Chapter 1862 A Hasty Raid
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The army of living corpses came very quickly, even faster than Maca expected... This may be due to the relationship between Harry and Bulova who rushed all the way before, or some other reason.
But it doesn't matter, after all, that guy knows very well that Maca is hiding in this area, and several high-level living corpses under the opponent's hands will come around from time to time during this time. It is only a matter of time before the final goal is determined at Winchester Cathedral.
"Villi, just leave the battle with the living corpses to them, you don't have to go. Go back and see Ursula in a while, count the time, she should wake up soon - take her directly to the apse! She thought Her sister is going crazy."
Outside the gate of the church, Maca was standing there quietly with Willy and Sarah, watching a wizard rush out of the church, his body covered in raging black flames.
"Okay," Willie responded, and then said, "But... are they all right?"
"No problem," Maca nodded, "Even if Haierbo comes in person, wouldn't I still be here? Don't worry...Sarah, you can go back with Willie later! Leave it to me That's it."
"No," Sarah shook her head, "I can help you!"
"It's not necessary," Maca waved his hand, "Of course I need your help, but it's definitely not right now—that Hai Erbo guy, he won't come over this time, he just let these living corpses harass him. .”
Before the words were finished, several scorching fireballs bigger than a person suddenly flew from a distance. It was the lava corpse that was chased away last time, attacking the church.
And almost at the same time when I saw those fireballs flying towards this side, several wizards wrapped in black flames jumped up in front of Maca without saying a word, and they used their own The body resisted the fireball.
For a moment, the flames exploded, like a rain of fire.
Maca raised his hand and pointed upwards, and the three magic barriers unfolded above the heads of him, Willie, and Sarah, like three transparent umbrellas. Those flames fell on it, and immediately disappeared into nothingness.
After blocking the fireball, those black flames fell down again, and continued to run away along the street to the outskirts of the ancient city without looking back.
They all have their own tasks, and they will only perform their own tasks. Unless Maca and the others are found to be threatened, they will basically not have any flexibility.
In this regard, Maca has no good solution for the time being.
"Oh, that's right!" Suddenly, Maca turned his head and said as if remembering something, "Willi, remember to tell your father not to make a move easily, and don't let Hai Erbo know that he is here... Otherwise, turn around then The guy probably will send more high-level zombies over."
"why?"
Willie was obviously a little puzzled, because by now, Haierbo probably didn't know how strong Maca had become. It can even be said that it is useless to send these living corpses here.
In this way, would one more Bulova make any difference?
"Because the purpose of Haierbo sending these guys is to put pressure on me."
Maca still didn't make it very clear, so Willie naturally couldn't understand the deep meaning. But since Maca answered like that, she didn't continue to ask, and just nodded slightly.
But it seems that, for Hierbon's unknown purpose,
Maca seems to have guessed something.
And just as they were talking, this large-scale battle had already begun—the sound of rumbling came from a distance, and the swaying flames could already be seen faintly even through the thick gray fog.
Perhaps it was because their manpower was still relatively small, unable to take into account a large area, and the battle line was constantly shrinking into the ancient city.
But Maca is obviously quite confident in the black flames he cultivated, and he didn't intend to personally help them from the beginning. It can be found that although the roaring sound is constantly approaching, after reaching a certain distance, it finally cannot continue to move forward.
Only occasionally, one or two fireballs would slip through the net and fly far away towards the church. Under the joint efforts of the remaining Heiyan people who stayed at the door to stop them, they were easily blocked and turned into rain of fire.
Looking at it this way, the three of Maca stopped by the street "holding an umbrella" as if they were just enjoying a fireworks show, but they felt a little bit comfortable.
"Look, I told you I'm fine," Maca patted Willy's back, and said softly, "Go in! It's almost time... She seems to have run to the apse by herself right now! Go back and see Look, beware of them slipping out the back door on impulse."
"Oh."
Willie nodded, and then she turned and went back to the church with confidence.
"And you," Maca looked at Sarah and motioned, "Go back too! Help her get used to her new body."
After Sara also returned as promised, Maca waved his hand slightly to remove the barrier used to block the fire and rain, and leaned against the stone pillar by the door with his arms folded, staring at the flames of the battle not far away in a daze. .
After a while, he didn't know what else he thought of, and he shook his head gently and whispered: "Helbo, Rowena too...all of them really think highly of me."
Not long after, the fighting gradually ceased, and the remaining living corpses left the ancient city of Winchester one after another. But they didn't leave completely. Except for a few high-level living corpses, other individuals including some evolved individuals also stayed outside the city, wandering aimlessly.
And most of the black flames who had been instructed by Maca before the battle started began to chase outside at this time-it would take a lot of time to clean up the living corpses wandering around the periphery.
This attack can be said to have "started suddenly and ended hastily". Apart from leaving a lot of "garbage" around here that needs to be cleaned up, it seems to have no meaning at all.
In the eyes of others, this is simply an inexplicable battle.
But Maca knew that similar raids would definitely happen again in the future, and the deep meaning of it was probably only understood by him at present.
When the ancient city returned to calm again, and some of the Black Flames who hadn't gone out to clean up the battlefield returned one after another, Maca straightened up, turned around and walked into the open church door.
"...cough cough."
When he entered the door, he covered his mouth and coughed twice, without anyone noticing.
"In a while... Just in a while... Just in case, there is still someone who must go to see him, so as not to cause any trouble."
Maca muttered like this.