Hunting High School

There is no light in the world of Hell.

But today, the prisoners in the prison rioted and set up The Underworld equation outside the black prison castle to drain the underground magma; the wizards also raised countless sky lanterns and sprinkled the ground with brilliance.

Under the heavy night, the two sides propped up a little bit of dim light.

If you were in the world of wizards or dreamland, this little bit of light would be inconspicuous at all, and would easily be drowned in the bright stars above your head.

But in Hell.

This light became the only beacon in the darkness, clearly marking the direction they needed to go to Zheng Qing and others.

At this moment, a group of people are standing on a small piece of flat ground at the top of the mountain range on the side of the valley.

Behind them, the effect of "Moonrise is bright" has not yet disappeared, and the silver-white halo sprinkles on the plain at the mouth of the valley. The teaching assistants are confronting the little black goat, and there are one or two crisp explosions in the field from time to time. and the whine and howl of the gigantic mass still bound.

In front of them is the endless darkness, which makes people fearful. It is difficult for Zheng Qing to describe his feelings when he saw the darkness for the first time. It was pitch black in all directions, and the faint moonlight behind him was both a support and a shackle. among.

It seems that if you step into it, you will fall into the bottomless water, or sink into the viscous quagmire that can swallow everything. This feeling of oppression is suffocating.

Fortunately, at the end of this darkness, there is still a little bit of light, trembling, blooming a little color, but it seems that it will be crushed by the heavy night at any time.

This is the direction Thomas pointed out to Zheng Qing earlier. After the paper crane led the young wizards to climb to the top of the mountain and saw the light, it instantly turned into a ball of fire and disappeared into the black prison.

For some reason, after seeing the dot of light at the end of the darkness, a word came to Zheng Qing's mind inexplicably.

hope.

Perhaps people in desperate situations see a glimmer of hope, just like they feel when they see that light in the dark at this moment.

"That's right,"

The old Lich stood beside the young public fee student, looking at the light at the end of the darkness, his face was a bit ugly, but he still replied honestly: "That is the direction of the Hell Castle..."

From its point of view, since Zheng Qing already knew the direction of Hell Hell Castle, he would naturally not waste a magic potion and hire it to lead the way, so he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

But Zheng Qing didn't think so.

It is true that they know the general direction, but in a strange world, especially a world full of dangers and terrifying enemies hidden everywhere, in addition to roughly accurate directions, they need reliable guides and qualified cannon fodder.

"This is a deposit."

The wizard took out the transparent ampoule from the gray cloth bag and stuffed it into the old lich's paw. The translucent potion rippled slightly in the glass bottle, arousing a charming magical halo and a string of fine bubbles: " …When you take us outside the Black Prison Castle, we will pay for the follow-up fee."

The follow-up expenses he mentioned are some raw materials for the preparation of magic potions, which were agreed before.

"Oh, may Merlin bless you, merciful Young Master!"

The old Lich grabbed the potion tightly and made a grateful expression. His scarlet eyes became a little wet, and he looked more and more creepy. Bless you!"

Zheng Qing hastily withdrew his hand, fearing that the old Lich would be agitated and hurt him.

That would be too bad luck.

The old lich didn't continue to express his loyalty, but couldn't wait to stuff the potion, together with the ampoule containing the potion, into his mouth, as if he was afraid that the potion would disappear in the next second.

Creak creak.

The crisp sound of broken glass shards resounded between its teeth, which made the teeth ache.

Zheng Qing smacked his lips, turned around as if avoiding, and looked back.

In the distance, on the river valley plain, clusters of dazzling magic fluctuations came and went one after another, almost covering the small magic moon in the sky. The air around was turbulent in the magic power, and there was even a hunting wind on the top of the mountain, blowing from all directions, almost blinding people.

Zheng Qing could vaguely see a touch of blue flickering in the magic tide, flying sand and heavy night, it was the figure of the Kunpeng hunting team.

Unable to take away the trophy of the hunting team, Zhang Boren and his team members finally did not obey the arrangement of the teaching assistants and retreated with Zheng Qing and others. Instead, they turned into a big blue fish again, hovering near the battlefield, ready to respond at any time Zhang Yu et al.

The 'creaking' sound in the ear came to an end.

Zheng Qing withdrew his gaze and took a glance. The old lich was standing humbly on the edge of the mountain with his body bent, half of his body submerged in the darkness behind the mountain, and half of his body remaining in the dim moonlight on the top of the mountain.

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The black cat squatted at Zheng Qing's feet, flicking its tail boredly, as if it could squint at any time.

Jiang Yuzheng and Zhu Si got together and whispered something. There were more than a dozen bottles and jars floating in front of them. Through the light, Zheng Qing could vaguely see that many of the jars were filled with different magic materials, such as those soaked in wine. Eyeballs in the bottle, dried thin skins, neatly cut grass roots, and liquid with obvious traces of Sacred's blessing, etc.

Sensing the wizard's gaze, the two witches looked up at him.

"Hey, it's getting late, we should go."

Fearing that people would mistakenly think he was peeping, Zheng Qing subconsciously touched the tip of his nose, turned his face to look at the endless darkness on the other side, and sighed sincerely: "...This black light is blind, and you can't see the way. It feels very uncomfortable." Hard."

"It's easy, follow me!"

The old lich couldn't wait to prove the role of own: "I have stayed in the black prison for decades, and I am very familiar with the environment here... The black prison has no light... As long as you follow closely, follow what I said Although there are still bumps and bumps along the way, you will definitely not fall headlong into Jinlunjiali."

Jinlunga is a well-known abyss in the wizarding world. It is said that it is connected to The Underworld, Purgatory and even the Eye of Return, and the number of gods buried in it is unknown.

With the closed nature of the black prison world, naturally there will be no connection with Jin Lunga.

What the old lich meant was that it could lead Zheng Qing and others to avoid similar dangerous terrains, so that they would not fall headlong into a desperate situation surrounded by demons or dangers.

While speaking, its scarlet eyes always turned to where the two witches were.

Those bottles floating in the air, and the pure magic power faintly rippling in the bottles, made it salivate. If it hadn't just eaten a whole tiger demon before and drank a magic potion later, it would definitely not be like this now. Concentration.

Zheng Qing coughed heavily.

The old lich looked back with difficulty, and put on a flattering smile on his face again.