Chapter 2212

Arrogance finally left.

Perhaps it feels that since humans have run away, it has no reason to entangle with these non-human guys in front of it - although the specific reason is not clear, the goal that the devil wants to eliminate seems to be just humans.

As for the battle with these high-level corpses, it was just forced by the latter.

So when Sarah saw that it had chosen the north, not the southeast side where Hermione had retreated. She thought for a moment and simply reopened the alchemy barrier without any further obstruction.

"It's gone."

Sarah looked at the long haired girl in the twin corpses, helped the injured short haired boy to one side, sat down and rested a little, and whispered.

"Is it...?"

It can be seen that the Gemini don't seem to want to talk to her very much. Just now, if Sarah hadn't stepped in to help, the devil "arrogance" might not have retreated so soon, and even they might have been killed by the guy.

The gap between the devil and the living corpse is still a little big after all.

"In short... Thank you. The host said that if you get help, you should say 'thank you'."

Even if there was no gratitude in the tone, the girl with long hair said so. Sarah picked her eyebrows when she heard the speech.

"Did you just say -- 'master'?" she asked casually.

However, this time, the other party did not respond again, as if the "thank you" just now was just a routine, that's all.

Moreover, it seems that there are other more important things to do.

At present, in fact, the stronghold has been crowded with corpses pouring in. If both sides had not made them instinctively afraid to approach, where would there be this small open space.

Just then, after holding her brother aside and sitting down, Sarah saw the long haired girl's corpse, suddenly took out a roll of parchment from her arms, and then suddenly unfolded it.

At that moment, even Sarah could feel that a strange soul wave suddenly spread and swept away from the parchment.

For a moment, all the noisy army of living corpses were quiet, and their heads dropped one after another towards the parchment.

Then Sarah saw the girl's corpse raise the parchment.

He didn't open his mouth, but Sarah knew that he must have said something - something she had communicated with the living corpses in front of her in a way she couldn't hear.

After a moment, the girl rolled up the parchment again and gently pointed to the East with her index finger. Suddenly, the whole army of corpses turned around one after another and began to walk back in clusters in the direction she pointed out.

Seeing the girl's corpse, she turned back and walked to the boy with short hair. It seemed that she wanted to lift each other up and leave together. Sarah, who was quietly watching all this development, finally spoke again.

"Did you come to fight with the devil to save these companions controlled by it from its hands?"

By now, the answers to some questions have become very clear - even Sarah's sentence is not a question. In addition, she feels that the other party probably won't answer, so it's more like talking to herself.

That's right! A total of five high-level corpses came for this army of corpses controlled by the "arrogant" will.

So it seems that demons and corpses can't be regarded as a group at all!

This may be a very important discovery. Sarah is ready to tell Hermione and them this rather valuable information.

However, Sarah did not expect that when the short haired boy in the Gemini heard her words, she couldn't help glancing at her and retorted:

"'save your companions'? Hum... We just came to recapture the 'things' belonging to the master for the master."

"Shut up! The master didn't let us talk to others."

The girl looked at the corpse, then turned her head and looked at Sarah. Then they didn't speak again, and silently followed the corpse army slowly away.

Sarah tilted her head and watched their backs gradually blend into the group of living corpses. The expression on her face was a little subtle. She stood in the middle of her group of alchemy dolls and thought for a while. Then she shook her head and turned and left towards the southeast retreat route set by Hermione in advance.

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The destruction of the stronghold, the withdrawal of the wizard Resistance Army, the battle between the corpse and the devil, and the new information obtained by Sarah - all these developments seem to have an invisible silk thread connected in series, which makes the future trend slightly tortuous, but unexpectedly dangerous.

However, even wisdom such as royna Ravenclaw will make mistakes. Some accidents are really just accidents, but they can inadvertently make many variables in the future.

For example, Ron now.

He hid in the small tent before the protective barrier was broken by "arrogance" and didn't dare to come out from beginning to end.

While listening to the messy voice outside, he was more and more confused, and all he could do was wait.

During this period, Ron actually didn't want to go out, but he himself had become difficult to move. Even if he went out, it would only cause trouble to Hermione and them who should be retreating as planned. Rather than so, it's better to shrink in the tent and let it be.

"I knew. I should have put a bottle of Fuling on my body before."

In a daze, while thinking so, he continued to stab himself with a dagger from time to time, but the refreshing effect of pain has become worse and worse.

"Ah... It seems to poke a bone."

This was Ron's last thought before he fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took. Even in a coma, his dreams are chaotic and uneasy. Sometimes he would see himself stabbing a dagger into Hermione's throat, and sometimes he would see blood gushing from Ginny's chest. Then the picture suddenly turned, and Harry cut himself in half with Gryffindor's sword.

But it happened that he didn't seem afraid in his heart. He was just very sad, but he felt a trace of relief with tears.

Finally, Ron woke up - he hurriedly propped up his upper body, looked left and right, found himself still lying in the tent, and plopped back to the heavily carpeted ground.

"It's useless! Even dreaming is only weak."

It seems quiet outside the tent. Hermione, have they left? Did the army of corpses and Demons leave, too?

Why are you still alive?