Monster Hunting High School

Although the young wizards still have time to be talkative, in fact, Exoneration has indeed reached the point where it is running out of ammunition and food - in every sense of the word.

From the talismans, to the array plates, from the hemp grass used to prepare magic potions, to the yellow paper used to draw the talismans, from their physical strength to their spirits.

All empty.

Not a drop left.

The pocket watch in his hand made a clicking sound.

An astonishing chill returned to the hunting ground.

The hunting team leader shuddered and looked down at the time. There were exactly three minutes left before zero hour.

"run!"

he yelled.

Looking back, the team members had already run away. Dylan did not break his promise and ran at the front, his body like a ray of smoke; Xiao Xiao, because of his short stature and short legs, fell at the back - it can't be said that he was the last, because their captain was still standing behind them.

"A bunch of bastards."

The young public-funded student cursed in a low voice, but couldn't help but smile. He fired a few shots at the black shadow without looking back, then ran away and followed him.

As long as there is still one person in the hunting team at the hunting ground at the end, it is not considered a loss! Zheng Qing felt cruel in his heart, and the group of people ran in circles around the hunting ground, trying their best to stay away from the monster.

But under the premise that their physical strength was exhausted and a large area of ​​the hunting ground was covered by black shadows, their struggle seemed particularly weak.

"Zul-Baha-Sal!"

The huge shadow like a demonic giant roared these words.

"What is it howling for?" Zheng Qing ran out of breath, his legs seemed to be filled with lead. Even so, he easily caught up with Dr. Xiao.

Xiao Xiao pushed up his crooked glasses and gasped: "Big, hoo, probably, hoo, hoo, probably saying, hoo, we are all warriors... hoo, hoo!"

"You don't need to be reminded of this." Zheng Qing curled his lips.

"Also, hoo hoo," Dr. Xiao Da's face turned red and he tried his best to keep up with Zheng Qing: "He also said, hoo hoo, human flesh that runs fast is chewier, hoo hoo, it tastes more delicious... …Huhu!”

Hearing these words, Zheng Qing subconsciously slowed down, and Dr. Xiao Da took the opportunity to overtake him again.

"I don't think that short word can contain such a profound meaning." Zheng Qing finally reacted, panting and smiling, surpassing the doctor again.

A joke is a joke.

Although they were escaping for their lives, the retreating exoneration hunting team still did not forget to launch a long snake formation at this time to maintain the hunting team's complete combat effectiveness to the maximum extent.

Even so, these young wizards still did not escape the backlash of the huge 'prey'.

Only one second passed, maybe ten seconds, in short, only a short time passed. Zheng Qing felt that he had run less than a hundred meters, and the giant-like darkness easily caught up with them - it was passing by Zheng Qing. In the clear moment, there were more than one shadow, like an octopus spreading its tentacles, or like the waving branches of the big willow tree on the battlefield of Black Prison.

A huge mass of darkness, dark and opaque, with a dazzling splendor, entangled towards the young wizard it had chosen.

The word "winding" here is slightly gentler, but Zheng Qing thinks that the more appropriate word is "beating".

Moreover, the target chosen by the black shadow to attack was neither Dylan, who was the fastest, nor Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao, who were at the end of the team, but Zhang Jixin, who was in the center of the hunting team and seemed the safest.

boom!

The black shadow carried huge kinetic energy and smashed in front of Zhang Jixin, cutting a deep ravine in the solid ground of the hunting ground, cutting off the magic circuit of the long snake formation, and blocking the red-faced wizard's retreat direction.

"Gan!"

Zhang Jixin stopped his body with extraordinary agility, like a cannonball falling on an iron plate, bouncing sideways, avoiding being beaten into pulp - it's hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

Because of this moment of delay, several huge tentacles of darkness swarmed in, surrounding the stout wizard from all directions.

Realizing that he couldn't escape, Zhang Jixin also got angry.

"come!"

The wizard got into a posture, and an intoxicating aura filled his body. He felt as if he was being cooked. He opened his strange eyes and shouted, "Come on! Come here!"

The black shadow responds with silence, like a giant reptile, turning, whirling, and changing rapidly, building a dark vortex, and the center of the vortex is Zhang Jixin.

When Zheng Qing realized this, the red-faced wizard who originally looked as if he was going to explode at any time had turned gray-white. The dark vortex sucked all the energy from the red-faced wizard, and his gray body After holding on for a moment in the dark vortex, it completely disintegrated and turned into a pile of dim dust.

Clang!

A flash of snow cut through the darkness that enveloped the hunting ground, stabbing decisively towards the dark vortex that swallowed up Zhang Jixin's figure.

It's a bluebird.

The moment he saw his figure, Zheng Qing realized his plan - since you can't escape, don't escape. It's better to face life head on than die behind your back.

In a desperate situation, the only way to survive is to survive, or to have a glimmer of hope.

The sword light cut off a black tentacle, fell into the dark vortex, splashed a ripple, and then shattered with a bang. Also broken was the decisive figure of Lan Que.

Dylan, who was running at the front, stopped and looked back.

"It's so embarrassing."

Mr. Vampire Werewolf muttered, standing straight and straightening his wrinkled robe, tightening his belt, tightening his cufflinks, straightening the skewed badge on his chest, and then took out his handkerchief to clean the gray stains on his face.

Before one cheek was wiped clean, a black shadow enveloped him. Dylan didn't even raise his head and wiped his face, letting the swirling vortex engulf him.

"what a shame."

Xiao Xiao sighed heavily and carefully put the bamboo slips in his hands close to his body. Then he raised his head and glanced at Zheng Qing, with a look of regret on his face: "...it's only a few minutes before we can survive until the end." ”

A thick black tentacle emerged behind the short wizard, curled around his waist silently, and with just a tug, like a frog's preying tongue, it suddenly disappeared into the thick darkness with a small smile.

Only then did Zheng Qing just open his mouth.

He was like a fish in a rut, his mouth opening and closing, opening and closing again. After repeating it several times, he finally realized that his hunting team had been completely wiped out, and he dropped his arms in despair.

He was alone.

It was surrounded by thick black masses, flowing out from one vortex after another, filling the entire hunting ground, exuding a bone-chilling cold.

Then a thick tentacle wrapped around the boy's waist.

Zheng Qing felt that he should say something. It was not good to look panicked and peeing in front of everyone. Just as he was thinking hard, the black shadow suddenly retreated.

Vaguely, he only heard a soft, vague whisper that burned like a flame:

"Mordiggian... best wishes..."