Monster Hunting High School

"When a person is awakened from sleep, he will have palpitations, shortness of breath, and wake-up irritability."

“A world that is awakened from its slumber will also lose its temper.”

Professor Yao stood on the observation deck on the top of a tower in the main castle. He raised his head and watched the tens of millions of sky lanterns blooming like fireworks in the air, scattering pieces of bright light. He bit his pipe and took a deep breath: "Ugh... those prisoners who imitate moths and come to the flames should be regarded as a little tempered by this world."

After saying that, he exhaled heavily, and the thick smoke blurred his vision and his face.

"Them?" Hilda stood not far from the professor. When she heard the words, she sneered: "You also said that they are prisoners... How can prisoners represent the world? Prisoners lose their temper, but they just shake the shackles on their hands and make noise. Scream, grab the earth with your head. The world loses its temper, the sky shakes with thunder, the earth dragon turns over, and the mountains collapse."

Professor Yao tilted his head and stared at the young teaching assistant for a long time.

Hilda felt uncomfortable all over as she watched.

"Fur..."

The dean of Jiuyou Academy took another heavy drag on his pipe, exhaled a cloud of thick smoke, shook his head, and commented: "Sometimes I really think that your registered wizard qualification certificate is a flower. You bought it with money. The teacher who monitored your divination results must have been fed a confusing agent... Is it difficult for the prisoners who are going crazy to have the world fall apart?"

Before he finished speaking, a dull thunder suddenly sounded in the distance, in the darkness.

Not long after, violent tremors were transmitted by the thick strata and fell on the base of the Black Hell Castle.

Buzz.

The thick defense layer of the castle flickered slightly, and the overwhelming power was removed, but there was still a slight tremor, which made the wizards standing behind the tower and the parapet feel numb in their hands and feet.

Hilda suddenly looked back, looking in the direction of the tremor into the deep darkness. It was originally as rich as ink, and in the darkness that seemed to be irresolvable, streaks of red dimly lit up, winding and flowing on the dry land, connecting with each other, revealing a frightening hot breath.

Professor Yao took the pipe from his mouth and knocked it on the city wall to knock off the white ash accumulated in the pipe.

"did you see?"

He pinched a small cluster of apricot-red tobacco and stuffed it into the smoking pot. Then he took out a match from nowhere, struck it on the wall, and blocked the small jumping flame behind the mouth of the smoking pot. Then he continued calmly:

"...This is what I said, a little temper after the world was awakened."

Hilda swallowed hard, looked at the increasingly clear patterns outlined outside, and asked dryly: "Did those prisoners do this?"

"Behemoth," Professor Yao chewed on his pipe and watched the burnt red spots in the pot flickering and darkening, and sighed with satisfaction: "One of the few big monsters in the black prison. In order to catch him, He, the school has taken a lot of effort... It seems that he is really impatient to stay here. "

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Thousands of sky lanterns are scattered in the sky, casting endless light, illuminating the Black Prison Castle and hundreds of miles around, as bright as day.

This is the home court that the Wizards of First University have carved out for themselves.

Regardless of the school's great wizard, the hunting team recruited from the New World, or the reinforcements from the Parliament under the Moon, the wizards guarding the Black Hell Castle are better at fighting in the light than in the darkness.

On the contrary, after staying in an environment where you can't see your fingers for a long time, the light is like poison to the prisoners in the black prison. Every ray of light is like a spear with a blood groove. After piercing them, they will be united into a crowd. The little courage I had gathered leaked out little by little.

The Black Barrier.

The nine great wizards were arranged in an orderly manner, sitting silently and quietly in front of the bases they were guarding, revealing their true identities.

Some hold a treasure vase in their hands and sit in lotus position on a lotus platform; some hold a Ziwu Jue and sit cross-legged on a futon with a long sword on their backs; or they hold a guqin in their arms and play the strings with their hands while sitting on a soft couch.

There are also non-human forms, such as giant apes, green snakes, and scorpions, each holding their breath, concentrating their energy, and preparing for attack.

There is also the true form of the object, like a pagoda, with legs, feet, arms, and a hat on its head, which looks like the cornices on the top of the tower; there is a huge coffin dragged by four horses, standing on a cart, with the lid of the coffin Before he got up, he was tightly bound by iron chains as thick as his forearms; there were gorgeous dresses floating in the air, and no one could be seen, but his shoes, hats, and jewelry were all intact, and he was wearing them in an empty space, which was intimidating.

The light falling in mid-air fell on the great wizards, adding a bit more majesty. Behind them, they cast huge shadows ranging from tens to hundreds of feet, covering the entire Black Hell Castle.

This pressure from the momentum, from the inside out, frightens all the prisoners who approach the Black Prison Castle. Let them only dare to patrol outside the envelope of light for a while.

This is not in the interests of those big monsters.

They gathered the prisoners scattered everywhere in the Black Prison and drove them to the Black Prison Castle, not to let them visit and pay homage to the true form of the great wizards.

Click! Click! Click!

Hiss...squeak...hiss! !

From the depths of the darkness, there were several piercing howls, which seemed to be urging, but also seemed to be communicating with each other. The prisoners who were originally hovering outside the sky lantern retreated like a tide after hearing the ear-piercing whistle.

After a while, the ground began to tremble.

A figure as tall as a mountain slowly walked out of the darkness. His shoulders seemed to be carrying the sky. Every step he took made the earth buzz and rocks dance wildly.

"Zheng!!!"

The great wizard holding the piano was right in front of the huge black shadow. Seeing him approaching, he flicked his fingers on the strings, and a crisp sound resounded in all directions, interrupting the heavy steps on the other side and knocking him down. Countless stones were shaken by the steps.

"Behemoth,"

The voice of the great wizard Fuqin was as clear and bright as a ring: "You are about to cross the line."

There was silence all around.

The huge figure opposite was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised its head, and two extremely deep scarlet lights lit up in the darkness, like two spears, piercing the darkness.

"Ding! Ding!"

Two piano sounds sounded, eliminating the power of those two glances.

The inner castle of the Black Prison Castle opened its patio and released another round of sky lanterns.

A stream of tiny light spots that were slightly sparser than before soared into the sky. In an instant, they covered a distance of hundreds of miles and appeared above Behemoth's head. They immediately dispersed and spread out, rising in the wind, turning into hundreds of tall lights. The gigantic sky lantern illuminated the location of the huge figure.