Hunting High School

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Not far in front of Zheng Qing, the originally solid ground suddenly collapsed, revealing a deep pit with a diameter of one meter. On the left and right sides of the pit, there is still a little bit of floating soil, and white heat is rising from it, as if the pit was melted by some kind of very high temperature; but in the pit, there is no hot magma, only endless The darkness makes people feel chills in their hearts.

The wizard dragged the witch, and carefully took two steps toward Retreat.

"What is that?" The jade pendant on Jiang Yu's wrist shone slightly, and a halo appeared from the book in her hand. She looked at the deep pit and guessed in a low voice: "I heard that there is a monster called the Earth Devil. , Similar potholes will appear on the ground before infestation."

Zheng Qing doesn't know what it is to drill an Earth Devil.

But he knew that the deep pit that suddenly appeared was definitely not a friendly 'greeting'.

"Whether it's the Earth Devil or the tree demon grandma, if you dare to appear in front of me, you must be prepared to take a shot." The wizard clicked, loaded the rune gun in his hand, and squeezed the trigger firmly with his fingers, trying to make the own sound Appeared very calm.

Then he felt that the witch's grip on his arm was slightly stronger, as if to express that she was relieved, or that she was relieved by his words.

"Moo!"

The deep roar of the nose ring and ear ring behind him interrupted the boy's reverie. He turned his head and took a quick glance, only to see that the two-headed Minotaur was raising its totem stick, holding it in mid-air, blocking a heavily smashed totem stick. wooden stick.

The tail of the wooden stick was connected to an old dead tree not far away. The tree and the stick were filled with strange colors similar to those on the moss, moving lightly and wriggling like flowing water.

This time, Zheng Qing finally noticed that those strange colors had spread to the entire dead forest.

Among the branches, trunks, strange rocks, gravel, and even the air and starlight, there are strange colors flowing everywhere. The dead trees and strange rocks painted with those colors, swept away the lifelessness before, and came alive.

The "Little Stars" summoned by "Babi Little Star" hang quietly in mid-air, separated by gorgeous colors, their shapes are somewhat distorted and deformed, just like the sunflowers painted by Van Gogh, except that these sunflowers are generally bluish white .

A strange color passed through the Minotaur's totem stick, coating the stick with a layer of brilliant color, but it did not affect the stick's new magical halo on the ground.

If these colors were highly poisonous, they would have died of poisoning. With this awareness, the wizard stretched out his hand, opened his five fingers, and then slowly closed them.

Strange colors flowed away silently between his fingers, without the coldness of holding water, without the emptiness of holding air, and without the resistance of holding soft mud. Zheng Qing felt like he was grabbing a newly born slime, he could feel a little sticky in his hand, and the intuition from the wizard warned him that these colors were dangerous.

"There is no way to guard against it at all." He shook his head and analyzed in a low voice: "This is a black prison. Under normal circumstances, darkness is the only color in this world... Ordinary prisoners enter this dead forest, and when they realize it, they have already been killed." These colors surround."

Jiang Yu nodded and added: "And it's not like poisonous mist or miasma, we can tell it right away with our senses... It seems to be just some strange colors, but it's full of vitality."

While the two young wizards were rapidly analyzing the predicament in front of them, the two-headed Minotaur swung the totem pole and flew around, smashing the dead branches 'grabbed' in the air.

Even so, there are still countless activated branches in the forest, forming twisted and weird claws, grabbing the prey that fell into the net.

"careful!"

Zhu Si, who was hiding between the Minotaur's heads, suddenly yelled, and pointed at Zheng Qing's feet: "What's on the ground!"

The wizard lowered his head, and saw slender white grasses that had grown two or three inches above the ground, like soft ropes, intertwined with each other, silently clinging to Minotaur's hooves, men and women. In the wizard's shoes, they burrowed into every crack they found, and then stretched deeper.

More grasses twisted together in twos and threes, weaving into a large white net, binding the legs and feet of the prey.

Swish, Swish!

It wasn't until he saw the figures of those white grasses that the rustling sound reached Zheng Qing's ears. This kind of sound is so unpleasant that it gives people a feeling of itching somewhere on their body but they don't know where to scratch it.

"boom!"

On Jiang Yu's wrist, a jade bead fell and shattered in mid-air, turning into a blue flame, burning across the ground with a radius of 100 meters in an instant.

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In the blink of an eye, the white grasses were reduced to ashes in the blue flames.

But the rustling still lingered.

Under the feet, visible to the naked eye, between the gravel and ashes, the white grass sprouted little by little delicate leaf tips.

"It can't go on like this."

Zheng Qing muttered, leaning close to the witch's ear, and whispered: "You stand back a little bit, and take care of Jusi and Minotaur...I'm going to shoot."

Jiang Yu nodded silently and quietly retreated a small step.

The wizard took a deep breath, raised the rune gun in his hand, and aimed it in front of him—as far as he could see, there were brilliant colors, and the dead woods were barking their teeth and claws in the rustling sound.

His finger tightened slowly on the trigger, and when he was about to pull it, a color suddenly rolled in his vision, revealing a gap. The background of the gap is the night of the black prison. Above the night, there is a bluish-white light cluster that sprinkles faint starlight. In the starlight, a black cat is jumping around, fighting against the flowing colors around it. The branches protruding from the middle were scratched and broken.

is own shadow.

Zheng Qing looked at the dark red eyes of the black cat, felt the familiar aura, and immediately withdrew his hand. With this shot, the black cat would either die or be half disabled.

Since this direction does not work, then change the direction.

Without hesitation, Zheng Qing turned his gun and chose the side - the dry forest is so big, no matter which direction he shoots, he can blast a path.

But this time, before he could aim, the shadow of the black cat appeared in his sight again. It is still the scene of fighting with tree monsters and colors.

The wizard frowned, and his face became a little ugly.

The monsters who can survive in the black prison have a keen sense of danger. Obviously, the owner of this dry forest is aware of the threat of the rune gun, and has also found a way to deal with it. It's just that Zheng Qing doesn't know whether it confuses his own senses or creates an illusion in front of him.

No matter which one, he has no way to crack it immediately.

Seeing the sorcerer turning his gun repeatedly, but still not making a move, Jiang Yu realized that the situation had changed, and asked in a low voice, "Is there something wrong?"