The silver crow was just like the other patron crows, and it looked like there was no difference.
But he did ignore the black crows that had natural obstruction of the patron saint and flew straight to Federic in the center of the crows!
Just when he was within three meters of the straw man, he only needed one breath to touch the crown on his head.
The huge grass man, who had an extremely flexible body reaction, suddenly raised the rusty sickle in his hand and pointed it at the flying crow.
“Swish!”
It was like an ordinary sickle that had just finished harvesting wheat in the field in the farmer’s hand, and it slashed down without hesitation. The speed was so fast that it was completely unavoidable for the silver crow!
However, just as the seemingly unsharp blade of the sickle fell directly above the Silver Crow, less than ten centimeters away, a faint blue light suddenly flashed on the Silver Crow’s body!
The rust-stained sickle was firmly blocked by the iron armor spell, but under the huge force, the moment the blade and the blue light shield stalemate were stalemate, countless dense cracks like spider webs appeared on the protection formed by the spell!
Yinya didn’t hesitate, and he immediately made a decision to relieve the deformation on his body.
Sherlock’s figure reappeared in this space!
He did not choose to retreat, but pressed against the iron armor curse that had already sounded a clear “click” sound on his head, leaned forward, stretching his right arm!
The next second, while the iron armor spell was completely broken, Sherlock’s hand also touched the blood-stained crown on Federtic’s head!
The straw man let out a loud scream, and Sherlock grabbed the cold crown tightly, and tried his best to grab it from Federtic’s head!
But the crown was like growing on the head of a straw man. No matter how hard Sherlock tried, he could not move the crown at all!
Federtic had no choice but to fight against the guardians who had gradually become weak and could dissipate at any time. His body suddenly retreated, and with Sherlock, who had grasped the crown with one hand and never let go, he retreated back to the richest place of the darkness.
It was already expected that Sherlock, who had tried to use control magic before, did not take the crown off its head, had completely seen that there was almost no way to separate the two.
So, instead of holding the crown tightly, he quietly put a magic wand that appeared in his hand at some point in the center of the crown.
Then before the sickle was swinging towards his body, he let go of his hand, and his whole body rolled in a crow like a black cloud, and finally returned to Professor McGonagall and the others in a very embarrassed manner.
Sherlock’s face was very bad at this time, and the overall appearance was abnormally dark.
The black crows that can drink the guardian god to fight against cannot directly cause obvious harm to the human body, but will continue to erode the human spirit, making Sherlock, who had just gone back and forth among the crows, look listless.
“The established plan doesn’t work, we can only choose alternatives.” He said in a deep voice.
Hearing him say this, the expressions of the four deans and five people, including Hilk, suddenly became much more solemn.
But the resolution had been passed in advance, and no dean showed hesitation at this time.