Hunting High School

Every fallen wizard has experienced desperate struggles.

Nikita vaguely remembered the first time he slit the wizard's throat.

At that time, she was wandering at the end of the Nile, the scorching sun scorched the earth, and the sand under her feet was like a swamp, sucking her into the depths of darkness.

A young wizard has been behind her for more than a month. Hunters always have endless patience with their prey, and he watched her staggering and staggering forward in the desert from a distance.

She hasn't eaten for a week.

Yaoxue completely transformed her from body to psychology. The wizard, or rather the food of the human being, is spit out in a more violent way after being eaten into the mouth. Only blood food can be accepted by the demon's body.

Of course, the flesh and blood of animals can barely satisfy one's hunger, but the more one eats, the more intense one's hunger will be. Every creature that walks upright is like a moving candy, exuding a tempting sweet smell.

She resists this.

So she fled into the depths of the desert.

There is no one here except ugly insects.

Except for the sorcerer who flocked to her far behind.

Lying on his back in the hot sand, Nikita looked at the endless blue sky, out of focus. Insects in the desert are extremely tough. Under their tough carapace, they are covered with sulfuric acid-like body fluids. The fluid burned her tender lips and irritated her tongue. But what really shattered her was the loud curses from the young wizard.

She knew that it was a common method used by hunters. A wizard who has been corrupted by demons will become very fragile mentally, and will easily go mad under stimulation and make irrational actions. When she was studying at First University, she was also one of the best.

The young wizard is not far away.

Nikita turned his head and looked at him with slightly red eyes.

What a handsome young man. There was a trance in her heart. If he was still in the academy, such a young man would definitely blush and be at a loss when he received such attention from him. But now, this young man would only look at him vigilantly, open his Dharma book, and was ready to throw the Thunder Curse on his head at any time.

There is no going back.

She looked up at the sky again and closed her eyes.

The young man's short screams were heard next to his ears, as well as the heavy impact of his body falling to the ground.

Nikita struggled to sit up.

Beside the sand dunes, an old man wrapped in a large black robe was looking at her with scarlet eyes.

"Dead." The old man's voice was dry and hoarse, as if a cold wind was blowing through the dry woods. He raised the slender cane under his robe and pointed at the prostrate body in front of him.

Nikita hesitated for a moment, then rolled to the side of the young wizard and touched his neck.

The pulse had indeed disappeared.

The old man stroked her head lovingly, like a puppy. He raised the crutch like an iron rod in his hand and pierced the neck of the dead wizard.

Blood flowed out softly from the black hole, exuding a tempting aroma.

Like the black bread I took from the old magician when I was a child.

Nikita looked down and sucked.

Then, whimpering, she tore open his throat, and drank heavily.

Since then, she has had a new teacher. He was the Lich King's advisor, and the old man made her call himself Ser Ulrich.

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Jazz took her out of the Sahara and returned to the territory of the Lich King.

As the days passed, Nikita seemed to have gotten acquainted with the Lich's Life. It's just that in the eyes of other monsters, she became a shame to Teacher Ulrich.

Because she only eats the corpses of wizards.

"Take your time, don't rush, everyone is like this at first." The old jazz always comforted her like this.

Until Zhou Zhou came to the territory of the Lich King. Facing the malicious demon companion, Nikita found that she still couldn't face the wizard's Death.

So she took the little witch and ran away again.

Now, on the Misty, there was finally nowhere to escape, and Nikita suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Perhaps this is what Teacher Ulrich intended.

The monsters that have fallen into the darkness can only survive if they sink a little deeper.

Memories are only fleeting for a moment.

But as unforgettable as eternity.

Nikita crouched at the captain's feet, expressionless, her red eyes were crystal clear in the darkness.

"Please let me stay on board."

The captain of the Misty sat silently behind the table, with the wooden plate in front of him that contained the 'memory' before. On the plate was the little witch's brain, like a bright peach, with pink juice smeared on the snow-white flesh.

The black thorn in the captain's hand quickly stirred the folds on his brain, and wisps of blue mist entered his nostrils like winding snakes.

for a long time.

This bright peach gradually loses its luster, revealing its bluish-gray nature.

"Although you have offered sacrifices and boarded my ship, it doesn't mean you can stay on board." The captain's gentle voice sounded slowly: "So you need to give me a good reason."

Nikita was silent for a few seconds.

"I want to live a good life!" She gritted her teeth and said.

"Hey!" The corner of the captain's mouth was raised, and he looked at the witch in front of him with interest, with an inexplicable gleam in his dark red eyes: "That's a good reason, but it's not enough."

"I can sneak into the First University's flight." Nikita said this very calmly.

This is the secret between the boy with the emerald green eyes and her. When she exposes this secret, she has nothing to do with her past self.

It's really not involved.

The old Nikita just died, and now standing here is Nikita Zhou.

The captain played with the blackthorn in his hand and looked out of the window in a daze.

The afterglow of the setting sun coated the sea with a layer of tempting jam, and the dark blue sky was like a huge tablecloth covering the huge cake.

Many interesting details flowed out of the little witch's memory just now.

In the depths of the distant silent forest, in that black hole-like prison, an ancient tree sprouted new shoots. This is a very big deal. But the first university only added a dean to the black prison.

In the captain's impression, when the old tree blooms, the First University will at least arrange a great wizard at the vice-principal level to take care of it.

This meant that there were some changes in First University that interested him very much.

The captain raised his head, looked at Nikita gently, and said, "Since you can get on that flight, go in."

Nikita nodded slowly.

"There is nothing else, just go up and help. Tell them, we are going to the north."

Nikita did not leave immediately.

The captain looked at her quietly.

"I want her." Nikita stared at the withered peach on the wooden plate on the table.

This is the last relic left by the little witch Zhou Zhou in this world.

"What a strange request." The captain agreed, shaking his head.

Holding the withered brain in his hands, Nikita lowered his head docilely, and quickly left this dark world.