Chapter 1430

What kind of experience will it be to be chased and killed by your acquaintances and even your relatives? Norman didn't know how others would react. All he knew was that he felt terrible now!

Although my brother's wife is really mean at ordinary times, they are relatives after all, and there has not been too much unhappiness. If you don't like each other, just avoid it more. It's impossible to hate each other.

But now, he is being chased by his sister-in-law!

"... Oh, no... that's not Elena anymore."

Norman muttered, gritting his teeth and running desperately forward. He carried a suitcase in one hand and waved a wand in the other. The spell he used was no longer the barrier spell that had no lethality at first.

"To pieces!"

He knocked down a corpse coming out of the corner in front, and he rushed over the other side at full speed.

Up to now, his only happiness is that although these living dead are indeed not weak, especially their resistance to the curse is comparable to that of hybrid giants, they are not as strong as he imagined.

For him, except that it is difficult to kill, there seems to be no threat to him - at least, he can run away.

However, as an adult, Norman may have been able to reluctantly accept all this in front of him, because this is actually a scene that can be expected when he promised his old father's entrustment.

But in the heart of the little owner with eyes between the cracks of the suitcase, there was more shock, consternation... And fear.

"Mother... Mother... Mother!"

"Be quiet!"

In the final analysis, I still can't do anything about Norman, which has kept Elena alive until now. If you can knock down the other party several times, the other party probably won't be able to catch up with him like now, and it won't make his nephew cry all the time.

At present, if the lock of his suitcase had not been locked, the child would have come out of it!

"Silent."

In desperation, Norman could only use a magic spell to eliminate the child's cry. Because if he continues to shout, he will have to attract halbo!

The situation was already dangerous enough.

However, when Norman cast a spell on his nephew and felt that he was finally quiet, a shadow suddenly appeared from behind him and flew to his back at a very fast speed. He had just caught a glimpse of a shadow in the corner of his eye. Before he even had time to react, he felt that his soul had been suddenly impacted.

As a direct member of the Witt family, even if he has never been favored by his father in the past, the family inheritance that should be learned can still be learned. As for how much you finally learned, it only depends on your talent.

Although Norman's magic talent is not high, there is still a foundation for soul magic. Hit by the shadow at the moment, he realized at the first time that he was attacked by the magic that his Witt family was best at!

"Who?"

He stumbled, but didn't stop running. He just turned his wand upside down and put the tip of his wand against his chest - if it wasn't stable again, his soul would be washed out of his body!

"Who... Is it?"

The great doubt in his heart and some bad speculation forced Norman to look back while staggering. Suddenly, a familiar figure was deeply branded on his retina.

That was his second brother, a son whom the old father was most optimistic about and who had almost determined his successor. Besides his father, he is also the most gifted magician in the family.

Yes, although this brother's character is somewhat strong and even violent, he is actually very similar to his father when he was young. If you put aside those small problems in character, at least you have enough persistence in the family, saying that he is the only heir of the family. Norman and big brother don't have much objection.

But now——

"That is to say... If the dead have enough magic talent, can they still use magic spells after the corpse is turned into a corpse?" Norman clenched his teeth and thought in his heart, "but if so... Can a corpse like the second brother who retains the ability to cast spells still have some scattered memories?"

At the thought of this, he suddenly turned back again and said to his brother who was still after "Elena":

"Joe! Can you recognize it? It's me, Norman! Your brother -"

Unfortunately, his expectation is just an illusion. How can Haier Bo's foresight leave such a very basic loophole?

The fact is that Norman didn't even have a chance to finish, so he was blocked back in his throat by another soul magic.

When the dark shadow hit him, he could only do his best to wave his staff to resist and throw out the resistance spell he could.

Two spells of the same nature collided in the lane, so that he and "Elena" immediately behind him flew backwards.

"Roar -"

Norman struggled to get up on the ground, picked up the suitcase that had fallen aside the next second, turned and ran away.

Due to the full response just now, he didn't suffer any harm this time. On the contrary, the collision of that magic spell also made him open some distance from "Elena".

"Close left and right!"

Conveniently, he cast a counter spell of the division spell in the back roadway. With his ability, he can only close a small section of the wall to the middle. But as long as the advance is included, it can also stop the pursuers behind.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he quickly turned to a fork in the road, and then tried his best to continue running in the original direction.

Leave London!

In the previous time, the old father had sent someone to spy in the dark. As long as he could escape from the fog, there should be McClane's people patrolling outside.

By then, you may be able to seek asylum.

"I hope my father..."

As soon as the idea came out of his head, he shook his head hard - don't think about what's there or not! Isn't it often said that the more you expect something not to happen, the more likely it will happen?

So don't think about it.

Hearing the rumbling explosion at the other end of the corner behind him, he knew that his little trick could not be stopped for too long. Not to mention, there are obviously more enemies in front of him coming this way!

"Bang!"

Another coma spell blocked an oncoming ordinary corpse. He shrunk his neck, bent over and drilled under each other's arms.

"Come on... Come on!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, he only felt a strong attack behind him, knocking his whole person out.