Monster Hunting High School

When Zheng Qing was singing.

A glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Nikita's eyes. She could clearly see the shocked look on the wizard's face, and could easily deduce why he was shocked.

It's that little witch!

She is his only hope now!

"She's going to die!" The banshee sat up straight and looked at Zheng Qing nervously: "You have to find a way to take her out and take her back to school so that she can survive! If you stay here, she will die soon!"

Zheng Qing withdrew his gaze from ‘Wumian’.

"Who? Who's going to die?" he asked subconsciously.

But deep down he knew the answer to this question.

"That little witch." Nikita stared closely at any slight change in expression on the wizard's face, counting quickly with his fingers under the sleeves of his robe: "Round face, seven or eight years old, wearing a shabby black robe, holding a Holding a small mirror...Zhu Zhu was the one I sent to find her!"

"She stayed in the dreamland for too long, and her vitality was exhausted by the boundless illusions. If she hadn't been supported by an obsession, she would have dissipated long ago."

"If you take her back now, you can still save her... The school will definitely save her!"

The succubus speaks quickly but clearly.

Zheng Qing held his forehead and felt a little dizzy.

He tried hard to contain the uncontrollable impulse in his heart - it was very difficult, just like a seven or eight-year-old child jumping on a galloping horse and trying to hold its reins - Zheng Qing knew clearly that if the horse was allowed to gallop wildly, If you go down, you will soon return to the 'blank land'.

When the wizard began to try to stop self-destruction, Nikita clearly felt that a tiny light shone in the boundless darkness that was suppressed in his heart.

At the last moment when she fell into the abyss, she struggled again and held on to the fleeting hope.

"Where...is she?" Zheng Qing pinched his brows and gritted his teeth, trying hard to stay awake on the altar, and turned to look at the little banshee sitting on the purple spider's back.

The little banshee bit her finger and looked at the wizard's red eyes, seeming a little curious: "Have you been transformed too? But I feel that you still smell a bit weird, like a wizard..."

"Answer him!" Nikita growled lowly and glared at the little banshee fiercely.

Zhu Zhu was obviously taken aback.

"I didn't catch her!" She only stayed for a second, then came back to her senses and replied quickly: "Just a little bit. A group of passing monsters were chasing her, and seemed to want to drag her back to the crypt. Here... I only have Xiao Zi, and I can't defeat them, so I came back first..."

The little purple in her mouth should be the petite big purple spider under her body.

As for monsters and ghosts, Zheng Qing also knows a thing or two. It is a kind of magical creature that is as big as a pony and has a filthy nature. It lives in the caves of Dreamland. It will get sick and die when exposed to the sun. It has the habit of cannibalism and captures other creatures for food - because they have similar characteristics. They have a human appearance, so humanoid creatures are their favorite targets to capture.

Evil, filthy, and depraved.

Zheng Qing's heart gradually sank, and the uncontrollable impulse in his mind became stronger and stronger.

Nikita looked at his uncertain eyes, feeling that the light in the darkness was quickly disappearing.

"We can help you rescue her," she said in a sincere and urgent tone: "I have charmed rats... those Zugo, their tracking ability is very powerful; I also want the Gug Giant, the Shattuck Birds, The group of ghouls... they can easily tear apart any demon! Just give me a little time."

Zheng Qing pressed his eyebrows and feet, took small sips, and breathed gently.

It was like walking on a tightrope with a bowl full to the rim of piping hot porridge, and he was still sick.

"I also want to give you some time," his voice was a little weak: "But it's not something I can decide... I'm just a short dam, about to meet the torrent of ten thousand feet. I can't stop it even if I try my best."

"If you can't block it, you can divert it!" Nikita shouted in despair: "There is so much water, why do we have to block it all? If we let it out a little, we can buy more time!"

Zheng Qing slowly closed his eyes.

Block or open, he now has two choices.

Just like killing Nikita and rescuing Jusi, he can only choose one.

When a train was running on the railway track, there was a fork in the road in front of it. There was one person lying on the left and a hundred people lying on the right. If Zheng Qing was asked to choose, maybe he wouldn't know how to choose.

But when the train faces a fork in the road, if you go left you can save a good person, and if you go right you can kill a bad person, then Zheng Qing will definitely choose to save the good person.

After all, good people really die when they die.

…

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the usually calm sea surface is now causing huge waves under the strong wind.

A group of light blue cyclones floated in mid-air.

The cyclone was very small at first, only about the size of a fist, but like a heart, it slowly contracted and pumped. Between each expansion and contraction, several small breezes spewed out from all around and fell on the cyclone. above it, and then the cyclone suddenly grew larger.

Yellow, windmill-like symbols are imprinted on the cyclone, rising and falling uncertainly. If Zheng Qing could see those symbols, he would definitely recognize them as signs belonging to the King in Yellow.

Repeatedly.

Just a few moments later, the cyclone had become extremely huge, almost filling the entire sea of ​​consciousness - the sea surface was flattened by the air mass, and the wind and waves were flattened, and was forced to bend downward; the sky was stretched out by the air mass, creating network-like cracks, and slow sounds echoed all around. And a heavy cracking sound.

When this air mass breaks through the sea of ​​consciousness, it is the moment when the forbidden curse breaks out.

Originally, Zheng Qing allowed all this to develop naturally.

But he has now changed his mind.

He entered the dreamland to take Zhu Si home, not to watch her die here.

The urgent desire in my heart and the strong thoughts of being the owner of the sea of ​​consciousness caused the contraction and pumping speed of the air mass to slowly slow down. But this is not enough.

A light blue tube made of runes fell from the sea of ​​consciousness, stretched into the air mass, and desperately extracted the energy from the blue cyclone.

The light cyan energy was drained away by the tube like running water.

Compression all the way, convergence all the way.

Finally, he was poured into a rune bomb that glowed red.

…

Enchanted forest.

In front of Nikita and Zhu Zhu.

A double-barreled shotgun slowly appeared in the hands of the young public-funded student.

Even through the dark blue magazine, the banshees can still 'see' an extremely dazzling red color rolling and brewing. There are many fine yellow runes mixed in between.

Nikita looked at the rune gun and burst into tears.

Although this rune gun became more dangerous than the one in Maomao Tavern, the boundless darkness that had been shrouding her heart was slowly receding.

The light of survival is getting brighter and brighter.