Monster Hunting High School

"The one who has left far away returns to his hometown."

Jiang Yu touched Zhu Si's head, with a complicated expression on her face, and said softly: "You are indeed far away from home... and it's been a long time. Welcome home."

Zhu Si raised his head, made a face, and said with a smile: "But I couldn't even catch my breath when I got home, so I followed you to a new dark world. I don't know how this place compares with the dreamland. One is further away from home.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly snapped her fingers and corrected: "Well... although I can't breathe now."

Another bad joke.

It was difficult for Zheng Qing to find the right expression to face this optimistic little witch.

He could only mutter and continue to analyze the prophecy: "'The threads of fate are intertwined, all living beings return to their places, the stars return to the stars,... the hostile face-to-face, filled with blood', should refer to the event that broke out in the black prison. The battle involves wizards, demons, and outside gods..."

"Maybe some dark wizards too."

Jiang Yu thought of the letter from home mentioning that the Dark Council had become more active in recent times, and immediately added: "Usually they hide deeper than mice, but if chaos really breaks out in Phuket Island, they will be the first to come out and cause trouble."

"Yes, and dark wizards."

Zheng Qing nodded. He thought of the giant hand with six fingers that he had faced in the small sandbox world during the winter hunt last year. It was a dark wizard.

When he mentioned the dark wizard, he couldn't help but think of the owner of the Wandering Bar in Beta Town. The tall and lanky old wizard was the rumored dark wizard. There are also Fei Rui and Mouse Immortal. The rats in the school underground also seem to have some restless thoughts.

"too messy."

The young wizard was not good at this kind of abstract thinking. The above thoughts simply flashed through his mind, and he immediately shook his head and decisively suppressed them.

Now is not the time to play Conan or Sherlock Holmes.

"You feel confused because the predictions given by Mr. Jiang are too vague." Jiang Yu smiled slightly and patiently explained: "Many old-school fortune tellers have this habit of not telling everything in order to avoid 'misfortunes coming from their mouths'. ', to avoid disturbing the destiny due to their own predictions... However, many wizards who make a living by divination have no such taboos. Maybe they don't have to worry about debts and lice. You still remember that time we went to Quanke. Come?"

"The one invited by Professor Garcia?"

Zheng Qing was quite impressed by the school's only fish-man language professor. After recalling it for a moment, he nodded and said, "Of course I remember, that was my first time entering Wei City where the fish-men started... and it was the first time I saw people outside. Fishmen, but they look more cunning than their counterparts in Linzhong Lake.”

Zheng Qing couldn't help but smile when he thought of the little fish people singing the 'Hymn' in unison.

"The totem named 'Yagneg' has no scruples when making prophecies." As he spoke, the first herb candle had burned out. Jiang Yu did not immediately take out the second one, but cast magic. , confining the remaining smoke after the embers of the candle: "...well, these smoke can also cover our breath, which can slightly extend the effect of the Baicao Candle."

Zheng Shanshan took out his pocket watch and looked at the time.

"Forty-five minutes, less than half an hour." He breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the desolate land covered with gravel under his feet, and stamped twice hard: "...The environment in the black prison is really too harsh. ”

From the time they set out to the present, with the help of Jiama Talisman and other talismans, the group has walked nearly a hundred miles, but not long ago when they passed a small mountain pass, when Zheng Qing looked into the distance, the light spot at the end of the darkness had hardly changed at all, and the sky and the earth With the mountains and surroundings, the ink was all over them, and the endless darkness seemed to be more intense than when they set out.

This sense of oppression brought about by darkness is also one of the reasons why the black cat started singing and Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu found a topic to chat.

They must do something to resist the invisible oppression brought by darkness.

Fight death with vitality.

"Crack!!"

"Boom!"

Behind the thick clouds above our heads, there was a sudden loud noise like cracking silk, and then there was continuous thunder, boom, boom, boom, gradually getting farther and farther.

Zheng Qing raised his head and glanced at the dark night, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

The Hell World didn't look like a place where it would rain, and he didn't feel a trace of the magic power of lightning spells in the air. So what is the cause of the thunder behind the clouds?

Are there powerful wizards fighting behind the clouds?

Or are wizards experimenting with some new and terrifying magic?

Jiang Yu may also have similar confusion. He also raised his head and looked at the thick black clouds. After looking at them for a long time, he hesitated and said: "Do you feel... those clouds seem to have become a little lower?"

Zheng Qing rubbed his sore neck and shook his head.

"can not tell."

"I can't see it either!" Zhu Si tugged on Jiang Yu's sleeve and said anxiously: "Then what? That 'Yagneg' made a prophecy for you, and then what? What did it say? Is it interesting? ?”

When the two young wizards were talking about prophecies, the little witch listened with interest.

But halfway through, the conversation between Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu unknowingly strayed from the prophecy to the harsh environment of the black prison, and then to the thunder in mid-air.

To be honest, Zhu Si didn't think there was anything strange about thunder.

In the dreamland, there was thunder like the lowing of cows, the crowing of roosters, and the flocking of birds. Did she say anything? She preferred to listen to the prophecies made by the soothsayers than to the sound of thunder.

Perhaps in her eyes, prophecies are just as interesting as fairy tales.

"a lot of.

"Zheng Qing smoothed the little witch's hair soothingly, and at the same time frowned, trying to search for memories that seemed to be a long time ago, and said slowly:

"It said there was an evil eye staring at the earth, a huge piece of flesh, many tentacles, and a big mouth dripping with mucus... I guess it was talking about Shub Nicholas. At least, we have seen it. His two dependents.”

"It also said that Phuket Island is the safest... I doubt it. It was in the safest school on the island that I was sucked into a black prison by a black moon."

"So, the more detailed the prediction, the greater the possibility of error."

Jiang Yu took over the conversation with a smile: "And for-profit divination, even if it is somewhat accurate, prefers to exaggerate in order to gain more benefits from the divination seeker. I remember the 'Yagneg' His Highness claimed that 'the rivers will dry up, the forests will burn out, the castles will not be able to protect us', etc..."

"But what it said about 'The White Tower was shattered' is true."

An unexpected voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the two young wizards, startling both of them.

Zheng Qing suddenly turned around, only to find a fist-sized black cat squatting on his shoulder at some point, licking its paws out of boredom.