Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2216: Deadwind Express

Ron didn't want to be taken to London so soon to see the Lord of the Living Dead, and it just so happened that these high-ranking living dead were also not very eager. Except for no rest, and the surrounding army of corpses is always smelly, this initial itinerary really has some taste of walking and outing.

Speaking of which, including Ron, the group of friends led by Hermione has actually not taken a good look at the sights of the British land for a long time.

It’s not that I didn’t look at it, but I didn’t look it "good"—when the living corpses occupied most of the southern half of the UK, this area seemed to change little by little whether it was a city or a wilderness. It became cold and barren.

Oh, this may be to blame for the original gray fog, which is now the lead gray clouds covering the earth, but it is always with the living corpse, with the demon summoning technique, and even with the despicable Haier wave. It doesn't matter.

As the nightmare fell on this land, as some residents hurriedly evacuated under Maca’s foresight, as the human remains were transformed into living corpses, the remaining residents were slaughtered, and the residents’ corpses were transformed into more Living corpses... Nowadays, corpses in the true sense are actually rare. Only the gradually withering trees and various ruins can utter a silent mourn against a bleak background.

In this environment, even if he is really walking or outing, Ron can hardly ease his mood. On the contrary, after facing these scenes more and more squarely, sighs will come out.

"Percy's real wish, I don't know when it will be completed for him."

This sentence was fleeting in Ron's mind, but it was like a bitter spring that washed away his head with a mess of thoughts.

"Forget it, I still think about how I can survive! I just have so little ability, so... I only dare to ask for so much."

After looking at the grayish-yellow scenery outside the team for the last time, Ron lowered his head after all. He would rather look at his shoe uppers stained with dust and dry mud more than look at the eye-catching desolation.

"If I don't have the strength to leave, these guys shouldn't throw me on the side of the road and wait for death, right?"

Ron wondered somewhat boredly about this new question that didn't make much sense-at least this kind of question didn't require a brain to think about, so that the mind that always thinks too much can take a break.

Although, such a journey is too boring after all.

However, the world is always impermanent, which makes the world have been miraculously undergoing large and small changes, rather than being so boring and difficult to handle every day.

"Dead wind, how is your injury? I sensed that a demon is approaching here from the north. At this speed, I must encounter it."

While Ron was hanging his head and following the army of living corpses, the sister who devoured the twins finally spoke again abruptly. It's just what she said, but she couldn't help making no matter whether it was her companion Dead Wind or Ron, the hostage, their expressions suddenly stunned.

The devil is their common enemy-at least as far as the current situation is concerned, it should be so right.

"Is it ‘arrogant’?"

Death Wind asked, turning his head to the north with great vigilance.

Although he can't perceive the existence of the devil or even the approximate position within a certain distance like Gemini, once the opponent is close, he will definitely participate in the battle with the current combat power. Even depending on the status of the devil, he is very likely to be the main force in the battle... even if his previous injuries have not fully recovered.

As for the option of "escape and avoid war", they hadn't considered it from the beginning. Because even if the army of living corpses that had just been recaptured by them had already lost a lot when attacking the stronghold of human wizards, the scale was still too large, and it was absolutely impossible for them to abandon these mission goals.

Going back empty-handed, the master will never allow it. Like them, living corpses who rely on their masters to own themselves, they would rather return to the corpse than to fail the master's expectations.

What's more, if these "dirty and low-level" likes in front of them can safely reach London and go to their masters, it will inevitably increase their corpse clan with more companions with wisdom and self.

When I thought of this, the heart of Death Wind, which should have been cold, seemed to be beating again, causing an almost fanatical light to flash in his dark eyes.

"In which direction, you point it out and I will stop it!"

Suddenly, Death Wind wanted to leave the team on an impulse, but the long-haired girl-like companion stretched out his white but dry and chapped little hand to grab the old robe.

"It's really'arrogant', but this time you don't go, give it to us! The master gave my brother and me stronger power than before, just to use it when performing tasks for the master ...Steel Arm, you can lead these low-level kinsmen to run! As for this human being, the dead wind will be handed over to you-it is better to bring him to the master as soon as possible! If the two tasks are done separately, then count The devil rushed to the side of the team, and he could complete at least one of them... This human, just be careful not to toss to death."

"This—"

Death Wind heard her say that, it seemed a bit reluctant, because he actually wanted to fight the **** demon even more.

However ~IndoMTL.com~ Except for the second task that he is responsible for, he still has to listen to the other party on this trip-this is the order of the master, he dare not and cannot resist.

So after hesitating, he nodded quickly after all.

"Humans... call Weasley, right? We have to go!" The dead wind suddenly raised his hand, and a stream of air suddenly rose out of thin air, wrapping Ron's whole person up, "Next you may be Not very comfortable! But rest assured, as long as you are in front of the master, you may not die even if you want to die!"

Before the words fell, an inexplicable black thread suddenly appeared in the air currents around Ron. He felt an extremely strong dizziness and pain that seemed to originate from the depths of the soul. Immediately, he realized that his whole person had already flown into the air with the dead wind.

"You probably also discovered that I am actually not very good at flying with living creatures."

In mid-air, the dead wind patted Ron on the shoulder, and then the hurricane mixed with strands of black silk accelerated again, bringing both of them into the eastern sky. Soon it shrank into a black spot in the sight of Steel Arm and Gemini and went away.

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