Chapter 2567

sky?

Is it the sky?

The sky is strangely twisted. Although it is gray and gloomy, it can still be seen that it is not what it should be.

Oh, no, it doesn't seem that the sky is twisting. It's the whole world in front of you.

There is a burning smell in the lungs, which is the feeling of suffocation caused by lack of air and inability to breathe.

The whole body is slightly cool, and there is a feeling of being tightly wrapped by something. But it seems that it has begun to loosen gradually

Huh? Where did you get the water?

My throat became a little wet. I swallowed it subconsciously. It was refreshing and sweet.

In addition, the suffocation and tingling in the chest and lungs still occupy the main body of thinking, and even make people feel a little confused, making people feel... It seems that they have forgotten how to breathe for a long time.

no Wait... Wait... There seems to be something more important. The attention spread further, and the answer was very close. It was only covered up by the feeling of suffocation, which was subconsciously ignored by me.

What sounds like?

No, that's not what I want.

I'm in a coma? What happened to me before I passed out?

No, it doesn't matter for the time being.

There seem to be a lot of people around... Is that bill? Next to him should be Furong... And further away, Luna and Hermione! It can't be wrong, their magic reaction, how can I admit it... Wait, magic reaction?

I know, I know what I ignored - this is the cooling rule! I am now wrapped in the power of cooling rules! To be more precise, it is a group of fading, cooling the power of rules!

It's because I'm too familiar and too close! In this way, they are surrounded by it, and almost everywhere as soon as they wake up, which subconsciously ignores its existence.

What's going on? I'm... Chewing dry food for too long. Do you want to taste frozen meat?

……

"Wow -"

The sudden and amazing changes made Mrs. maxim, who was wearing a black dress and reading the eulogy, forget the following words and sentences, and plunged the scene into a dead silence. Even the front row mourners who were splashed on the instep by cold water seemed not to feel it at all, and remained frozen in the original place.

Marca McLean's coffin is an ice coffin made of special magic, which everyone knows - even Muggle viewers who are watching the live show in front of the TV have learned from the introduction at the beginning.

But no one expected that the ice coffin would suddenly turn back to the ground like this on the way to the funeral ceremony.

Therefore, people probably didn't expect that the protagonist of today's funeral would stand up from the pool of water melted by the ice coffin like that.

Then he spoke——

"I know, something must have happened... Yes, something must have happened. But please don't panic. After all, the world has always been strange... Yeah! What could be more wonderful than 'waking up to find yourself attending a funeral, and the hero of the funeral is still himself'? Well... I seem to have a stomach I'm hungry. To tell you the truth, I have the illusion that I want to eat frozen meat. "

Maka shrugged, anchored her composure in witty words, and examined every detail in her vision. His right hand gently dusted the hem of his robe, which was still dripping with water, and evaporated the wet clothes all over his body like blowing off the dust at will.

The picture on the live monitor took a while.

Then it was obvious that he had already noticed the whole group of quite eye-catching equipment and staff at the scene. The logo of a famous Muggle TV station is even left on the long rod of the pickup and the body of the camera.

"Is it live?"

Maka suddenly turned her head and cast an inquiring look at Maxim, who was still stunned. Perhaps it was because his posture was too natural. Mrs. maxim, not far away, nodded without resistance and acquiesced in the delivery of on-site dominance.

So Maka no longer looked at her, but first explored the probe and looked at the monitor picture, and then took two steps forward to the front of the camera, so that the Muggle cameraman at a loss subconsciously followed his professional instinct and completely aimed the lens at himself.

"Seriously," he said calmly, tidying up his collar and looking directly at the camera, "don't look at me like this. I'm actually quite confused about the current situation. After all, you've seen it. I just woke up from an inexplicable sleep - I haven't even had time to wash my face and brush my teeth!"

Speaking of this, Maka smiled.

"But it doesn't matter, at least I've probably guessed... The reason why the funeral will be broadcast so live." As he said, he glanced thoughtfully at the sea a little farther away, and then immediately looked back to the camera. "Hello, everyone looking at me at the moment! I, Marca McLean, seem to have been a heroic pioneer who had died on the other side of the channel - please give me a camera of the English channel over there, thank you."

He took the camera and asked the cameraman to turn to the sea, and then pulled it back again.

"It used to be my hometown over there, and I went to my hometown that had completely fallen in the disaster and fought with blood. As a result, I was heroic in the chaos of the enemy... Oh! No, no, no, it seems that this is obviously not practical, isn't it?" Makaton paused, then shouted at the camera, "Magic is a wonderful knowledge. I survived by luck. It seems that I was blessed by it. Now, the distance between it and you has been quickly shortened due to this terrible disaster. In the future, if I have the opportunity, I am willing to share this wonderful knowledge with you through class - maybe you don't know about my job. If this disaster If it didn't happen, I was still a teacher in office... "

It seems that some gossip words can't make the atmosphere a little calmer, but presumably, Muggle viewers in front of the TV who still don't know much about many facts have gradually accepted this live program that has begun to break away from the theme in Maka's chatter.

After saying a few words that seemed to be off topic, but could really let the audience begin to understand the gossip of wizards and magic, Maka finally took off the relaxed smile on her face and looked fiercely solemn.

He looked at the camera lens. His deep eyes seemed to be able to pass through the signal and close to the audience in front of the TV.

"The disaster will come to an end! This nightmare will come to an end! We have human warriors who have always fought in the forefront, whether wizards or ordinary soldiers - although many truths have been covered up by history because of the differences of our ancestors, we were one and will be the same in the future! And as long as you and I can work together, the disaster that can defeat us will last forever Far from being there! "

As soon as the voice fell, the TV pictures in the live broadcasting areas suddenly flowed, and the live broadcasting signal was disconnected.