Hunting College

When the deans of the four academies confronted the captains of the four Kraken ships in the air.

Wedge-shaped enclave, in the green sea.

Zheng Qing just smashed an iron-gray city wall of willow wood, and the sawdust and broken branches were scattered like snowflakes. While the young wizard took a picture of an'amulet' on his chest, he inspired the horse armor hanging on his leg. The person suddenly turned into a streamer and fled to the depths of the'heavy snow'.

But this streamer only escaped ten meters away, and stopped abruptly. Because there are more than twenty monsters just staying behind the wooden wall for a while, waiting for the wizard to pass. The cold breath and heavy shadows pressed against the face like a mountain, almost breathless.

The amulet burst into a striking golden mask in an instant.

Kaka.

Raise the gun, load up, aim, all in one go.

The crisp sound of the alchemy components colliding with each other in the rune guns seemed particularly clear in a suppressed atmosphere. The clear light that radiated when the talisman was half-excited passed through the barrel and accumulated on the muzzle, as if a dragon was raising its head to breathe, attracting the attention of many scarlet eyes from the opposite side.

Zheng Qing has reason to believe that this shot can definitely blow up the withered tree or the dead-eye tyrant who is the largest on the opposite side. Precisely because of this, he did not shoot immediately.

Because there is only one bullet in the magazine, and the monster on the opposite side has more than 20 bullets. He had only a Remington in his hand, not Gatling.

When the talisman is contained but not sent, the aura that exudes can make the monsters fear and shrink, but if this threat disappears, those guys will swarm up like hungry wolves and tear themselves to pieces—even if Zheng Qing turns over and jumps. When he went down to the city, he had already prepared for this kind of mentality, but it didn't mean that he would easily accept the coming of death.

For a moment, a trace of regret rolled over the young wizard's heart. If the runegun magazine contained a bullet wrapped in a blood talisman, it might be easy to explode the team of more than twenty registered wizard-level demons.

But immediately, he got rid of the sway and looked forward firmly.

At the same time, the monsters on the opposite side were no longer silent.

"Arthur of the Mist, the captain of the fifth team of the Mist."

"Young wizard, say your name."

"I will give you eternal peace with the honor of the death knight."

The black knight riding on the tall nightmare took the lead to get out of the queue, pulled down the mask on the helmet, raised the sword in his hand, and the buzzing sound shook Zheng Qing's whole body and got goose bumps.

Of course, it is also possible that the slightly weird pre-war declaration of the Death Knight made the young public-funded students a little allergic.

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes at the bottom of his heart—even on the hunting ground, there is no convention for opponents to notify each other of their names, let alone on the battlefield—he very much suspects that the long life of the undead has completely solidified the consciousness of the knight before him. It forgets the difference between classical knights and death knights.

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The young wizard replied briefly, and at the same time drew the silver-white Colt python from the gray cloth bag, and turned the magazine like a demonstration to make his words more convincing.

It is a pity that in this battlefield where death and chaos are intertwined, threats have greatly reduced the effectiveness of the demons.

"Mist!"

The death knight pulled on the reins, his crotch nightmare neighed, and his eyes burst into scary red light. At the same time, he raised his sword in his hand, drew several circles in mid-air, and shouted, "Arthur!"

Zheng Qing felt that he was in conflict with the guy named ‘Arthur’.

When I first enrolled in school last year, I had a fight with the guy by this name. Now that I changed the world, I didn't expect to have to fight with this name.

Most of the wood chips and twigs that have been blooming have fallen to the ground.

The brief negotiations have also broken down.

The boy took a deep breath and fixed his eyes on the death knight who was charging at the nearest distance to him, and the three-headed **** dog whose saliva was splashing and the malice in his eyes was clearly visible, ready to blow these two guys. Retreat immediately afterwards.

But before he pulled the trigger, he felt like his head was hit hard by a hammer, his eyes were black, his mind was blank, there was only a buzzing noise in his ears, and the whole person instantly lost the ability to resist.

汜豜汜. It is the soul impact of the dead-eye tyrant!

Forbidden curse breath can break the natural ability of Deadeye Tyrant, allowing young wizards to maintain limited thinking ability, but it can't make up for physical defects.

Compared with the forbidden curse, Zheng Qing’s body is too fragile to withstand the full power of the forbidden curse; similarly, compared with the more than twenty monsters on the opposite side, the wizard is too young, and a single method is far superior to the face. He is particularly passive when he is an opponent of his own ability.

Thoughts were turning wildly between weakness and loss of control.

Zheng Qing doubted very much that when his consciousness was reconnected with his body, he would see a body that had been divided by five horses, no, eight or even eighteen.

The previous plan of self-confidence and self-destruction to pull a few monsters to explode became a joke when the physical body was severed from the thoughts. Zheng Qing's thoughts can only linger anxiously over the lake of the heart.

Fortunately, the forbidden curse air mass floating above the heart lake was still running steadily, and the pipe that penetrated into the air mass to extract the forbidden curse breath still made a gurgling suction sound.

This is barely good news.

The wizard turned this thought in his mind, at least, the situation hadn't completely collapsed.

When the white light spot representing reality reappeared over the heart lake, the long-awaited young wizard did not hesitate to shove his thoughts into the white spot.

Consciousness returned to reality.

Severe pain came up almost at the same moment. Zheng Qing felt that every breath smelled of rust, and the ribs on his chest were broken. During the breath, the whole person felt like being torn. Every bone and every muscle in his body was screaming, making him wonder if he was being slowed by the demons.

Soon, he denied this speculation.

Because one of his arms and a few fingers can move freely, there is no movement in his ears—of course, the most important thing is that there is no smell of a demon within the range of his perception.

Reluctantly raising his eyelids, there were two rounds of sun hanging in the white sky, one golden and the other red, which made his eyes hurt. There were no luxuriant willow branches in his sight, nor those ferocious demons.

This caused him to deny his previous guess twice.

Cough.

The boy coughed violently and cautiously, with a salty smell accumulating in his throat. He wanted to turn over, but was'telled' by his body that all the muscles and bones had gone.

He tried to raise his arms, trying to cover the dazzling sunlight, but his weak arm finally slapped his face.

Mi He Mi. His face was wet, and even the palms of his hands became slippery.

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