Monster Hunting High School

The outermost layer of the winter hunting ground has always belonged to the top hunting teams in the school.

The number is small, but the combat power cannot be underestimated.

Like this year.

In addition to the twenty-eight officially registered hunting teams, there are two unregistered hunting teams whose strength is also recognized by the school and are placed on the outermost level.

One of them is the Edge Hunter team that made it to this year’s Campus Cup finals, and this ranking alone is a good proof; the other is the Ouroboros Hunter team who came from the Alpha School - thanks to the new Augustus, Named after the Ouroboros, the symbol of the Cheung Kei Association, this hunting team has won the favor of many young wizards, and with the abundant gold support of the current captain Andrew Taylor, they have grabbed the last outer hunting ground.

However, if he had known that this winter hunting would encounter such an unlucky situation, Andrew would never waste so much gold.

The young werewolf from a small North American family was holding part of a meeting when Linda Barnes tore off the red ribbon tied to the parchment scroll.

The term "partial meeting" is used because the Ouroboros hunting team participating in the winter hunting this time has a total of thirty hunters, which is the largest hunting team among all participating teams. Therefore, the hunting committee assigned Ouroboros also has the largest hunting area - in order to balance factors such as hunter strength, team size, hunting area division, etc., the school finally assigned the hunting area to Ouroboros across two 'layers', with part of the hunting area located in Beta Near the town, it belongs to the middle-level hunting area; part of the hunting area, like the other twenty-nine hunting teams, is located outside the Silent River, the outermost layer of the winter hunting ground.

On the first day of winter hunting, Andrew gathered thirty hunters, cleaned the middle hunting area, and then established the base camp of the Ouroboros hunting team here. The hunters were arranged in the base camp to serve as a rear base, and then led the remaining twenty or so hunters to the outer area.

In the next two days, whenever a hunter was injured or too tired, he would immediately send him back to the rear base. So much so that with less than three hours left before the end of the hunting match, the Ouroboros Hunting Team still maintained a hunting team of fifteen people, with morale and combat power still at their peak.

The content discussed in the 'department meeting' at the moment is whether Ouroboros should take the initiative and go a little deeper into the Silent Forest to obtain more prey.

Andrew is inclined to go out.

Although the outer hunting area divided by the school is known to be full of dangers, it has been simply cleaned up. Many of the more dangerous prey have been hunted or driven away in advance. In the activity of hunting, the dangers are directly proportional to the benefits. This means that even if the Ouroboros hunting team catches all the rabbits in its hunting ground, it is likely that there will not be much gain.

Although he had already considered the losses before spending a large amount of gold to organize the hunting team and purchase talismans, potions and other equipment for the members of the hunting team, there was always no harm if he could make up for it a little.

Thinking of this, the short and fat wizard shook the falling snow on his dragon skin cloak - no matter what, he must make back the gold he spent to buy thirty dragon skin cloaks - he raised his arm, coughed slightly, and signaled to him Something to say.

At that moment.

A sudden heart palpitation suddenly appeared, and on the back of his raised hand, the curled hairs exploded one after another, like a frightened hedgehog or porcupine.

This is a certain talent derived from the werewolf blood's perception of danger.

Andrew's eyes were fixed on the back of his hand for half a second.

Although young werewolves are usually ruthless, they are also the ones who seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Fortunately, they have a little self-awareness and know when to attack and when to retreat.

"retreat!"

The werewolf cub of the Taylor family did not hesitate at all, and did not even investigate the source of the uneasiness. He waved his arms downward and spoke with an unusually decisive tone:

"Run! Now! Now! Leave everything behind and don't want it anymore! Don't want anything anymore! Run! Hurry!"

Everyone looked at their captain in astonishment, wondering why he was so crazy.

Andrew kicked away a formation disk in front of him - a hunter seemed to be bending down to pick up the formation disk - the captain of the Ouroboros hunting team sternly shouted: "I don't want any more things! Retreat! Take the armor and horse talisman." I have them all loaded up! Prioritize the use of flying spells and swift movement spells! "

As he spoke, he opened the Dharma book and cast a spell on himself:

"When the geese are flying, keep their feathers in check!"

As the magic power rotated and gathered, a pair of light gray goose wings appeared behind the fat wizard. He seemed to be still not satisfied. He raised his hand and took out two armor and horse talismans, hung them on his legs, then kicked off his legs and ran away. .

At this moment, an extremely deep and lofty aura suddenly rose up, and the entire silent forest seemed to tremble for a moment. The pair of goose wings behind Andrew made a 'pop' sound, just flapped twice, and then turned into two Wisps of gray mist dissipated in the air.

Less than three feet off the ground, the young werewolf fell into the snow pit in a very bad posture.

There seemed to be other people screaming nearby, but it had nothing to do with him. The strong heart beat hard, pumping out streams of hot plasma, rushing towards the limbs and bones of the young werewolf.

Without saying a word, he tore off his cloak, hung two armor and horse talismans on his legs, and then opened another Dharma book: "Mayfly Wings, pick clothes!"

A pair of translucent mayfly wings buzzed and vibrated.

This time, there was no need for him to urge him again. Various spell lights lit up in the snow one after another. The fourteen hunters of the Ouroboros Hunting Team followed their captain, like a group of flying mad dogs, rushing towards the rear base. Escape.

Lightness Curse, Flying Curse, and Speedy Movement Curse.

Under the superposition of multiple spells, this small hunting team reached the edge of the middle-level hunting area at an astonishing speed, without encountering any obstacles or attacks along the way, so that Andrew suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart, suspecting that he was overreacting.

As if to soothe his uneasiness.

Buzz!

A subtle yet long tremor suddenly emerged, transmitted from the invisible magic power to the colorless air, and then to the tangible world.

The tall trees in the forest trembled in tremors, and the snow on the tree crowns fell. Andrew opened his mouth and felt that his voice seemed to tremble unconsciously:

"Faster!!"

Without further urging from him, everyone saw the golden curtain slowly falling not far away, and felt the chilling aura emanating from the heavy curtain.

"Sure bustard feathers, gather there!"

The captain of the Ouroboros Hunting Team simply tore up his favorite magic book and released a powerful spell to assist flight. Fifteen people were like a group of tired birds returning to their nests. They turned into a stream of light under the influence of magic, and rushed under the golden curtain at the last moment when it fell.

"What happened?" Only then did anyone come back to their senses.

Andrew Taylor lay stretched out in the snow, not wanting to get up at all. Hearing this, he just sighed lazily: "I don't know... I just know that we are safe now."