you're full and eating until you're bloated.

He shook the watch, and the magic power in his body was pulled out of his body and returned to the dial.

His body has regained its 5:5 balance, and even the soreness in his forearm has recovered a lot.

But the magic index on the dial also dropped to 0.4X.

At this moment, Hoffa had a clearer understanding of his watch. He could extract the magic power from the magic crystal in the watch to replenish himself, just like a car with a fuel tank attached to it.

Seeing that Hoffa had been tinkering with his watch, Silby asked, "Are you okay?"

Before Hoffa could speak, Osivia suddenly strode forward and pulled Sylby out of the blanket with one hand.
To be continued...