Hunting High School

When the deans of the four colleges confronted the captains of the four Kraken ships in the air.

A wedge-shaped enclave, in the green sea.

Zheng Qing just shattered an iron-gray city wall made of willow wood, and sawdust and broken branches scattered like snowflakes. While the young wizard took a 'talisman' on his chest, he inspired the armored horse talisman hanging on his leg, and the whole body The person suddenly turned into a stream of light, fleeing to the depths of the 'heavy snow'.

But the stream of light only escaped a dozen meters away before stopping abruptly. Because there were more than 20 demons who happened to stay behind that wooden wall in their spare time, waiting for the wizard to pass. The cold breath and heavy shadows pressed against his face like a mountain, making it almost impossible to breathe.

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The amulet instantly bursts into First Stage's striking golden light.

Kaka.

Raise the gun, load it, aim, all in one go.

The crisp sound of the collision of the alchemy components in the rune gun was very clear in the oppressive atmosphere. When the talisman was half fired, the clear light from the gun passed through the barrel and accumulated at the muzzle, like a giant dragon raising its head and preparing to breathe, attracting the attention of many scarlet eyes from the opposite side.

Zheng Qing has reason to believe that this shot can definitely blow up the biggest withered treant or dead-eyed tyrant on the opposite side. Precisely because of this, he did not shoot immediately.

Because there is only one bullet in the magazine, but there are more than twenty monsters on the opposite side. What he was holding was a Remington, not a Gatling.

When the bullet is contained but not fired, the aura emitted can make those demons fearful and shrink back, but if this threat disappears, those guys will swarm up like hungry wolves and tear themselves to pieces—even if Zheng Qing turns over When he jumped off the top of the wall, he had already made this kind of mental preparation, but it didn't mean that he would easily accept Death's coming.

For a moment, a trace of remorse rolled over in the young wizard's heart. If the magazine of the rune gun contained a bullet wrapped in a blood rune, it might be able to easily blow up the team of more than twenty registered wizard-level monsters.

But immediately, he got rid of this wavering, and looked forward firmly.

At the same time, the monsters on the opposite side were no longer silent.

"Mist Arthur, the captain of the fifth team of the Mist."

"Young wizard, say your name."

"I will grant you eternal peace in the honor of the Knight of Death."

The black knight riding on the tall nightmare came out first, pulled down the mask on the helmet, and raised the long sword in his hand. The buzzing sound made Zheng Qing's whole body tingle and goosebumps.

Of course, it is also possible that the Death Knight's slightly bizarre pre-war declaration made the young public funder a little allergic.

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes in his heart—even on the hunting ground, there is no custom for opponents to report their names to each other, let alone on the battlefield—he doubted that the long career of the undead had completely frozen the consciousness of the knight in front of him , let it forget the difference between classical knights and Death knights.

"Give Way!"

The young wizard replied briefly, and at the same time pulled out a silver-white Colt python from the gray cloth bag, and turned the magazine like a demonstration, making his words more convincing.

Unfortunately, in this battlefield of death and chaos, the effect of threats on monsters is greatly reduced.

"Mist!"

The Death knight pulled the reins, and the nightmare under his crotch screamed, his eyes glowed a frightening red light. At the same time, it raised the long sword in its hand, drew several circles in mid-air, and roared: "Arthur!!"

Zheng Qing felt that he had a conflict with the guy named 'Arthur'.

When I first entered school last year, I had a fight with a guy with this name. Now that the world has changed, I didn't expect to have a fight with this name.

Most of the sawdust and broken branches have already landed.

Brief talks have also broken down.

The boy took a deep breath, fixed his gaze on the Death knight who was closest to him, who was charging towards him with small steps, and the three-headed dog from The Underworld whose saliva was splashing and the malice in his eyes was clearly visible, and was about to blow up these two retreat immediately after the guy.

But before he could pull the trigger, he felt as if his head had been hit hard by a hammer. His eyes went dark, his mind went blank, and there was only a buzzing noise in his ears. He lost the ability to resist in an instant.

It's the soul shock of the Dead Eye Tyrant!

The breath of the forbidden curse can break the Talent ability of the Dead Eye Tyrant, allowing the young wizard to maintain limited thinking ability, but it cannot make up for the defects of the physical body.

Compared with the Forbidden Curse, Zheng Qing's body is too fragile to withstand the full power of the Forbidden Curse; similarly, compared to the twenty-odd monsters on the opposite side, the wizard is too young, and a single method is far more powerful in the face of When facing opponents with their own abilities, they are extremely passive.

Thoughts were spinning wildly between powerlessness and loss of control.

Zheng Qing doubts very much, when his consciousness is reconnected with the physical body, will he see the body that has been dismembered by five horses, no, dismembered into eight pieces, or even eighteen pieces.

I was full of self-confidence before, and my plan to blew up a few monsters to blew myself up if I couldn't beat it, became a joke when the body and mind were cut off. Zheng Qing's thoughts could only hover anxiously over the heart lake, waiting for the early recovery of mobility.

Fortunately, the Forbidden Curse air mass floating above Heart Lake is still running steadily, and the pipe that penetrates into the air mass to extract the Forbidden Curse breath is still making a gurgling sound.

That's barely good news.

The wizard had this idea in his mind, at least, the situation has not completely collapsed.

When the white dot representing reality descended over Heart Lake again, the long-awaited young wizard did not hesitate to put his thoughts into that white dot.

Consciousness returns to reality.

Severe pain surged up almost at the same time, Zheng Qing felt that every breath had the taste of rust, and the ribs in his chest were broken, and his whole body felt like being torn apart while breathing. Every bone and every muscle in his body was screaming, making him wonder if he was being tortured by monsters.

Soon, he denied this guess.

Because one arm and a few fingers of his can still move freely, and there is no movement in his ears—of course, the most important thing is that there is no breath of a demon within his perception range.

Barely raising his eyelids, there were two suns hanging in the white sky, one golden and one red, which hurt his eyes. There are no lush willow branches in sight, and there are no ferocious monsters.

This made him deny the previous guess for the second time.

cough cough.

The boy coughed violently and cautiously, with a salty taste accumulated in his throat, he wanted to turn over, but was 'told' by his body that all muscles and bones were on strike.

He tried to raise his arm, trying to block the glare of the sun, but his weak arm finally slapped his face.

His face was wet, and even his palms became slippery.