Hunting High School

The light of the sky lantern is as bright as the morning sun and as cool as the full moon.

That figure as tall as a mountain had no place to hide in the bright light, revealing its true colors.

In terms of overall outline, it looks like a silverback gorilla walking on the ground, except that his two forearms are thicker than those of the gorilla, and the ends of the forearms are not thick and short knuckles, but ones like The sharp claws, as thick as a plow, are buckled in the dead gravel, and the tips of the claws seem to be coated with a layer of matte material, which does not appear cold, but exudes a palpitating chill.

Brown-black long hair covered the whole body, as if a thick coir raincoat had been draped over him, only the rough and thick skin was exposed on the face and shoulders. There are bony spur-like protrusions on the back of the elbow and the shoulder blade, but it seems that there are traces of breaking off, and there are eye-catching stubbles left.

His expression is submerged under the folds of skin on his face, his eyes are small, and only two faint red lights are revealed, which also explains why only when he raises his head and stretches the skin on his face, can he show those stunning pair of eyes Frightened eyes.

At this moment, He closed his mouth, and the fangs of his lower jaw were like traps set by hunters, covering His thick lips. Two upward-curving fangs protruded from the left and right corners of his mouth, very much like the teeth of an ancient mammoth.

"Behemoth."

"One of the most powerful bloodlines among the original demons, known as the minion of the devil, the doorman of Satan, and the guard of The Underworld, is a symbol of darkness and evil, a monster that can support the earth... He does not belong to the Lich , nor a sea monster, but they like to eat people more than those two kinds of monsters."

"Yes, cannibals, including but not limited to white dogs, wizards, alien messengers, visitors from another world, etc., there seems to be no creature that He does not like to eat. His worst record is in a Passover celebration At that time, he ate up all the creatures in a small city in one go, even the dogs... and even ate a favored person of an Outer God and several newly fallen Liches."

"That's why when the First University sent a hunting team to hunt him down, the other monsters pretended not to see it, and those great beings in the depths of the starry sky helped the school to restrain his brothers, sisters and distant relatives."

Hunbuyu stood on the tower belonging to the council under the moon, and introduced to several other councilors—in fact, mainly to Su Shijun, who was the youngest and most inexperienced—the behemoth exposed to the light of the sky lantern.

"Bechymos," the witch said while holding the spell book, "this name sounds familiar...I always feel like I've heard this name somewhere before."

Even though several layers of defensive circles were separated and she was far away from the giant beast, the instinct from the fox clan still warned her, making the tails behind her stiff as if frozen, without the comfort of swinging leisurely before. .

"Bechymos is just his title, and his real name may only be known to him."

The Duke of Milton did not know when he took out another Burgundy cup, and the viscous Amber light dangled in the cup, and he approached it enthusiastically: "Like Augustus, the president of the Hemophilia, Bessie Moss belongs to the most powerful existence of the Beamon clan."

"It turns out that He belongs to the Beamon family!" Wilhelm Potter suddenly realized, put his hands together, jumped onto the female wall, and leaned out, as if he wanted to see more clearly: "... I always heard the Elders say that the king of beasts Wang, I didn't expect to look like this. Are we going to fight this monster? It's exciting."

"I wish you good luck." Milton sneered again and again: "You are a wolf cub who doesn't even have a breakthrough as a great wizard. To challenge Beamon, who is at the top level of a great wizard... admirable courage."

"Better than some bat that only drinks cat urine." Wilhelm sneered without showing weakness.

"Luck is like magic power, and it is limited in this world." Seeing the two congressmen were about to tear each other up in front of the witch, he hurriedly reconciled without saying a word: "We are lucky, we don't need to face that monster directly ...our luck means bad luck on the other side...even the moon is helping us."

"What does this have to do with the moon?" Su Shijun asked curiously.

"Today is June 6th of the Baiding calendar, the month of hope (sivan) in the Hebrew calendar," said Hun silently pinching his fingers to calculate, and confirmed:

"To be precise, today is September 14, 5769 in the Hebrew calendar...According to the information collected before the council, Bechymos is energetic, including magic power, every year during the summer solstice of April in the Hebrew calendar. Only when it reaches the peak of the year, roaring and neighing, can shake the world, even the giant dragon will feel weak and weak when it hears it, and will be intimidated by it."

"But you just said that it is now the ninth month of the Hebrew calendar," Su Shijun suddenly said, "This can almost be regarded as one of the months farthest from April... In other words, Bechymos is in the ninth month." Will it weaken during this time?"

"He may be relatively lazy," Hunbuyu used an analogy very cautiously: "It's like a bear in the hibernation season. But no matter how lazy it is, a bear is still a bear and will not be attacked by a bat or a hound." threaten."

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Milton Karen suddenly felt that Amber was no longer fragrant.

"The school should get rid of those restless prisoners in the black prison earlier," he stood behind the empty wall of the tower, looked around, his eyes fell on the dark boundary outside the range of the sky lantern, and sighed deeply Tone:

"...Just like those wild blood races, if left unattended, it will eventually cause big trouble. Just like now, the monsters outside the black prison are eyeing, and the monsters in the black prison are also eager to try."

Soul silently smiled.

"Demons can't be killed." He paused and thought of a new metaphor: "Demons are like weeds. Even if you burn them to ashes this winter, after a while, when the weather gets warmer, they will grow again." The Underworld creeps out some new species. The only way to get rid of them is to compost."

"Compost?" The curious eyes of several senators fell on Hunbuyu at the same time.

Even Gongsun Bing, who had been standing silently on the edge of the tower, moved his ears slightly.

"Compost," Hunbuyu pointed to the surroundings, and gestured: "The black prison is a warehouse, and the demons are piled up in the black prison to accumulate compost for the black yellow wood."

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"Ugh," Milton pinched the Burgundy glass with one hand and his nose with the other, looking as if he was about to spit it out, "that is to say, we are standing in the dung pile of black and yellow wood, and we are dealing with a big pile of dung." Combat?"

Su Shijun's face turned pale when he heard this terrible metaphor.

"It's not that bad." Hunbuyu took Milton's wine glass and patted him on the back: "Renzhonghuang, Ye Mingsha, Mochiyuesha, Bailixiang, Wulingzhi...we make potions with these ingredients Used it all the time... wizards deal with shit every day, you just have to give them nice names."