Chapter 2214

"Stop! Don't scare people."

When Ron really thought he was going to be killed, it was such a sentence that saved his life - the huge living corpse in front of him. He had no doubt that the other party could screw off his head at will! Relying on their own self-healing ability, they can't take back the fallen head.

Hearing the sound from behind him, Ron glanced back a little, but he still didn't dare to really look back. But at least he knew that it was the corpse who could control the airflow to fight the devil.

"Come here soon."

The voice said again. Ron didn't know whether the other party was talking to himself, but the big man before the meeting looked at him with his head down. After a few more eyes, he bypassed him and strode to his companion.

In this regard, Ron's spirit still dare not relax. He didn't dare to escape, because he knew that he couldn't escape under such circumstances, so he could only follow the other party's figure and turn around a little. He didn't dare to leave the big man for a moment.

Just then, the corpse who could control the air flow said again:

"Don't forget, you've 'grown a brain' and don't think about slaughtering humans all day like those low-level peers! We're 'high-level' living corpses, okay? Also, the master said, try to talk more with your mouth in normal communication - don't blame me for not reminding you if you're punished by the master at that time!"

It was as if the big man had said something just now. It was just answering and advising. Ron heard it a little strange here, because he really didn't hear the big man speak.

Until now, the big man barely nodded and said in a voice:

"I see."

"If you know, go away!"

In fact, the high-level living corpse who had fought with "arrogance" still had some serious injuries, but its status was obviously higher than that of the big man. In front of it, the tall and strong guy dared not disobey at all.

After the big man was pushed away, Ron looked at each other with some trepidation, took two steps forward and came to himself.

"Human... Um... Hello?"

To be honest, Ron didn't feel any kindness in the guy in front of him, and it was really scary to look at each other's appearance - messy and withered hair, pale skin like a dead body, and half a face covered with cyan and black blood vessels and meridians.

This guy is obviously not used to communicating with humans. It can be seen that he is just forcing himself to try to adapt to this equal relationship.

I don't know... What are you plotting.

But anyway, it's always good to be willing to communicate and be able to communicate.

"Well, hello." Ron quickly nodded after he was stunned.

"Well," the other party saw it, couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, probably smiled, and then spread out his hands to the big man next to him, "he is' steel arm ', and my name is' dead wind' - the master said that it's more convenient to have a name, and you can call us that. Then... Would you like to stay and chat with me?"

Ron scratched his head when he heard the speech. His expression was a little subtle:

"Well... Can I say 'no'?"

However, before the words fell, the big man standing on the side immediately raised his arms and knocked on each other, which made a "clang" sound like the exchange of gold and iron.

Now Ron knows why this guy gets the name "steel arm".

"All right, all right! Steel arm... Er, sir, and Mr. dead wind, I see - we can sit down and talk. Oh, by the way, my name is Ron Weasley, and you can just call me Ron."

"That would be great, Ron... Sir?"

When the corpse died, even if he nodded again, he seemed very satisfied. Then Ron saw the "steel arm" nodding, and immediately sat down on the muddy ground soaked by the rain.

"Bang!"

As soon as the dead wind saw it, he gave it a kick without hesitation.

"Get up! Don't get all dirty. The master hates those who don't like cleanliness."

"What if it's clean..."

The big man muttered, but he didn't dare to really refute. He could only stand up again from the ground and stood behind the boss like an iron tower. Just looking at the mud trickling down behind his ass, it was like someone in a hurry missed the toilet, which made Ron feel sick.

But at this moment, the "dead wind" probably didn't bother to pay attention to it, so he simply turned a blind eye and continued to look at Ron.

"That's what happened," he said, looking at Ron, "Originally, we were sent here by the master for two tasks: the first is to take back the 'property' that should belong to the master from the devil, that is, the army of living corpses. This task has been completed and my companion is taking them back. The second task is to have a fight with the 'boss' of your human stronghold ... what does that word say... Oh, it's' negotiation '. "

"Talk about... Negotiations?"

"That is, 'please' those of you who can be responsible to meet our master."

The dead wind seemed to be worried that he had made a mistake, so Ron didn't understand it, and specially explained it. Then it went back to the topic and went on:

"However, the devil is really powerful. Even if we take action and even lose two of our companions, your stronghold is still gone... I wanted to have a rest here and go after your team, but I didn't expect that there was one left here that you didn't leave."

At this point, he couldn't help looking up and down Ron.

"Are you the person in charge here? Well... It doesn't look like you. You're too weak. At that time, the two humans who attacked the devil with me were obviously much stronger - you're going to take me to see them!"

"Uh."

The feeling of being looked down upon by a high-level corpse is actually wonderful. After all, this guy is really strong. Even if he is scolded useless, Ron can't feel much frustration.

But if he had to take such a dangerous guy to the retreating team to find Hermione... No, absolutely not! If he did, I'm afraid even Merlin didn't know what would happen.

"No, don't be so troublesome!" Ron hesitated in his heart and immediately said, "I'll go with you to see your master! I... Am the 'boss' of this stronghold!"

"You?"

Just after that, the big man "steel arm" stared at him and snorted with extreme contempt.

"Look at what I do! Whether I can be the leader of the stronghold depends not on combat ability, but on 'wisdom'! What do you know, you guy!"