Hunting High School

Wilbur Whateley is a strange wizard who walks between the hidden and the real. He has the face of a goat, rough curly hair, yellowish skin, and tentacles and tails on his lower body.

Of course, compared with his strange appearance, his more widely known identity stems from the imprint in his blood—it is said that his father is Yog Sotos, one of the most powerful outer gods in the depths of the starry sky.

The most famous title of Yog Sotos is 'All-knowing and all-seeing'. Although this title is a bit exaggerated for legendary wizards and above, for ordinary people and low-level wizards, this title is Moistureless.

It was really surprising that the Rat Fairy was able to produce the potion concocted by Wilbur.

"Is there Wilbur's blood in it?" The wandering wizard stared at the bubbles that looked like 'eyeballs' on the glass wall of the bottle with great interest, and whispered: "It is said that he was bitten by a group of rabid dogs, there is no residual poison in the blood, right? ..."

"It's the blood of Wilbur's Little Brother," the Rat Fairy corrected, "Wilbur just concocted this potion from the ancient notes handed down by the Whateley family, and I paid a lot of money to get it... none of these The point...do you use it or not?"

In the last sentence, it was obviously a little angry.

The other three wizards immediately followed the remonstrance, took the ampoules, and each put a drop of potion on their eyelids.

Looking around again, the whole world has become different.

The originally cold and dry alpine climate dissipated in an instant. The sky above the head became dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun was scarlet, as if there was blood surging in the sky.

There are parts of fragile dimensions that collapse in such an environment.

Flickering, fine fragments slipped past several wizards, and no one tried to reach out to grab those images. Because everyone knows that it is the last phantom sound left when the dimensional line is broken.

Everyone is facing each other.

The towering mountain still stands there, but it is no longer silent. From the thick mountain belly, there are faint ominous humming and rumbling sounds, which seem very unnatural and make people feel uncomfortable.

The titan skeleton leaning against the mountain is probably the only thing that hasn't changed in this world. Even so, its left hand is very different from before.

After changing the angle of view, everyone finally saw clearly that there was an extremely thin pitch-black silk thread protruding from the void and bound to Ju Lingsan's phalanx. The coccyx and ring finger have just been bound and are being extended to other bones.

The throbbing of life came along the silk thread, allowing the dead titan to regain the power of commotion.

Everyone stared at the silk thread.

After a long time, the wandering wizard spoke first: "I heard in the store... that many children at school have liked to drink goat's milk recently. I thought it was an accident. Now it seems that the situation is much more complicated than what I heard."

"Last weekend, Kerma expelled a shadow in the North District." The Rat Immortal also added: "It is said that a wizard in the North District lost control and was occupied by an unknown existence... That shadow has dozens of wildly dancing tentacles, huge black clouds of flesh, and mouths dripping with slime."

"The little genius who grew up on Pedestrian Street lost a black goat."

Fei Rui raised his head subconsciously and glanced at the sky.

The gloomy clouds overhead seemed to be becoming more and more like pieces of meat, just as the mouse fairy said.

He rubbed his little paws, and finally said the taboo name: "Is it really He... Nicholas... Si?"

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"Is it the black goat of the forest that breeds thousands of descendants?" Terry Duzem finally understood what the seniors said, and frowned: "Why does such an existence get involved in such a trivial matter?"

For the vast majority of wizards in the wizarding world, an event involving a large number of top registered wizards, many great wizards, black prisons, and demons is undoubtedly a big event.

But for those legends that exist in the depths of the starry sky, this is just a child's play.

"They probably think it's funny and want to play a joke on us?" The wandering wizard laughed dryly.

"Joke? There is no such thing as humor in the sky...they don't need a reason to do things." The Rat Immortal pinched the armrest of the Chenxiang chariot, and his voice was much lower: "For them, it doesn't matter what they want to do or what they don't want to do." No need for a reason..."

This answer made everyone fall into silence.

The cold wind blew over this stone platform on the mountainside again, Fei Rui blinked his eyes, and at some point, the black clouds above his head had dissipated again, and the afterglow that fell put a golden edge on the sky, and the mountain became quiet again. The disturbing thin black line on the titan's left hand also disappeared.

It touched its eyelids.

The effect of the potion has worn off.

"Perhaps," the shortest member hesitated, raised his paw and suggested, "Perhaps, we should ask the school to deal with this matter..."

"School?" Terry Duzem yelled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "You want the school to know that I violated the ban and re-refined 'Artificial God'? I will be thrown into the black prison !!"

The wandering wizard also glanced at the little mouse at his feet.

"You remind me of a pheasant I killed when I was a child." The old wizard said in a very nostalgic tone: "Did you know that when the pheasant felt its head was placed on the chopping board, it stretched its neck even longer Some... maybe it's just their instinct. But it made it easier for me to chop off its head. You're like a chicken on that chopping block now."

Fei Rui touched the back of Own's neck and muttered: "...But, my neck is very short. It can't be stretched."

The joke is cold.

The Rat Immortal held a wine bottle in his hand, bit the cork off at some point, gulped himself a few gulps, and then sighed: "A sense of humor...is not a pleasant word."

The wandering wizard's expression changed drastically, and he reached out his hand to touch his pocket a few times, then looked at the wine bottle in the mouse fairy's hand with a dark face: "When did you steal it?"

"Sense of humor!" Rat Immortal raised the wine bottle, did not answer the wandering wizard's words, but sighed heavily again: "Just like Mark Twain once said... Humor comes from sadness, not happiness. There's no humor."

"I didn't intend to tell the school about the existence of Ju Zero Three." Fei Rui also raised his little paw, and added Own's suggestion: "I mean...we can help spread the existence of 'that' and let the school give priority to it Get rid of this trouble... the school has the ability to keep him out of this world."

Terry Duzem's eyes suddenly brightened up.

The wandering wizard smiled and tugged the brim of his peaked hat, indicating that he was also very interested in this suggestion.

Several wizards blew a blast of cold wind on the boulder on the mountainside, until the sunset completely disappeared into the sky, and the moonlight began to smear the white snow on the top of the mountain, and the elves on the arch woke up from their sleep again.

They rubbed their eyes, drilled olive branches and laurel leaves, and made the arch grow bigger in a hymn.

Four figures disappeared into the doorway one after another.

Only a few broken words are left to flow with the wind.

"Doctor, why did you name it 'Giant Zero Three'?"

"Giant, means gigantic... Refers to an existence that surpasses 'big' but is not yet 'legendary'...Zero three, it's a number that's clear at a glance..."

"Sure enough, it's the usual style of an alchemist..."

"That is to say, before Giant Zero Three, there were Giant Zero One, Giant Zero Two...even Giant Zero Zero?"

"Shut up! That's the silence clause! It's not something you should know!!"