Monster Hunting High School

When the mutated Gaitrash launched a fierce charge like a cavalry.

Beyond the light path illuminated by the 'Little Stars', in the dark night at the edge of the hunting ground, several figures in black robes and crow masks were silently watching the young hunting team - someone was holding a note The board recorded the reactions of the Gaitrasi. Some held instruments to measure the magic fluctuations, while others held crystal balls to record every frame of the scene.

Everyone has something to do, except one short guy.

"Why did you need to replenish the potion just now?" The shorter crow mask asked his companion in a low voice: "I remember that potion No. 3 is valid for four hours."

"If you carefully observe the operations of the seniors, you can find that what we just replenished was not the No. 3 potion." The companion bit the tip of the quill, frowned and looked into the distance, and then looked at the content on his note board, very impatient. replied.

"Huh? Is that so?" The voice of the short crow mask was full of surprise. At the same time, he immediately took out a small notebook and a quill from his arms and started recording quickly.

The other crow masks relaxed a little and continued busy.

"just……"

The short Crow Mask had just said two words when he was interrupted by the tall Crow Mask who was leading him: "What we just replenished is Potion No. 7. The effect is to strengthen the body and magic power, but the cost is to double the life loss again... …This means that this group of Gatrash only has the last two hours to live.”

"Ah...oh." The short Crow Mask was stunned, and quickly recorded these words in his notebook, and also used a quill to underline the potion label.

Close the book and look up into the distance.

Deep in the hunting ground, at the end of the light path, seven young wizards were quickly throwing out spells of different colors, trying to stop the charging Gaitrasi.

But no attack can stop the horse beasts from moving forward crazily.

The exploding magic spells and broken talismans complement each other, vaguely mixed with the loud shouts of the young wizards. The night wind was blowing, and even though the crow mask was on his face, the short wizard still felt the fuzz on his cheeks exploding one by one.

But he didn't know whether it was the subtle magic mixed in the night wind or the late night chill that soaked the mask on his face.

When the young hunting team at the end of the light path was forced to retreat again.

The short wizard wearing a crow mask finally couldn't help it, looked around uneasily, and spoke again in a low voice, asking his companion next to him: "This time... why did you let the experimental subjects attack the students in the school?"

"It's just an accident." The tall wizard in the lead replied softly: "They just appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time and chose the wrong prey."

Having said this, he frowned slightly: "Theoretically, such a mistake should not occur... The fortune teller in the laboratory has confirmed before that there should not be any interaction between those young wizards and the Gaitrasi."

"Since it was a mistake... we can come back at another time!" There was a hint of urgency in the short wizard's voice: "...For example, tomorrow? Tomorrow is Saturday, and those students will definitely not come."

"There is no time." The leader turned around, his eyes under the crow mask looked very bright: "We have no time, the professor has no time... the school will not give us time. I originally thought that the revelation of the new legendary wizard would be able to The school was left in chaos for a while, but I didn’t expect the school to deal with it so decisively without giving any chance.”

Upon hearing this explanation, the Crow Masks all fell silent.

In the night wind, I could only hear the slight rustle of the pen tip falling on the parchment.

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"Zap! (Smash)"

The tall black giant horse opened its ferocious mouth, revealing its staggered sharp teeth. Evil curses came from its throat, and the tips of its teeth flashed with a heart-stopping cold light.

The wizards' spells and flying talismans shattered under the cold light and turned into little bits of light.

Although it is a little frustrating, it cannot shake the determination of the young wizards of the Exoneration Hunting Team to fight back.

"Ge Zhi Tan Xi, give me a gift!"

"I'm Ma Xuanhuang!"

"The wolf stalks its beard and stalks its tail!"

"As you move forward, your center will shake!"

Colorful spells came and went, and thick vines sprouted out of the void, swaying with magic power fluctuations of different natures, intertwined with each other, like a dragnet.

Another blue giant roared like thunder, picked up boulders and trees, and smashed them at the pursuers; from time to time, a black shadow or a flash of sword light flashed in the darkness, cutting off the legs and feet of the runners.

"ORGE! (Rage)"

"Devolve!"

"Earthen Might! (Power of the Earth)"

The mutated Gatrash charged furiously while roaring and spitting out curses filled with dark power.

The dragnet woven by the spells was easily torn apart.

The severed legs and feet grew back again during the attack, and were as flexible as ever.

The battle formation of the Forgiveness Hunting Team kept changing its direction, trying several times to break away from contact and leave the hunting ground, but was blocked by the crazy Gaitrasi.

As time passed and their magic power was consumed, the young hunters gradually became anxious.

"Ah!"

"Are you planning to let us out?"

When Zheng Qing put his hand into the gray cloth bag again and did not touch the talisman, but touched the cold body of the talisman gun, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, with a sneer on his face, and turned to look at the exit of the hunting ground: "Originally, I just planned to grow old. Just go out and give them to the school... that's what's best for them."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched his earlobe again.

The little snake in the ear hole seemed to be ready to move.

The young public-sponsored student twitched his lips: "...But since they push people too hard and don't want to be honest, then it's no wonder we are there. All of them!"

The other six young wizards slowed down their attacks and looked at Zheng Qing.

The captain of the Forgiveness Hunting Team cheered up and shouted: "...The Murojuku Formation was replaced by the Jisu Formation, and they turned their backs, crossed the Silent River, and headed in a direction away from the school's guardian array... Since they don't want to be in the school To solve this matter, let’s go outside and solve it!”

Several other hunters in the Forgiveness Hunting Team exchanged glances with each other and nodded slightly.

A red light flashed in Mr. Vampire Werewolf's eyes, and he chuckled: "I like this attitude."

"As long as you don't have to pay for the school, you have the final say." The red-faced wizard pulled the gloves on his hands and let out a sigh of relief - he had just been worried that Zheng Qing's brain would get hot and he would draw out his talisman gun and shoot everywhere.

The fortune teller of the Forgiveness Hunting Team was responsible for the arrangement of the battle formation as always.

"Jisu Formation belongs to water, and the formation we borrowed is Ji Shui Leopard."

Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, and a calm voice rang in the ears of every hunter: "This is completely in conflict with the room fire pig of the room. Therefore, this time, the squad leader will take the lead, and the gentleman will stand with me." In the position of assistant, the swordsman is in front, the fat man is behind the heavy pressure, the elders are on the left and right, and the captain is on the outside... so that you can do what you like. "