Hunting College Chapter 33

　　 In the impression of wizards, the Sea Monster King is a lazy monster. It lurks in the deepest part of the sea all year round, dozing quietly, and sometimes sleeps for hundreds of years.

　　 It has become a legend, an epic, rather than a reality for wizards.

　　 The most profound impression of the wizards of the sea monster in reality is the four sea monsters sitting down by the sea monster king.

　　 Mist, whirlpool, iceberg, sea god.

　　 The Sea Monster King drew out his ribs as the keel, and built battleships across the world for his four capable subordinates: The Mist, the Whirlpool, the Iceberg, and the Poseidon.

　　 The four sea monsters dominate one sea area in accordance with east, west, south and north.

　　Even the Wizarding Alliance can do nothing against them.

　　 "Nikita, you come with me to meet some old friends." The captain of the Mist did not know when he got out of his cabin and came to the deck.

　　 The young banshee trembled with excitement.

　　 In the world of demons, there are few living legends. And these captains are undoubtedly the most dazzling part of them. Each of them has fought at least one great wizard, and the destroyed wizard hunting teams are countless.

　　 In the past, she only heard these stories from Sir Ulrich's mouth, but now, she will face these legends!

　　 The banshee tightened tightly on the fine velvet cloak draped around her body. She had a solemn sense of witnessing history.

　　 Under the sun, the four big ships took their sides, silently facing the endless sea.

　　 An iceberg stands in the north.

　　 The East is in a mirage.

　　 The south is shrouded in mist.

　　Only the tattered Whirlpool in the west, covered in seaweed and shells, stopped quietly under the sun.

　　 The captain of the Misty wore his white cloak with a wide hood. He hides most of his face in his hood. Behind the great cloak, the wind lantern logo embroidered with the fog number, shone dazzling green light in the sun.

　　Nikita followed behind him, stepping on the sea cautiously, lest the larger ripples would cause dissatisfaction with the figure in front.

"It's difficult to eliminate the influence of one thing, but turning a big thing into a small thing is traceable." The deep voice of the captain of the Mist seemed very gentle and gentle on the open sea: "Just like you are now Footprints, every step you take on the surface of the sea will ripple with circles. This is your influence."

　　 "Although it is easy to use some abilities to eliminate these ripples, just like where we are, in this open sea, any unauthorized ability is forbidden and may bring unpredictable consequences."

　　Nikita was a little nervous and looked around in confusion.

　　 She felt that the captain meant something, but as far as she could see, she could only see four silent ships.

　　 There is a lone figure on the four boats walking towards the center of the sea.

　　 On the iceberg, the strong white bear shook his head and walked forward slowly.

　　 Walking out of the mirage is a big man with a cocked hat and a thick black beard.

The captain of the 　　 Whirlpool was a bit sloppy, and the shabby leather armor was covered with seaweed and shells.

　　 But no matter what, every captain exudes a breathtaking breath.

　　Nikita felt that he understood what the captain meant.

　　 For demons, there are no moral constraints such as shaman's faith, and only balance and power can constrain their behavior.

　　 Now, on this sea area, four ships and four captains have constructed a fragile balance.

　　 "Want to eliminate the ripples under your feet, but it can't attract other people's attention. You can only step on more ripples and hide the unobvious ripples under your feet."

　　 "The truth is hidden there." The captain of the Mist sighed, and suddenly lifted his hood, revealing his pale face.

　　 He laughed, stepped on the surface of the sea, and rushed to the other three captains.

　　 At the same time, the other three captains stepped on the sea and rushed forward.

　　 A violent impact erupted in front, and the rushing airflow resembled a wild horse that had run off, and slapped Nikita's big cloak hunting.

　　 In the center where several captains gathered, the demon spirit soaring to the sky rose from the ground, tearing the floating clouds overhead to pieces, and even the sky seemed to be broken through. The sea under their feet evaded trampling frantically, hiding an unfathomable eye in the middle of the four big ships.

　　Nikita gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and rushed forward.

　　 However, her speed is too slow.

