"Siegel!"

It was the spell of the sun, and Ella's silver hair was covered with a layer of white flames, the flames that Professor Yusef protected the girl from the stomach acid of the factory monster when he first saw her, came from her blood deep.

Ella, who was hidden in the blood, was unscathed, and the dazzling white light blinded the people in black in a short moment!

But in just this moment, Ayla has already taken out the Eye of Hermes, and the girl's blurry figure appears in the center of the mirror, and the shriveled eyeball in the amber turns rapidly, congested and full.The girl was floating in mid-air, with hot lava flowing from her pupils.

"Kennaz!"

That was Ella's most proficient rune spell representing flames!A large amount of magic power was pulled out of Ella's body, and the two men in black robes in her vision were ignited into bright red torches that soared into the sky!

The strong light gradually dimmed, and the last man in black regained his eyesight, but before he finished the spell, Ella turned around decisively and took out the silver revolver with an activated state from the gun bag!

"Boom! Boom..."

Six shots fired in a row, and the roar of the revolver shattered the man in black's spell in his body, and Ayla retracted the pistol.

"It seems that even I will not miss the target at such a close distance."

Before entering the room, the girl made preparations, and when the three cultists put down their guard, they fought back violently and killed the three adult wizards in an instant.The frail Ella is most afraid of melee combat, and magic attack and defense is her favorite way of fighting. In this respect, her ability is definitely worthy of the qualification of "Senior Advisor".

She stepped on the body of the cultist who was shot and died. This is the most complete body preserved. She grabbed the man by the neckline, and hot lava flowed again in her eyes.

"Psychic!"

After death, the man's spirit quickly became fragmented, and Ella saw only fragments of it.Chant would have noticed Ella's gaze when she peered into Mrs. Morrison's dreams.Here was a trap they had left for themselves, and the poor lawyer and his mother were nothing more than bait to die of it.Ella thought of the gentleman in tuxedo with a gentle smile, and was silent for a long time.

"The Psalm... Son of God, Son of Abhoth... Thames, Plague Breaking..." Ella had pieced together the messy message before the male cultist's spirit dissipated.

A foul-smelling wind swept into the ward, and Ayla felt a slight dizziness.

"Is this the plague... It seems that people with magical powers can resist for a while."

At this time, the surrounding colors became more vivid, the black became blacker, and the red became redder. In the ripples of space, a shriveled courier wearing a top hat was outlined. It hurriedly handed the letter to Ella, and then quickly disappeared.

“Come to Whitechapel, the low temperature can resist the plague“

There was only one sentence in the letter, signed by Jack.

"Ling, George, Mekel, everyone... don't die, wait for me!"

Ella gritted her silver teeth and strode out of the room.

Chapter 33 Struggle

Smith Street

Mrs. Tris was with her son Will, who had his teeth fixed, and a few days earlier Will had chased a burglar, as Mrs. Tris called the man.Will falls while chasing a burglar, breaking a tooth and partially losing his memory.

Whenever the dentist inserted those weird metal instruments into Will's mouth, the fat young man would scream in agony, like a weak girl about to be raped by a muscular man.

"Ma'am, please allow me to rest for a while, there are still three pills left to mend."

The doctor wearing a sterile mask took a step back, breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.He ignored the chattering woman, opened the white curtain, and went outside to stretch his waist.The fat young man who is constantly struggling has turned tooth filling into a very labor-intensive task.Behind the white curtain, the woman was still chattering.

"We paid for it, hurry up... Baby Will, when your father comes back from Kessington, he will vent his anger on our mother and son, that vile thief, he deserves to die ten thousand times." Conscientious liar!"

After a long time, the doctor noticed that the white curtains in the house were shaking.

wind?

He thought that maybe he had an illusion. He felt that his eyes were stained with a vague dark green, and there was a fishy smell mixed with the smell of disinfectant.

"It seems that I am too tired. I may be sick. I will have to see a doctor after this treatment."

The dentist shook his head, but suddenly realized that the woman had stopped chattering, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from behind the white curtain.

The patient and his mother just fell to the ground, their pupils dilated, dead.

People on the road outside the door also fell to the ground.

The dentist felt that his body had become a little weak. He supported the wooden table beside him and understood that something terrible should have happened.

But why didn't he die?He felt more and more difficult to breathe. Through a full-length mirror, the dentist found that the sterile mask covering his face was stained yellow-green, and he gradually lost consciousness.

It turned out that it was because I was wearing a mask, and it wasn't that I didn't die, it just died later.

The dentist had a moment of enlightenment before he died, then fell to the ground.

……

Ella rushed down to the first floor of the hospital and pushed open the cubicle. The female doctor who had shown her the way was actually just a corpse that had been decomposing for a long time. It is also part of the trap.Perhaps this hospital was originally a stronghold of a cult, or perhaps it was another innocent victim.

No matter what, to the "Purifiers", human life is not worth mentioning at all.

Ella walked onto the street, and the road was full of corpses lying on the ground, clerks in black suits, children selling newspapers, and old people who went to church to pray. They all fell to the ground in pain, staring at the sky with empty eyes.

It was too late. According to the speed of the spread of the plague, more than half of the people in the East District would be killed or injured before Ella arrived at the Whitechapel.

