Chapter 1375 Facing the Devil

Someone connected himself to the curse in the necklace through spiritual power, but the curse was not activated, and instead exposed the source of the connection.

If Maca had to find a metaphor to describe it, it might be that "the enemy sent an invitation letter eagerly but politely".

As for whether this "invitation letter" contains hostility or something else... It cannot be determined by mere conjecture.

"Still in London . . . have to make another trip?"

If it's just a stroll around alone, it doesn't seem to be a big deal for Maca. He just felt a little pity—it seemed that he might not be able to sleep again tonight.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head regretfully, and then put the cursed necklace floating in front of him back into the box. After putting away the wooden box, he casually picked up the outer robe hanging on the back of the chair, and walked quickly towards the tent door while wearing it.

"...Ma... Maca?"

"Oh Harry, did I wake you up?"

When he passed the bed where Harry and Ron were sleeping, he suddenly heard Harry calling him in a daze, which made him pause slightly, and turned his head to take a look.

"No, I think I just woke up just now." Harry looked around subconsciously while answering, "Oh! Did I accidentally fall asleep just now... what time is it? Maca, you Do you want to go out?"

"It's still a few hours before dawn! It's enough for you to sleep more," Maca waved his hand and said, "Rest well, there may be tasks for you to do tomorrow!"

After lightly exhorting Harry, Maca walked out of the tent without looking back—to be honest, his last words were actually more of a comfort, if you want to know if tomorrow is real If there is a task, then it is really not necessarily.

Not long after, he left St. Mungo's camp with his staff in hand, heading straight for London.

...

It was about ten minutes after Maca noticed that the cursed necklace was abnormal, in a certain Muggle residence in downtown London.

"He's coming our way... with the big black guy!"

The girl stared at the ever-moving star ornament on the map and the slightly red light on the surface of the ornament,

She, who was always expressionless, finally showed a worried look.

"Come here?" The rock youth frowned when he heard this, "Are you going to run away?"

But on the other side, the middle-aged gentleman still shook his head.

"Run away?" He sneered somewhat helplessly, "Don't come up with such a bad idea—think about what that guy planted in our souls, where do you think we can go?"

"I'm just talking casually and complaining!" The rock youth said helplessly, "Anyway, if Hai Erbo comes later, I will leave the job of communication to you... It's better for those who are capable, you are good at this."

"Okay, I'll go talk to him..." The middle-aged gentleman curled his lips, seemingly reluctant, "But don't forget, even if something happens that causes me to die first, you will probably meet together 'Go' with me!"

But at this moment, the girl at the table suddenly said:

"No, at least I won't."

"Huh?" The middle-aged gentleman glanced at her, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, "Why 'you won't'?"

"Because the 'seed' that Haierbo planted in my soul has been removed by me."

"what?"

This time, both the rock youth and the gentleman were taken aback, and they hurriedly said, "What do you mean? You pulled that 'seed' out of your soul? How did you do it?"

"As long as you can control your own soul, you can do it," the girl said faintly, "However, I can only do it to myself at the moment, and I can't help you for the time being."

"Oh! Doesn't that mean that you can leave at any time?" The middle-aged gentleman asked immediately, "Then why don't you leave? What are you still doing in this ghostly place?"

But this time, the girl did not give her answer.

Seeing the girl lower her head to look at the situation on the map again, the middle-aged gentleman and the young rock stared at each other in surprise.

"How long until that guy arrives?"

"Not necessarily, the opponent's moving speed varies from time to time, and occasionally deviates... Haierbo is only roughly heading in our direction. As for whether his destination is our place, we don't know yet."

"Oh!" The middle-aged gentleman spread his hands and said helplessly, "What a terrible day—I hope we can all see the sun tomorrow morning!"

Before the words fell, the rock youth couldn't help "kindly" pointing out:

"Even if we can survive until tomorrow, we may not be able to see the sun... You know, there is thick fog everywhere outside. For us who can't go out of the city at all, sunshine is already a luxury! "

"Humph."

The gentleman chuckled and said nothing.

As a result, the three people in the living room just fell into silence, like three lambs waiting for the butcher... Although they certainly don't want to admit that this kind of metaphor is happening to them, the truth is right in front of them after all. There is no room for denial.

In this way, about ten minutes later, they suddenly felt that the air around them suddenly tightened, as if it had frozen.

Of course, the air is definitely not solidified, but that feeling has already really affected their hearts.

coming!

When the year flashed through the minds of the three of them, they suddenly heard a creaking sound at the door. Then, the rather heavy wooden door was pulled out of the door frame, and it was thrown aside with a "clang".

The next moment, the tall black figure lowered his head slightly and walked in from the outside.

The demon's body is indeed tall and strong, but it is still within the normal range, so in terms of size alone, it doesn't actually look that exaggerated.

However, its strength is really too strong, just a little bit against the door frame, and it also knocked out cracks in the wall.

When the three of them were silently staring at the door without saying a word, the "big black man" spoke first.

"Why, don't you recognize me?" Haierbo said indifferently, "Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't recognize me, because this is not the point. The point is, Fei, have you arranged all your curses?"

"Yes," the girl nodded, "Except for one of them being triggered by mistake, the others are already in place and can be activated at any time."

"Well," Haier Bo said immediately, "Very good... Prepare it, maybe it will be used later."