In people's hearts, fear and fear can often coexist with each other.

When John is on this disaster site, of course he can't help but think about everything he has heard and seen, and then he may unconsciously connect the shock of that scene with the worst possibility in his heart. together.

　　 For example, the group of living corpses that made their entire team nearly annihilated before, combined with the information obtained from the workshop before, at least John thinks that it is mostly the actions of the ancient black wizard "Despicable Helbo";

　　 And for example, the icicle in the sky that is beyond the reach of humans...Apart from the powerful ancient magic Helbo, who else can be "rampant" like this in this disaster land?

　　 That young British strongman-Maca McLean? Although from a series of intelligence records, the other party was indeed very powerful, the young man was still no match for Haierbo, and he could not even defend his country and hometown. Today, there has been less and less news about that McLean. I'm afraid that after all, it's still more fortunate?

After combing through a large amount of intelligence information obtained recently, John's view of the current overall situation in Europe is relatively consistent with the conclusion of the workshop management-in the face of this unprecedented disaster, trying to forcefully confront the enemy is Unwise, the overthrow of Britain and Hogwarts has proved everything.

　　 Now, when John sees the huge icicle that seemed to split the sky in half in the direction of London in the old days, he is even more convinced that his judgment is not wrong.

　　 Yes, if that is also the "masterpiece" of the dark wizard Helbo... a lot of things can make sense. At the same time, this will further prove the correctness of the workshop and the trip he planned.

　　 However.

　　 "...'Halpo'? Who is that? The master said that he has no name."

　　 "Not Helbo?"

　　 Unexpectedly, I just thought and thought it through in my mind, and even afterwards, John had already begun to plan for the next meeting with Helbo, but in the end he didn't even guess the major premise.

　　 It’s just that, just as he wanted to continue to ask for some understanding, the girl in front of him suddenly turned around and said:

　　 "Let's go! It's dawn, it's time to hurry up."

　　……

　　 Even if I have reached the distance where I can see the icicles from a distance, it is still not a short time to reach London. After that, John walked with the girl for a long time, and it was not until another morning that he finally stepped into the outer suburbs of London.

　　 And this is because the girl didn't give John any more time to rest when the night fell last night, and the two of them had to drive all night to get the result.

　　 It was precisely because of the girl's persistence that John faintly discovered that the girl seemed to be more eager than he was about "Going to London".

　　 Yes, from the beginning, John didn't ask the other party to bring him to London. This was the girl who took the initiative to bring him, didn't he?

　　 But soon, John discovered that he had no time to think about these little things.

　　 "White Night...Miss, what's the matter with those...? Is it okay for us to go this way?"

　　 all the way up to here, nothing happened, calm and smooth as if the environment is a little special hike. Although John felt uneasy about this, he was also very grateful that at least his life was safe for the time being.

　　 But now, when the journey finally arrived near the eastern suburbs of London, he gradually discovered that in the distant withered trees, the ruins of houses, and some of the remaining deserted buildings... it seemed that some unknown figures gradually appeared in the shadows.

　　 He is sure that those will definitely not be humans!

　　Occasionally, in the second floor window of an abandoned apartment, he even saw a horrible face with a distorted and gray face, and more than half of it was wrapped in an unknown substance like a sarcoma. Take a closer look, and even discover that the unknown "sarcoma" is slightly agitating like a heart-it is by no means a look that a normal human can have.

　　 Coupled with the huge icicle in front of him, everything is so strange, making John's heart full of suspicion and vigilance.

　　 "'Those'? Oh, are you talking about my people who live in this area? Don't worry, this place is governed by'Bloodbeards', and they won't hurt you."

　　 Before the girl's voice was over, John followed in his footsteps, and his whole body suddenly stiffened.

　　 Clan? I should have heard it right? Did she just say... "My people"?

"what's happenin?"

　　 The girl walked a few steps forward along this cracked town street, and then suddenly turned her head and glanced at John who had stopped stiffly in place.

　　 "No... no, it's okay... keep going!"

　　 John, who had already walked all the way with the determination to die, still had an inexplicable remorse in his heart-following the other party to London, this decision cannot be said to be a mistake, but perhaps he is still a bit reckless in the end.

　　 But now, besides going forward, does he have any choice?

　　 Fortunately, John found that although the girl had clearly noticed his strangeness, he didn't care. Seeing him say this, the head in the girl's hood slightly nodded, and she continued to turn around and walk forward.

　　 John stopped talking, UU reading www. uukanshu.com just took a deep breath, then silently raised his leg to follow.

　　 There were sights in all directions-he seemed to be able to feel it clearly, even like a mans back. But while his scalp was numb, his footsteps did not stop at the slightest.

　　 After all, he is the John Stewart, one of the best wizards of the Stewart family and the "Mason Workshop" generation. No matter how much the pressure is, he believes that with his optimism and perseverance, he will definitely be able to survive.

　　 And, at least so far, there hasn’t been any substantial crisis, has it?

　　Step by step, John followed the girl's footsteps rather like walking on thin ice, running straight through a large area of ​​outer suburban towns along this withered and run-down street. In his eyes, this former prosperous Muggle neighborhood is no different from the evil lair inhabited by powerful dark magic creatures.

　　 And the real old London city ahead, the city of icicles today... is almost indistinguishable from the **** on earth.

　　 Now, the entrance to "Hell" is here.

　　 "White Night? Is the gentleman behind you the ‘guest’ the master asked you to invite?"

　　 Suddenly, John heard a harsh and unpleasant sound coming from the front, which drew his involuntary attention around and behind him.

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