Chapter 1235

Muriel in bed looks very painful.

Her eyes were closed, her expression was ferocious, her mouth was as big as her chin would dislocate at any time, but she could only make a "click" sound in her throat.

It can be imagined that at the moment, if in the real world on the other side, the fog must be pouring out of that mouth? But in this mirror space, she just opened her mouth so wide, but it looked more terrible.

In fact, Muriel had been unable to breathe because of the continuous fog between her mouth and nose.

In fact, it was OK when she was in a semi coma, but after Martin was killed by Haier Bo in the fog, she had awakened most of the time. And this immediately made her directly feel a strong sense of suffocation.

Although her core can't die at all because the ceremony of demon summoning is still going on, it makes her more difficult.

At this time, the door that had been closed not far away was suddenly opened, and a well-dressed figure appeared at the door.

Somebody, apparently Delphi.

Although Muriel closed her eyes, she, as the core of the ceremony, could feel everything through the fog filled with the whole city - including the real London outside and the mirror space where she herself was.

Previously, when Martin fought with halbo's apprentice and halbo, she helped Martin in time because she could directly perceive what was happening.

Unfortunately, even though she had endured her own pain and tried her best, she couldn't save Martin's life from Haier Bo in the end.

So when DELPHI at the door walked slowly to the bed and looked at her with her eyes slightly down. She opened her eyes as if she had expended all her strength, and a pair of bloodshot eyes looked straight at Delphi's face.

Muriel is not the first time to feel the pain of farewell to those close to her. Coupled with the endless suffocation she is experiencing now, death has become her only extravagant hope.

When she saw the trance eyes, Delphi could almost clearly feel that the other party was pleading for relief.

But... Delphi didn't move.

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"Is the core here?"

Marca came quickly. When Delphi had just gone to Muriel's bed, he had found a place near the old house.

The smell here was obviously stronger and more depressed than elsewhere, which made him more convinced that he was in the right place.

And when demaka turned two more intersections and passed the old house along the slightly narrow black market streets, the obscurity uploaded from the second floor immediately stopped him.

"It should be up here."

He pushed open the door of the old house. Makaton quickly walked in, climbed the stairs to the front and back of the bedroom door, and immediately reached out and pushed open the door.

"Delphi."

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the figure standing by the bed. He had just seen the long chestnut hair. Obviously, he would not admit his mistake.

"Delphi, why are you here?" Marca stood at the door, frowning slightly.

But just then, the figure asked without looking back:

"This is clearly what I want to ask... Why did you... Appear here?"

"What?"

Marca looked at Delphi in the room, and her puzzled color deepened.

In the next second, another figure suddenly moved from one side of the door to Marca's line of sight, and in the twinkling of an eye blocked Delphi's back.

"Don't you understand? I think... Maybe I can explain it for her."

"... Haier Bo."

As soon as he saw the familiar man who could not be familiar any more, makaden raised his magic wand and made a little defensive gesture.

But in the bedroom, Haier Bo, standing between Marca and Delphi, waved his hand easily.

"Oh, don't worry," he said faintly. "If I say, we don't have to compete again this time... Little girl, do you think I'm right?"

In the latter sentence, halbo obviously said it to Delphi behind him. But when Delphi, who was standing by the bed, heard it, he didn't speak again, but fell into silence.

"All right, all right!" halber shrugged and then turned to Marca at the door. "It doesn't matter... Although it's always a little modest for me, after all, you know, I'm not 'arrogant'... But I have to tell you, McLean, you're definitely not my opponent here."

When Marka heard halbo say this, his expression did not change, but his heart suddenly sank.

In fact, when he saw halbo coming out so simply, he had already noticed something wrong.

Normally speaking, it is impossible for him not to feel the existence of the other party when he is so close. As before at the gate of San Mungo, even if he can't find halbo's position accurately, he should at least be able to vaguely sense a magic wave.

Instead of saying, there is absolutely no creature that can completely hide itself.

But now the fact is that just now, Maka didn't realize that halbo was also in the bedroom - either halbo's strength has far exceeded his level, or it can only be the strange smell around him.

Pressing down a little uneasiness in her heart, Maka held the staff tightly and stared at halbo, saying coldly:

"'I'm not your opponent here '... Maybe! But even if not, I don't want to fight you now. If you don't mind, let me go first, because I just want to talk to her now."

"Well," said halber, raising his eyebrows and then shrugging his shoulders, "of course, I don't mind - you can have a good chat here. Although it's a little different from my initial plan, it's no problem for me as long as the result is almost the same!"

After saying this, he really stepped aside and sat down in an armchair by the window.

There is no doubt that this is the most cooperative Haier wave that Maka has seen so far. At the same time, it also makes him more clearly feel the other party's self-confidence at the moment.

He looked sideways at each other, and after a slight pause, he looked back at Delphi.

It can be seen that the girl still has her back to him and has no intention of turning around.

"Delphi," Marca didn't move either. He just stood at the door and looked at his back, "what's your purpose? By now, it's time to make it clear?"

"Purpose? Didn't I make myself clear before?"