Monster Hunting High School

Clearing in the forest.

Under the dark clouds.

The young hunters could retreat to a safe area, but Nikita dared not move.

She could clearly feel that the aura with a hint of destruction was firmly locked on her. It seemed that if she moved a little, the thunder accumulated in the clouds above her head would roar down like a waterfall.

At the same time, she could also clearly feel that although the teacher's eyes fell on her, he was not looking at her, but at a deeper place in her body.

She knew where it was.

So she dared not move even more.

However, not daring to move does not mean not daring to move her mouth.

"——You can feel it, you are a bait."

The banshee glanced at the direction where the young hunters retreated. Her intuition was madly warning her. She was anxious in her heart, but her speech slowed down a bit: "The school has known about my situation for a long time, but they still let you out. It is clear that they have bad intentions... Even the most clumsy fortune teller can detect the weirdness in this."

The robe with only a trace of blush left seemed to be its deep background, constantly swallowing up the light in the air, making this small open space more silent and quiet.

Nikita knew that too much is as bad as too little, so even if he was anxious in his heart, he didn't dare to say anything more.

One second, or maybe ten minutes.

After a short but long wait, Teacher Zhou finally spoke again.

"——So, what's the problem?"

She stared at the banshee's face with empty eyes, as if she wanted to see the deepest part of her soul. Her voice had lost its previous gentleness and sadness, and began to be a little indifferent: "Even if it is a calculation of the school divination group, so what? Even if I am bait, so what? Even if you use me as a hound to hunt you, so what?"

The banshee opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but finally closed her mouth dejectedly.

Yes, it's already like this, so what?

After a short silence, the indifferent voice sounded again in the forest, like a gurgling cold spring water, soaking people with cold all over:

"...You know there is a place in this world, it is very good and beautiful like heaven, but the premise is that you can't really go there, because once you really go there, it will no longer be beautiful, so you can never go to that beautiful place, it is beautiful...I have always believed that when we meet again, you will still restrain yourself, and Zhou Zhou will run to me with a smile. I know that this possibility is very small. But isn't magic about creating miracles? In each of our worlds, we all feel that we are the protagonists of this world...Aren't protagonists good at creating miracles?

So I pray every day, praying for miracles to come.

One day, two days.

One month, two months.

One year, two years.

Until now...you appear in front of me as if nothing happened, your eyes have changed Blood red.

Ha.

Reality tells me that there are no miracles in the world... When I realized this fact, the guilt at that moment made me want to kill myself and destroy everything. What did I do? I sent my child to hell... I hope I can completely disappear from this world. Every minute and every second I stay here is as eternal and long as in the hell of despair. But I look at you and know that I can't just leave like this.

I need a closure.

You need a closure.

Zhou Zhou also needs a closure.

If I just run away alone out of cowardice, what should Zhou Zhou do? What should she do? She has no hope in this cannibalistic world alone.

So, for everyone to be free, let's die together. "

The almost black robe foot was raised high, and the violent magic fluctuations bloomed in the air with visible circles of ripples, and the few big trees closest to them instantly turned into dead wood.

The little banshee Zhu Zhu hugged the big banshee's legs and trembled.

At the critical moment, Nikita screamed: "--You didn't send her to hell! She was already in hell! Have you forgotten that she was infected before she was sent away?"

The rolling black clouds above her head paused for a moment.

The empty eyes turned to the banshee for the first time, and the real gaze was like two cold swords, piercing her heart with fear.

"What did you say?"

"I said, I mean, Zhou Zhou was already infected at that time, and was destined to fall into a demon! This is not your fault!"

The banshee took a breath, gritted her teeth, and said the words that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time: "--You didn't want her to die, so you asked me to take her away? No! You just didn't want to see her die in front of you, so you asked me to take her away! Just like me, the moment she was infected, her future was doomed to be dark! It wasn't me who took her into hell! When we stepped on the threshold of hell, we could never go back! I want to live! She wants to live! You also want us to live... Have you forgotten? When I came to you and wanted to live, what did you say? Why did you want us to live at the beginning, but now you want me to die? Is it because only one of us survived? And the one who survived is not your daughter?"

After a hearty vent.

Nikita suddenly felt a sense of calmness in his heart, and his trembling body slowly calmed down.

She looked at the teacher opposite her who was also somewhat dazed, and the words that the little girl whispered in her ear rang again in her ears-if we can't live together, let's live together.

A trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, and she murmured in a low voice: "-I'm sorry, I just want to live... I don't want that either."

The black clouds stopped rolling.

They just pressed down slowly layer by layer.

The trees around the open space died one after another. In the distance, where the sun could still be seen, bright stars flashed one after another. Nikita could clearly feel the magic fluctuations of the great wizard level from those bright stars.

You really think highly of me.

She laughed at herself in her heart. In order to surround and kill a little demon like herself, so many great wizards were used. Is this considered a glorious death? It has come to this point. She has no worries and slowly closed her eyes.

Huh!

The witch who was in the process of transformation let out a long breath, looked up at the sky with an indifferent look, and sighed softly: "Yes... you just want to live. It was like this before, and it is still like this now. The overly strong desire to survive has made you overcome death and become a slave to desire.

You know the story of the farmer and the snake. The farmer saved the frozen snake. After the snake came back to life, it bit the farmer and said that this was its nature and it couldn't do anything about it. Think about it carefully, everyone has their own position, and they are all the frozen snake..."

Her voice stopped here.

The black clouds that were falling layer by layer also solidified in the air in an instant.

Crack.

She took a step forward, crushed the frozen dry grass on the ground, and left a footprint with a black breath. Just like that, she slowly moved forward step by step until she was in front of Nikita.

The original banshee had disappeared.

A barefoot, smiling little witch appeared in Nikita's position. She wore Nikita's large, blood-red robe, and looked at the black-robed witch who was slowly walking towards her with a hint of fear, a hint of shyness, and a hint of expectation.

ps1, ahhh, it's beyond the scope again! Finally I know how I wrote these millions of words_(:з)∠)_Nikita's fate has changed several times in the past two days. I really can't control her_(:з)∠)_When I started writing her in the extra chapter, I planned to send her away directly in two chapters, and write her to death... Because everyone doesn't seem to like her very much, and I don't want to continue to be scolded, just end it all... But she just won't die ahhh_(:з)∠)_Desperate ing

ps2, the first generation volume, Chapter 225 Two little girls, Zhou Zhou had appeared~