In people's hearts, fear and fear often go hand in hand.
When John was in this disaster area, of course he couldn't help but think about everything he heard and saw, and then perhaps unconsciously connected the shock of that scene with the worst possibility in his heart. Together.
For example, the group of living corpses that nearly destroyed their entire team before, combined with the information previously obtained from the workshop, at least John felt that it was probably the work of the ancient dark wizard "Despicable Herbo";
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And for example, the sky-reaching icicle in the distance is simply beyond human power... Apart from Haierbo, who possesses powerful ancient magic, who else can be so "rampant" in this disasterous land
That young British powerhouse—Maka McClain? Although judging from a series of intelligence records, the opponent was indeed very powerful, but the young man was still defeated by Haierbo, and could not even defend his own country and his hometown. Today, there is less and less news about McClain. I am afraid that the end of the world is over, right
After comprehensively sorting out a large amount of intelligence information recently obtained, John's view of the current overall situation in Europe is relatively consistent with the conclusion of the workshop management - in the face of this unprecedented disaster, it is extremely difficult to try to face the enemy head-on. Unwisely, Britain and the overthrow of Hogwarts have proven everything.
Now, when John saw with his own eyes the huge icicle that seemed to split the sky in half in the direction of London in the past, he became even more convinced that his judgment was correct.
Yes, if that is also the "masterpiece" of the dark wizard Helbo... a lot of things will make sense. At the same time, this will further prove that the workshop and the trip I planned are correct.
However.
"...'Herbo'? Who is that? The master said that he has no name."
"Not Haierbo?"
Unexpectedly, after just a lot of inferences and deliberation in his mind, John had even begun to make plans for the next meeting with Haierbo, but in the end he didn't even guess this major premise correctly.
However, just when he wanted to continue to ask more clearly, the girl in front suddenly turned around and said:
"Let's go! It's dawn, it's time to hurry up and get on our way."
…
Even if we are at a distance where we can see the icicles from a distance, reaching London is still not something that can be accomplished in a short time. After that, John followed the girl for a long time, and it wasn't until another early morning that he finally officially entered the outer suburbs of London.
And this was because the girl didn't give John any more time to rest when night fell last night, so the two of them had to drive all night to get the result.
It was precisely because of the girl's persistence that John vaguely discovered that the girl seemed to be more eager to "go to London" than he was.
Yes, from the beginning, John never asked the other party to take him to London. This was the girl's initiative to take him here, wasn't it
But soon, John discovered that he no longer had the time to think about these small things.
"Bai Ye... Miss, what are those... going on? Is it okay if we go this way?"
Nothing happened along the way to this point. It was so peaceful and smooth that it seemed like a hike with a slightly special environment. Although John felt uneasy about this, he was also quite happy. At least his life was not in danger for the time being.
But now, when the journey finally arrived near the eastern suburbs of London, he gradually discovered that some unknown figures seemed to be gradually appearing in the distant dead trees, among the ruins of houses, and in some of the remaining desolate buildings.
He was sure that those were definitely not human beings!
Occasionally, in the second-floor window of an abandoned apartment building, he even saw a terrifying face with a distorted and gray face, more than half of which was wrapped in some unknown substance that looked like sarcoma. If you look closely, you can even find that the unknown "sarcoma" is beating slightly like a heart - that is definitely not what a normal human being can have.
Coupled with the huge icicle in front of him, everything was so strange that John was filled with doubt and vigilance.
"'Those'? Oh, are you talking about my people who live in this area? Don't worry, this place is governed by the 'Bloodbeards', and they will not harm you."
Before the girl finished speaking, John's footsteps were followed by a pause, and his whole body froze suddenly.
Tribe? I must have heard it correctly, right? Did she just say... "my people"
"What's wrong?"
The girl walked forward for a few steps along the cracked street in the town, then suddenly turned her head and glanced at John, who was frozen in place and stopped in his tracks.
"No... no, it's okay... keep walking!"
John, who had already walked all the way with the determination to die, still felt an inexplicable regret in his heart at this time - following the other party to London, this decision cannot be said to be a mistake, but maybe it is still a bit reckless after all.
But now, besides moving forward, does he have any choice
Fortunately, John found that although the girl had obviously noticed something strange about him, she didn't care. Seeing what he said, the girl's head in the hood nodded slightly, then turned around and continued walking forward.
John stopped talking, just took a deep breath, and then silently raised his legs to follow.
There were sights in all directions - he seemed to be able to feel it clearly, even like a ray of light on his back. But even though his scalp was numb, there was no pause in his footsteps.
He was, after all, John Stewart, one of the best wizards of the Stewart family and the Stonemasons' Workshop generation. No matter how great the pressure is, he believes that with his optimism and perseverance, he will be able to get through it.
And, at least so far, there hasn't been any real crisis, right
Step after step, John followed the girl's footsteps rather like walking on thin ice, running straight through a large area of suburban towns along this dilapidated street covered with withered grass. In his eyes, this prosperous Muggle neighborhood in the past was no longer much different from an evil lair inhabited by powerful dark magical creatures.
And the real Old City of London ahead, today's City of Icicles... is almost indistinguishable from hell on earth.
Now, the entrance to "hell" has arrived.
"Bai Ye? Is the gentleman behind you the 'guest' that the master asked you to invite?"
Suddenly, John heard a harsh and unpleasant sound coming from the front, which suddenly attracted his attention that was involuntarily spread to the surroundings and behind him.