Hunting High School

Fuchsia, pink, no, fuchsia.

There was also a breath of blood.

Strange colors rolled and flowed in mid-air, interweaving pieces of magnificence, which made people dazzled and fascinated. Zheng Qing felt that when he carefully looked at those colors, the little sapling in the sea of ​​consciousness made a joyful rustling sound.

Unknowingly, the frequency of his rune gun attacks gradually decreased, and he focused more and more on observing those strange colors.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yu pulled the wizard hard, leading him to avoid a huge tree branch that fell from the sky—the wood was like a battering ram, and even brought a heavy roar when it fell.

Zheng Qing turned back dully and looked at the witch: "Do you feel... when you look at those colors, it's like looking at a starry sky... bright, gorgeous, and poetic."

boom!

The witch crushed another approaching dry tree demon with one shot, and at the same time threw a jade bead on the ground, summoning a light blue flame, burning the fine white grass that had just grown a few feet into a piece of white ash.

Only then did she have the time to answer the wizard's question.

"Starry sky?" Jiang Yu took a careful look at Zheng Qing, looked at his slightly empty eyes, and seemed to realize something, with a trace of anxiety on his face: "We must leave here immediately!"

As she spoke, she reached out and took out the blood rune bullet from her belt, intending to implement the final plan.

But a hand was on her wrist.

"Wait a little longer," Zheng Qing raised his head, looked at the colors that were spinning and spreading in a dazed way, and murmured, "Wait a little longer...I feel that this color is very good for us."

What answered him was a bottle of Lourdes holy water that the witch took out from her handbag.

Crash.

The liquid that exuded a faint white light covered the head and face, and poured on the wizard's body, emitting wisps of blue smoke. Groups of strange colors, like cats with their tails on fire, screamed and escaped from Zheng Qing's body, converging into the color group in mid-air.

Just at this time, there seemed to be several screams coming from a far distance outside the dry forest.

hum! !

The dull sound echoed in the depths of the earth, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, carrying forward the nine lands. Zheng Qing faintly felt that the voice seemed to be inexplicably harmonious with every part of his body, and the surrounding magic also seemed to hear the voice and cheered happily.

"Are you awake?" The witch looked sideways at the wizard seriously, and at the same time was alert to the approaching tree demon and those strange colors.

Zheng Qing wiped the water from his face, nodded with a dark face.

Be careful, be vigilant, and still unknowingly found the way to this ghost thing. If it wasn't for a reliable comrade-in-arms beside him, it would be hard for Zheng Qing to imagine what kind of stupid move he would make.

At this moment, the hazy light emitted by the amulet around Jiang Yu's body suddenly burst into a strong light, but then disappeared quickly. Repeatedly, the witch turned into a large light bulb with poor contact.

Zheng Qing immediately became vigilant.

"It's not the interference of those strange colors... it's the deviation between the talisman and the surrounding magic power."

Jiang Yu seemed to have sensed something, pressed the book on his waist, frowned, and quickly gave an own judgment: "...the most basic magical environment in the world is undergoing changes."

Click!

Zheng Qing pulled the bolt of the gun and pressed a new talisman bullet, aiming the muzzle at a group of strange and scattered colors not far away. Just as he was about to make some jokes, he suddenly felt the cyan cyclone violently shake twice over the Heart Lake.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

The strange colors jumped up and down in the air, sweeping away the weird and strong style before, like an army that had lost its command, it became a little chaotic.

"It's going to blow wind." The wizard said inexplicably.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized what he had said, which made his face a little ugly. Just for a moment, the scene in the dreamland when he met the Outer God in the yellow robe flashed through his mind.

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On the rune gun in his hand, those windmill-shaped runes slowly turned a few times.

There was a slight gurgling sound in the air.

Like water flow, but also like swallowing.

The scattered strange colors regrouped amidst the gurgling sound, spinning and cheering around the huge sinkhole, leaving blurred colors in the sight of the wizard.

More and more strange colors gathered from all directions—from the gaps in the dry trees, from the tips of the white grass, from the sand and stones and dry bones on the ground—like the sparks rising from the wildfire, Those light spots full of strange colors are all over the whole dry forest, pouring continuously towards the tiankeng.

Zheng Qing stared at those strange colors, and an inexplicable sense of understanding emerged in his heart. For some reason, the strange master gave up his plan to slowly assimilate them, and was eager to gather his real body.

The wizard was terrified. He was afraid that he could comprehend these messages just by looking at those strange colors, and he was also shocked by the identity of the owner of this dry forest.

Not all wizards can use the word 'he'.

"Did you feel it?" Jiang Yu's trembling voice suddenly came from beside him.

Zheng Qing turned his head and saw the horror in the witch's eyes similar to his.

"A big monster?" He opened his mouth with difficulty, his voice was a bit dry: "...Didn't it mean that all the big monsters were recruited to the Black Prison Castle?"

"Maybe it's an outer god." Jiang Yu gripped the talisman gun in her hand, her fingertips were a little white due to the force, her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid that the voice would be a little louder to anger the weird master: "... ...Or a close relative of a certain outer god. Only the existence related to the gods, when observed by the wizard, will be seen some taboo information... This is why low-level wizards cannot look directly at the god."

"External God." Zheng Qing felt a headache for no reason.

From Satogua, to Nicholas, from the giant moon-like eyes I saw in the campus one night, to the man in yellow robe who gave him a generous gift in the dreamland, communicate with these beings deep in the starry sky The more, the more Zheng Qing can feel the difference between himself and them.

That is the difference between two species, two beings, two different dimensions.

There are more and more strange colors gathered around the tiankeng, they are circling and surrounding, forming a tornado-like existence, the lower part disappears into the depths of the tiankeng, and the upper part is like a roaring dragon. Twisting and spinning in mid-air, it slammed into the layered and thick black clouds in the sky of Hell World.

Click! !

Thousands of silver-white lightning bolts spread in all directions from the impact.

Click! !

There was a dull, cracking sound in the roiling black clouds.

The two young wizards raised their heads and stared blankly at the giant dragon made of strange colors that seemed to have suddenly lost its mind. They didn't know why it suddenly attacked the world of Hell.

The next moment.

The black clouds slowly shattered like eggshells, and dazzling golden lights burst out from the criss-cross cracks. In the far distance, the shrill birdsong became clearer, and the bright sparks lit up the sky of the whole world.