What kind of experience would it be to be hunted down by your acquaintances and even your loved ones? Norman's response is unclear, he just knows that he feels terrible now!

Although the elder brother's wife is indeed bitter and mean, the two are relatives after all, and they have not experienced much unhappiness. If you do n’t know each other, avoid them more. How can you not be so hostile to each other?

But now, he is being hunted down by his own bitch!

"... Oh, no ... that's no longer Elena."

Norman muttered secretly, and ran his teeth and ran forward. He carried a suitcase in one hand and waved his wand in the other. The magic spell he used was no longer the kind of obstacle curse that did not have any lethality at first.

"Powdered!"

Knocking down a living body that came out of the front corner, he passed over the other side non-stop, and rushed at full speed.

The only thing he is fortunate to this day is that although these living dead are indeed not weak, especially the ability to resist the curse is comparable to the half-blooded giant, but it is not as powerful as he imagined.

To him, apart from being difficult to kill, there seemed to be no threats to it-at least, running was still able to run away.

However, Norman as an adult might have been able to reluctantly accept all of this, because this is actually a scene that can be expected when he promised the old father's request.

But in the heart of the little owner of the pair of eyes in the gap between the suitcases, it was more shock, sorrow ... and fear.

"Mother ... Mother ... Mom!"

"be quiet!"

In the final analysis, I still have a bit of trouble with the acquaintance Norman, which has kept the corpse turned into Elena until now. If he can knock down the opponent a few more times, the opponent will probably not be able to follow him as tightly as he does now, nor will his nephew keep yelling.

Right now, if it wasn't for the lock on his suitcase that caused the box to fail to open inside, it is estimated that the child would have got out of it!

"Silent."

In desperation, Norman could only use a spell to eliminate the child's cry. Because if he continued to shout, he would have to recruit Haierbo!

The situation is already dangerous enough.

However, the moment when Norman cast a spell on his nephew and felt that he was finally quiet, a shadow suddenly appeared from behind him, flying towards his back at a rapid speed. to. Just before he saw a shadow in his eyes, he didn't even have time to react, and felt that his soul had been shocked.

As a member of the Wit family's family, even those who have not been loved by their fathers in the past can still learn the family heritage of the school. As for how much you ultimately learn, it depends on your talent.

Although Norman's magic talent is not high, the foundation of soul magic is still there. Struck by the shadow at this moment, he realized for the first time that he had been attacked by the magic that his Witt family was best at!

"Who?"

He was stunned, but didn't stop running, just turned the wand up against his chest with the tip of his wand-if it was not stable, his soul would be washed away from the body!

"Who is ...?"

The huge doubts inside, and some bad guesses, forced Norman to reluctantly turn his head while walking. Suddenly, an unfamiliar figure burned deeply on his retina.

That was his second elder brother, the son most optimistic about the old father who had almost determined the successor of the homeowner. At the same time, besides his father, he is the strongest magical talent in the family.

That's right, although this elder brother's personality is a bit strong and even violent, it is actually similar to his father when he was young. If you put aside the little problems in your personality, you have at least enough insistence on the family, saying that he is the only heir to the family, and neither Norman nor the older brother have much objection.

But now--

"That is to say ... if the deceased has enough magical talents, can he still use the curse after the corpse becomes alive?" Norman gritted his teeth and thought secretly in his heart. This kind of living corpse that retains the ability to cast spells, can it still have some scattered memories of its lifetime? "

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned back again, and spoke to his brother who was still behind "Elena":

"Joe! Can you recognize it? It's me, Norman! Your brother—"

Unfortunately, the expectations he holds are simply an illusion. With Haierbo's foresight, how can he leave such a very basic loophole?

The fact is that Norman didn't even have a chance to finish speaking, and was blocked by another soul magic.

When the smear came towards him, he could only do his utmost to resist it, throwing out the resistance spell he could send out.

Two hexes of the same nature had a hedging in this alleyway, so that he and "Elena" who followed immediately flew away.

"Roar--"

Norman struggled to the ground and got up, and quickly picked up the suitcase that fell aside, then turned around and ran away.

Because he responded with all his strength just now, he didn't suffer any harm this time. Instead, the collision of the spell also distanced him from "Elena".

"Fold left and right!"

The laneway behind him cast a counter-spell of the split spell. With his ability, he could only move a small section of the wall closer to the middle. But as long as the advance is counted, it can also hinder the followers behind.

Taking this opportunity, he hurried to a fork in the road, and then desperately continued to run in the original direction.

Leaving London!

In the previous time, the old father had sent someone to investigate in secret. As long as he was able to escape from the misty area, there should be someone from McLean patrolling outside.

Then, asylum may be sought.

"Hopefully father ..."

The idea just came out of his head ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ he shook his head hard-still don't even think about it! Isn't it often said that the more you expect something to happen, the more likely it is that it will happen?

So, don't go crazy.

Hearing the rumbling explosion soon came from the other end of the corner behind him, he knew that his little trick must not have been blocked for too long. Not to mention, obviously there are more enemies coming in front of him!

"boom!"

It was another coma spell, blocking an oncoming ordinary corpse. He narrowed his neck and bent down, and got under the arm of the opponent.

"Hurry up ... hurry up!"

"Oh!"

Suddenly, he felt a strong attack behind him, knocking him out.

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