Chapter 1385

Alice was a little stunned when she saw the broom flying behind her. But soon she realized that most of it was sent by Maka, so she grabbed it and turned over to ride it.

Just to tell the truth, she didn't go to magic school for personal reasons. As a girl with some autistic symptoms, although she has learned about flying brooms through books, she has hardly practiced flying skills.

At present, she was lying on the broom, staggering, and the flight route was crooked. It looked quite difficult.

Of course, for a beginner who can be said to fly for the first time, it is already a very excellent talent to keep flying in the same direction like her. If it were in Hogwarts's flight class, it would be another good seedling who might be able to join the Quidditch academy team.

After flying for a while, the girl was slightly adapted to the feeling of flying on a broom, and until now, she finally had time to glance behind her.

The battle between Maka and the devil continues. It seems that both sides are fighting in full swing. As for which side is dominant at present, it is difficult to judge by her level.

But fortunately, no matter whether it is Marca or the devil who dominates now, what she has to do remains the same - she must leave London as soon as possible!

Obviously, she has realized that her previous request may have been a mistake. The two companions took the initiative to break up for her one by one. What they wanted was not that she turned back and ran to die. She had to live. Otherwise, wouldn't their sacrifices be meaningless?

Speed up! Accelerate again!

According to the key points of riding the flying broom in her memory, the girl gradually stabilized her figure and began to speed up her flying speed.

The wind blew in the face and kept whistling in her ears, and the buildings on both sides kept retreating back with her forward rush.

Unconsciously, she found herself getting closer and closer to the suburbs.

But who knows, when she quickly passed a deserted street, a single figure immediately attracted her attention.

"... is that?"

Suddenly, the girl pressed down the handle of the broom and turned down.

"Oh!"

Take off and landing are always the difficulties of flight, especially the latter. If you get off the broom in a hurry and don't stop, novices often fall over.

But Alice didn't care. After she fell unsteadily under her feet, she hurried up again. Although her knees seemed to have been scratched and burning, she still limped to the back in front.

"Bert!"

It was the name of one of her companions, the middle-aged gentleman... To be honest, Alice seldom called it, because she was usually the one who answered.

She wasn't even sure if it was the first time she called each other by this name.

It's just... Although the back looks bloody and there is a hole in the middle of the vest that people dare not look directly at. But even if the suit was messy, it could be seen that it was a very exquisite suit and shoes. It was indeed the companion she knew - the middle-aged uncle who often called himself a gentleman.

"Bert?"

Alice saw that the other party had stopped moving slowly, but she didn't turn around immediately. She hesitated a little and didn't know whether she should take the initiative to go up.

In fact, she remembered her previous words very clearly - she remembered that Maka had said that her companions were indeed dead. It's not impossible to let the dead live again... It's just that the one who lives is not the original one.

Now, Alice looks at the bloody hole in each other's back and the dark red blood still seeping out of the hole... Even if she doesn't want the actually gentle uncle to die at all, it's hard to convince herself that each other is still alive.

"Bert?"

When the girl hesitated to call each other's name again, she finally saw the figure moving under her feet and her upper body turning around.

Then she saw that the other party's face, which was originally quite handsome, was completely loose at the moment.

The eyelids were drooping, the mouth was weakly half open, and the saliva hung obliquely from the corners of the mouth. A pair of eyes clearly did not look directly to this side, but she only felt that Fang Zheng was staring at herself, which made her whole person tense involuntarily.

At the same time, an inexplicable sense of disobedience made her feel very uncomfortable.

Just looking at the appearance, it is indeed her companion, the middle-aged gentleman uncle who took the initiative to stay and face the devil. Just looking at the familiar posture and appearance, the girl became at a loss.

What should she do? Is it to approach him and test him? Or step back from him?

For a moment, Alice, who was quite in a dilemma, was stunned.

However, she did not move, but the other party moved! You can see that the figure covered with blood suddenly leans forward as if it was going to fall, and then suddenly floats up under his feet.

The next second, Alice was very surprised to see that "he" suddenly flew to her side. Just look at the speed!

It's obviously not Bert... Or at least it's definitely not the Bert she knows.

Suddenly, the girl stepped on the broom in her hand again, turned and flew into the air. Seeing this, the "Bert" in the back also resolutely caught up, and the speed was still increasing.

"Why... Who is it? Is Bert really dead? Then why did he become like this?"

"... is this what Haier Bo did?"

She thought as she flew, sometimes looked back, and then tried to speed up her flight when she found that the other party was still approaching.

As the broom under her body became faster and faster, she felt that she was a little out of control. It took a lot of effort to control the broom handle that began to vibrate.

At this time, if a wizard with enough experience will actually understand that the speed of this broom is approaching the limit.

Fortunately, when Alice looked back again, she finally found that the other party seemed unable to continue to speed up the chase - she was gradually distancing herself from the other party.

Not long after, the girl only felt that the cause around her was suddenly clear. Then she realized that she had finally left the fog of London and came to the suburbs.

"Come out!"

Before Alice could be more happy, she turned to look behind her, but she saw that the road was also approaching rapidly towards the edge of the fog and was about to rush out.