Monster Hunting High School

Facts have proved that it is very foolish to take a sweet approach to a serious matter.

When the sixth wave of thirty-two ghouls arrived as expected, the Exoneration Hunting Team followed Zheng Qing's idea and first used the Binding Spell and the Chaos Spell to disrupt the rhythm of the ghouls' attack in an attempt to delay time.

But that didn't make it any easier for them.

On the contrary, when these young hunters were restrained in dealing with the thirty-two ghouls, the seventh wave of sixty-four ghouls quietly came over from the other direction.

"Gan!"

After receiving Dylan's warning, the captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team immediately noticed the sneaking figures and cursed in a low voice: "I knew nothing could be so cheap... Re-open the five-pointed star formation and shrink the formation... Gentleman , don’t waste time collecting those corpses!”

Before Dylan could speak, Xiao Xiao stopped Zheng Qing's suggestion: "No, it's not a bad thing to collect more... Maybe we will need their help soon."

At the same time, Zhang Jixin also rejected Zheng Qing's tactics and shouted sternly: "Follow me, swordsman and gentleman, to snipe the seventh wave of ghouls... Brother Zha and the doctor can just deal with these guys in front of you!"

Then he turned to look at Zheng Qing and patted his chest confidently: "With less than a hundred ghouls, we don't need to shrink our battle formation."

Zheng Qing shrugged, approving his tactics, but with a backhand, he pulled out the rune gun from his waist and loaded it.

in case.

Xiao Xiao glanced at the talisman gun in the public student's hand.

"I remember that the student union forbids you from using rune guns in hunting games." As he spoke, he was directing several sharp wooden thorns to stab the ghouls bound in the vine net, and cut their hearts out. Poke to pieces.

"It's just that the use of 'that' kind of rune bullets is prohibited," Zheng Qing held up a book of magic in one hand to help strengthen the power of the binding spell. While shaking the rune gun in his hand, he simply explained: "...ordinary rune bullets are not prohibited. ”

Because during a patrol last semester, Zheng Qing shot Serprano and seriously injured him. Therefore, after the forgiveness was confirmed to participate in this school hunting competition, under the reminder of the new Augustus, the student union and the hunting committee A letter was specially sent to prohibit Zheng Qing from using "exceeding normal specifications" talisman bullets in the hunting competition.

At present, that letter is completely redundant.

These ghouls were too weak. In addition to being ugly, smelling bad, and having scary eyes, their actual combat effectiveness was not even comparable to that of Poseidon - Zheng Qing was completely reluctant to waste the lowest quality talisman bullets on them.

Their weak magic resistance and slow movements made them trapped in the quagmire of the young hunters' spells. Nearly a hundred ghouls only persisted for less than five minutes before they were declared destroyed. Together with Dylan's other trophies, Stacked up into a hill.

"It always feels like something is wrong."

The young public-funded student squatted next to a dead ghoul and poked the ghoul's head with a wooden stick. An ugly face turned towards the boy with the force of the stick.

For a moment, Zheng Qing felt that he had a deeper understanding of what Quasimodo or Frankenstein looked like.

He calmly applied a little more force to the wooden stick, turned the face in another direction, and then calmed down before continuing: "Too weak...the combat effectiveness of these guys is not even as good as the Arab Ghouls, and I didn’t hear them communicating with each other from beginning to end, and the tactics they used were extremely crude... completely unlike the ghouls we saw last time.”

At the end of last semester, after the Forgiveness Hunting Team entered the Dreamland, they briefly dealt with the ghouls in the Dreamland. In Zheng Qing's impression, they were a group of cunning, ferocious and combat-effective mercenaries.

Dylan nodded in agreement: "It's definitely not right."

As a creature with advanced undead blood, Mr. Vampire Werewolf has the best say in this matter. Since he also thinks something is wrong, there must be something wrong.

Xiao Xiao walked to Zheng Qing carrying two wooden thorns and handed one to him.

"This is the first ghoul." The apologetic diviner grabbed a wooden thorn and pierced the body of the ghoul, making a big hole easily.

Then his eyes wandered and he quickly determined the second target: "This is one of the second waves."

This time, the hole the wooden thorn made in the ghoul was a little smaller.

"This is one of the third waves."

The hole is smaller.

Zheng Qing thoughtfully followed the doctor and poked them one by one. But as it shows, each subsequent wave of ghouls is not only more numerous, but also physically stronger. When it came to the last wave, the sixty-four ghouls, Zheng Qing could only leave a small eye on them with one stab.

"Next there should be one hundred and twenty-eight ghouls." The captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team muttered, stood up, looked into the distance, and tightened his hand on the rune gun.

It seems that the weapons that I thought would not be used today will still have a chance to make a profit.

"It's less than an hour since the game started," Xiao Xiao calculated and analyzed quickly: "Although each subsequent wave will appear about a minute later than the previous one... But at the current frequency, In the next hour, the number of ghouls we face may be as high as 4,000, or even more than 8,000."

hiss!

Everyone, including Zhang Jixin, who was the boldest, gasped. If the individual strength of the next ghouls continues to strengthen, then Yu Zui will probably be unable to cope with more than 2,000 ghouls.

"So the word 'persistence' I heard the most this year!" Zheng Qing felt a bit toothache and couldn't help but rub his cheek with the hand holding the rune gun.

He very much doubted whether this hunting ground could hold those thousands of ghouls.

"It's only in Fantasyland that the school dares to play with such generosity."

Mr. Vampire Werewolf's eyes lingered on those ghouls, and he sighed repeatedly: "If it were outside, a specially prepared dreamland ghoul would need at least one golden bean... A game consumes hundreds or thousands of ghouls, even if No matter how wealthy the school is, it will go bankrupt.”

"No wonder it's so easy to start." The red-faced wizard tugged on the gloves on his hands, took out the protective gear from his arms, and started to put it on. At the same time, he muttered: "...What's cheap is not good, that's a wise saying."

Can this be understood in this way?

Zheng Qing twitched the corner of his mouth.

"If the calculation is correct, the eighth wave of ghouls will appear within five minutes." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and glanced at the other people: "My opinion, let the gentleman take them with him. Part of..."

He pointed at the hill-like pile of corpses, and then said to Dylan: "You need to familiarize yourself with their command methods before the real test comes... Others should deal with the remaining ghouls as quickly as possible."

Dylan nodded slightly.

Then under Zheng Qing's confused eyes, Mr. Vampire Werewolf opened the Dharma book, cleared his throat, and shouted softly: "The emperor's corpse is carried!"

A dead ghoul stood up crookedly amidst the sound of the spell, its head drooped, and slowly spinning in place as if it would fall at any time. Through the large hole in his chest, Zheng Qing could clearly see the calm expression of Dr. Xiao on the other side of the hole.