Chapter 1377

The demon... Didn't appear this time.

Neither the real devil nor the devil temporarily occupied by halbo ran to Maka and chased him as hard as the previous two times. There was only silence in the fog.

Incidentally, the will that was actively connected through the curse necklace was suddenly interrupted as early as Maka's way.

But fortunately, he had roughly determined the source of the spiritual power before that. When he arrived at the place, he just needed to look carefully. He should soon be able to find the right place through the residual magic wave.

Just before that, the devil... Or that halbo didn't show up, which made Maka very concerned.

After all, only the enemy who hides in the dark and waits for the opportunity will be the greatest threat - especially the enemy who is strong enough in itself!

"And..."

Maka pedals on the magic book and flies across the street, flying and secretly saying:

"Although the demons themselves have wisdom, they should not have the concepts of 'ambush' and 'sneak attack' in the previous fight. After they are aware of my existence, they should immediately rush to try to get rid of my so-called 'sin'... That is, at least for now, Haier Bo should be controlling the body?"

In fact, Maka can't even guarantee that halbo hasn't completely obtained the devil's body, because he can't say how much he knows the devil's mystery.

Of course, despite these worries, it's good that there's no guy to interfere with his trip. This enabled him to find the street and house he wanted without any obstacles.

"Click."

There seemed to be no one in the room... At least Marca didn't feel the existence of magic outside, but a strong smell of blood made him frown.

With a light sound, the door opened slowly, but it was a bloody smell that came right behind.

Soon he saw that the living room was in a mess, the snow-white walls were splashed with dripping blood, and broken furniture could be seen everywhere.

Marca frowned and stepped into the living room. In a twinkling of an eye, she saw the big hole in the deepest place - it seemed that if anyone was still alive, she might have left there.

However, before observing the hole, a still warm body took his attention first.

The man was obviously dead. His whole body seemed to turn into a rag bag and fell helplessly at the root of the nearby wall. The big bloody hole in the chest looks more shocking than the hole in the wall where one person is tall.

Maka found that it was a middle-aged man who was at most 40 years old - the original exquisite suit had been soaked with blood, and the white shirt in the vest had been completely dyed dark red.

Until now, it seems that there is still blood gurgling out of the hole in his chest, and a pool of blood on the floor under him.

Maka didn't go to see more, because he knew very well that there was probably only one person who could punch through the chest like this in downtown London.

As for the identity of the dead... It seems more important to find the living first than this.

"Is this the source of the will before?"

The remaining magic waves in the living room were messy, but after a little judgment, Marca found it at the kitchen table.

It can be seen that the map is still paved on the table, but most of the trinkets originally placed on the map have been shocked to the ground. Even if it is far away from the place where the blood splashes, there is still a little red on the map, telling the cruelty when a life passes away.

At the next moment, Maka suddenly found something falling near the back chair that fell down at the table.

"Well?"

With a wave of his hand, he suddenly lifted the chair and revealed the little doll lying quietly on the floor.

It was a very ordinary bear puppet, and it seemed that its owner should pay great attention to it. Even if there were several stitched marks on his body, he was still cleaned very clean.

Maka picked it up and looked at it. She didn't find any valuable information on it, so she slipped it into her waist pocket.

"One person, two people... Of course, the one in the corner is mostly the third person who stays to fight for the other two people's escape time."

He tapped the map on the table, and his sight swept over the bar scattered with wine bottles and the corpses at the root of the wall. Then he stepped across all kinds of sundries on the ground with his legs and went straight to the big hole in the deepest part of the living room.

Through the living room, through the garage on the other side of the wall hole, and then he walked from the second hole on the other side of the garage to the backyard of the house.

The blood ran from the living room to here, and then suddenly became very few. Judging from the suddenly aggravated footprints on the ground, most of the pursuer increased his speed from here.

The devil's moving speed is very clear. Maka is not sure how many people in the world can not be caught from such a terrible pursuit. As for simply relying on speed to get rid of the devil's pursuit, naturally not to mention.

At least Marca can't, and halbo himself obviously can't.

"But... It doesn't seem to have been caught up at least in the beginning?"

Maka stood on the side of the street and looked at one end of the street, but she could only see that one step mark after another was evenly distributed on the road and continued into the distance.

This time he didn't delay any more. He saw him run out of the magic book quickly and step on it. The next second, he suddenly ran out, and soon disappeared at a corner in the distance.

However, although Maka left the house, the events in the house are far from over. Shortly after Maka's pursuit, a strange source of magic suddenly appeared out of thin air in the living room, and then beat silently like a heart.

At the same time, some unknown sound came out of it. I don't know what it was.

So, about ten minutes later, a figure suddenly came out step by step from the house where there should be no living people, and slowly came to the middle of the backyard.

Isn't that the body that Marca personally judged to be absolutely hopeless? Just look at the blood hole that is extremely eye-catching and hard to forget at a glance, people can easily distinguish who it is.

But why did he suddenly come alive?