Hunting High School

Regarding the one-eyed crow's words, Zheng Qing did not investigate the truth or falsehood.

Actually is not to say that he believed all the words of the old crow. In fact, the school allowed these remaining tribes of magical creatures to settle in the current world of Hell, obviously in order to observe the impact of world changes on creatures.

A world that was almost in ruins has been rejuvenated, and what impact the newly surging tide of magic power will have on creatures. Just thinking about it briefly, you know that this is a huge and amazing project, and the cost of the project is enough for the school to pay for the project. The wizard shaved his own hair.

There is no need to use the free experimental body, and it also avoids the cost of purchasing it from the outside world. And this time the second grade trial started, and finally chose to put the trial field here, it is hard to deny that the school has the consideration of saving costs.

The words behind the one-eyed crow also proved some of Zheng Qing's conjectures:

"When the war ended, there were nearly a hundred ogres left in the tribe, but no one expected things to change so quickly..."

Saying that, it raised its head and glanced at the dim sky, the one eye between its foreheads showed a trace of confusion:

"The magic power gradually became abundant, the underground water surged up, the food gradually became abundant, and everything seemed to be developing in a good direction... But for some reason, many good boys became weaker and weaker, coughing up blood and losing their teeth , absorbed magic leaks like a leaky balloon, and can you imagine an ogre being poisoned?"

Zheng Qing is really hard to imagine.

Ogres are known to be invulnerable to all poisons, and they are not taboo from fresh food to long-rotten food. To them, poisons are equivalent to condiments such as prickly ash or chili peppers. In order to make their food more palatable, many elderly ogres would even look for all kinds of highly poisonous animals and plants to throw into their soup pots.

Thinking about it, only changes in the underlying rules of the world can cause ogres to suffer from symptoms of poisoning.

The one-eyed crow murmured, his voice became softer because of anxiety:

"...In the first month, one-third of the tribe died due to food shortages and poisoning; in the second month, another third died because of an inexplicable curse."

"Later, although the curse gradually disappeared, the females in the tribe could not give birth to cubs... For two full months, not a single cub survived in the tribe. And a tribe without cubs has no future. "

"There is no way to lift the world's curse on the tribe, and there is no way to get rid of the bad luck...so when it challenged me, the warriors in the tribe kept silent."

"It doesn't sound like you hate it for turning you into a crow?" Jiang Yu asked suddenly. Zheng Qing glanced at her and nodded slightly. Witches are always very sensitive to emotions.

The old crow clicked his mouth twice, and after a moment of silence, he replied in a low voice: "Turning a loser into a crow is a bit worse, but it is not an unforgivable crime... Maybe I feel a little unlucky, That's all."

"Then why did you sneak attack it again just now?" Zheng Qing kicked the corpse of the two-headed ogre beside his feet.

This time, the old crow's one-eyed showed a trace of fear and hatred: "Because it is a real monster... The tribe accepted it because it is a two-headed ogre. I thought the ancestors showed their spirits and brought a glimmer of life to the tribe... ...But unexpectedly, this guy is extremely cruel, and when the food was abundant, he hit the soldiers with his idea."

"Because of its appearance, in just four or five days, nearly one-third of the warriors in the tribe disappeared. Others may not know it, but I can see clearly from the side that this monster not only ate the warriors of the tribe , and devoured their souls."

This answer silenced all the young wizards.

Although ogres have always appeared as cruel and tyrannical images in wizard rumors, they generally only ruin the wizard's body, and rarely play with the soul like demons or dark wizards.

On the one hand, because the magic involving the soul is quite advanced, ogre shamans seldom get involved in the superficial magic; Concepts like ancestors, souls, traditions.

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And the one-eyed crow had a good reason to attack the two-headed ogre.

"Then do you know which tribe this ogre belongs to?"

Xin Fatty, who was squatting next to the two-headed ogre, was wearing silkworm leather gloves, holding a long-handled tweezers in one hand, and a silver knife in the other. Then, he suddenly asked: "Its bone age doesn't match the number of tumors on its back... The underlying skin is also a little weird."

As he spoke, the fat wizard raised the long-handled tweezers in his hand, and the tip of the tweezers held a thin piece of skin on the ogre's arm. The outer side of the skin is intact, but the side next to the muscles is covered with a strange white mesh structure, and the mesh is filled with a rotten smell. Even with Zheng Qing's eyesight, he can tell that its skin is completely unsightly. Good for tanning law books.

"Hey, it's disgusting! How can its skin be like this!"

The young public finance student pinched his nose, moved a little closer, and looked at the skin with different fronts and backs, and suddenly raised his head to look at the fat wizard: "Wait, does this mean that its skin can't be sold?"

"Not only the skin, but also the bones, blood, heart, eyeballs, and even the tumor on the back are abnormal."

The fat wizard threw the rotten skin aside casually, and sighed: "If you don't mind the trouble, I can find some dark wizards from the wandering bar, but you have to be so delicious that you don't like the mutton, but you will be a coward." Prepare."

Zheng Qing immediately shook his head and waved his hands, signaling to give up.

At the same time, the one-eyed crow jumped forward a few steps, raised its claws, and viciously grabbed the piece of skin that Fatty discarded, scratching it to pieces.

Several young wizards did not stop it from venting its anger.

After venting, the old crow shook its wings, raised its head again, and answered Fatty's previous question: "It doesn't belong to our tribe, nor does it belong to any clan I know... It named itself 'Black Hand', but It has nothing to do with the Black Hand clan, I only know that it has amnesia, but because its hands are darker, it gave itself such a name."

"Is it possible that they were subordinates brought by other big monsters or dark giant beasts?" Jiang Yu proposed another possibility.

The one-eyed crow hesitated for a moment: "This possibility cannot be ruled out..."

"It is more likely that it is a test product that escaped from the wizard's laboratory."

Xiao Xiao also wore a pair of silkworm leather gloves at some point, and cut open the double-headed ogre's chest cavity with a knife, fiddled with it left and right, while interrupting the old crow's uncertain guess: "It can be seen that there is something in its body. Lots of suture marks...and wound healing marks after using healing magic...and this! The dark behemoth will not give such things to its own subordinates."

He reached deep into the ogre's chest and pulled hard, pulling out a bloody spine.

On the spine, an oval-shaped brass patch is embedded. There is no complicated rune on it, only a capital letter '' branded in intaglio.