Monster Hunting High School

Accidents in life are like boils on the body. They always pop up unexpectedly and make you upset and angry. You just want to cut them out together with the surrounding flesh.

Just like Su Shijun's current mood.

Earlier, when the school's protective circle was deployed and the Exoneration Hunting Team decided to go deep into the Forest of Silence, the senator of the Lower Moon Parliament was enjoying afternoon tea in his own "bubble"——

When the afternoon clock struck four, everything stopped for an instant for afternoon tea.

Elegant and lively music flows from the morning glory, the white bone china tea set is inlaid with exquisite gold and silver inlays, the piping hot black tea and the cold dragon blood condensed milk are blended to the right temperature, plus strawberry jam and smoked stingray. The finger sandwiches and scones smeared with cream made her feel like she was back in her carefree girlhood.

Of course, if she had to choose between the past and the present, she would still prefer to stay in school.

It’s not that I like school laboratory work.

But I like the atmosphere of the school.

There is no boring chatting and empty Don Juan, there is no need to wear a stiff smile to deal with those old guys who are not smiling, and there is no need to consider whether the invited guests have some unknown events that happened in the past 500 years. For a vendetta, you don't need to change into a dozen dresses a day and listen to different wizards talking similar nonsense on the same dance floor.

Just be happy being yourself.

This gave her enough energy to study magic, beauty, and sleep. She also had enough time to drink afternoon tea, take care of the small garden of the mansion, and even have time to make a study plan for Poseidon.

Occasionally, if you are bored, you can still participate in the school's winter hunt like today, reminisce about the not-so-distant campus memories, and enjoy a unique and unique private viewing perspective.

Compared with the real hunting, which is full of twists and turns and dangers, everything happening now seems to Su Shijun to be nothing more than "a storm in a teacup."

Unlike Mr. Zhu Si, who worked hard because he was an instructor for the first time and kept an eye on the hunting team's movements, Su Shijun, who has adapted to parliamentary life early, has been able to skillfully grasp the delicate balance between "work" and "life" - of course, more Importantly, she was very confident in the hunting team she was in charge of, and did not believe that there could be any danger on the edge of the Silent Forest that would threaten the young wizards.

Even if it is a wild dragon of the great wizard level, these young people might have a chance to knock it down from the sky. In particular, a certain wizard was carrying a terrifying rune gun.

Thinking of this, the witch curled her lips, put down the teacup in her hand, and glanced outside the "bubbles". When she gave Remington away, she didn't expect it to grow to this point.

Then, she saw the ogres standing in front of the Exoneration Hunting Team and the Victor Patrol.

Just one glance.

The witch recognized those ogres as prosthetics.

This immediately reminded her of the bad memories of last year's winter hunt - that tortuous rescue experience made her resent the "prosthetics" who illegally infiltrated.

So, this time, the first time she saw those ogres, the witch crushed the jade pendant and smashed the beautiful little tea cup in her hand.

The leading ogre was staggered.

The young wizards who were already eager to try took this opportunity to rush forward. Without much effort, they knocked several ogres to the ground and tied them into rice dumplings.

Then, Su Shijun frowned and looked back in the direction of the winter hunting ground.

The spiritual awareness of a great wizard always surpasses that of ordinary registered wizards.

She was keenly aware of what was going on there.

Therefore, after arranging the Victor Hunting Team to clean up the battlefield, the senators of the Moonlight Parliament led the Exoneration Hunting Team straight towards the Edge Hunting Team's hunting grounds.

Only then did this brief, fierce, and slightly chaotic battle in the snow begin.

This kind of confusion especially irritated Su Shijun, as if someone was reminding her repeatedly about the small mistake she made during last winter's hunting——

"I originally thought it was just a disturbance in the tea cup... but I didn't expect it was a few cockroaches that fell into the tea cup."

The senator of the Parliament under the moon has black hair flying, and his tall figure is hidden in the thunderstorm of shaman magic.

Ruo appeared, and there was a roar between heaven and earth, but it could not cover up her clear and angry voice:

"Yin Qilei, in front of this beast!"

With the help of the principle of mutual conversion of magic from the same source, the witch not only easily swept away the thunder summoned by the ogre, but also cast a powerful thunder spell without wasting much magic power.

Standing on the shoulders of Bofu's giant, Zheng Qing seemed to be repeating his first experience in Damingfang last year - every breath of air was bursting silently, and the loud thunder did not give the young public servant much reaction. Time descended quickly and violently on this already scorched world. Countless electric lights danced in his sight, unbridledly releasing the purest anger of nature.

Fortunately, Great Wizard Su has good magic control skills.

Those cyan and white elves carefully avoided their allies and concentrated their energy on the ogres, especially the largest two-headed ogres.

The leader, the hoop-headed ogre, received the most "care".

In just an instant, it had become torn apart, and before the blood had time to gush out of the wound, it was burned into wisps of green and white smoke by the lightning that followed, leaving only patches of mottled and charred residue.

"-life!"

The hoarse and cracked voice of the hoop-headed ogre echoed in the thunderstorm. The two heads chanted the same spell at the same time. Along with the shaman's gestures and dance, the milky white light gathered at its feet, like streams flowing upstream. , climbing up along its insteps and calves, constantly repairing the body destroyed by lightning.

Destruction and rebirth, concentrated on the same life at the same time, this scene is extremely rare.

At the same time, other two-headed ogres also roared out their own special spells, or summoned huge earth element puppets to block in front of them, or activated the charred trees next to them to draw away the thunder, and some people used astonishing magic. Agile, he danced a knife-tip dance amidst the thunderstorms.

The witch floating in mid-air silently flipped through the book of magic, preparing for the start of the next spell.

The hoop-headed ogre raised his head, and the newborn head under his jaw let out a sharp and harsh roar: "...The path you chose allows you to be accepted by the school...The school you are in makes you feel powerful... But these are all illusions after all! No matter how gorgeous they are, they are just leaves in the cold wind and will inevitably wither and wither."

"Blood is flowing from my chest to my feet!"

"ual!"

"The upside-down starlight guides the direction for our ancestors!"

"-!"

"Born from the *** of blood, flesh and spirit..."

"-flesh!"