Chapter 2578

If it's a battlefield, it's always noisy and crazy.

Even Marka doesn't know what kind of mentality she is fighting with. After all, he has been lying in the ice coffin that separates everything for too long. Even if he seems unwilling, he misses a lot of things. His once familiar friend is vaguely alienated, not to mention the girl. He can't see through from beginning to end.

However, as we get closer and closer to the core of the battlefield during the attack, the green in the field of vision becomes more and more thick.

Feeling the tenacious vitality mixed with the heavy dead breath of the living corpses, which seems to be gradually becoming ubiquitous, Maka can't help feeling that she may have been "approaching" the girl again since she saw these green ideas - in both senses.

"Everyone, we have really grown up!"

Marca, who is still pedaling on a magic book, is moving forward rapidly on the broken streets. There are groups of living corpses up, down, left and right, but none of them can get him in what can be called a strange flight path. In order to get to Willie as soon as possible, he didn't pay any attention to the meaning of these guys. He just walked forward at a high speed while observing and thinking about the bright green plants standing between the buildings in the urban area.

Harry, who had to follow, had fallen quite behind. Although riding a broomstick, he can also rely on Quidditch's various technical actions to avoid most flying corpses and attacks from the ground, he is obviously inferior to the former in terms of pure speed and skills to avoid the enemy.

But Harry still chased desperately with his teeth clenched. Occasionally, a sword swept through the air, chopping one or two flying corpses that couldn't dodge into the air, and then accelerating to pursue.

But it could be seen that Marca would sometimes slow down and wait for him, otherwise Harry would have been completely thrown away.

Of course, Marca didn't actually pay much attention to Harry behind him - he had known each other's strength since he first saw each other after waking up. Harry, holding Gryffindor's sword, didn't seem to need him to worry too much.

Yes, just like the girl with long silver hair he is going to meet next!

"Boom -"

Far away, a loud noise, accompanied by a burst of dust, attracted most of Maka's attention. From here, we can see that it was an already crumbling high-rise building, which collapsed under a certain impact.

Maka's body, which was flying above the street, suddenly stopped waiting for Harry in the rear, and suddenly accelerated and rushed straight in that direction, at least twice as fast as before.

Soon, a real chaotic battlefield came into his eyes in front of the rapidly swept back buildings.

It was a sea of corpses crowded between the ruins of the ruins. They crowded next to each other and rushed frantically to the place where the previous building fell under the guidance of a common will.

At the same time, at their feet, around them and in the whole damaged block, the vibrant thorns and vines and various strange plants have replaced the gray that originally belonged to the city, making the black and green of different shades become the main color here.

In the battlefield, there are mutated Mandela grass singing the funeral song of the soul, wild Jingteng sucking the taste of life and death, huge tree people comparable to high-rise buildings, with the earth as the drum, arms as the hammer, and tree dragons with full body veins that can spread their wings and glide, whistling hot sighs.

The building just now should be one of the tall tree men who accidentally collapsed in the battle.

Then it was also very fast. While hovering over the battlefield, Maka casually avoided the flying corpses everywhere in the air. At the same time, she locked the petite figure standing on the roof of a high-rise building.

Today, she didn't wear the wide brimmed pointed hat that Maka was familiar with, which made her long white hair flustered by the wind and shining brightly in the sun. She was still wearing the wizard's robe that was too big for her figure. It may be because she had been wearing it for a long time. It looked old, but it was full of nostalgic breath.

Maka flickered in the air and silently appeared behind the girl. A few steps away is like the distance they haven't seen in this period of time. Even if they are separated by a few small steps, they probably won't be far again anyway.

"Willie."

Before waiting too long, Marca opened her mouth and called softly. It was much more relaxed and calm than Hermione and Harry. After all, he knew that even if there were too many growth and changes in the girl in front of him, with the girl's temper and character, those sorrows and estrangements were basically difficult for her to exist.

Miss brova's heart was wide, as if she had been born to know how to keep the most appropriate distance from everyone, even from him - even if he was already the best friend of all who could approach her heart, probably.

Sure enough, the girl turned around when she heard the sound. While gently pulling away the flying hair, she also saw Maka who had stood behind her at some time.

Then a quiet smile appeared on her delicate and beautiful face. Among them, there is obviously the joy of seeing my friends again, and there may be some peace of mind to see a reliable helper, but more importantly, it is still as calm as ever.

"Marca," said Willie with a smile, "you're finally back."

"Yes!" Maka smiled, "finally back."

While talking, a large number of thorny vines standing and swinging on the roof stopped their desire to shrink, and continued to entangle and intercept those flying corpses that kept approaching. Several of them flew in during the gap, and were ruthlessly penetrated into their chest by several strings of Ice Spikes formed out of thin air. Under the huge impact carried by the ice spikes, they flew back and away.

Willy and Marca didn't care about this little thing. After all, similar scenes happen everywhere in this big battlefield. Even without Maka's hand, the leaked corpses can't really get close to Willie, and will soon be mercilessly destroyed by more magical plants around her.

"It seems that there's no problem if I don't come." Maka looked around and said, "I read in the book that this is the ability of the ancient Druids. It is said to be one of the real sources of human wizards... It is really a very powerful ability."

However, Willie shook her head slightly, then turned and looked at the West sky.

"I can't handle it well."

"And... He's coming."