Mottled patches of color began to appear in the surrounding space again. Ayla originally thought that the messenger would appear again, but this time what came out of the invisible ripples was a group of horses made of bones. The faint blue flame was burning in its empty skull. He raised his front hooves and hissed silently.

"Skeleton?!"

Ella was stunned. She recognized this bone horse, which was slightly taller than its peers. It was the one she rode with Yousef on the first day in Glamis.

Wuju walked up to Ella, lowered his head and rubbed her hand, then bent down.

"Do you want me to ride it?"

Suju snorted in an unknown way to express his affirmation.

Ayla stepped up without hesitation, holding the reins tightly.

"Help me to Whitechapel!"

The horse's speed was astonishingly fast, and Ella felt strong wind blowing from both sides to behind her ears, but the street seemed to extend, and even began to shake like waves, and the surrounding buildings came alive and began to flow towards her. She squeezes!

In this situation, Ella calmed down instead.

It is impossible for the Purifiers to have the power to change the terrain of the entire street. If they had, they would have killed me directly on the third floor of the hospital, and would not let me live until now... So, these are hallucinations, enough to kill me my hallucinations!

Ayla closed her eyes and constructed abstract images of roads and doors in her mind, and they finally combined into a spell symbol like a door.

"Reaidu!"

That was the last runic script Ella learned before leaving school, which stood for travel and exit.

An illusory passage was formed in front of the maraca, it was a vortex composed of building debris, rotating sand, dead leaves, and snow.

The flames in Wuju's eyes became darker, and the speed suddenly increased a bit, before disappearing into the depths of the vortex in an instant.

The street returned to its original appearance, and a voice full of doubt and surprise came from a corner.

The horse stepped out of the vortex and stopped in front of the White Church, which was a white stone building with a Gothic spire.The surviving people filled every space in the hall.

The ferocious skeleton horse plunged them into fear.

"Look, what is that?"

"My God, that must be the messenger of the devil, it will kill us all!"

"That girl must be his sacrifice to the devil!"

Aila turned over and dismounted amid cries of fear and despair, while Suju walked under a street lamp and waited in place at Aila's signal.

Ella tapped her eyebrows and found that the White Church was shrouded in a white light curtain. That fragile light curtain resisted the yellow-green deadly plague, but it was already far away from falling.

“Ella?! Is it Ella!”

Ling and Jack squeezed out of the crowd, while George and Maykel were held on the shoulders by Jack on the left and right.Their faces were pale. Although Ling used magic power to block the fog in time, they were still affected to a certain extent.

"Sister Ella? Fortunately, you are fine."

Mekel smiled weakly, and Ella's heart ached.

"What should we do, stay in Whitechapel and wait for Professor Kleist to support us?"

"No, it's too late."

Ella looked up at the dazzling sunlight in the sky. When the ice layer completely melted, a child would be born. Before Kleist arrived, no one would survive here.Ella's eyes became firm little by little, and she whispered:

"Ling, let's go to the bell tower of the Whitechapel, which is the highest place in the Whitechapel area, hold it for me, the Purifiers may attack, but don't let anyone in!"

"what are you planning to do."

"I'm going to summon a blizzard with a magical ritual and refreeze the Thames!"

"You are crazy, how much magic power does that range of magic need? You will be pumped into a mummified corpse!"

Ling grabbed Ella, which was a complete act of suicide.

"Let me go, I have the Eye of Hermes, which will give me enough magic power! Jack, give Mecol and George to me. When I perform the ritual, the bell tower will be the magic power of the entire Whitechapel district. Where the concentration is the highest, it can slow down the progression of the plague!"

Ling slowly let go of her hand, just as Ella said, only in this way can there be a chance of survival.She nodded solemnly, putting away her usual hippie smile, with a serious expression.

"Until I die, no one can interfere with your ritual."

At this moment, all the living people in the Whitechapel area heard a faint cry, which appeared in everyone's consciousness out of thin air, it was the cry of a baby.

Water is the medium that connects matter and spirit, and the cry of the conscious world is about to be born into the world through the sewage of the Thames.

Chapter 34 Magic Blizzard

It was an unimaginable, unforeseen, sudden, and unreasonable death as long as you were a human being.Just like bugs... without knowing anything, they died in large numbers in an instant.

The entire Yangjiao Street, and even the entire Whitechapel district, have become a huge cemetery.As the cracks in the ice layer widen, the yellow-green clouds are gradually increasing. If this continues, London will become a dead city in a day.

The man wore a frivolous smile, and everything was developing according to his expectations. Tens of thousands of lives, souls, and decades of poverty, despair, hatred, jealousy, and greed accumulated in the East End of London had all become the birth of the Son of God. Food.He only gave a few dock workers a trivial knowledge and established the "Purifiers" as an organization to serve himself.

It's a bit of a pity to lose them soon.But like this kind of organization, if he wants, he can establish a new one at any time.

He had previously discovered a girl who was peeking at secrets in a dream, and she had powers beyond expectations, and she had escaped several times from certain death sieges.But this is just a trivial accident.The son of Abhoth will be born at last, bringing him forbidden wisdom.

At this time, he seemed to feel that the air had become colder, and violent magical fluctuations came from the distant Whitechapel bell tower behind him, and swirling clouds mixed with ice and snow gradually formed above the bell tower.

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