Hunting High School

Snapped!

Snapped! Snapped!

The chests of one ogre after another exploded one after another, gushing out dark red blood. Amidst the brittle and rapid thunder, there was a clear gurgling sound, enveloped by magic power, surging, spreading, and flowing to every place. Under the feet of an ogre, there are living dark red ouroboros, connected head to tail, outlining a magic circle of inverted pentagrams.

In mythology, the inverted pentagram has always been considered a symbol of evil and Satan.

And the patterns under the ogre's feet are full of weirdness and depravity. Zheng Qing can't breathe just by looking at them, as if the bloody skulls and sheep's heads are looking up from those Struggling to climb up in the magic circle, the curved horns touched the ogre's joints, their bodies were pulled and twisted by invisible forces, and they were constantly infused with crazy power coming from somewhere.

Gan Ning's complexion suddenly changed.

He felt the traces of the professor's modulation from those powers.

Professor Montelia has always been adhering to the idea that practice is more important than theory. In many cases, the professor is not afraid to conduct experiments when the theory is not clear-this sense of urgency is also one of the reasons why he is respected and loved by many young wizards in the laboratory After all, young people are impatient, and they have a kind of ignorant and reckless bravery about the serious consequences that illegal experiments may cause.

Right now, he once felt the crazy aura lingering around those ogres on the professor's test bench. He remembered it very clearly. It was a powerful but extremely uncontrollable force.

The magical creatures selected by the laboratory—from tiny eight-legged spiders and corpse beetles, to fishwives in the water, Gu sculptures in the air, to common red chain snakes, rare thestrals, etc.—none of them Able to carry that kind of power, the best-performing Behemoth melted like a burning candle an hour after being infused with that power; the worst-performing unicorn even just smelled that breath, As for the two wars and incontinence, he completely lost consciousness.

Overall, this is a force that has a greater affinity for dark creatures. When the young wizards in the laboratory discussed the source of this power in private, they all cast their gazes into the depths of the starry sky.

The combination of blood and starry sky is a kind of taboo even in the Black Devil Realm.

"There are tunnels in the strong wind, and it can be broken or smashed (zhuo)!"

"Mintian Jiwei, apply it to the earth!"

"What grass is not yellow, what grass is not mysterious!"

"No grass never dies, no tree never wilts!"

Su Shijun's clear incantations resounded in all directions, and the magic of heaven's punishment, wind blade and destruction fell from the sky, like a meteorite falling from the sky, turning into a huge millstone, creaking and grinding the flesh and blood that had not been destroyed under the meteorite into powder .

The swirling wind blades were wrapped in dense ashes, setting off a gray-white world. Zheng Qing felt as if he was standing on the edge of a sandstorm. As far as he could see, it was cloudy three to five meters away, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

He held the rune gun and looked over his head.

The witch's figure was submerged in the dust, the cyclone and the dim sky, indistinct and indistinct. The young public finance student looked at the magic biology lecturer on the other side at a loss, but was surprised to find that Gan Ning was looking at the scene in front of him with a serious face, muttering something, and there were four or five note boards of different sizes floating around. The colorful quills were squeaking and writing with his murmur.

It's like being in a laboratory.

Zheng Qing stood on Bofu's titan's shoulder, tugged at its ears, and motioned to move closer to the magic biology lecturer. He was very curious about what Gan Ning was writing.

But the titan under his feet didn't move.

"Something is wrong!"

Xiao Xiao's slightly hasty voice came from next to his ear: "The divination results suddenly became chaotic... The feedback system from the battle formation showed that there was danger coming, but we didn't find anything! Be careful!"

The materialized Tier 2 battle formation naturally possessed some of the abilities of Bo Fu's titan, such as a huge body, huge strength, and keen battlefield intuition.

At this moment, titan's intuition is constantly calling the police

, but the young wizards who built the flesh and blood body of the titan were at a loss, not knowing where the alarm came from.

woo woo...

Almost at the same time as Xiao Xiao warned, Zheng Qing sensitively noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with the whistling wind around. The sound of the wind was mixed with some other sounds.

Squeak...

Squeak...

"Somewhat similar to shakuhachi, a flute with a sharper sound!" Xiao Xiao quickly made his own judgment: "This is the prelude of the undead, and only the dead who wander by the Wuding River can hear this sound... ...are we dead already?"

The doctor's bewilderment filled the last sentence.

Absolutely not dead.

Zheng Qing, who has had a death experience once, is very sure of the judgment of own. While comforting his anxious partner, he listened attentively. The 'flute sound' came from the whirling gray dust storm not far away. It was very faint, and it was inconspicuous amidst the sound of wind, spells, screams of ogres, and the sound of broken trees.

But gradually, the shakuhachi's voice became clearer and clearer, with a bit of mockery in it, like thousands of anxious birds chirping in unison, loud and shrill, it made people want to vomit, and my heart suddenly rose. A frenzied urge to smash and destroy everything around.

"What an amazing piece of work."

A small, appreciative voice suddenly came out of Zheng Qing's ears: "Use the blood ritual to summon the ancestors, pay the price of flesh and blood, and trade with those gluttons... Few wizards dare to use the power of the starry sky to harmonize the power of demons, see The technique is a bit immature, but the design structure is very ingenious... It's a pity, it's a pity... This is a dead end. The power after being tempered by the stars will only return to the stars... If the power of the demons is so easily tamed, they would have become An endangered species in the league."

The boy was stunned for a few seconds before he remembered the resident in his ear hole, the little green snake—as part of the power of the Sea Demon King, its insight was obviously extraordinary.

"Do you know what's going on? Who's up to it? The ogre? Who did it make a deal with? Is it dangerous? What should I do? Can you inform sir?"

The young public finance student hastily threw out a series of questions.

But after the little green snake finished speaking, it fell into silence again, even though the wizard pulled his ears and rattled his head, he refused to make another sound, as if it was just talking in his sleep, or Zheng Qing had hallucinated .

Soon, Zheng Qing knew that it was not an illusion.

call!

A thick arm with scales suddenly cut through the billowing dust, and stretched straight towards the witch in mid-air. Almost at the same time, four more arms protruded from the cloud of dust, grabbing the four cyan fox tails hanging around.

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