"London, England, where this magical battle began."

Standing on the top of a hillside on the outskirts, looking at the crowded city in the distance, she didn't move forward but didn't choose to leave.

He just stood under the big tree on the top of the hillside without saying a word, as if waiting for something.

The fog hung all around him, but it had no effect on him, and his vision crossed the distance of miles, silently taking in the entire city.

From here, you can actually see Buckingham Palace. Situated on the banks of the meandering River Thames, she is surrounded by a large number of buildings, and the abundant greenery makes it not difficult for her to find.

It's a pity that the royal garden has completely withered and withered, and the black vines climbing everywhere have also made her no longer as magnificent as it once was. But she is still eye-catching, and her lifeless appearance is obviously still amazing from another point of view.

“…… He's waiting for me to come over. ”

Maca muttered as she looked at the dark and shadowy palace.

And at this moment, Maka, who was staring at the other side steadily, suddenly tilted her head slightly, as if sensing something else.

"Here we are."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a black dot suddenly appear in the distance in the air behind him, and it swept towards this side at a considerable speed. I saw that the black dot continued to enlarge as it got closer, until it turned into a figure and suddenly landed beside him.

The man was quite petite, wearing a slightly wide wizarding robe and a large peaked wizarding hat on his head. The brim of the hat was so large that it hid his countenance, making it impossible for people to tell his true identity for a while.

"It's beautiful, but it's a bit of a pity to cover it up like this."

Maca slowly approached and casually uncovered the big hat.

In the next moment, countless silver-white strands of hair suddenly poured down the thin shoulders and neck like a waterfall, and between the strands of silver hair, a delicate face was revealed.

Maca stroked her soft and slender hair, and subconsciously touched the ends of her own transparent white hair, and a sigh appeared on her face.

"Willy ......"

He seemed to be about to say something, but after a moment's pause, his eyes changed suddenly.

"Let's go!"

In the end, Maca just dropped this sentence, and then turned around and strode straight in the direction of the city of London. It didn't seem like a fast pace, but it was actually extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was already at the bottom of the hillside.

Willy froze in place for half a beat, and then flew into the air with a blank face and chased after Maca's back.

……

The living corpses still roam the increasingly dilapidated city of London, all but the most evolved ones, and all but those scattered throughout the streets of the city.

The Walking Dead had been here for a long time since they followed Helmpo back here. They don't have too much intelligence and don't feel bored with this boring life, just silently huddled together, wandering aimlessly.

It is only when a "guest" arrives that they stop and swarm towards each other, sending them to the throne of Helbo in the palace according to the original order.

Of course, if the "guests" resist, the result will be obvious.

However, this "guest" who is here today seems to have something special.

Before the other party stepped into the city, a force had already broken in first—not only was it not brutal and violent at all, but it even had a strange affinity, especially for these living corpses born from sin, there was an illusion of returning to the origin.

Before I knew it, a large number of living corpses stopped moving forward and stood in place in a daze.

When the figure walked calmly and naturally into the city with the girl behind him, not a single living corpse moved, and there was a dead silence everywhere it passed.

And it can be seen that the figure who walked from the outer suburbs also did not care about the dense living corpses in the city, and even the frequency of his steps did not change. With each step forward, the living corpses that stood in his way would naturally retreat, making way for him to move forward.

Those living corpses were clearly made by Helbo's subordinates, why would they make way for him? Except for him and Helbo, no third person can know about this.

Ten Steps...... 100 steps ...... 1000 steps ...... 10,000 steps.

Maca didn't stop for a moment, didn't hesitate, and didn't retreat. With the "conscious" concession of the living corpses, a long, straight "path" leads to the entrance of the vestibule of Buckingham Palace.

It was only at this moment that Maca paused and looked up at the black palace that had become a demonic fortress.

"Crunch—"

Suddenly, the pitch-black figures in the square in front of them moved!

As if awakened by the arrival of Maca and Willy, they jumped off the base one by one with a scalp-tinging sound of metal twisting.

"Bang! Bang bang...... Bang......"

The heavy black sculpture smashed the ground to pieces, and one step at a time, walked towards the gate where Maca was.

However, Maca did not even look at them, but took another step towards the gate of the palace, and saw that he was about to pass through the front courtyard square.

But when he took the first step, a strange color flashed in his eyes - he suddenly stopped.

"No, something is wrong...... I seem to ...... It shouldn't have come. Ignoring the demonic figures that were getting closer and closer to her, Maca muttered in a low voice, "Delphi, I promised her, didn't I?" ”

But just as he was lost in thought with a puzzled face, dozens of pitch-black figures finally came around him, and the first few had even raised their huge fists and were about to smash them on top of his and Willy's heads.

"Huh?"

The impending attack interrupted Maca's thoughts and brought him back to his senses.

"Willy."

He frowned slightly, and soon called out to the girl casually, and then walked silently through the figure that surrounded him.

The next second-

"Boom!"

The girl suddenly threw a handful of things at the feet of the statues, and then she saw countless dark green vines grow up, wrapping them all around like one without leaking. The strength of those figures was obviously very strong, but the speed at which they broke the stems and leaves was far less than the speed at which they grew, and no matter how much they struggled, the vines on their bodies still became more and more entangled, and they were completely submerged in an instant.

Feeling that the girl had easily solved the figures and returned to her back, Maca said leisurely:

"How? Plants can have souls, too – you've always loved them for a long time, and now how good it feels to be able to communicate with them? ”

As he said this, he seemed to have completely forgotten the doubt he had just had.