Marcothel pulled the ghost directly into the New York subway tunnel with a stick. A big hole was broken in the wall of the tunnel. It was not because of the poor quality of the New York project, but because the back of the wall was originally hollowed out...

Of course, as a Maiya, her power is no less than that of some top knights and warriors, at least much stronger than ordinary humans, and she can use her magic to cause greater damage when necessary.

Even so, she still has no complete confidence in the current situation.

The cracked walls were flashing with countless faint lusters, green light, blue light, and purple light like ghost fire wandering densely in the air, like countless stars.

The prisoner ghost who was hit by Marcothel emitted a faint blue light all over his body, like an electric current. If the light represents a ghost, then the number in the wall is too terrible.

"Trouble..."

Marcothel also became serious and said to himself in a slightly deep voice.

This is no longer a prank or careless person. Such a large number of ghosts gathered together, even if their strength is not proportional to their high appearance, it is still not to be overlooked.

This is from the advantage of quantity.

Marcothel didn't know if this was a conspiracy or something else. She only understood one thing. If all the ghosts here escaped, the consequences would be greater than the previous Broadway.

Although the Broadway incident was a direct fight in public at that time, both sides were intelligent creatures and rational, and they would hide after they ended.

After so long, there is no new news.

But these ghosts are different. They seem to have no wisdom. If they are allowed to enter the human world, they don’t know how much chaos it will cause.

Haunted incidents and injuries may not attract attention, but such a large number of ghosts here may detonate these things on a large scale.

but……

"I'm not sure to stop them all..." Marcotel sighed.

"The person inside! Raise your hands! Stand in the light!"

Just like in the movie, the police always came at the last moment and the most unanimous time. Just as Marcothel and the Ghost Group were still in a state of tacit understanding, loud shouts came from outside the tunnel.

The crowd who escaped from the subway station had already brought the news out. The haunted incident at the subway station can be big or small, and the police who were attracted by the news had entered the subway station at this time.

The police shouts were like some kind of switch, which was transmitted to Marcothel's ears and to the ghosts ahead.

"Damn..." Marcothel raised his eyebrows.

"Roar! Hiss!"

The next moment, as if awakened from the sleep, the ghost group took the lead in attacking.

They roared one after another, as if the creepy legends in the forest of night. The light began to gradually grow in the deep darkness. These ghosts were like power generation devices, mixing together to gradually illuminate the surrounding space.

The electrocuted prisoner ghost had already climbed up from the rolling. It was suspended in the air, with its legs slightly apart, and opened its mouth and roared at Makotel like a zombie.

Two policemen who were approaching the tunnel outside looked at each other, and then one of them swallowed slightly.

"Did you hear anything?"

The other person was not much better. He tightened his pistol nervously, shone the flashlight into the darkness, and said calmly, "It's some kind of beast..."

At the same time, inside the walls of the tunnel.

Marcothel had already raised her wand, and obviously could not allow her to be entrusted at this time. She gave up on melee combat. Marcothel chose Maia's strongest magic.

"The evil darkness will fade away!"

She cursed in Maiya's language, and at the same time the white light of the magic wand in her hand spread rapidly, and the light was like a wave of water, swinging towards the surrounding ghost groups.

"squeak!"

The newly formed ghost group suddenly turned into ice cream melted by the sun, squeaking like a rat, and kept crowding back in panic.

Maiya's light magic is extremely harmful to dark creatures. When facing dementors, it even poses a greater threat than the dedicated guardian spell magic.

These ghosts obviously do not have the strength of the Dark Monarch Sauron, and are almost vulnerable to Makotel.

But the difficulty is not to destroy them, but how to prevent any ghost from escaping from the subway station before destroying them.

"roar!"

The ghost's light was quickly dispelled by Marcothel's magic, like an extinguished flame, and the darkness around it had disappeared and turned into a piece of day.

Under the cover of light, the appearance of these ghosts is clearly visible.

Marcothel couldn't help but frown slightly because they looked too weird.

Just like the electric prisoner, almost every ghost looked different, soldiers during the Civil War, British Red Army, wretched pirates, priests holding Bibles in their hands, and even unknown green objects squirming like cartoon bugs.

What the hell is this?

Marcothel was unfamiliar with their appearance and was not familiar with them at all. She could not think of their origins or where these things came from.

Outside the tunnel, the two policemen also saw the sudden light. They looked at each other and then quickly jumped off the platform and ran into the darkness.

