Monster Hunting High School

A small cyan bird jumped out of the void.

The eyes of several great wizards and great demons fell on it at the same time, almost making this poor little guy choke out of fear. It flapped its wings randomly, its body was crooked, and the color of the whole bird had faded. For a few minutes, it seemed that the next second would be completely erased from the world by an invisible eraser.

Professor Yao reached out his hand in time and let this little thing fall on his fingertips.

With the blessing of the great wizard, the blue bird finally recovered, its color stabilized a bit, and it soon regained its vitality. It jumped up and down, along the fingertips, wrists, arms, and shoulders, and flew all the way to Professor Yao's ears. It chirped for a long time, and finally turned into a ball of blue flames and disappeared in full view of the public.

Invisible spiritual thoughts reverberated in the air, colliding with a low buzzing sound. Occasionally, spells flying from the side would be torn to pieces by the buzzing sounds before they could land on the great wizards and monsters. .

"News from the divination team?"

The other three deans looked at Professor Yao at the same time.

"The blue bird holds the book and transmits the secret message to the outside world" is an ancient spell. The communication spell "The bird sings, asking for its friend's voice" that modern wizards are accustomed to uses is developed from the blue bird spell.

Professor Yao's indifferent face nodded slightly. Although there was no movement between his eyebrows, the message conveyed by his spiritual thoughts was disturbing: "The divination team confirmed that the great wizard who sneaked into the battlefield in front of the inner castle was Fukatsu Ryoko, but this is not the point... …The divination team discovered that one of the passages between the Black Prison and the outside world was opened, but they could not confirm which one it was.”

"Is this also part of the plan?" The dean of Starry Sky Academy raised his eyebrows.

Tilda Strange, Alpha's former dean, glanced at the head wizard with a look that looked like a fool, seeming to question why the school's standards for dean selection had been lowered to such an extent.

"That was certainly not part of the plan."

The spiritual thoughts conveyed by Dean Yao's indifferent face are still as peaceful as ever: "Since we have chosen 'variables', then any plan will only be a plan... The only thing that can be confirmed is that the principal is there, whether it is the starry sky or the No demon will have any power above legend to participate in this war.”

If the 'legendary wizard' can touch the mist on the surface of the river of time, then the 'ancient wizard' can completely jump out of the river of time and master the secrets of the heavens.

For those ancient ones, there are no conspiracies or tricks in the world. In their eyes, everything is transparent, and any existence below ancient times is just a chess piece, large or small.

If they get involved in this war, the battlefield will not be limited to the small world of the Black Hell World - or in other words, even if they get involved, the great wizards present will not be aware of it at all.

"There's a mole."

Ms. Strange's face was as dark as water and her tone was cold.

"What did the divination team say?" Dean Urban of Atlas asked gently: "Do you need to remind those in the front fort? Is it still as planned?"

"According to plan." Dean Yao nodded slightly, shook his head, and added meaningfully: "There is no need to remind those in front, they are capable enough to protect themselves."

"As for the inner ghost... maybe there is one. We have to have some confidence in the divination team."

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The residence of the divination team.

Several great diviners were also discussing in low voices the situation on the battlefield in front of the inner castle.

Unlike the worried great wizards outside, these great fortune-tellers seemed quite relaxed. They did not seem to be worried about the unwarranted 'ghost', nor the passage that had been opened and whose direction had not yet been confirmed.

Instead, they were very interested in discussing the person in the room who had a special talent. It was said that she was a purple-haired banshee who had been promoted to the rank of Great Demon in the Black Prison.

"Fukatsu Ryoko's talent is possession."

"This is not surprising. Many demons are good at controlling people's hearts."

"It is different from Sujiad in that it does not use undead magic to control its subordinates; nor is it like Ili Rose, who controls puppets through spider silk; she completely relies on her talent to integrate with the soul of the target wizard in a very short period of time."

"Full integration?"

"No, not completely...its fusion is like putting a dress on the soul, and it is that dress."

"Every move of the soul is controlled by the clothes... Since the soul is out of control, the body will naturally lose control as well. This is a very dangerous talent."

"No wonder, I just saw the information. Fukatsu Ryoko has always been a top priority in the supervision of the black prison."

"Originally before this war, the Divination Team proposed that Ryoko Fukatsu be executed first... But because of her special origin, there was a debate within the school for a while... During this time, she completely disappeared into the depths of the Black Prison. Until Behemoth and Sujad set off a wave of prisoner uprisings, and she reappeared."

"Special origin?"

"Fukatsu Ryoko belongs to the school's hunting team, won the Silver Merlin Medal, and made outstanding contributions in the second war between wizards and demons..."

The conversation immediately fell into an uncomfortable silence.

Until a great fortune teller coughed lightly and changed the topic:

"Hey, no one cares about why she appeared on the battlefield of the inner fort... shouldn't she be in front of the outer fort? I've confirmed that there are no loopholes in the outer fort's defense array."

"The report just submitted suggests that she was attached to the newly born Migo Emperor Insect, quietly escaped the sniper attacks of the great wizards in the outer castle, and sneaked into the battlefield in the inner castle. Kotos must have given her a lot of help."

"That damn multi-armed giant!"

"Well, don't worry, let them jump around for a while. The deeper they are involved in this world's energy, the higher the probability of our plan to succeed."

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Zheng Qing didn't know that the banshee next to him had become the center of attention in the entire Black Prison battlefield.

He was holding his breath and using all his strength to break away from the banshee's fingers, but the magic power in his body was uncontrollable. Let alone breaking free from the banshee's shackles, he couldn't even move a finger.

"Are you feeling flustered or scared?"

The purple-haired banshee leaned into the boy's ear and whispered: "Do you know why you are scared? Because of the unknown, because you don't know what will happen next, so you feel scared..."

The words have not yet finished.

boom!

"Get away!"

Following this scolding, a white fist slanted out from the void and hit the purple-haired witch hard on the face. Zheng Qing could clearly see that the beautiful face of the banshee was distorted and deformed by this punch, and even a few teeth were lost.

The color of its eyes also flashed violently between pitch black, black and white, and scarlet under this punch.

Then Zheng Qing heard the second sentence said by the voice:

"Stay away from my man!"