Helbo used to crave sunshine too.

However, when a person has been buried in the ground and in the company of darkness for thousands of years, there are many things that one will slowly get used to without realizing it.

Now he even hates the bright sun.

So he loved the gray mist right now—the mist that had been conceived from a large number of mutilated souls not only to create living corpses for him, but also to filter out most of the annoying sunlight in the sky. Even on a clear day, it looks like a dark cloud, and it's comfortably gloomy.

"Ho ......"

Suddenly, a passing living corpse, presumably squeezed by the other companions, staggered towards Helbo. However, Helmo apparently didn't pay much attention to it, just grabbed and twisted the neck of the living corpse, and then threw it aside casually.

The living corpse was clearly not dead...... Or rather, breaking the neck bone is much more than just getting it back into the corpse.

I saw it lying on its back on the road, staring vacantly into the gray sky above. Its mouth opened and closed unconsciously slightly, and its throat twitched, letting out a meaningless moan.

These walking corpses, which seem to have lost their souls, are a new batch of living corpses born after the previous explosion. The fog, which was thicker than before the explosion, made it no longer necessary for the transformation of the living corpse to begin with the dead, and a large number of Muggle residents of Kent, shrouded in gray fog, were wiped out overnight.

And this is the biggest reason why the spies of the Blois family did not even find out a single refugee who escaped from the outer part of the foggy area.

Right now, countless newborn living corpses were silently gathering towards Helbo's location.

"Shhhh

Suddenly, Helbo, who was standing in the street, raised his head, which had become more hideous from the defect, and suddenly opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

At that moment, a large amount of gray mist seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and went straight into his abyss-like throat. More than ten seconds passed before he stopped swallowing the mist and stood silently for a moment with his eyes slightly closed.

It can be seen that the gray mist that he swallowed just now obviously has a healing effect on his injuries. Countless black flesh buds were constantly wriggling at the huge wounds on his body, and if others saw them, they would definitely feel their scalps tingle for a while.

However, Helbo was still not satisfied.

I saw that after he opened his eyes and looked down at the wound, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"McLean's Kid ......"

As Maca had guessed at the time, the demonic body was indeed incomplete. And after last night's fierce confrontation with the meteorite adventure, Maka's pursuit of the momentum, and the blow of the Gryffindor sword, which had been calculated in advance, this body has been injured to the root.

"But it's okay," said Helmau, stroking the flesh buds from the wound and smiling, "at least for what has been achieved so far, it has been worth it." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he casually brushed aside the living corpses that stood in front of him and continued to walk along the street.

"McLean, I'll wait for you."

……

What happened in the vast fog of Kent was not yet known to the outside world, not even the spies of Fort Blois and Sirius, who patrolled the perimeter every day.

So far, no one has dared to set foot in it easily.

"Crunch—"

With a rather shrill thud, the door to the warehouse was slightly opened, and Sirius returned with the midday patrol.

"How's it going?"

Seeing Sirius enter, Harry, who was sitting on the old couch and carefully wiping his sword, couldn't help but raise his head and look towards the door.

In fact, the Gryffindor Sword doesn't need to be maintained, as it will always remain as bright as a silver mirror. It can be said that what Harry wants to wipe is probably not the sword in his hand, but his heart.

"Not good!"

Sirius told everyone to go to rest, and he sat down next to Harry, crossed his legs and narrowed his eyes, saying:

"The perimeter of the Misty Zone is still the same, and there is not even a human figure...... I think the fog-shrouded towns are already certain to have fallen. ”

As he was speaking, he suddenly waved his hand slightly, and then said:

"But there's another thing...... Hey, the cities around the Fog are starting to evacuate their inhabitants - presumably by order of the Muggle Queen. ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, Harry nodded subconsciously, "It's also a good thing to be able to move the innocent Muggle residents away as soon as possible, there have been too many victims these days. ”

Sirius, however, pursed her lips in a tone that seemed sarcastic and helpless.

"Where can they go?"

"But—"

Harry seemed to want to say something, but when the words came to his lips, they finally turned into a sigh. After a moment of silence, he regained his thoughts and asked:

"Is there any sign of the Muggle military being stationed at the edge of the fog?"

Sirius shook his head when he asked.

"Those Muggle leaders are struggling inside...... According to Maka, they 'didn't dare' to sink too deep into this disaster......"

"Isn't that deep enough?" Harry seemed incredulous, "Half of Kent! It's all gone...... If this is still 'not deep', then how can it be considered 'deep'? ”

Sirius, however, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.

"To be honest, I don't know, after all, I don't know too much about Muggle things! However, Maca clearly has a deeper understanding of the Muggle world, as well as the Kingsley...... Leave this to them! ”

"Oh...... It's a terrible feeling of half-understanding like this! Harry thought about it and couldn't help but scratch his head vigorously, "Speaking of which, I'm barely a Muggle!" But when I think about it, I don't seem to know anything about the Muggle world. ”

"Don't worry," Sirius said with a smile as he reached out and patted his godson on the shoulder, "I'm a complete pure-blood, but how much do you think I know about the wizarding world?" 'Despicable Helbo'? To me, it's just a character that only appears in fairy tales! ”

Let's take myself as an example first, and then he said calmly:

"We just need to do what we can do as much as we can, everybody has everybody's strengths, everybody has everybody's responsibilities...... Okay, go get ready! It's time for you to go on patrol in a moment. ”