Chapter 1622: The Sin of Heilbo

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"Mr. McLean, the owner has already asked the old housekeeper to order it. At present, although there are still a few teams in the foggy area, they are limited to the outer area ..."
Right now, Maca has settled down in one of the largest Blois family camps around Kent, and at this moment the head of the camp is telling him some details of the scene.
After all, even though Willie's father and old housekeeper would share the information sent back with him, the actual situation at the scene was not far behind the report.
"Well, I understand the general situation," Maca stood at the door of a tent in the camp, and looked down at the capable witch in front of her. "In short, first go to the teams that are still exploring. Let ’s pull back! Then ... inform all camp leaders that in the next at least ten hours, they will be ready to withdraw and evacuate at all times until I return. "
That being said, Maca seemed to have considered some possibilities again, and then paused and continued:
"By the way, after I enter, there may be some‘ big ’movements. Remember to never send someone to check it!

"Oh, of course!" The Blowa's witch heard the words and nodded immediately. "We knew something about Mr. McLean's battle with the ancient wizard Heilbo before-it was obviously not something we could easily Intervening scenes. So, if there are no other requirements for the time being, I will let people convey your meaning to all camps? "
Maca thought for a moment, and immediately signaled:
"You go! There is nothing else."
Watching the other party hurried away, and prepared according to what he said to seize the time, Maca no longer stayed alone, and walked towards the gray mist that stood clearly like a high wall.
On the way through the camp, many Blois family wizards stopped subconsciously as he passed by, looking back at his departure.
Honestly, no matter whether Maca himself is conscious or not, his name has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of many people in this era.
"You said, when will this disaster end?"
"Who knows? I guess even Mr. McLean can't answer your question."
"Well, I just think that, no matter what the end result is, the world ... will definitely change dramatically ..."
Behind Maca, many people couldn't help whispering and whispering until someone came to urge them to rush to do things and then gradually dispersed.
...
Just as Maca saw in the photos sent to Blois for a while.
The fog in Kent is incredibly dense, much thicker than the fog that enveloped London, making it very low in visibility at first glance.
However, compared to the moment when these mists began to explode with the explosion, they are now obviously thinner.
Maca walked slowly along a path, and began to perceive the magic of the outside world while walking, allowing herself to gradually adapt to the law of magic flow here.
After all, even if Haierbo is currently in a serious injury period, it will not be a very easy task to come to his home to trouble him.
"Well ... this deadly magic reaction ... does the corpse really gather in the town near the center of the fog zone?"
Maca sensed the magic wave faintly coming from a certain direction, and could not help but roughly estimate according to the map.
"It's not Canterbury, it's closer than here ... it should be near Charing Town."
In the direction of the magic wave, he quickly determined the first place to go next. But he can't go right now, because at least he has to wait until the teams that are still exploring in the mist are safely withdrawn.
Because if you meet Haierbo prematurely, the elite teams sent by Blois fortuitously will immediately become victims.
Therefore, after setting the goal, Maca continued to walk along the road aimlessly.
It seems that this should be a small country road, and wherever the sides can see, there is a mess of weed groves. He walked on the road step by step, only to feel that there was quiet around, no sound except his footsteps.
This season, it is unreasonable that even a little bit of insects are not visible in the field. It's just that in this strange and very foggy situation, no matter how unreasonable it seems, it's not surprising.
And just as Maca continued to go deeper, about half an hour passed ... Suddenly, he was about to walk through a very small town and heard some strange movements.
In such an environment of silence ... it can even be called "dead silence", the figure that should have been very small suddenly appeared quite abrupt. The sudden sound seemed to come from a house in this town.
At this point, Maca finally left the road she had been following before, and followed the movements to the streets of this town.
"Bang ... Bang ... Bang ..."
It was a series of regular impact sounds, and there was a sound like a pet dog scratching the door. Before long, Maca stopped in front of the house with the yard.
"That's it," Makawu nodded, "Well ... it should be one or two trapped low-level corpses, right?"
"Squeak--"
He reached out ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and pulled the iron fence door slightly open, making a slightly harsh noise.
Perhaps there are so many open spaces in the wild countryside. Everyone here builds their homes very large, and almost all of them have a circle of open space as a yard.
Maca walked through the open space without trying to look in directly from the main entrance of the house-the door had already been smashed, and obviously could not stop the living body.
I saw him go around the house, all the way to the backyard of the family. It can be seen that there is a lot of firewood stacked against the wall here, and a few axes are placed on the tool rack, and the sound of the "cricket" comes from under a flap door next to the tool rack.
"Oh, it's a cellar, and that monster can't come out--"
Maca stepped forward, opened the door with a wave, and looked down. But the next moment he stared at the sight in the cellar and frowned slightly.
"Well, it's an unpleasant scene ..." he muttered in a low voice. "It seems that no matter how serious the sins in my body are, they can't be compared with people like Haierbo!"