Hunting High School

Sound is a wonderful host.

In ordinary days, people can use it to sing, laugh, and recite love; they can also use it to cry, roar, and pour out their troubles; they can also be processed into weapons for detection, communication, and killing.

And on extraordinary days, the sound can be the sigh of Melpomene, the whisper of Iris, or a powerful force gushing out from the Horn that breaks the constraints of dimensions.

When the bull head puffed up his cheeks and tried his best to blow the horn, the whole sandbox world fell into an irreversible state of collapse. As the last straw that broke the camel's back, the sound gushing out from the bullhorn not only shattered this fragile world, but also seemed to break some shackles at the same time.

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It looks like a mirror after it has been smashed on the surface by a hammer.

The space in front of Zheng Qing silently burst into criss-cross patterns like cobwebs. It was only for a moment that the astonishment on Su Shijun's face not far away seemed to linger on the fragments of space on her face, and the fragments of space peeled off from those lines, turned into dots of light and dissipated.

After the space debris, there is a dark 'cave' without any information.

The reason why it is called a 'cave' is that apart from the space about two meters in diameter in front of Zheng Qing being completely shattered, other places in the sandbox barely exist. To use an inappropriate analogy, the current sandbox world is like a fine spider web, but a small piece of the spider web in front of Zheng Qing was torn off by an invisible hand, leaving an empty gap.

It's not that Su Shijun doesn't want to stop the bull from blowing its horns.

It's just that the cobweb-like cracks in space seriously restricted her every move. Including her, everyone in the sandbox world is like a worm on a spider's web, and every struggle makes the spider's thread more tense and the mesh tighter.

Perhaps the only thing that is not affected is the bull's head that only needs to blow its cheeks.

"Woooo..."

The bull's head widened his eyes and tried his best to blow the horn on his mouth.

It's just that besides the thick and melodious sound, what flows out with the Horn Horn also has its life. In the eyes of others, every time the bull head blows with all his strength, his body will become shriveled. It was as if the horn had sucked its life force out along that breath.

Time passed by second by second.

In the air, those criss-crossing 'grains' are getting finer and finer. Accompanied by it, there was a crisp 'click' sound as if glass cracked faintly in everyone's 'ears'.

But even Zheng Qing knew that it was just an illusion. When space is shattered, it is impossible for human beings, including ordinary wizards, to hear such a 'realistic' voice. The abnormal noises he vaguely captured were nothing more than the soul of a wizard warning their hosts crazily.

Everyone looked desperately at the increasingly dense cracks in front of them.

This is not a desperate situation that ordinary wizards or registered wizards can escape by relying on numbers.

Maybe everyone's only hope is the witch in the red cloak. After all, she is the only great wizard here.

Sensing the hope in everyone's eyes, Su Shijun suddenly sighed, and dropped the snake's tail that she had been holding in her hand. Even this movement was very difficult for her to do.

"This time, old man Yao really made a fool of me." Miss Su slowly raised her arms, and gently brushed her long hair by her ears, revealing her delicate face.

Then she turned her head, looked at Zheng Qing, and said softly:

"It's fine at ordinary times, take it out more often, don't let it sleep in the nest all the time, it's not good for your health."

"I've read it to the ninth chapter of The Wizard of Oz, the Queen of Voles...it prefers to listen to the fifth chapter, the Tin Woodman, and the sixth chapter, the Cowardly Lion. When you read it to it, you can read these two chapters more once."

"Su Ya prepared a Christmas gift for it a few days ago, but I haven't found a chance... Go to the mansion to get it for it later. I will ask Su Man to give you the key to the mansion. When you go to the store and pass by the mansion in the future , just drop in and help clean up the weed sperm in the garden."

"I probably haven't had a chance to see it for a long time recently."

"Make it behave."

At first, Zheng Qing hadn't realized what Miss Su was saying.

But as the things she explained became more and more obvious, Zheng Qing gradually came to his senses that "The Wizard of Oz" and Su Ya's gift were all related to Poseidon. Su Shijun is telling Zheng Qing how to educate Poseidon.

As soon as he reacted, Zheng Qing was immediately terrified out of his wits. He didn't forget that in this garden, apart from Miss Su and the four half-dead prosthetic bodies, there were more than a dozen teaching assistants from the First University, and three other hunters from the Forgiveness Hunting Team.

Even if the teaching assistants were vomiting blood from the bull's head's berserk attack, they are probably relieved now.

At this moment, I don't know how many ears of Lao Gao are pondering some terrible thoughts in their hearts.

It's just that the scare disappeared without a trace after the witch said, "Make it behave". Zheng Qing is not stupid, otherwise he would not be able to get the quota of public-funded students of Jiuyou Academy. He is just used to life in the ivory tower, and doesn't care much about the ways of the world.

But if you use your brain a little bit, you will know the meaning behind Su Shijun's words.

It was almost an arrangement.

"I'm just kidding..." The wizard looked at the witch with a pale face, his lips twisted, as if he wanted to squeeze out a smile, but this effort failed, and his lips trembled a little.

Su Shijun made a playful grimace:

"If you have a chance, remember to smash old man Yao's office for me!"

Before she finished speaking, the long red cloak behind her was raised high, as if the chapped space around her was no longer an obstacle, and at the same time, the three swaying light blue fox tail ghosts behind her gradually It is solid, and around it is surrounded by halos like flames and ribbons.

Then the witch bent down and put her hands on the ground.

"boom!"

This move of hers caused the entire ground to tremble. At that moment, the more and more solid foxtail behind her exploded into a rain of light. Light cyan raindrops filled the space like glue, bridging the increasingly finer space cracks.

Zheng Qing felt his whole body loosen suddenly, and the feeling of being bound by space dissipated. He shuddered all over and got up from the ground.

"One minute, retreat quickly!" Su Shijun raised his head, looked at Zheng Qing, and shouted softly.