Hunting High School

Professor Yao's state is obviously not right.

Zheng Qing wasn't sure whether he had a magic backlash or his real body was damaged, but he could see that the professor's spirit was in a very delicate state at the moment, and he didn't seem to care about everything around him.

Several hunting teams hurried over from under the parapet, as if they wanted to ask the professor for instructions. But immediately, the figure of Sun Qi, the dean of Star Academy, stood in front of them, and said solemnly:

"If you have any problems, just report to us."

"Professor Yao needs to adjust his breath, so don't disturb him for now."

While speaking, Tilda Strange, the acting dean of Alpha Academy, stood on the other side of Professor Yao, guarding him; Ben, also struggling with the sequelae of the magic backlash, sat pale at Professor Yao's feet, with his head bowed and hands folded, as if praying silently.

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In the depths of Zheng Qingxin Lake, the forbidden curse seed opened five leaves, one of which rushed towards the direction of Professor Yao, with one move after another, dancing with hands and feet, the air flowed, and the leaf It keeps growing.

The young public finance student vaguely guessed something, with a hint of surprise on his face.

At this moment, Captain Misty's roar came from outside the city wall, like thunder, rumbling and shaking the whole world:

"You actually use forbidden spells!"

"This is a violation of the contract!! Do you want to provoke an all-out war between wizards and demons? Do you want to destroy the entire world?!"

The sound immediately re-attracted the young wizard's attention outside the city.

Then there is a series of dazzling developments - starting from the octagonal building of Zhengbao, Mr. Zhuge from the divination team explained that "this is not a forbidden curse", to the bone relics in front of Ju Lingsan's forehead bursting with thousands of lights, and then to the mysterious and yellow world. The main battle array asked 'Who is under Xuan', and the bones of the titan put on Chinese clothes, held up their swords, and answered proudly, 'My name is Taiyi' and 'I am the sky'.

It took only a short time.

These young wizards have witnessed the quasi-legendary confrontation, the quasi-forbidden spell confrontation, witnessed those dazzling and powerful magic spells, and heard those heart-pounding mysterious spells-this is what many ordinary wizards have experienced all their lives. A sight never seen before.

Then, there was the eyeball that suddenly broke into the center of the battlefield.

That eyeball is very small, about the size of a castan, less than one meter in diameter, placed in the huge battlefield of Hell, like a grain of sand falling into the sea, inconspicuous at all.

But that eyeball is huge, it just stops there, and everyone—whether demon or wizard, regardless of registration level or higher rank—feels that eyeball stops in front of them, as if within reach.

Including Zheng Qing.

He felt that blood-red eyes, narrow and deep pupils were staring at him firmly, which gave him a strong sense of weightlessness, as if he was head-heavy and falling headlong into the abyss.

"Speak quietly and think about it!"

In the ears, the female dean of Alpha heard a clear spell, as if a thunderbolt exploded in Zheng Qing's ears, and it seemed that someone stretched out his hand, grabbed his collar, and pulled him away from the drowning feeling he had suffered before. return.

The boy came back to his senses, gasping for breath, dripping with cold sweat, and never dared to look at that strange eyeball outside the city again. Around him, the other hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team, including the black-robed wizard guarding the city, were no stronger than him, which gave him a little bit of comfort.

Next to him, Jiang Yu also reached out in time to grab the corner of the young wizard's robe.

A clear light spread along the witch's arms and hands, and quickly enveloped Zheng Qing's whole body, as if coating him with a clear light film. The sense of distortion brought about by that eyeball became increasingly slight, almost to nothing.

Zheng Qing turned around, the witch forced a smile at him, her lips were a little pale, and her complexion was also very bad. In her other hand, she was holding a jade pendant carved with images of many magical creatures, and the jade pendant was emitting a hazy light.

A little farther away, Xiao Xiao had already propped up his old tortoise shell, and the pale golden light shrouded the other hunters of the forgiveness hunting team with difficulty.

On the city wall, the wizards guarding the ancient castle formed a team of three or four, raising the books in their hands one after another, a weak but firm clear light bloomed between the pages, one after another, smearing the crumbling colors of the First Stage.

"Speak quietly and think about it!"

"Speak quietly and think about it!"

Outside the city, the sound of the Meditation Mantra echoed in all directions. At first, there were only the voices of a few top wizards. Soon, the chanting sound spread, and every wizard who recovered from his senses joined the ranks to resist the eyeball together. erosion. Even many liches have whispered this mantra.

For a moment, the momentum of the meditation mantra seemed to overwhelm the entanglement between 'Xuanhuang' and 'Taiyi', only the eyeball was laughing unscrupulously while galloping, still secretly causing trouble.

"It must be stopped!"

"That's the Siren King! A top legendary existence! How can we stop it?!"

"He only has one eyeball left!"

"If you don't wait any longer, Professor Shi will come out soon."

"It will be too late when she comes out... Who knows what that legendary monster wants to do?"

Several deans were arguing quietly and fiercely not far away, as if they wanted to make a move, but they were full of worries. Zheng Qing glanced out of the city subconsciously, but he didn't see the eyeball out of the corner of his eye, but caught a touch of five-color brilliance leaking from the black sphere above the Iceberg, as if something new was about to come out.

Zheng Qing's hand involuntarily pressed down on the gray cloth bag at his waist.

He didn't really want to shoot that eyeball or that sea demon king, but just wanted to grab something, guard his surroundings, and make himself feel safer.

The fingertips first touched the cold handle of the rune gun, Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds, then continued to probe down. He thought very clearly that even if there were still a few blood rune bombs, even if his blood rune bombs were very powerful, it would be difficult to be effective in the face of that terrifying eyeball. It is better to choose not to shoot in the first place than to shoot indiscriminately in panic and cause new accidental injuries.

He didn't want the story of the red sky pillar to repeat itself before his eyes.

Under the talisman gun is the warm cover of the book. The dharma book borrowed from the library only had some common spells transcribed, while the special custom-made dharma book, with the toppling of the slender red sky pillar, has become blank and useless.

Further down the dharma book are some talismans, talisman pens, blank yellow paper, inkstones, mahogany amulets and other odds and ends. I usually think that they are all kinds of useful, but now I feel that they are particularly inconvenient.

In the confusion, his fingertips touched another cold and hard object, and Zheng Qing froze for a moment before taking it out.

It is a pocket watch.

The case is very cool, and the silver-white coating is slightly shiny. Zheng Qing's fingertips can clearly feel the uneven carving marks on the case, as well as the huge magic power bound in the case.

Every strand of magic power passed through the fingertips, as if shouting at him, wanting to release the freedom.