"Maka, the transfer camp in the easternmost part of the city has been completely removed. There are also mobile evacuation teams in the field areas on the way to confirm whether there are any omissions, including the town of Faversham, which has entered the final stage. Do a rough calculation. With enough time, we should be able to complete the evacuation before sunset!"
"Oh, that's good news..."
At the moment, the fog that has drifted all the way from London has enveloped most of Sittingbourne.
Although we have experienced resistance from several cities along the way, we still can't help but feel sad every time we see a series of tragic scenes such as houses collapsing, buildings collapsing, and roads cracked.
Yes, including Maka, she felt the same way at the moment.
Therefore, when Kingsley's report came from behind him, although he was very happy, he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.
Now, those living corpses that have been resurrected repeatedly from the fog have actually gradually slowed down their growth rate. Moreover, with the joint efforts of Maca and the evacuation troops, their number has been effectively reduced.
Although Maka was quite tired at this time and even moved much slower, his long struggle today was obviously valuable.
"boom-"
When a giant zombie punched down, although Maka was a little slow, she still dodged it accurately, and went directly under the opponent without retreating.
After he let the ice edges in his hands smoothly slide across the ankles on both sides, he ran away again and retreated to Kingsley and the others.
Seeing the giant living corpse fall to the ground heavily, causing the ground under their feet to tremble slightly, and also overwhelming a group of living corpses, Maka took advantage of the opportunity when the living corpses behind were blocked and breathed a sigh of relief. .
At present, he no longer completely strangles and buries giant living corpses formed by the aggregation of large piles of living corpses. Even if they only temporarily block the road after falling down on the road, they can effectively block enemies other than flying zombies to a greater or lesser extent.
And just when Maka took a break as usual and Harry came on stage to eliminate the few missing living corpses one by one... Suddenly, an Auror responsible for confirming the route from behind passed through the team that blocked the road and hurried to the Come ahead.
"Minister, we caught a boy peeping out in the woods behind. I asked him and he said he wanted to see Mr. McClain."
"Looking for me?" Maka heard this and said while wiping the sweat on her forehead, "Who is it? 'The boy who pokes his head out'... could it be Ron?"
But when the Auror heard this, he immediately shook his head.
"We still know the Weasley children—"
"Who else could it be?" Maka shrugged and said, "Anyway... Although I'm quite busy at the moment, if you want to see me, let him see me! Bring him here!"
"OK."
The Auror responded, turned around and trotted away for a moment, and then came over with a boy who looked about the same age as Ron and the others.
"Here, Minister, Mr. MacLean, it's him!"
The Auror pushed the boy forward slightly, then stood aside and stopped talking. Even the kid's turned head and glare seemed to be ignored as if he didn't see it.
Yes, it was obvious that this boy who suddenly came to the front line to resist the zombies alone was none other than Gary, the grandson of the dark wizard who sneaked over from Faversham Town.
At this time, although he was very annoyed with the Auror who pushed him casually. But when I thought that I was really being sent to the "legendary McClain" now, I still didn't dare to get angry easily.
Gary suddenly turned around again, looked back and forth between Maka and Kingsley, and then his eyes were involuntarily attracted to Harry who was holding the Sword of Gryffindor and killing the enemy heroically in front of him. past.
"That's...Maka McClain?"
To be honest, because Maka would hardly be stained with the blood of living corpses during the battle, even though the battle lasted for a long time, there was only some dust on her body. Harry, on the other hand, could not move as fast as Macana and could only fight at close range with living corpses, so his whole body was almost covered in blood.
In addition, Harry has indeed grown up during this time, and his skills in using swords have become much more proficient. From the perspective of others, he can indeed be called gorgeous.
No wonder the kid looked back and forth a few times and quickly mistook Harry for Maka.
"Okay, let's talk quickly! What are you doing here?" Kingsley saw that Maka seemed too lazy to point out that this kid had recognized the wrong person, so he simply skipped the step and asked directly, "It's very dangerous here. , this is not a place where you can just come and mess around!"
However, Gary ignored Kingsley's admonishment and immediately waved his hand and said:
"Don't be nagging! Didn't that guy make it clear just now? I'm here to see McClain! I have something to talk to him about, and I can only talk to him!"
"you-"
In the final analysis, the dark wizard family Hermione met in Faversham Town could only be regarded as a trivial matter before such a disaster, and there was no need to even report on all aspects. After that, Hermione only summarized the situation of the wizard residents and sent a slightly annotated written report to Spiral Town.
Therefore, it is impossible for Kingsley and Maka to know what happened to this kid before.
Seeing that the other party didn't buy Kingsley's blame, Maka waved her hand at Kingsley, who still wanted to teach him a few words, then looked at the other party and said casually:
"I said, don't you usually read newspapers? I am the Maka McClain you are looking for... Just say what you want to say to me! Don't waste time."
But after hearing Maka announce her identity, this kid glared at him instead.
"Just you?" Gary frowned and shouted loudly, "Do you think I'm blind or a fool? That-that's Maka McClain! As for you..."
As he was talking, Harry, who was fighting with a sword in front of him, suddenly slipped. Although he immediately adjusted his center of gravity, a small zombie took the opportunity to rush behind him.
Seeing the living corpse suddenly grabbing Harry's arm, he opened his mouth and was about to bite his neck.
Although Maka is talking here, she is always aware of the changes in the field. At that moment, he threw the ice edge backhand without looking back, piercing the head of the small living corpse like lightning, and grazed Harry's shoulder and flew in unabated. Among the living corpses.
Accompanied by a series of "clicking" freezing sounds, the living corpses in that straight line all turned into ice sculptures, falling to the ground with inertia and falling into white pieces.
"I wasted an ice edge by just talking to you..." Maka waved her hand, then said nothing more to the boy and turned back to the battlefield.
"Harry, please change! You can come back."