　　 When she came to the side of the captains, the sea had calmed down again.

　　Only the revolving sea eye, telling several legendary great powers.

　　The white cloak of the captain of the Mist was torn off in half, and the other half seemed to have been burned by the fire, revealing charred wool.

　　 The white bear who came down from the iceberg had two more dark circles on his eyes, and there were burnt marks on his body. It looked like a distant relative of the old panda from China.

The dark beard of the captain who came from the mirage was covered with transparent icy edges, and the triangular leather hat on his head had two corners torn off.

　　 There is only the captain of the Whirlpool, because he is very sloppy, so there is no trace of damage.

　　 The majestic demon spirit circulated endlessly between the captains, and Nikita felt almost asphyxiated. Countless thoughts crazily floated through her mind. For a while, she felt that the captain brought her here as a snack for the four people; for a while, she felt that she would be killed when she saw the damaged images of the captains.

"Is this the little demon you're talking about?" The captain of the Poseidon was a rough-looking man, wearing a fiery red leather armor and a tousled black beard. He saw Nikita and asked roughly. .

　　 "You can see for yourself." The captain of the Mist waved, his voice looked a little tired.

　　 Nikita was horrified to find that he floated up right above the dark sea eye.

　　 Will it be filled with eyes! Her mind was blank.

　　 The white bear was the first to move forward.

　　 It has a pair of cruel eyes. Nikita looked at those small scarlet eyes, and warned herself not to struggle, not to move, and not to look into its eyes.

　　 The big bear walked slowly beside her, wrinkled his nose, sniffed, and then circled her twice, nodded, howled in a low voice, and then backed away.

　　 Then the captain of the Poseidon.

　　 Then the captain of the Whirlpool.

　　 They came to her one after another, as if to prove something.

　　 Nikita confirmed that he would not be reclaimed until he fell back to the safe sea.

　　 The expressions of several captains are very serious.

　　 "You guess how long he has been away." Captain Uzumaki's voice was sharp and harsh, like shells scraped together. He looked at the captain of the Mist.

　　 "At least ten years."

　　 "But in the past few years, they attacked everywhere and arrested a lot of our crew. They made a lot of moves." The Captain of the Poseidon touched his beard.

　　 "It's nothing more than lust."

　　 "Do you know where he went?"

"Maybe you are exploring a new world, maybe you are lost on a certain star road, maybe you have a whim while traveling, and go into a certain cave to close your mind." The captain of the Mist grinned and smiled silently: " It may also be dead. Everyone knows that he is very old~www.mtlnovel.com~ Nikita's mind was in confusion, and she vaguely guessed who these captains were talking about.

　　 She was pale and covered her mouth in horror.

"If your guess is correct, then it is indeed worth our all-out adventure." The Poseidon's captain glanced at the banshee, and looked at Captain Mist again, his voice was dull: "But before that, we need to test. Something."

　　 "For peace of mind, each of us must give it a try." The captain of the Mist pulled up his hood again, his black lips twisted happily: "And, I will be the first to try."

　　On the way back to the ship, the captain of the Mist didn't say a word.

　　Until he came under the side of the Mist, stood on the surface of the sea, and looked at the high side of the ship, he said again: "Don't you want to say something?"

　　 He glanced at the banshee.

　　 "If you need it." Nikita's expression was more humble and obedient than he first saw the captain.

　　 The captain of the Mist nodded in satisfaction.

　　 "You should have guessed something just now."

　　 "Since you guessed it, just rot in your stomach. Those wizards have so many weird spells, I don't want them to know."

　　 The banshee crawls on the surface of the sea, shivering.

"Don't be afraid, you are still useful." The captain pulled her up and looked at her pale face: "You mentioned earlier that you can enter the first university on the flight, which is very good. I will give you one month. It succeeded. You can officially become a crew member of the Mist. It failed."

　　 The captain smiled: "Wizards will like a lich who throws himself into the net."

　　Nikita blinked, the paleness on her face slowly faded, and she reappeared with a charming smile: "As you wish, my lord."

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