That demon...... This time it didn't show up.

Neither the real demons, nor the demons whose bodies had been temporarily taken over by Helbo, did not run in front of Maca and chased after them as fiercely as the first two times. In the mist, there was only a dead silence.

By the way, the previous will that was actively connected through the curse necklace was abruptly interrupted on the way to Maka's arrival.

But fortunately, he had already roughly determined the source of that spiritual power before that, and when he got to the place, he only needed to look carefully, and he should soon be able to find the right place through the residual magic power fluctuations.

Only before that, the demon ...... Or maybe it was that Helbo never showed up, which made Maca feel very concerned.

After all, only enemies who are hiding in the shadows and waiting for an opportunity will be the biggest threat - especially if they are strong enough in their own right!

"And ......"

Maca stepped on the magic book and spried through the streets, secretly saying as she flew:

"Although the demons themselves have intelligence, judging from the previous encounters, they should not have the concept of 'ambush' and 'sneak attack'. Immediately after becoming aware of my presence, they will rush over and try to get rid of my so-called 'sin'...... In other words, at least for now, Helbo should be controlling the body? ”

In fact, Maca didn't even dare to guarantee that Helpo hadn't fully acquired the demon's body, because he was far from knowing the demon's mysteries personally.

Of course, those worries aside, it's nice not to have that guy to interfere with his trip. As a result, he never encountered any obstacles until he found the street and the house he was looking for.

"Click."

There seems to be no one in the house anymore...... At least Maca didn't sense the existence of a source of magic power outside, but the smell of blood made him frown.

With a soft sound, the door suddenly opened slowly, but it was followed by a bloody breath.

Soon he saw that the living room was in shambles, with snow-white walls splattered with blood and broken furniture everywhere.

Maca frowned and stepped into the living room, and in a blink of an eye she saw the great hole in the deepest part of the room, which seemed to be gone, if anyone was still alive.

But before he could observe the hole, a corpse that was still warm took his attention.

The man was apparently dead, and his entire body seemed to have turned into a rag bag, and he collapsed helplessly at the base of the wall next to him. The bloody hole in his chest looked more shocking than the man-high hole in the wall.

Maca found that it was a middle-aged man who was only forty years old at most - the original elaborate suit had been soaked with blood, and the white shirt in the vest had been completely dyed dark red.

Until then, it seemed that blood was still gushing out of the hole in his chest, and a pool of blood had accumulated on the floor beneath him.

Maca didn't look too much, because he knew very well that there was probably only one person in the city of London who could do such a punch through the chest.

As for the identity of the deceased...... It seems more important than this to find the people who are still alive first.

"The source of the previous will...... Is this it? ”

The remaining mana fluctuations in the living room were chaotic, but after a little judgment, Maca found the dining table on the other side of the kitchen.

It can be seen that the map is still spread on the table, but most of the trinkets that were originally placed on the map have been shaken to the ground. Even if it was far away from the place where the blood was splashed, there was still a little red on the map, telling the cruelty of the loss of a certain life.

And the next moment, Maca suddenly noticed that something seemed to be falling near the fallen chair at the dining table.

"Huh?"

With a wave of his hand, he lifted the chair suddenly, revealing the small doll lying quietly on the floor.

It was a very ordinary bear puppet, and it looked like its owner should have taken it very seriously, even though it had several stitches on its body, but it was still very clean.

Maca picked it up in her hand and looked at it, but found no valuable information on it, so she tucked it into her waist pocket.

"One person, two people...... And, of course, the one in the corner, most likely the third person who stayed behind to buy time for the other two to escape. ”

He tapped lightly on the map on the table, and his eyes swept over the bar with the bottles scattered and the corpses at the base of the wall, and then he strode over the various debris on the floor with his legs open and walked straight to the large hole in the deepest part of the living room.

He walked through the living room, through the garage on the other side of the hole, and then from the second hole on the other side of the garage to the backyard of the house.

The blood trail stretched from the living room to here, and then suddenly it became scarce. Judging from the few suddenly heavier footprints on the ground, it was probably from here that the pursuer instantly increased his speed.

The demon's speed Maca was clear, and he wasn't sure how many people in the world could survive such a terrible pursuit. As for relying solely on speed to get rid of the demon's pursuit, naturally let alone it.

At least Maca can't, and Helpo himself obviously can't.

"But...... It seems that at least it was not caught up at the beginning? ”

Maka stood on the side of the street and looked towards the end of the street, but all she could see was one tread after another evenly distributed on the pavement, continuing into the distance.

This time he did not waste any more time, and saw him run out of the magic book as fast as he could, and stepped on it. In the next second, he slammed out, and in a short time, he disappeared into a corner in the distance.

It's just that although Maca left this house, the events in this house are far from over. Shortly after Maca trailed her, a strange source of magic appeared out of thin air in the living room, and then beat silently like a heart.

At the same time, some unknown sound came faintly from inside, and I don't know what kind of friction it was.

In this way, about ten minutes passed, and a figure suddenly walked out of the house where there should be no more living people, and slowly came to the center of the backyard.

Wasn't that the corpse that Maca had personally judged to be absolutely hopeless? Just by looking at the incomparably dazzling and unforgettable bloody hole, one can easily tell who it is.

But why did he suddenly ...... "live"?

m.