Wanda and Bai Ye walked silently along the street, and her mind was troubled by Ash's incident. She still had doubts about the authenticity of the Book of Death. Gradually, she couldn't help but tentatively asked Bai Ye.

"Um...about the Book of Death, wasn't it made up by Ash?" Wanda asked cautiously.

"I only said what Ash said was nonsense, but I didn't say he told lies."

Bai Ye said with a smile, and then added: "There is probably a Book of Death in this world, but it should be different from what Ash and you imagined."

She nodded thoughtfully, understanding Bai Ye's answer.

"By the way, I forgot to ask your name." Suddenly, Wanda suddenly remembered this important question and asked with a smile.

"My name is Bai Ye, and Pietro hasn't spoken since just now. Is it you?"

As he said that, Bai Ye's eyes drifted towards the guy floating behind the two of them, and rubbed his shoulders. He had handed Quicksilver to the Scarlet Witch from the very beginning. Her telekinesis power could not lift someone better than his own shoulders.

Much less effort.

Wanda nodded, "Pietro has lost blood and needs to rest, and he can't be of much help for the time being. It's best to let him sleep for a while."

As if to confirm Wanda's words and prove that she was still alive, a snoring sound like a tractor starting suddenly sounded from behind the two of them.

"Speaking of which, I haven't formally thanked you yet. Thank you for saving Pietro's life. He has always been reckless. If he had been left alone in this doomsday world, he might have fallen into the mouths of zombies."

Wanda said, lowering her head slightly and bowing to Bai Ye, expressing her deepest gratitude.

Well, to be precise, it should have been someone else who fell into his mouth. Bai Ye secretly cursed, then shook his head slightly, opened his mouth and said with a smile: "You don't have to be so polite, I am saving myself when I save him."

"You are really too humble." Wanda looked at Bai Ye and bowed slightly.

She and Pietro have been dependent on each other since she was a child, and she cannot thank the person who saved her brother enough.

Bai Ye waved her hand gently again, and was about to say something when she looked up and said, "Oh, we're here."

The Victorian-style double doors at No. 177a Blake Street present a solemn and ancient atmosphere. The carvings on the door frames are meticulous and exquisite, as if telling a historical story. The golden door handles are decorated with gorgeous patterns, revealing an elegance and sophistication.

However, when Bai Ye and Wanda approached the door, their eyes could not help but be attracted by the blood stains on the white steps at the door. The blood stains spread from the door handle, flowed down, and dyed the entire steps red, like an evil mark.

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The blood stains formed a sharp contrast on the pure white steps, which was strong and terrifying. Their dripping traces were like bright red rose petals on the steps, exuding an unsettling atmosphere.

The expressions of Bai Ye and Wanda both changed slightly. Someone, or rather a corpse, could attack Doctor Strange's Holy of Holies. Logically speaking, this place should be protected by a magic circle.

The two exchanged silent glances, conveying a tacit understanding of vigilance to each other.

Regardless of whether the person who invades the Holy of Holies is a human or a zombie, he should know a certain degree of magic.

"Do you know any protective spells? Seraph Shield or something like that?" Bai Ye touched his chin, trying to recall what he had seen in the comics, and then asked.

Wanda smiled and replied: "Of course." Then she made seals with her fingers and activated the magic with a few phrases.

A layer of pale yellow light flashed from the two of them. This is the Shield of Seraphim, the Shield of Seraphim. Every mage must imagine a sense of security when releasing this spell.

Maybe it's a warm house, maybe it's a self-defense weapon, the specifics are different for each person, but anything that can be associated with a sense of security will do.

Recalling the information in his memory and feeling the warm sense of security on his body, Bai Ye nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at Bai Ye who was calm and composed in front of her, Wanda felt a little surprised in her heart. She didn't expect that Bai Ye knew a lot of magic knowledge, which surprised her more or less.

"Let's go in, there seems to be something going on inside?"

After gently pressing the shield, Bai Ye stepped forward and pushed open the blood-stained door. Almost at the same moment, the sound blocked by the door rushed into his ears.

"Please, stop resisting, Wang! I really don't want to hurt you, but I'm really...too hungry!"

"Every bite of meat makes me hungrier, and the hungrier I get, the more I want to eat!"

The Druid master who was infected into a zombie was screaming wildly, clapping his hands and releasing several fireballs the size of tires that flew forward.

His voice was full of despair and pain. His once majestic blue cloak was now stained with blood and no longer displayed its former splendor and sanctity.

The blood stains formed bright red patches on the cloak, which formed a strong contrast with the color of the cloak itself.

And his Mediterranean hairstyle, which had few hairs in the first place, was now a mess, scattered on his forehead and cheeks, looking lifeless. Blood seeped down his hair, forming bloody red streams.

Looking to the side again, I saw a bald man who was even more bald. He could be called a bald man. He was using his only remaining hand to move quickly, forming a complex gesture. There was a mysterious feeling in the air.

energy of.

These energies swirled around the king, forming a defensive barrier full of runes, emitting blue light. Those fireballs instantly hit the defensive barrier, emitting huge explosions and blazing flames.

In an instant, the runes on the barrier fell to the ground, and the entire barrier crumbled.

There were fine beads of sweat on the bald forehead, and the veins on his forehead were prominent. His physical strength and willpower were rapidly depleting. But even so, he still held on to the defensive formation and tried his best to resist the attack of Master Druid.

He closed his eyes and prayed silently in his heart: "Dr. Strange, I know you can hear me. Please come as soon as possible, we need your help. I can't hold on for much longer, and the Sanctuary needs you.

Guidelines."

The king now only hopes that Dr. Strange can feel his call and appear in front of him as soon as possible. Only Strange's magic and wisdom can reverse this desperate situation.

Otherwise, he would have no choice but to become the object of his former friend's affections.

Continuing to persist, Wang used his last strength to maintain the defensive formation, and at the same time prayed silently in his heart, looking forward to the arrival of reinforcements. He knew that as long as Strange came, they would be able to reverse the situation and turn this crisis into a blessing.

And another ball of flame condensed in the hands of Master Druid. This fire was bigger and more violent than before. If it were fired again, the king's barrier, which was already on the verge of collapse, would be absolutely unable to withstand it.

At this critical moment, a loud shout was heard throughout the sanctuary: "Stop it quickly, Master Druid! I have found an antidote to the zombies, and you can be freed from the pain of hunger!"

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Bai Ye's voice broke the tense atmosphere on the battlefield, and everyone turned to look at him. Even Wanda stared at Bai Ye dumbfounded, not expecting that he could actually provide the antidote.

When Master Druid heard Bai Ye's cry, he showed a painful and confused expression. He reluctantly stopped his crazy attack and stared at Bai Ye, a glimmer of hope seemed to flash in his blood-red eyes.

Bai Ye looked at him briefly, and then took out a small bottle of potion. The potion exuded a faint blue light, and there seemed to be a kind of redemptive power flowing in it.
Chapter completed!