Something like "suddenly a giant monument in a Muggle city" doesn't seem to be a big deal in the current chaos.

The "strategic retreat" initiated by Maca included not only the many wizards who were fighting in the city of London, but also Muggles as much as possible.

At Buckingham Palace, the old bishops, Davidson and Kingsley, had contacted the Muggle Prime Minister and continued to use the army to systematically rescue the Muggle inhabitants of the London metropolitan area.

So theoretically, the more time Maca buys for London, the lower the losses that may be incurred in the end.

It's just that now, it is impossible to completely eliminate losses.

"It's more or less a problem."

While maintaining a high speed with a little difficulty, Maca secretly thought in her heart, and finally couldn't help muttering to herself:

"And yet...... It's always good to have fewer people hurt. ”

Maca, who was running at a fast speed, thought about it, and suddenly made a mistake and rushed out to the side. Almost at the same moment, the black figure suddenly appeared near where he had changed direction, and the fist tore apart the afterimage that had been there for a short time due to the slight slowdown.

"Tsk...... It's so difficult! ”

Although Delphi had described to him all the changes in the future, it was impossible for Delphi, who was only a one-year-old child at the time, to know the details of the beginning of the disaster.

In fact, let alone Delphi, even other people who have personally experienced this disaster will obviously have difficulty accessing information such as Helbo, demon summoning rituals, and other information that is at the heart of the disaster.

Because most of the people who have really come into contact with it have died.

It was only now that Maca personally felt the strength of this "demon" that has hardly been recorded in history.

There is no doubt that apart from his speed and reflexes in a short period of time, he seems to have no place to compete with the other party!

"So, it's no wonder that the ancient wizards would completely make demon summoning a taboo...... Have demons ever been summoned in the past? So, how did the wizards of the time solve it? Purely crushed by the strength of a strong man? ”

Maka's mind was not idle for a moment, but after all, there was so little information that she had never figured out why she had come up with it from the beginning to the present.

Needless to say, he doesn't even know what this "demon" is!

Moments later......

"Good, almost done." He suddenly looked around, and said secretly in his heart, "It's just right, if it takes a while, I may not be able to maintain this speed...... Now is the time! ”

……

In fact, in Maca's heart, there is still a question that needs to be solved urgently, that is, the "black demon" who is chasing and killing him at the moment...... Is it Helbo himself?

Although he tried several times, either explicitly or covertly, he didn't come up with anything, and even his fighting style was very different from that of Helbo in the past. But even so, he can't be completely sure of the other party's identity.

However, since this so-called "demon" has appeared, then the possibilities for this problem are nothing more than that.

Was it Helbo who took possession of the demon's body? Or did the demon turn against Helpo, who was the summoner? Otherwise, Helbo found that he couldn't control this surprisingly strong guy at all, so he simply flashed?

Maca's three guessing directions are obviously possible, and the truth is actually true. While Maca was leading the demons around the neighborhood as if they were trying to do something, Helbo's spiritual will quietly "woke up" in the chaos......

"Here it is...... Where? ”

Helbo, who had just woken up from a coma, only felt that his whole person was light and fluttering, as if he was lying in the clouds high in the sky.

He couldn't move, but even if he didn't open his eyes, he could "see" the scene around him—what seemed to be an endless, rainy mist.

Yes, there was nothing around, only him.

"What's going on? Don't...... I'm dead? ”

After a slight pause, he couldn't help but say to himself:

“…… No, no way! My Horcrux is still intact, and I can't just die! ”

Helbo still vaguely remembered that before this, he should have been in the battle with the black demon. And when he sensed the other party's magic fluctuations suddenly coming out from behind him, a gust of wind also blew towards the back of his head.

And then...... Since he hadn't had time to dodge at the time, it was obvious how it would end - he was blown to the head by the demon's punch.

"Ahh In this way, it must have been at that time that my soul left the broken body and actively invaded the demon's body...... It was only because I was so weak at the time that I couldn't leave a specific memory. ”

Helbo still knows a lot about his soul state. And even now, his soul still has no power.

"Huh?" Thinking of this, Helmo couldn't help but wonder, "In other words...... I'm actually in a state where only souls exist? And forcibly inhabited the body of the demon? ”

Although he didn't know how he could break into the demon's body when he was quite weak, he couldn't be sure where he was in the demon's body. But he only needs to understand that he is not dead, and there is no threat for the time being, and that is enough.

And the next thing he has to do is to see if he can get his consciousness to "move" first. After all, it would be a waste of time to just float so weakly.

But just as Helbo was about to take a closer look at his soul, a figure suddenly appeared from the haze in the distance, and walked towards him little by little.

Suddenly, Helbo stopped looking at himself for a moment and cast his "gaze" in the direction of the figure.

As the figure approached, at last, a face with some impression also revealed its true face from the haze.

"Oh...... It turned out to be her? ”

Yes, of course, Helmo remembered the woman—the centerpiece of the demonic summoning ritual he had chosen by chance, the modern-day witch named Muriel.

However, even though this person always occupied a very important position in the whole ceremony, Helbo only left a slight impression of him. Because in his opinion, this mediocre woman is not worth remembering at all, and her role is limited to a "consumable".

"Mr. Helbo, is it?"

Muriel's face didn't show any expression, she just silently "stood" in front of Helbo's soul, looked at the latter unusually coldly and asked.

On the other hand, Helmo doesn't have the ability to "speak" at the moment, so he can only look at Muriel without saying a word.

That's right! Isn't the demon's body originally born from this woman's body? In other words, he is actually staying in this woman's body now.

Can...... Why does her soul still exist? Shouldn't it have been devoured by the souls of the newly settled demons when they were "consumed" as the core?

Muriel seemed to quickly notice that Helbo couldn't move, and saw her staring at Helbo indifferently, and said lightly:

Helbo...... Remember? You killed Martin, brutally killed him...... From that moment on, I knew you weren't going to end well. And from now on, you will be trapped here like me, and this is your retribution......"

Muriel's tone was always very calm, as if her words contained no hatred. But in fact, it was this kind of indifferent words that seemed to be as indifferent as clear soup and little water, which showed her outright hatred.

I remember that in the past, Muriel was always very optimistic, at least on the surface, and was a woman who could still laugh no matter how difficult life was. But now, there was only coldness in her expression.

She has been determined to study resurrection potions since she was a child, and the last thing she can see is that someone has died, and it is the person in front of her who easily took away the only person around her who was good to her in front of her.

How could she not be angry?

Now, at last, Helmo is "in front of her" again, and he is completely unable to move, even unable to say a word.

So at the moment, Muriel only has happiness derived from hatred in his heart.

"Do you understand? You can't get out! ”

However, Helbo was not angry at all in the face of Muriel's coldness and mockery. No, not only was he not angry, but he wasn't even very interested in everything Muriel said.

After wordlessly observing the state of the other party's soul, Helbo suddenly withdrew his attention and devoted more of his energy to thoroughly examining his own soul.

Helbo didn't have any idea how much time had passed, but it didn't take long for him to gradually realize what kind of situation he was in.

Then, he carefully perceived the situation around him, and made a judgment - perhaps, as Muriel said, it was indeed "impossible to get out" in general.

Because Muriel's body has already been forcibly taken over by demons, and this will be the place where their souls are imprisoned.

At this moment, Helbo is silently self-examining and self-conditioning, speeding up the recovery of the weakness of his soul caused by a "death".

Not long after, Helbo, who couldn't move at first, suddenly "coughed lightly".

"Can you speak?"