Chapter 2232 King and Girl

For many, the horrors of the catastrophe seemed ever closer. Even a far-sighted person like Mrs. Maxim knows that some things cannot be rushed, but they are always anxious in their hearts.

Maxim is very anxious, Hermione is very anxious, the Ministry of Magic of various European countries is very anxious, and the Muggle presidents and prime ministers are also very anxious... As time goes by, the world seems to be shrouded in a huge shadow. Only a very few people who are lucky enough to stand in the cracks and spots can see the sun and at the same time, look a little less restless and exhausted.

For example, Miss Luna Lovegood who is a little more impulsive but still in a clear state of mind; another example is that Tao who stands in the square in front of Buckingham Palace in silence, with an inexplicable sense of solitude A tall black figure.

Now all of the UK is covered by heavy clouds, leaden gray clouds can be seen everywhere, exuding a mysterious and heavy atmosphere.

But here——looking up at Buckingham Palace in London, the city of icicles, one can see a blue sky wall.

This is currently one of the "only" places in the UK where you can see the sky.

Right now, the black figure was looking through the icicles with his neck up, looking at the blue sky that he felt a little nostalgic for. Even though the sun no longer felt warm when the sun fell on his body, and even felt uncomfortable from the depths of his soul, he still stared greedily at that small piece of sky.

"Owner."

Suddenly, a voice came from in front of him, interrupting the thought in the figure's heart. Seeing that he finally lowered his head slightly and glanced at the high-ranking zombie who bowed in front of him to show respect, he nodded slightly.

"Well," although he was interrupted from looking up at the sky, he was not angry, but asked calmly and indifferently, "Is there another one ready?"

"Yes, master." The other party replied immediately.

Before the words fell, the figure nodded again, and then waved his hand to signal:

"Bring it here!"

Having said that, this inhuman tall black figure suddenly turned around again and walked towards the gate of Buckingham Palace step by step.

He is not in a hurry, and he also knows that some things cannot be rushed. But what was different from Maxim was that he not only understood, but also seemed to be very clear about what he should do, what he had to do and what he hadn't finished, so he didn't hesitate at all.

wait to enter the hall,

Walking along the wide aisle in the middle until reaching the throne on the rear stairs, he suddenly turned around and leaned lazily and casually on the armrest as usual.

"Going to work again?"

A certain gloomy and somewhat old voice sounded from the shadows in the corner of the hall, passed through the four silent living corpses who had returned to continue guarding, and fell into the ear of the figure on the throne without hindrance.

"Shut up."

The cold and blunt answer really overwhelmed the owner of the voice in an instant, so that the other party could only stop talking and continue talking.

After a while, there was another sound of slight but cautious footsteps outside the door, and while stopping, he stood at the door to block some light.

"Master, here it is."

"Let it come in by itself! You can go back."

"yes."

Not long after, as the footsteps sounded heavy and went away, a thin figure in ragged clothes came in from the door in a daze.

This is a living corpse, a high-level living corpse, and a high-level living corpse that has just advanced - the clothes it is wearing are obviously still things from before it was alive, just because it has been wandering for so long. The battle has already become dilapidated.

But if you have to distinguish carefully, you can still see something... Obviously, this newly promoted high-level zombie should have been an ordinary Muggle girl who was still in school.

Since they died once, they became living corpses in the mist or under the clouds, the difference between each individual is actually no longer as big as that of Muggles and wizards back then. The corpse of a wizard can become a living corpse, and the corpse of a Muggle can also become a living corpse. The dismantling and reconstruction of the remnant soul makes the distinction in talent less obvious and thorough.

Although there is still a gap in the potential of each individual, at least, every relatively intact corpse can almost always become a living corpse, and every ordinary living corpse has the opportunity to evolve into a high-level living corpse theoretically.

And perhaps because of this, the figure who is lazily sitting on the throne right now has been sending the living corpses under him out to gather more of their kind - even the high-level living corpses The chance of being born is not high, but the base number is large. As long as there is some guidance, there will always be more and more high-level living corpses.

However, for the person on the throne, it seems that it is not enough to just continuously increase the number of high-level living corpses.

"Come on, come and let me see."

Although he knew that this living corpse had just opened up a certain level of intelligence, it was impossible to understand the language. But he still habitually opened his mouth casually with his slightly hoarse and heavy voice, instead of using the spiritual communication method between living corpses.

However, although the young girl's living corpse didn't understand, she saw the movement of the strong man on the throne beckoning gently. After hesitating for a while in a daze, it walked over tentatively with still dazed eyes.

Before the living corpse developed wisdom, it basically acted on instinct. It seemed to intuitively feel a sense of intimacy and belonging in the other party, and walked through the hall in a daze, towards the dark place above the steps. walk in.

Soon, the high-ranking zombie girl who had just advanced came to the front of the throne with a mess of dirty hair and a foul smell all over her body.

"Well, it seems to be a bit aura, these eyes are very beautiful."

The lord of living corpses, who obviously always emphasized cleanliness and tidiness in front of his subordinates, did not dislike the filth and smell of his body at all, and naturally brushed the other party's messy hair away, and turned towards the still dirty face... Especially the pair of eyes on the face looked over.

Those were a pair of dull eyes, similar to most other living corpses. However, even if it is only very accidental, you can still occasionally see a hint of agility.

"It's a pity that the skin of the living corpses is always so bad... Although it's a corpse, it's still too ugly, right?"

While muttering like this, the figure suddenly stood up, took the dirty hand of the corpse girl casually, turned around and took it to the back of the throne.

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