If the loud noise that Norman heard at the beginning was just the wall being knocked down, then the roar that he suddenly heard when he was about to step onto the main road was enough to blow the entire mansion into the sky. to the extent.
"Boom—"
The moment he was about to step out of the alley, a rumbling sound spread from the family side, and he was so startled that he suddenly retracted his steps and shrank into the shadows.
Then, even people like him who were hiding in the alley raised their heads and saw that through the heavy fog, a flash of fire shot straight into the sky.
This was probably the first time since his birth that he had seen the "top" of the underground black market. On the flat roof, blazing flames and large sheets of black smoke could not be completely covered by the gray fog, and the red patch above could be seen in the distance.
"Roar-"
Perhaps the huge movement also startled the living corpses on the street outside. After seeing the light of the fire, they seemed to be crazy and mad. Contrary to their sluggish state just now, they spread their legs and ran straight towards the family mansion. The speed was surprisingly fast!
At least Norman guessed this right. These guys who can't even walk without being disturbed are definitely not as easy to deal with as they seem on the surface.
"Fortunately, if it hadn't been for this explosion, just now-"
He was just about to rejoice when suddenly he looked back at the flickering firelight and froze on the spot.
"No, can this really be considered lucky?"
Sometimes, a certain thing may be called "lucky" for one person, but it is called "unfortunate" for another person or even a group of people.
Yes, after all the living corpses on the street outside leave, he can go to the Darkling Pavilion hall and leave this ghost place relatively safely. But the price for his safe escape was paid for by the lives of his entire family.
Thinking of this, the initial joy in Norman's heart was immediately melted away by the cruel reality.
"well-"
Norman obviously doesn't like his family very much, just like he doesn't like the two nephews in the suitcase. That family was filled with intrigue and profit-seeking from beginning to end, and there was no trace of humanity at all.
But now, he found that he still couldn't hate it at all, let alone accept this tragic destruction calmly.
In particular, the old head of the Werther family, his old father, remained absolutely rational until the end and chose to let his youngest son, whom he usually didn't like very much, live.
The kind of thinking that completely ignores human relationships and only considers the continuation of the family was what Norman hated most in the past, but now it has become the only reason for his survival.
Is there anything in the world that makes him feel more depressed than this
"… Just because you and your daughter Charlotte have a relationship with that MacLean, they are most likely to continue the bloodline of my Werther family! That's why I chose you instead of your two more capable ones. Brother!"
These words began to echo in his head again, which immediately made him feel particularly painful.
Because the person who said this is probably dead now.
"All gone?"
In a daze, Norman, who was hiding in the shadows, suddenly noticed that the sound of running outside was gradually fading away. This finally brought him back to his senses, and he quietly looked at the street for a few times.
Indeed, there is no "person" left!
There was no time for him to hesitate anymore. The moment his old father fell, Haierbo would leave. Regardless of whether the other party knew that he had escaped with his two children, he had to escape as soon as possible.
The next second, Norman rushed onto the now empty street, turned a corner and ran straight to the gate of Darkling Pavilion.
It was worth taking such a detour before. Now, he quickly broke into the deserted Darkling Pavilion hall, then opened the passage without stopping and left the underground black market.
…
London is neither too small nor too big. If you choose to fly non-stop with the help of a broomstick, you will be able to escape beyond the fog in no time.
But now, how can Norman dare to fly into the sky? Isn't that equivalent to blatantly provoking Haierbo
However, walking on the street is obviously not an easy task. Because Norman discovered that since then, there seemed to be more and more living dead walking quietly in the fog.
What's more important is that the living corpses in this urban area are not as purposeful as those "similar people" in the underground black market. Without Haierbo's clear guidance, they just wander around aimlessly, making it impossible to figure out their route.
Sometimes they move forward fine, but who knows that they will turn back the next moment, let alone those who just keep spinning around the same place and never leave.
Norman carefully avoided the situation along the way. As soon as he realized something was wrong, he hid in his suitcase to avoid the limelight, but he was almost discovered by those guys several times.
Half an hour passed and he didn't encounter Haierbo, but the danger was not small at all.
Until... He saw a familiar figure among the living corpses.
"Elena?"
That was his eldest brother's wife, and she was also the mother of the older nephew in the box. When he saw that familiar, incomplete face, Norman's stomach churned, and he almost couldn't help but vomit.
Although he had become accustomed to those cruel-looking living corpses in the past half hour or so, the feeling was still extremely unpleasant when he saw familiar people.
Even though, he has always been a little tired of this usually sarcastic sister-in-law.
Norman looked away, closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and wanted to leave from here. But who would have expected that just seeing an acquaintance turned into a living corpse would not be the most terrifying accident he has ever encountered!
Because he was so excited at the moment, he didn't even notice that the back of the suitcase in his hand had been opened with a gap from the inside. And in the gap, a pair of raised eyes were peeking out in a blink of an eye.
And the moment he turned around and walked away gently...
"Mother!"
It was not only Norman who was suddenly stunned, but also the female living corpse behind him who was no longer Elena!
"Roar-"
Along with a shrill roar, Norman immediately heard a burst of rapid and messy footsteps behind him, which forced him to start running forward without looking back.
"There are many obstacles!"
As he ran, he threw a barrier spell behind him, but he had no time to complain about the children peeking outside. Because he understood that the other party's roar would most likely cause a chain reaction in this neighborhood, thus attracting hordes of enemies.
By that time, he couldn't run away even if he wanted to.
And the most critical part is-
"... Never... Never disturb Haierbo!"