Chapter 1759 The Forgotten Doubt

"London, England, where this magic battle started."

Maca stood on the top of a hillside in the outer suburbs, looking at the crowded urban area in the distance, did not advance but did not choose to leave immediately.

He just stood under the big tree on the top of the hill without saying a word, as if he was waiting for something.

Fog was filling his surroundings, but it had no effect on him. His sight spanned several miles, silently taking in the whole city.

From here, you can actually see Buckingham Palace. She is located on the banks of the winding Thames, tightly surrounded by large buildings, and the full greenery makes her not difficult to find.

It's a pity that today's royal garden has completely withered and withered, and the black vines climbing around make her no longer have the magnificence of the past. But she is still eye-catching, that lifeless appearance, from another angle, obviously still has an amazing sense of existence.

"...he is waiting for me to pass."

Maca looked at the gloomy palace with mottled shadows in the distance, and murmured like this.

And at this moment, Maca, who was staring at that side, suddenly turned his head slightly, as if he had a sense of other directions.

"coming."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a black spot suddenly appearing in the distant sky behind him, and it was flying towards this side at a considerable speed. I saw that black spot continuously enlarged as it approached, until it turned into a figure and suddenly landed beside him.

The person who came was quite petite, wearing a slightly loose wizard robe and a big pointed wizard hat [UU reading 00kxs] on his head. The brim of the hat was so big that it completely covered up his appearance, making it impossible for people to distinguish his true identity for a while.

"It's obviously very beautiful, but it's a pity to cover it up like this."

Maca approached slowly, and took off the big hat casually.

In the next moment, countless strands of silver-white hair poured down the thin shoulders and neck like a waterfall, and a delicate face was revealed among the strands of silver hair.

Maca caressed her smooth and slender hair, and then subconsciously touched her own equally transparent white hair, a sigh of relief appeared on her face.

"Willy..."

He seemed to want to say something, but after a short pause, his eyes suddenly changed.

"Let's go!"

In the end, Maca just dropped this sentence, then turned around abruptly, and strode straight towards downtown London. The seemingly slow pace was actually extremely fast, and he had already reached the bottom of the hillside in a blink of an eye.

Wei Li froze on the spot for half a beat, and then flew into the air expressionlessly, chasing after Maca's back.

...

The living corpses are still wandering around in this increasingly dilapidated city of London. Except for the group with the highest evolution level, the rest are mixed in all the streets and alleys of the urban area.

These walking corpses have stayed here for a long time after following Hai Erbo back here. Without too much wisdom, they don't feel bored with this boring life, they just huddle together silently, wandering aimlessly.

Only when a "guest" came, they would stop and swarm towards each other, sending them to Haierbo's throne in the palace according to the original order.

Of course, if the "guest" resists, the result will be obvious.

However, the "guest" who came here today seemed a little special.

Before the other party stepped into the urban area, a force rushed in first. Not only was the force not violent at all, but it even had a strange affinity, especially for these living corpses born from evil. Word,

There is an illusion like returning to the original.

Unknowingly, a large group of living corpses stopped moving forward, and stood still in place in a daze.

When the figure walked into the city calmly and naturally with the girl behind him, not a single living corpse moved, and everything he passed was deadly still.

And it can be seen that the figure who walked from the outer suburbs also didn't pay any attention to the dense living corpses in the urban area, and even the frequency of his steps didn't change. Every time he took a step forward, those living corpses standing in front of him would naturally back away, giving him a way to move forward.

Those living corpses were obviously created by Hai Erbo, why did they give way to him? This point, probably apart from him and Hai Erbo, no third person can know.

Ten steps... a hundred steps... a thousand steps... ten thousand steps.

Maca didn't stop for a moment, didn't hesitate and never retreated. Under the "conscious" consent of the living corpses, a long and straight "path" led to the entrance of the vestibule of Buckingham Palace.

It wasn't until this moment that Maca paused and looked up at the black palace that had turned into a demon fortress.

"crunch"

Suddenly, the jet-black statues with different postures on the square in front moved!

As if they were awakened by Maca and Willy who had just arrived, they jumped off the base one by one with a scalp-numbing metal twisting sound.

"Bang! Bang bang... bang..."

The heavy black sculpture crushed the ground, step by step, walking towards the gate where Maca was.

However, Maca still didn't even look at them, he just took another step towards the gate of the palace, and he was about to go straight through the vestibule square in the middle.

But when he was taking the first step, a strange color flashed in his eyes and he stopped suddenly.

"No, something's wrong... I think... I shouldn't have come." Maca ignored the devil-like portraits that were getting closer and closer to her, and just murmured, "Delphi, I promised her , isn't it?"

But just when he was lost in thought with doubts on his face, dozens of dark portraits finally came around him, and the ones walking in the front even raised their huge fists, as if they were about to attack him and him. Willie hit the top of the head.

"Ok?"

The imminent attack interrupted Maca's thinking and brought him back to his senses.

"Willy."

He frowned slightly, quickly called the girl casually, and then walked silently among the portraits surrounded in front of him.

next second

"boom!"

The girl suddenly threw something at the feet of those portraits, and then saw countless dark green vines grow violently, entwining all the portraits without missing a beat. The strength of those figures is obviously very strong, but the speed of breaking the stems and leaves is far behind the speed of their growth. No matter how hard they struggle, the vines on their bodies are still getting more and more entangled, and they are completely submerged in an instant.

Feeling that the girl had easily dealt with those portraits and returned to her back, Maca said leisurely:

"How about it? Plants can also have souls. You have always liked them since before. Now, how does it feel to be able to communicate with them?"

He said so, as if he had completely forgotten the doubt just now.