Chapter 1626

The big city of London is still empty.

Although the army of the living corpses had left here long ago and halbo didn't seem to come back, no one dared to set foot here easily today.

On the streets, there are still traces of the fierce battle -- collapsed high-rise buildings, cracked roads, shops along the street with broken doors and windows, large tracts of blood that have long dried up and blackened... Looking around, it is full of a mess that makes people frown.

Maka didn't stay here too long. He just tried his best to extend his perception and sweep the whole city. After he didn't find halbo's existence, he left soon.

Because this place is too familiar. If you see too much, the already bad mood will be made worse by the dilapidation and silence here.

As for where is the next stop he will go... It is naturally the tribe of the horse people.

Since the horse people predicted the danger and moved away from the Hogwarts forbidden forest early, it seems that it must be said to be an extremely accurate foresight.

After that, perhaps because the Malays have long been used to settling down in the dense woods, the place they moved to is still a deep mountain forest.

From the city to the green mountains, in one step, the steel jungle became a real forest, but Maka didn't feel so relaxed and happy.

Depression always surrounded him, as if haunted.

"No one came out?"

Maka paused a little at the edge of the woods on the hillside, looked left and right, and sure enough, no one appeared. If we put it in the past, with the excellent foresight talent of the head of the horse people, I'm afraid we would have sent people out to wait for him.

Unfortunately, ferenze also said in Hogwarts that now this huge disaster has disturbed the starlight, and the astrological prediction ability of the Malays is greatly limited.

I don't know whether he can get the help he expects this time.

While thinking about this, Maka casually pushed aside a half man tall Bush and plunged into the dark mountain forest even in the daytime.

To be honest, because the forest is really dense, it's uncertain to find someone to throw it in. If you don't take two steps, you won't even know the direction. Fortunately, Maka can easily find the specific location of the horse people tribe without the help of magic perception, because he has been here since the horse people moved here.

Before long, when Maka pulled away a clump of shrubs in the way again and bypassed a strong trunk, the original wooden fence with obvious man-made traces fell into his eyes.

The tribe of the horse people is still like that. All buildings implement the principle of "no more effort if you can go to a simple place", and are basically built by relying on the trunk of living trees.

Although in the words of the horse people, this is called "taking care of trees and nature". But Maka estimated that a word "lazy" would also be a great influencing factor.

"... McLean?"

The first person to find Maka here was a horseman guarding at the entrance of the tribe with a bow and arrow on his back. When he turned his head and saw Maka standing outside the fence not far away, he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Oh! May the stars still care for you... Please come in and I'll inform davrose - brother Bain first. You take Mr. McLean slowly."

Seeing the other party say, he immediately threw off his hooves, turned around and ran back, kicked the ground and went to the back of the tribe. And one of the other three horsemen guards walked forward two steps, directed at Maka and stretched out his hand to the tribe:

"Mr. McLean, please - I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Compared with the horse man who ran back just now, the "Bain" in front of him was obviously older and more calm.

Seeing this, Maka naturally refused, nodded and followed the other party into the new tribe of the horse people.

Once inside, with the deepening, the surrounding shanty houses finally became a little regular because of the application of stone.

As far as Maka knows, the difference of residence like this can also be used to distinguish the position of its owner in the horse tribe. The closer it is to the inside and the more stones it uses, the higher the identity of the horse people living inside.

All the way to Davros in a tribe... That is, the head of the horse people's tribe basically lives next to the forbidden area of the horse people's ancestral temple, which is purely built of large bricks and stones, or simply built by using natural caves and caves.

But this time, just because they haven't moved here for a long time, the forbidden area of the ancestral temple is under construction, but their current dafros still lives in a shed made mostly of wood.

However, compared with the residence of other ethnic groups, it is obviously much larger.

When Maka walked all the way to the shed located in the deepest part of the tribe under the gaze of many horse people, the young horse man who was a little noisy had come out of the house and said to Maka:

"Please go in! Dufresne is waiting for you inside."

Looking at each other, after saying a word to Maka, he and Bain, who led Maka, directly guarded the door and became the guard of the patriarch's residence. Maka shrugged, then passed between them and went straight in.

As soon as he entered the door, he only felt that the light behind him was a little dark. The two horsemen had blocked in front of the door and cut off the sight of all the people.

Maka didn't look back, because he had found that the "duvros" sitting inside... Seemed in a bad state.

"Mr. McLean... Please take your seat!"

I remember that it was only a few years since the previous generation Davros left office, but now this term should be in his prime. In fact, it is true.

Just from the other party's tendon flesh, it can be called young and energetic.

However, at this moment, in front of Maka, this seemingly strong young Davros is bending his four legs to "sit" on the soft shop, and his body is still leaning against the wall column in the middle. He looks sick anyway.

"Duvros, look... What's the matter? Has there been a backfire after the failure of the prophecy?"

It's the only possibility for Maka to make the patriarch of the horse people look like this. If you contact Firenze at that time, it's like this.

Sure enough, soon, he saw the other party slowly nod his head.

"But... In fact, it can't be regarded as a complete failure. At least before I pay such a due price, the awesome power of the stars... Has solved some of my doubts."

Young davrose whispered:

"And this time let Firenze invite you for the Enlightenment Given by this part of the stars."