Chapter 1804 The Unknown Rescuer

"Miss Stocker, quick! Run, and leave me—"

"Mr. Reed... Abner, we can't leave him alone."

"Wait, wait for me!"

"Get lost, don't hold on to me, I don't want to die with you!"

The noise, mixed with hoarse roars, echoed through the streets of Salisbury.

Yes, this is Salisbury, where Officer Rowan used to live, work, and live. And obviously, although he left at that time, many people still stayed here at the same time——as a city a little far from London, there are asylum seekers who escaped from nearby London, as well as residents who were originally residents here. survivor.

But right now, these are not important anymore, because the enemies who were only wandering in the east of Winchester before suddenly rushed towards this side for some reason.

"That's right, it must have been caused by the sudden movement before... No, these living corpses are too strong, we can't resist them at all... We should go too."

The one speaking at this moment is a wizard in a khaki robe, who came to Salisbury some time ago.

Before that, he also planned to try to use this place as a stronghold with several other friends around him to take in and protect those who survived the initial tide of living corpses. But now it seems that this place is completely unstoppable.

"Yeah! Let's go, even if we stay, we can't delay them for long. Looking at it like this, there must be stronger living corpses coming... Sigh, I don't know what happened!"

One of his wizard companions couldn't help but nodded, urging the others to prepare to evacuate.

However, it was as if someone didn't want to let them go unharmed. Suddenly, a blood-colored light beam pierced through the thick fog, and instantly hit the back of a middle-aged wizard standing on the edge.

"laugh--"

In the blink of an eye, the bloody light melted through his chest and back, taking his life away. And the light from his chest suddenly fell to the ground before disappearing, leaving a scorched black hole.

"what?"

The others were taken aback, and quickly raised their wands to take precautions.

But the follow-up attack did not come immediately. Due to the surrounding fog, they couldn't find any enemies in the direction where the blood light shot just now, and they all panicked for a while.

"What are you still doing, run!"

The leader of the yellow-robed wizard waved, and immediately dragged a companion beside him and rushed into the alley not far ahead, and the others hurriedly followed after seeing it.

But before they had run far, they felt a gust of wind blowing over their heads, and they quickly looked up subconsciously, but they saw a few strange figures in the mist passing in front of them.

"Damn it, I ran in the wrong direction, turn back! Turn back immediately!"

To be honest, they still don't know who is chasing them... No, they don't even know if the other party is chasing them.

But what does it matter?

The most correct choice at the moment is to stay away from danger, and it will not be too late to think about these problems after escaping.

It's a pity that today's fate seems to have a hard time with their group. Suddenly, they heard a roar and howl behind them, and then the figure that had just passed over their heads passed over them again, and this time landed directly in front of them.

"stop!"

The yellow-robed wizard let out a soft cry, causing everyone to stop hurriedly, and all of them stopped with blue faces.

Because there is still such a distance, the existence of the gray fog makes them still unable to see the specific appearance of those figures. But they can still see that the other party is indeed standing in front of them.

"Bell, it seems...they have their backs to us?"

One of the witches whispered something to the yellow-robed wizard, and subconsciously took half a step back. But I don't know if it was this half-step movement that alarmed the figure closest to them, and the face of the witch standing in the front suddenly changed drastically.

"Turn around!"

Before the words fell, everyone heard a low growl, and then... everyone saw it this time, a figure suddenly jumped high towards them, and the landing point seemed to be right in front of the witch.

"There are many obstacles!" "Bones are crushed!"

The yellow-robed wizard and a companion who reacted the fastest immediately stretched out their wands and cast a spell before the figure landed on the ground. Look at the speed of casting spells, their actual combat ability can be said to be quite outstanding among ordinary wizards.

However, the Impeding Curse hit, but had little effect; the Crushing Curse, hit a split second after that, only caused the figure to pause for a moment.

But at this time, they finally saw each other's appearance clearly - it was a skinny humanoid creature with a bulged back, claw-shaped hands, some messy and sparse hair hanging on its head, and bloody eyes flowing in its eyes. The light looks like a beast with only instinct left.

However, the cloth fragments hanging on it showed its original identity.

It was a living corpse, and it was an evolved living corpse!

"Stab—"

The other party paused, then raised his right hand and swung it in front of the witch. In the next second, blood splashes stained its dry and gray skin covered with some unknown stains.

"what!"

The witch screamed and fell to the ground, but none of her companions dared to rescue her, because the skinny living corpse had already rushed towards her.

No, the danger of the situation at this moment is more than that. Everyone found that that living corpse had attracted the other two similar living corpses in front, and their targets naturally fell on the remaining people.

"Roar--"

"Run!"

They thought they were wizards, and they had the ability to escape, but now they found that they were actually the same as the Muggle survivors who ran away before the low-level zombies just now.

If you stop, you die; if you run faster than your companions, you die! Even if they ran past all their companions, there might be more terrifying enemies ahead waiting for them to die.

Now, besides rolling dice with the Goddess of Fate, perhaps dying earlier would make him suffer less.

Seeing the two living corpses passing by the same kind that were biting the witch, and galloping towards this side, the yellow-robed wizard named Bell gritted his teeth and turned his head to block behind his fleeing companion.

"Come on! Let me die! I—"

Before he finished speaking, the enemy's sharp claws swung in front of him, and he almost saw the miserable appearance of his own head bursting in the next moment.

But who knew that suddenly, the living corpse that had already rushed in front of him was accompanied by a "bang", and the whole withered body was smashed into the wall beside him.