The gray-white skin looked lifeless, and the messy and withered hair was scattered randomly, which matched the tattered clothes on it. It looked like a battered scavenger.
However, at this moment, no one would really treat it as a scavenger.
This is not only because of the dark blue veins that appear on half of its face, but also because its whole body is currently being enveloped by an air current mixed with black matter. It is as stable as Mr. Blois and Safina. Hanging steadily in mid-air.
This is a high-level living corpse, and its strength is extraordinary. You can feel the threat it brings just by looking at it. Not to mention, its sneak attack just now almost caused Mr. Blois to suffer a big loss.
But... yes, Delphi clearly remembers it!
"Did it follow me here?"
Not far away, Delphi, who had just discovered this guy for Blois, could not help but murmur to himself at this time.
"Originally, it was guarding the territory outside London. It was true that I had left midway at that time, but not even one of these high-level zombies left the territory and came out to chase me. So now... this guy will come here. Bian, I must have received some orders."
Such speculations and thoughts quietly passed through Delphi's mind in the blink of an eye. At the same time, Blois, who was staring at the opponent across the rain, was also secretly on guard.
It may be that the living corpse also realized that the opponent in front of him was also a threat to him, so that after a failed sneak attack, he never made a second move.
Under the rain curtain, the atmosphere gradually became more and more tense.
Obviously, this confrontation is not actually beneficial to Blois. Although these high-level living zombies seem to have developed self-awareness and a certain degree of wisdom, they have no such thing as "emotions" after all, so how can they be affected by such inexplicable things as "atmosphere".
It was probably just because Delphi, a powerful wizard, was watching not far away that he didn't take action easily.
But who would have thought that at this moment, a whistling wind suddenly came from the west in the rain curtain, and a sword still shone with bright silver light in the dark rain... Harry just raised the sword and headed towards The high-level zombie who controlled the strong wind rushed over from behind.
Gryffindor's sword was undoubtedly sharp, and Harry had already increased the speed of the broom under him to the limit, splitting countless raindrops as it struck.
This time, the high-level zombie could no longer keep silent and continue the stalemate with Blois. It seemed that it had already noticed Harry's rapid approach, and suddenly a wave of air swept over its body, wrapping it and immediately running to the side.
"call-"
At that moment, Harry, who was sprinting over at high speed as he watched the enemy quickly move away, could not turn around immediately, so he could only lean forward and swing the sword with all his strength. It's a pity that he didn't stab the opponent after all, and only flew past the guy's original location.
"Mr. Blois, this enemy is entrusted to you and Harry... I will guard it to prevent it from having other companions."
There were quite a few high-level zombies encountered outside London at that time, and now that this guy is here, there might be more. Since Harry had already rushed over on his own initiative, Delphi decided to conserve his strength and wait and see.
"good."
Blois did not reject her decision—although he was never too enthusiastic about the battle in front of him, he was not overly negative.
What's more, isn't there a Harry Potter coming? Now this boy's fighting ability is no worse than him.
With this thought in mind, Blois suddenly stepped back, and suddenly waved the wand in his hand towards the high-level living corpse. The next moment, the flaming flying dragon that was spitting flames not far away turned its head, then flapped its wings and rushed towards the high-level living corpse wrapped in the black wind.
On the other side, Harry, who had just dodged the sprint, was pulling the broom handle and trying to turn as quickly as possible.
He didn't have time to use the obstacle spell to block the rain at this moment. He could only endure the rushing wind and rain while regaining speed. The originally continuous drizzle was also affected by his own speed, but he could only open his eyes as wide as possible and charge towards the enemy again with the Sword of Gryffindor.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the thorn, causing Harry's ears to rumble, and his flight path also deviated.
Harry pulled the broom handle and tried to maintain his direction, while looking forward - on the "dead face" of the high-level zombie, a pair of extremely deep eyes stared directly at him, making him immediately feel There's a hint of danger.
Instinct told Harry that it was best not to forcefully approach the other party at this time.
This thought flashed through Harry's mind, but he did not dare to ignore this instinctive warning sign easily. To be honest, the sudden strong wind at this time was not strong enough for Harry to rush over, but he still frowned, decisively parted with the broom handle, and suddenly went around.
"Mr. Blois, be careful...it seems to be about to attack."
In fact, when it comes to the combat power of high-level zombies, they shouldn't be so nervous. However, this guy's strength was obviously much stronger than the high-level zombies they had fought against before. Even if it is definitely not comparable to the devil, it is enough for everyone to treat with caution.
After all, you must know that they only have one life, if they lose it, it is gone!
Of course Blois had heard Harry's reminder, but he had no intention of fighting the opponent at close range - it wasn't that he couldn't, but it was obviously not a fighting method he was good at.
And almost at the moment Harry chose to avoid the attack, Blois's flame dragon had already rushed over from the side and rear of the high-level living corpse at an extremely fast speed.
"Roar-"
With a roar, a blazing flame spurted out from the flying dragon's mouth and swept diagonally towards the figure in the black wind.
But it was at this moment that Harry's bad premonition finally became a reality.
In just an instant, the black whirlwind around the high-level living corpse suddenly surged, and a large number of wind blades that had been used to attack Blois silently flew out, like meat grinders. It swept away from all directions.
The dragon's breath breathed out by the flaming flying dragon was quickly strangled in the blink of an eye, and immediately afterwards, even the flaming flying dragon itself was swept in by the black storm. Even Blois was caught off guard by this sudden change, and there was no time for his summons to escape.