Chapter 2410

In fact, it's not just the living corpses. It's obviously strange that John doesn't see even a human in this frozen city that has obviously begun to be reopened. After all, before he came in, he clearly heard a series of names from Blackton, such as "Weasley", "Lovegood" and "longbarton".

These surnames are actually no stranger to John. In the recent period when the powerful young wizard named "Marca McLean" suddenly disappeared, many young girls who used to accompany him are gradually becoming famous and known to the world.

To be honest, John himself didn't actually meet these young people, so he really didn't know them. However, under the thick pile of information, the outline of young people whose names are gradually not small has already become slowly clear in his chest.

About half a month ago, the workshop also received the news that the group of young wizards returned to their hometown and fought bravely to regain their hometown. Although the information is obviously incomplete in content, and there are still a lot of ambiguity and vacancies that are of great concern, the strength of these young people and their vision for the coming future are already very clear.

So, to tell the truth, when John heard the surnames from that Blackton, he was not much surprised and surprised.

What puzzled him was now.

"Sir, elder sister should be waiting for us there. Let's go!"

Follow the girl behind the white night all the way through the ice tunnel. When he finally stepped out and came to the once Royal Square, the girl suddenly pointed her little hand to a door on the side of the main hall.

But at this moment, John has been surprised by the appearance of the once famous square.

Although it can never be seen in the direction, the "root" has more than half of the giant icicle as thick as the city of London. It seems that it has been severely "bitten" from here, and there is a huge deformity. Standing at a corner of the square, I looked up to the north. The gloomy sky that had been gradually familiar in recent days was finally seen again inside the frozen city.

I heard it was left by a battle? The closer you look at it, the more you can realize the powerlessness and fear derived from the huge strength difference under this big hand!

"Is there such a big gap between ancient magic and modern magic?" John raised his head and stood at the corner of the gap in the center of the icicle. He couldn't help muttering. He didn't even hear the urging of the white night.

Just soon, another voice suddenly sounded in my ear, and immediately pulled John, who was almost confused, back to reality.

"There is a gap," the voice said casually, "but I think it is not magic, but people who are studying and using magic."

"Ah?"

Suddenly, John, who felt a burst of scalp numbness, subconsciously moved two steps aside, quite stunned, turned his head and looked at his side, where the voice came from. Then, seeing the actual appearance of the other party, he was surprised to retreat a few steps again, and even felt at a loss for a time.

"Don't worry, I'm not the enemy - at least I obviously won't do anything to you."

The black figure was saying, and John had not had time to digest, but he heard the girl whispering in surprise:

"Master! There you are!"

"Well, I'm free for a while... How about going out for a walk?" the other party looked at the girl who came to her with light hands and feet, stretched out his hand, gently touched her head and said lazily.

When the girl chatted with each other, John looked at the tall "man" who was obviously not human? The muscles all over the body tightened involuntarily.

No matter how gentle and approachable the dialogue between the other party and the girl in the white night is, John is afraid to put down his already high heart because of his "ferocious" posture and just haunting way of talking.

You know, one of John's best abilities is the perception of breath - similar to those naturally easy-looking mags, this is his natural talent, which has prevented him from dying countless times in danger so far. This time, when I set foot in the disaster area of the enemy occupied Britain, I met all the living corpses and high-level living corpses along the way.

Until, this very dangerous guy suddenly appeared beside him and casually talked with him.

"... well, let's go! Tell her to prepare more 'ice cream' made by Miss Hannah Abbott for the last dinner tonight! This human gentleman seems to be a friend from North America and should be treated well."

"OK, master, I'll go."

Xiaobaiye was very happy, but still some carefully waved to the tall figure, and then turned around and trotted all the way to the side hall.

"Are you still worried? Now that it's all here, I think Sir might as well put aside those obviously unnecessary worries for the time being! HMM... what do you think?"

As the other party turned again as he spoke, John saw the full ferocious face again. In the face of such an object who seemed to be emitting a deadly smell of danger, it was hard for John to imagine how he should relax according to what the other party said.

Although what the other party said is really reasonable.

"I'm sorry, it's just --" John sipped his pale lips, suddenly clenched his teeth, and then said, "excuse me, your excellency is that... The famous ancient black wizard, Mr. halbo?"

"Well?"

From that inhuman face and those scarlet eyes, John could not see whether there was a so-called "expression", but at this moment, he could probably feel that the other party seemed to show a trace of interesting smile.

"Well, no wonder, if I were the 'despicable Haier Bo'... Everything you saw all the way here seems very reasonable." the other party looked at John and looked at him and said, "but unfortunately, you guessed wrong."

"Uh... Really?"

John paused for a moment, not knowing what to answer.

In fact, he was not sure whether the other party was the revived ancient black wizard. But if you guessed right, it would be more or less beneficial to him and the task entrusted by the workshop.

In other words, he actually hopes that the other party is Haier Bo, which is dangerous but more practical.

However, if the Lord of the corpse was not halbo, who would it be?

John's heart, more and more bottomless.