Monster Hunting High School

A three-meter-tall monster walked under the faint starlight.

It has two heads. On the left side of the head is a pair of thick flat horns. The blue-black horns curve out in an exaggerated arc and bend backwards. There is a golden nose ring hanging on the nose, with a fly's-sized nose ring hanging on it. There are densely packed runes; there is a pair of round short horns on the right side of the head, and there is still a layer of fine velvet like sika deer antlers on it. This head does not have a nose ring, but a pair of brass earrings. , the earrings are also engraved with fine runes.

There are several layers of thick manes stacked on the back of its thick neck. Zhu Si, whose body is translucent, is climbing up and down these manes with great interest.

There was also the small black cat, lying on the bifurcation of the monster's two heads, snoring lazily.

The four or five light balls summoned by '咒比小星' surround the monster, scattering a misty light. The range of the light shrunk a lot compared to before, and the brightness also dropped a bit - the piece created by Zheng Qing After the 'accident', this night adventure team finally became tired of the unchanging environment around them to a certain extent. Even the black cat relaxed its vigilance and acquiesced to the two teams that were originally divided into the front and back to reunite. a team.

This Minotaur was summoned by Zheng Qing after they rejoined the team.

At that time, he and Jiang Yu were chatting about last year's opening ceremony. Jiang Yu talked about the Merlin Medal that the wizard had received. Zheng Qing immediately dug it out from the deepest part of the gray bag, and then showed the witch the magic spell that the alliance had solidified for the medal.

Unexpectedly, after waking up, Zhu Si was very interested in the huge two-headed bull monster. He kept climbing up and down and did not allow Zheng Qing to cancel the summoning spell. Considering that the group was in a strange dark prison, it would be good to have multiple helpers, so Zheng Qing finally let the ‘nose ring and earrings’ stay.

"Why did you give it such a name?" the witch asked with a smile.

"For convenience." Zheng Qing shrugged and complained: "You know, the length of the real name of ancient magical creatures like the Minotaur is directly proportional to the history of their family. I wish I could start from the first Minotaur in five thousand years. Counting North...if I had to read its true name completely every time I summoned it, I'm afraid the battle would be over before I could finish reading the name."

"Moo!" The two-headed Minotaur lowered the right side of its head and shouted in agreement.

Zheng Qing stood on tiptoes and patted its elbow reassuringly - given the height difference, being able to take a picture of this monster's elbow was already considered the result of a more coordinated 'nose ring and earrings'.

"Where does it usually stay?" The witch asked softly, rubbing the Medal of Merlin that shone under the starlight. The excellent magical conductivity of brass interacted with the depleted magic environment of the black prison, causing it to solidify on the medal. The magic spell continues to overflow with magic power, causing it to shine even brighter than usual.

Zheng Qing was not sure whether this was a good thing.

"Perhaps the Wizards' Alliance has a special world for them to stay in, or maybe there is a small dark room on the medal." Zheng Qing answered vaguely. The witch's question was slightly beyond his ability.

She also realized this and changed the topic easily: "Then you should let it roam around more often. Whether it is a separate summoning world or a small dark room, it will always be boring if you stay there for a long time."

"Moo!!" Nose Ring and Earring roared twice vigorously and stamped its feet at the same time, indicating that it fully agreed with the witch's wise suggestion.

"Behave better if you want to come out more often." The wizard couldn't help but smile, and at the same time secretly thought that he really cared less about this summoned beast.

Hearing this, Nose Ring and Earring reached behind his back, took out a thick totem pole, and waved it around. Amidst Zhu Si's fussy screams, he summoned a string of colorful totem halos, which surrounded the group of people. On the body.

There are blue calm auras, green stealth auras, cyan agility auras, white healing auras, red energy-boosting auras, yellow protective auras, there are dozens of them, as if they are smeared under everyone's feet. rainbow.

This made Zhu Si laugh even louder.

Zheng Qing couldn't interrupt the little witch's rare nature, so he could only be more careful.

He glanced at the old lich not far in front of him. It was hunched over and leading the adventuring team. From time to time it would lie on the ground, sniffing the ground with its long and slender nose, and occasionally using its pointed He picked up a small cluster of soil with his paws and stretched out his gray-white tongue to lick it.

The team happened to cross a small hill. Zheng Qing looked around. In the deepest part of the night, the light point indicating the direction of the Black Prison Castle became shadowy and seemed to disappear in the darkness at any time.

The wizard suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and asked the old lich: "How far is it? We are not going the wrong way."

Before the old lich opened his mouth, the black cat took the lead in expressing his displeasure. It stopped snoring, and its head hung down from the bifurcation of the nose ring and earrings. It shouted dissatisfied: "I'm staring at it from above, how could this happen? It’s definitely a straight line!”

"Yes, yes, noble young master."

The old lich turned back slowly, his voice as smooth as ever, even more respectful: "Follow Old Thor, you will never go wrong... Soon, soon you will see the hope. ”

"Destiny guides you and me, hope is not far ahead."

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Directly in front of this adventurous team, dozens of miles away.

Between the heavy rocks and the mountains, there is a dead forest. Like most dead trees in the Underworld, the branches of these forest trees have almost become petrified. Even hungry prisoners do not bother to chew these hard and inedible things just to fill their mouths with dregs.

But it’s different from most places in the Underworld.

At the foot of these dead trees, there are many shadows scattered with luminous moss. They shine with faint fluorescence under the dark night, like stains of blood spilled by ancient gods, which is fascinating to look at.

The dead trees lay horizontally and the moss was shining brightly.

The faint light and the moss swaying in the light not only failed to bring any vitality to this mountainous area, but made it a bit more desolate than elsewhere, as if the life of the entire area had been swallowed up by the moss.

When the totem pole waving by the two-headed Minotaur fell to the ground, there were waves of trembling, and the fluorescence on the moss suddenly lit up, emitting a series of obscure and indescribable colors - for a moment, this touch Color appears on all the dead forest trees, making the scenery more clear under the night.

The branches of the dead trees are twisted and intertwined, as if they were solidified at the moment when the storm hit them. They exude a ghostly brilliance and are constantly changing colors with the flickering light of the moss.

After a while, the moss light disappeared, and the entire area fell into darkness again.