Monster Hunting High School

The fog in the field of vision became clearer and clearer.

But it seems that there is an invisible shackle in the air, restraining the mist, making it stop dozens of meters away around the black cat and the two young wizards, constantly rolling, accumulating, and getting thicker and thicker.

When dealing with fog, the effectiveness of rune guns is somewhat wasted and ineffective. One shot can open a big hole in the fog, but that hole will soon be filled with new fog.

Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu opened the Dharma book and discussed it quickly while copying the magic spells to expel the fog on the blank pages - adjusting the spells in the Dharma book at any time according to local conditions. This is the normal way for most wizards to fight. . Instead of using talisman spears, talismans, or a binding spell in various ways like Zheng Qing did before.

It only took a short time for the two young wizards to determine the order of the spells.

During the whole process, the black cat did not express any opinions or suggestions, but occasionally spit out a few fireballs and smashed them into the rolling white mist, so as to calm down the roaring sounds that were getting closer and closer.

"The sun rises and the valley breeze blows!"

Jiang Yu took the lead in raising the Dharma book in her hand and recited the incantation loudly. Along with the fluctuation of magic power, her Dharma book rose up with heavy light yellow ripples and spread in all directions. Gentle warm winds were mixed in these ripples. Blow towards the rolling mist.

The white mist that was getting thicker and thicker was blown by the soft and warm wind, and suddenly lost a bit of its coldness and became a bit more fluffy.

Following the witch, Zheng Qing also raised the Dharma book in his hand and shouted:

"The bandit wind is blowing, and the final wind will be violent!"

Wisps of strong wind surged out from the wizard's book, like a herd of wild horses running wildly on the grass, roaring, gathering into an unstoppable force, and rushing forward.

If the former spell made the white mist fluffy, then the second spell tore the fluffy mist into pieces. The violent wind was centered on the area where Zheng Qing was and swept away in all directions. The great wizards in the air could clearly see the eye of the wind and the tornado appearing on the ground.

"I remember they are first-year students?" The former dean of the Alpha Academy stood on the shoulders of the three eight-armed giant apes, brushed his long hair on his forehead, and showed some admiration in his eyes: "This talent is better than most Alphas. The children will be stronger.”

"It's not bad...it always needs some training." Professor Yao chuckled, but his three pairs of eyes were always staring at Captain Mist and the two great lichs opposite him: "Blood and fire are always the best resources for growth. grain."

"There's no need to stare at me so hard." Captain Mist clearly realized the meaning of Professor Yao's gaze. He raised his hands and said, "I haven't even put a finger down... The fog below has nothing to do with me." No."

"Pooh."

The dean of Starry Sky Academy spat across the street: "Don't believe a single letter of what the demon says. If the fog below has nothing to do with you, I can promise to beat you to death only once."

"What a disappointing guarantee." The captain curled his lips and lowered his head again, his eyes wandering between the two 'black goats' and the roaring eye of the wind.

As the second spell tore the mist into pieces, Jiang Yu raised the Dharma book again and chanted the third spell:

"The fire is flowing in July, and the strong wind is blowing!"

In the sky, the two suns seemed to be affected by this spell and flickered. Zheng Qing squinted his eyes, raised his head, and sparks fell from the sky. In an instant, they crossed a long distance and appeared in the mist.

Orange-red fireballs exploded in the mist. The white mist that had been torn into pieces was dried by the flowing fire. Following the fire, there was an increasingly fierce wind.

The wind helped the fire, and the prairie fire started. The dry willow branches made a buzzing sound, like the rapid drum beat during the march, urging the fog to dissipate quickly.

Fog is water vapor, which is subject to wind and fire. Ancient people knew that they could use fire to burn the fog and drive wind to drive away the fog. Under the spells of Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu, the white mist surrounding the young wizards quickly disappeared.

The attackers hidden in the mist also revealed their ferocious faces.

The first ones to gather were some monsters with recurved joints, fangs and claws, their bodies were lean, and they exuded a putrid smell. Their heads are like hyenas, and their white eyes and blue-grey skin declare their undead identity.

But unlike most sluggish undead, these monsters are agile and extremely cunning. When the fog envelopes them, they roar, hide, and gather in groups. When the fog dissipated, they immediately spread out into a net, forming small teams of varying sizes in twos and threes, criss-crossing and approaching the black cat.

"It's an Arab ghoul."

Jiang Yu obviously breathed a sigh of relief: "A little monster at the level of a miscellaneous soldier... I remember someone said that if a wizard doesn't hunt a few ghouls while growing up, then his life will be imperfect."

"Isn't it a bit wasteful to hit them with a rune gun?" Zheng Qing asked hesitantly, his fingertips lingering between the book and the rune gun.

The witch immediately realized the cunningness of those demons, cursed in a low voice, and sighed: "In fact, the thunder curse is the best way to deal with them... The rune gun is a forbidden curse to beat the kappa, and it is an absolute waste; but we can't." There is no more suitable spell in the book.”

"Ge Zhitanxi!"

Zheng Qing tried to use the binding spell, and several vines jumped out from the void, like hunting snakes, and quickly wrapped around several approaching ghouls, tying their recurved joints and necks together.

"Treating the symptoms but not the root cause." The witch shook her head and threw out a jade pendant. The jade pendant exploded in mid-air and turned into a huge ring of fire, blocking the group of ghouls.

"Don't pay attention to those miscellaneous fish," the black cat's deep voice sounded in the ears of the two young wizards: "Look further...the abominations, the undead knights and the dead eye tyrants following those ghouls are Opponents you need to care about.”

It seemed to be annotation for Black Cat's words.

Outside the ring of fire, there were sudden waves of disturbing roars and screams from the group of ghouls. Soon, the commotion subsided, and tall, ferocious figures appeared behind the fire.

One of the figures was not even afraid of the threat of the fire ring, and walked across the flames with great care. It was dragging a heavy wooden stick in one hand, and grabbing the thigh of a certain ghoul in the other hand. It was chewing it with relish as it walked, and the corners of its mouth were covered with the blood of its companions.

"Their moral level is overestimated." Zheng Qing murmured, tightening his grip on the rune gun in his hand.

"Moral?" The witch raised her hand, tied up her somewhat scattered hair, and stuffed it under her collar. She chuckled at the same time: "How can a demon have any morals?"

howl! !

Abomination suddenly roared, then raised the thick wooden stick in his hand, dragged heavy steps, and rushed towards the young wizards.