These ghosts retreated step by step under the expulsion of Marcothel, but soon launched a powerful counterattack.

The ragged pirate threw its axe at Marcothel, and the Red Army and the soldiers half-squatted down and shot bullets with their ghostly rifles.

The big bug floated in the air, and while cracking the big mouth, it sprayed out a jelly-like green viscous liquid.

Marcothel's face turned dark, and his magic power bulged. He directly blocked these things around with his magic power.

"Do!Do!Do!"

The sound of ghosts' attacks hitting the magic barrier one after another.

While the ghosts counterattacked, many guys wanted to slip away when they saw that the situation was not good, but Marcothel had been paying attention to this point. As soon as they had such a trend, Marcothel quickly flipped his wand, and the light as thick as his wrist shot out along the top of its cane. As it landed, it instantly bloomed into a big net.

"Oh...good..."

At this moment, the two policemen had entered the interior of the tunnel and saw the situation in the big hole.

Marcothel was wearing a white robe, blocking the hole like a nut wall, and the magic splashed out of her wand woven into a net of electric current, directly sticking to the wall and turning it into a cage.

And Makothel is the only outlet for the cage.

The two policemen have seen such a situation. The supernatural power that is usually only displayed in movies really appears before them.

Although all this may have been caused by some kind of weapon, the two of them could see clearly Makotel's strange outfit.

"Let go...weapon..."

One of the policemen originally planned to let Marcothel put down his weapon, but as he spoke, his voice became smaller.

Although the situation inside the cave was blocked by Marcotel and covered by her magic, it was difficult to see clearly, but the roars of the ghosts were clearly conveyed.

The roar of a beast like a dying beast made him dare not act rashly. The police in New York were the most cherishing of their lives. When they encountered such a situation, his first reaction was to call for reinforcements.

He reached out and tried to suppress the muzzle raised by his companion, but he didn't know that his companion was in a state of nervousness than him. The sudden touch immediately made him tremble all over.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the bullet shot out instantly.

With airflow and fire tongues that were invisible to the naked eye, he flew quickly towards Marcotel...

As early as the two policemen came behind Marcothel, she noticed the breath of the two.

But at that time she was trapping the ghosts and had no time to pay attention to them. Fortunately, they didn't seem to be planning to interfere, but chose to back down and wait and call for support.

This made Marcothel breathe a sigh of relief. Although it was troublesome to see some policemen, it was always much better than letting a bunch of ghosts escape.

"Bang!"

"Damn!"

But the next moment, the bullets shot from flying made Makotel curse inwardly.

Although Maiya's magic is not as systematic as Harry Potter, it is also equally flexible, even worse than that. Although Makotel spent a lot of energy to trap these ghosts in front of him, intending to grind them away little by little, he could still see everything behind him clearly.

The police behind him did not intend to attack it, and the bullet was just an accident. In addition to cursing himself, Makotel could only admit that he was unlucky.

Her magic power surged again, gathering a large amount of magic power in front of the bullet.

Maiya's magic can block bullets, but it is not as easy as imagined. Most guns will weaken with the increase in range, but such a close distance is when the pistol is the most powerful.

Even if Marcothel can block it, you need to be careful.

As the magic power was mobilized, the magic power net she formed immediately began to weaken, and the nearby ghosts seemed to notice this. The broken pirate roared, and the broken axe condensed again rushed upwards, and then waved it to the edge with force.

"careful!"

At this time, the bullet was hit on the ground by Makotel, but a large number of ghosts rushed in one direction, but they directly knocked the magic net into a gap.

"hiss!"

As if the balloons were leaking, the ghosts gushed out through the gaps, like fish released into the sea. They screamed in the air with unknown meaning, blooming with a dim green and blue luster, rushed out of the subway tunnel, floating in the air, turning into balls of light, and then scattered in all directions.

Marcotel closed her eyes slightly, and she knew she could no longer stop her.

"Geeh!"

The ghost, which seemed like a big bug, spread a big hole above the tunnel, and accompanied by the exclamation and screams of the crowd on the streets on the ground, directly breaking a crack leading to the ground.

The ghosts who were freed from sleep immediately rushed to the ground again, and a large number of ghosts rushed into the sewer.

Several ghosts went towards the two policemen next to them. Although their carelessness allowed these ghosts to escape from Marcotel so quickly, Marcotel could not let them be attacked.

After two rays of light shrouded them and isolated the ghosts outside, Marcothel sighed, then pulled his hood and stepped forward to the bottom of the big hole that reached the sky.
To be continued...