Chapter 1721

"Boom -"

The sound of buildings collapsing outside made Frieda's whole heart twitch constantly; The tremor under her feet made her stiff all over.

This is an unprecedented disaster, and perhaps the most casualties in Britain for so many years.

Up to now, although Frieda is only a Muggle, she has also understood that it was a "Wizard" who caused all this. The royal family has already sent troops to issue warning documents in advance. Because they can not help all residents evacuate in a short time, the army can only remind all those who have no time to move to find a place to hide first.

But who knows, the hordes of corpses come much faster than anyone imagined. From Kent to London to Birmingham, the coverage of fog is becoming wider and wider.

After the previous "mushrooms" landed, Haier Bo and the corpses were forced to stop moving forward, but after that, the extension speed of the fog became faster and faster.

Due to the arrival of the army of living corpses, there are many Muggles like Frieda who haven't had time to escape to the north. At present, people are probably shivering in the house, cellar and attic like her!

The outside was completely shrouded by the gray fog, and the repeated footsteps echoed in the street, accompanied by all kinds of movements representing destruction.

Yes, the buildings collapsed, the trees fell to the ground and the streets were broken. The reality like the end of the world made no one dare to run out easily.

In this case, perhaps only your own home will make people feel a little warm - even if it is also cold.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, another sound of building collapse came in from the outside. The sound was so loud that it could be heard clearly even across several walls.

Closer... Closer than just now!

Under the incomparable tension, Frieda's mind began to shake involuntarily. She suddenly changed from hesitation and hesitation to low voice curse, and her spirit gradually collapsed.

Then, at the moment when the bang sounded again, her home was also pushed down by groups of living corpses, pressing her under the ruins.

Things like Frieda have happened many, many times, and they have an almost consistent ending.

Soon after she swallowed her last breath in pain, the power contained in the fog made her gradually open her eyes, and then dragged her residual body and roared to join the other living corpses.

Haier Bo's army of living corpses is constantly replenished in this way. Only a few "mushrooms" seem not to be able to really hurt his muscles and bones.

Of course, more than Muggles who were "buried alive" due to the collapse of buildings, they were actually refugees directly killed by the army of corpses on the way to escape.

Because the corpses March fast, they often encounter the situation that asylum seekers are caught up on the way. Then, like bulldozers, they "rolled" all the way.

This "man-made disaster" was interpreted by Haier Bo as a feeling close to "natural disaster".

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"... your majesty, you can't stay here anymore. You must retreat immediately!"

In the manor of the British royal family, the prime minister is trying to persuade the queen to leave the place - although the fog and the army of living corpses are still far away, I'm afraid it will soon approach the manor as soon as it keeps moving forward.

However, even if the prime minister tried to persuade him, he seemed determined to stay and live with the country.

"You can go if you want. I'm sure I won't leave!"

She said so in good faith.

But at the same time, her son, his Royal Highness Prince, obviously did not have the courage to be as stubborn as his mother.

"Davidson, we have to go - the latest news has come from the front line. The fog has reached Birmingham, which has almost included half of the south! We can't run any longer."

"Yes! It's really time to stay away from here. Smart people won't try to be brave at this time," the old bishop nodded at his speech. "But... Your majesty... She shouldn't want you to leave?"

"Mother, she --"

When the prince said this, he turned his head and glanced at the door beside him. He knew that the prime minister was trying his best to persuade the queen at the moment, but he didn't think it would work.

As the son of the other party, the prince actually knows his mother's temper very well. At this time, she is determined not to leave her country and subjects alone.

After a moment of hesitation, the prince finally clenched his teeth secretly, then shook his head and said:

"The queen has the responsibility of the queen, and the prince also has the obligation of the prince - as this king, my mother will not and cannot leave; and as the next first successor, I must and must save my life!"

Truth is indeed this truth, but even so, when he said it himself, it still makes people feel very pale.

The reigning king can't be a deserter, so can the successor king be?

But the old bishop knew that this was his Highness the prince.

"Your Highness, you are right!" Davidson agreed immediately. "Now that McClain has disappeared, no one knows whether he is dead. In this case, no one will replace him to hinder halbo's action for a while - no one will survive if he stays any longer!"

As he was saying this, he suddenly glanced at one end of the corridor again. Over there, in the front hall of the manor, babre's "fool" is still waiting there every day.

Is there any chance that McLean will come back? Davidson is not sure about this, because he knows that the guy's strength is really terrible. Even Haier Bo may not be able to really kill him.

But he knew that babley's stupidity must be a meaningless move.

"Your Highness," he thought for a moment and frowned slightly, "shall we... Take him with us? He has been practicing every day these days and has really made great progress in strength. If your highness asks for orders, he should obey."

"Him?" the prince followed Davidson's eyes, then shook his head, "leave him to his mother! Even if he is forced to follow me, he won't do his best. I don't want disobedient people."

With that said, the prince immediately tilted his head slightly, and then he and Davidson left along the corridor one by one.

At about the same time, Maka on the island in the distant sea had just helped Harry move towards the first difficulty in controlling Gryffindor's sword.