Becoming A God At Level 100 From Hunter

"Huh? Mission?"

"We've only just released a mission for one month in a row!"

A girl with glasses said impatiently.

"But this is the task that the higher-ups set for you to complete." Yizhi Jiegao whispered, and looked at the white-haired boy behind the girl.

"Appoint us? Appoint the dog roll!" The girl, or Chanyuan Maki, pouted.

"This..." Yizhi Jiegao was slightly embarrassed.

"Okay, let's talk about the task!" Chanyuan Maki said with a cold snort.

Hearing this, Yizhi Jiegao was overjoyed immediately, and quickly talked about the information sent along with the mission.

"It's like this, this time the task is a curse master, and the spell should be related to speed, so it needs the curse of the classmate Goujuan to stabilize the opponent.

"It's this kind of mission again, what do you think of Goujuan?" Zenyuan Maki looked at the white-haired boy, that is, Goujuuji "093" and asked.

"Salmon roe!" said Curly the Dog flatly.

Because as a spellcaster, Goujuan's unintentional words also contain the power of spells, so Goujuan will only answer questions with rice ball fillings on weekdays.

"That's it!" Chanyuan Maki scratched her head and looked at the panda beside her.

"In this case, Panda, you continue to train those two boys in school, and I will accompany Gou Juan for a walk, and let Gou Juan go to do tasks with those guys by himself, I always feel a little uneasy.

"Yes!" The panda nodded with a simple and honest smile: "Then you two should be careful."

"Don't worry! I will pull the dog roll and hide at the end to watch the show." Chanyuan Maki grinned.

Pulling out the curse spirit and the like, she is duty-bound to deal with the curse master, of course, let the group of conservatives in the Director's Association contribute!

"Big mustard!" The dog Juici also said.

Yizhi Jiegao drove the car and brought Zenyuan Maki and Gou Makitou to the mission gathering place.

When the two got out of the car, the team from the Director of Spells had already arrived and was waiting here.

"This lineup is quite luxurious!" Chanyuan Maki said softly, looking at the team of almost twenty people in front of her.

Having said that, Zenyuan Maki's face is much more serious. .

"Pickled high vegetables!" Gou Juji also whispered, reminding Yuan Maki that the mission is dangerous. .

"I know, this mission is not easy!" Chanyuan Maki glanced at the twenty-member team in front of her.

Fifteen of them are dressed in standard clothes and wearing spell tools, and they should be the Qingling Team of the High Supervisor Department of Curse.

It belongs to people who have the power of mantra but do not have the magic formula. After training, they use the power of mantra to strengthen the body and use the island of mantra to fight.

As for the other six people dressed in non-standard clothes.

Feeling the sense of danger brought by the other party, these six people are at least quasi-first-level conjurers like Goujuanji, or even real first-class conjurers.

"Everyone is here! Let's go!"

A conjurer who gave Zenyuan Maki the strongest sense of danger looked at the two of them and said in a deep voice.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zenyuan Maki and Gou Juanji to react, he set off directly and rushed towards the mountain.

The two looked at each other and could only follow quickly.

"When you see the enemy later, Goujuan Conjurer, you can just restrain him with spells, and leave the rest of the battle to us. As for you..." the speaking conjurer glanced at Chanyuan Maki and said directly.

"You can protect him next to the dog-rolled conjurer!"

Chanyuan Maki frowned, of course she could hear the conjurer's disdain for her, but she was already used to it.

Rather, this arrangement is in line with Zenyuan Maki's wishes.

"It's just ahead, 600 meters in the direction of one o'clock!" A magician said suddenly.

Obviously a conjurer with the ability to detect.

"Everyone prepare for battle!" The conjurer who gave the order before continued to order at this time.

Everyone heard the sound and was ready to fight.

Even the dog curly thorn pulled down the collar covering his mouth, Zenyuan Maki also clenched the magic tool in his hand.

"500*...400*...300*..."

Following the voice of the conjurer who was probing the spell, everyone's attention was raised to the highest level.

"200 meters...100 meters..."

"superior!"

At the moment of the last 100 meters, the team leader conjurer gave the order directly.

What level of opponent is this time Zenyuan Maki and Goujuanji don't know, but he knows it clearly.

It is unrealistic to sneak into the opponent's side quietly and carry out a sneak attack.

Six first-level and quasi-first-level conjurers took the lead, followed by fifteen members of the Qinglin team, holding the props in their hands tightly.

As for Zenyuan Maki and Gou Juanji, they are at the back.

A group of people moved forward at an extremely fast speed, and soon a voice appeared in front of them, looking at it, it was obviously waiting for them...

Seeing the figure, the dog roll at the back immediately followed the original plan and said directly: "Don't move..."

The moment the voice fell, the spell power surged, but the next moment, the dog curled up and knelt down on the ground clutching his throat in pain.

Zenyuan Maki in front of Gou Juanji subconsciously glanced at the voice behind her, and her expression changed drastically.

"Dog roll? Dog roll?"

"Quick... run away!" Gou Juanji covered his throat in pain, and spoke intermittently in Zenyuan Zhenxi's ear.

"escape?"

Chanyuan Maki's eyes narrowed slightly, then she suddenly thought of something, without any hesitation, she was about to pick up the dog and run away.

...

"I advise you to stay still."

A strange voice suddenly rang in Chanyuan Maki's ear, accompanied by a strong murderous aura.

Zen impossible! This is impossible!!!

Just now, there were six first-level quasi-first-level conjurers and fifteen conjurers who could not use spells but also possessed spell power.

Moreover, she didn't hear any movement.

No, there's something there, the most common...blood smell to conjurers.

Zenyuan Maki froze all over, and then saw the man who was regarded as their target approaching.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" Chanyuan Maki's pupils shrank sharply, and this idea kept appearing in her mind.

"Really... Has no one told you not to use compulsion spells on enemies whose strengths differ too much?"

A sigh sounded in Zenyuan Maki's ear.

"What did he say on 4.8?" Chanyuan Maki was in a daze, before she could react, she saw the man take out...a mobile phone?

"Hey! Gojo Satoru, you'd better bring your family to me within a minute, otherwise, you will lose a student."

As the man spoke, he passed Zenyuan Maki.

"I'm not dead?" Zenyuan Maki's eyes widened, and her brain seemed to be working again at this moment.

"Gojo Satoru? Gojo teacher? Does she know Gojo teacher?"

Zenyuan Maki thought of this instantly, turned around and wanted to say something.

But the moment she turned around, her eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

In front of her were the twenty-one headless corpses, including the six first-level quasi-level magicians.

"Just...what the hell happened?".