Monster Hunting High School

What stopped the five-color lotus and swept away half of the Siren King's remaining eyeballs were the two tentacles in front of the 'snail''s forehead.

But compared with ordinary snails, these two tentacles have become thicker and longer. They are covered with blue-black eyeballs and suckers intertwined with fangs, and there is a mouth on the top of the tentacles.

Creak!

Creak!

The harsh sound of chewing echoed over the dead battlefield.

The pause continues.

At this moment, on the entire battlefield, only this 'mutated snail', Vice Principal Shi Hui in the Five-Colored Lotus, and the two legendary wizards in the Silver Snake World were fully awake.

"The Siren King cannot die."

The witch stood up from the five-color lotus and looked down at the giant snail crawling on the battlefield. Her voice was very serious:

"Hand over its remains, and on behalf of the school, I will allow you to leave the Black Prison."

Instinct needs defeated reason, causing the big black snail to ignore the witch's negotiations.

It said nothing, but answered the witch's offer with a harsh chewing sound. Perhaps the big mouth on the tentacles has not yet fully evolved, and the strength of the teeth is limited. After chewing for a long time, the half eyeball still retains most of its shape, making the big mouth on the tentacles round and round, which looks a bit funny.

The sound of chewing was mixed with the Siren King's slightly crazy and hoarse laughter:

"Yes! That's it!"

"Aren't your teeth fully developed? Chew hard!"

"Use more strength!!"

"Where's the saliva? Where's your saliva that dissolves everything?"

"I know several solution formulas that can dissolve the concept of legend. Be careful, I will read it to you... There are several nerve cords left in the gaps between your teeth! Don't ignore them, they will turn into little snakes and run away! "

Realizing that the communication was ineffective, Shi Hui made a prompt decision and took stronger measures.

In mid-air, the five-color lotus flower turned sharply, and streaks of five-color brilliance poured out from it, turning into big hands, passing over the tentacles blocking the flower, and grabbing directly towards another tentacle that swallowed the eyeballs.

The sky is full of big hands, and even a speck of dust can be caught.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the tentacle retracted and retracted, then jumped back to the snail's head in an instant, then turned the tentacle head and stuffed it into the snail's mouth. The black muscles on the tentacles surged and took the half of the snail that had not yet been chewed. The eyeballs are spit into the snail's open mouth.

The open mouth of the black snail revealed a strip-like structure covered with fine teeth, like the gears of a pulverizer, with a viscous green liquid flowing between the toothed strips, like lubricating oil between the gears.

The tooth belt extends along the mouthparts and oral cavity deeper into the body of the black snail.

The deeper you go in, the darker the color becomes, and the more filled it is with the aura of madness, ominousness, and disaster. Compared with the top of the tentacles, the legendary aura deep in the truly big mouth of the black snail is richer and more destructive.

The Siren King's eyeball fell into the real mouth of the black snail and was bitten instantly, turning into a ball of blood. It was dragged deeper into the body by the legendary aura; and the white bone snake tail dragged behind the eyeball was also in the tooth belt. It is ground into bone meal during rotation.

The Siren King, who was laughing maniacally a few seconds ago, was completely silent in the blink of an eye.

Click! !

Boom! !

Shi Hui suddenly raised his head and looked at the northern sky.

The rich night is like a thick curtain, slowly unfolding from the end of the northern sky, spreading to the entire world.

The sky suddenly darkened. Although the sky was still full of black and yellow, and the silver-white moon and golden sun hung on the horizon, the depth of night suppressed all colors, and the sky was instantly filled with colors.

Wherever the witch looked, the sky and the earth were dim, and she could see layers of black clouds building up in the sky like mountains. From behind the black prison, countless bloody lightnings jumped out, like summer showers. It rained down all over the face, tearing through the night, dragging the rolling thunder, shaking the whole world.

Blood rain poured down, and heaven and earth were silent.

This is a world mourning the fall of a legend.

"No."

"wrong!"

"There must be something wrong!"

The witch's eyes flashed slightly as she scanned the entire world. Thoughts flashed through her mind - the Siren King would not die so easily - and more importantly, if just a top legend fell, although it would cause certain Celestial phenomena, but there shouldn’t be such a big movement!

The Siren King is definitely not someone who gets tired of living and seeks death! What's more, it had misappropriated almost all the luck of the demons in the dark hell in advance, and those luck alone should have kept him alive!

What does it want to do? Why would the stars have a hand in its demise? Why have the other demon kings remained silent until now? Does the Alliance know about this? Where is the principal?

Thoughts were racing.

The pause continues.

Endless five-color light gushed out from the five-color lotus, turning into big hands, picking up the wizards from every corner of the Black Prison battlefield, and throwing them all into the inner castle formation to avoid suffering in this great change of heaven and earth.

While the five-color lotus flowers are catching people, the visions in the heaven and earth become more and more terrifying.

The earth in the distance slowly cracked amidst the thunder, spitting out streams of hot blood-red magma.

The magma condensed into ferocious ghost figures, dancing strangely under the bloody lightning in the sky, as if praying to the great existence in the dark.

Between the bloody magma and the bloody lightning, the shadow of an illusory blue-black world is reflected in the void, slowly disintegrating under the impact of lightning and magma.

Shi Hui knew that that illusory world was the world that evolved after the legend of the Siren King. As a legend, she understands better what it means when the world collapses.

Xiang Liu seems to be really giving up everything and facing death.

The contradiction between reason and reality left this top legendary wizard stunned for a moment.

The witch could clearly see that in that illusory world, there were dark blue waves rising high, like the tide during a tsunami. One wave after another, swept by the wind and carried by thunder and lightning, connected down to the earth and above. Pick up Bixiao.

It might be difficult for ordinary wizards to describe the shape and color of the sea tide, but as a legend, Shi Hui could see the endless knowledge and inheritance belonging to the Siren King from the sea wave at a glance, as if it had hidden all the secrets in the sea.

Mixed in the tide were wailing, twisted faces - they were the beings derived from the Siren King, and they already possessed considerable wisdom - but when the world was overturned, any wisdom seemed too low.

The witch ignored those tiny lives and struggled, prayed, and looked around helplessly in the seawater. She was finally submerged by the darkness as thick as substance, and disappeared at the end of the huge whirlpool of the tide.

In the sight of the witch, in that world, between the sea, the sky and the earth, rays of light dimmed one after another. That was the power, magic and curse controlled by the Siren King.

Across several worlds, they appear a little blurry, but before finally dimming, they are still extremely bright. Beside the brilliance, large blocks of unknown color slowly appeared, mottled into the illusory world.

Those color blocks are like pieces of scales, one after another, depicting a vaguely humanoid monster. It has an octopus-like head covered with tentacles, a bloated and fat body, and a pair of narrow wings behind its back. , the seawater fell on it, turning into puddles of green slime, and fell down in drops.

It squatted there, like a mountain squatting between heaven and earth.