Monster Hunting High School

The big blue fish is very fat, with a horizontal tail fin and two giant pelvic fins. It was covered with dreamlike blue and white runes. As the runes flowed, blue waves bloomed, swinging in all directions with the big fish as the center.

The little witch was hiding in the heart of the big fish.

She was still half wrapped in the black cloak. Originally, on the translucent skin of the big fish, the black color of the cloak was extremely conspicuous, but as the little witch's breathing became calmer and calmer, the blue surrounding her became more and more intense and dazzling, and the black The traces quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

The only thing left in the hall was a big blue fish half floating in the void.

The four wizards jumped onto the back of the big fish.

After the demonic aura that filled the hall came into contact with the blue waves emanating from the big fish, it was like boiling oil colliding with cold water. It was blown away and splashed in all directions, and icy-cold flames ignited wherever they landed.

If it is stuck to those flames, it will turn into a cloud of ice shavings in an instant. Nikita saw with his own eyes that the corner of an old lich's robe was stained with an ice flame due to carelessness. In just a blink of an eye, the flame burned along the corner of the robe to the old lich's neck, and then penetrated through its compact facial features. .

After the old lich wailed, he lost his breath, and a layer of crystal blue appeared on his face, like deep sea ice. Some lichs gathered around the hall were embarrassed to avoid this unreasonable disaster.

But more lich eyes flashed with fierce bloody light:

"Don't let them get away!"

"Get these cubs!!"

"Save me two pounds of ribs!"

"I want to stew witch-brain soup!!!"

Screams and anger mixed together, making the entire hall a bit chaotic. Under normal circumstances, when the two big demons are present, other low-level monsters should express respect and surrender, at least not shout in front of the big demon. But this is the second floor of the wizard tower, and the old lichs staying here are all guys with no hope of advancement and fragile spirits.

They can really go crazy.

Bloody vines protruded from the void in all directions, like eight-clawed octopuses, grabbing the big blue fish; black flames fell from the sky like raindrops, hitting the fish's back; there were also pale bone arrows, carrying karma. Iron chains of fire, roaring ghosts, invisible curses, etc., the lichs summoned thousands of magic spells to attack the big fish in a mess.

But the few young wizards on the fish's back seemed to be integrated with the big fish. The iron ropes and vines that tried to pull them off the fish's back always failed; and the fish's body was extremely slippery and difficult to catch.

As for spells or magic, if they fall on a big fish, they will only create ripples or slide off the fish's skin, leaving no trace of damage.

A simple energy attack seemed to replenish the magic power of the big fish, making it grow bigger and faster.

The big blue fish swung its huge tail, rolled up clear blue waves, and pushed the big fish to slide out of the mage tower, almost escaping.

Buzz! !

The bronze cauldron in front of the black wall rang out, and the entire withered yellow land echoed.

Buzz! !

Invisible ripples spread in all directions, like invisible nooses strung out a large invisible net. And the big fish landed in the center of the net.

This is the magic circle of the withered land.

Externally, this lich settlement can be hidden and it can resist the invasion of powerful enemies; internally, it can also be transformed into a dragnet to catch all those who disrupt the rules.

The black tide flows in the void, rushing and gurgling, gushing out along every mesh.

This is the bad water from the abyss.

All goodness and hope can be corrupted.

The big fish flapped its fins on both sides vigorously, swung its tail behind it, and stirred up blue waves one after another.

The blue waves meet the black tide, quietly neutralizing those tides. The blue faded, the black disappeared, and turned into white waves.

The white waves cheered, sitting on the blue and black tide, pushing the big fish to swim faster.

Sir Ulrich's eyes moved slightly, and the fingers holding the thin staff under his robe tightened slightly, then he sighed softly and took a step forward.

Captain Misty raised his eyelids and glanced at the old lich.

Sir Ulrich raised his left hand.

Like many old people, its left hand is thin, dull, and the back of the hand is covered with scars of time. But its hands are fundamentally different from those of ordinary old people.

As the great lich raised his left hand, a heavy shadow suddenly appeared over the withered land.

Nikita looked up and saw that the clouds, sun, and starlight in the sky all disappeared, replaced by a huge hand. It was an old man's hand, with skinny fingers. The arm only extended to the elbow, and disappeared into the void behind the elbow.

Sir Ulrich's left hand moved slightly.

The giant hand in mid-air also moved.

The banshee swallowed quietly and opened her eyes wide.

Sir Ulrich lowered his hand and grabbed the big fish. But although the blue figure was large, it was extremely flexible. Its escape trajectory was like lightning in a thunderstorm, twists and turns, abrupt turns, irregular, and extremely fast.

The big hand grabbed it and only caught the tail of the big fish.

Then the tail flicked hard and escaped from the big hand. Truly as slippery as a fish.

Nikita pretended to look at the big hand intently, not daring to look at Sir Ulrich's face. She was sure that her mentor's face looked a little ugly now - especially when Captain Misty beside her gave a faint chuckle, which made the banshee feel terrified in her heart.

This reminded her of the scene a long time ago when she followed the captain to meet the other three sea monsters.

Same danger.

He could die at any time.

She didn't even dare to swallow a sip of saliva, lest the little noise would make the great lich angry and hang her on the black wall.

Sir Ulrich was silent for a few seconds.

The big fish ran farther and farther.

Then the Archlich changed the cane in his right hand to his left hand and raised his right hand. In mid-air, the big hand also showed subtle changes.

This time, Sir Ulrich did not catch the big fish directly.

The big hand didn't even move, just a claw in mid-air. But with this claw, the entire yellow land groaned in pain, the air flowed within a hundred miles, time seemed to freeze, and space flowed like syrup between the fingers of the big hand.

The big fish in the center of this claw was finally stopped from escaping.

As if caught in the wind wall of a tornado, the powerful vortex rotated and sucked it towards the palm of the big hand. The big fish's frantic fanning of its fins and tail can only slow down the progress slightly.

Nikita's eyes were a little complicated and he breathed a sigh of relief.

All the lichs in the hall let out a sigh of relief.