Hunting College Chapter 580

"are you sure?"

In my mind, the green snake clinging to the tree of the forbidden curse finally opened its eyes with a very different childish color, hissed and spat out a message, and lazily warned: "You still don't have the ability to control the power of the forbidden curse. .”

"you can teach me."

"Learning is a long and arduous process, and there are no shortcuts. With your willpower, you may be able to interfere with the babbling brook, but there is absolutely no way to control the raging river. If I let go of the gate, your best result is The embankment was washed away by the roaring flood... That means you still have a chance to come back... If it's worse, you drown in the river, even if the old man wants to get you back, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Little Green Snake used many metaphors in his remarks, which sounded a bit cryptic, but it was not difficult to understand.

boom!

In the distance, a dull-colored fire snake hit the ground heavily, splashing a piece of charred black smoke. That was Professor Simon from Starry Sky Academy. Zheng Qing still clearly remembered the huge and heroic fire dragon that he showed when he first came to the battlefield.

But now, with the continuous loss of magic power, Professor Simon can no longer maintain a complete real body. Even so, he still stood in front of these young wizards together with the other two great wizards.

"There's no time."

Zheng Qing closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and gave the last order to the little green snake in his mind: "If you can't make a move, then leave my sea of ​​consciousness...I need strength now."

While speaking, he had already opened the empty magazine, randomly took out an ordinary rune bullet from the gray cloth bag, stuffed it in, then aimed at the huge shadow covering most of the battlefield, and decisively fired—this rune bullet , He didn't think about being able to blow up a certain blood star in the night, he just wanted to do something.

After shooting, he suddenly remembered that he still had a talisman awarded by Professor Yao. Although the talisman only carried a hint of the aura of a legendary wizard, at this moment, it was much stronger than the talisman drawn by himself.

While searching for the talisman scroll, the young wizard did not forget to look up at the talisman he had just shot.

Unlike the blood rune bomb, this ordinary rune bomb flew much slower.

For a moment, Zheng Qing even doubted whether the slowly climbing talisman could fly to the face of the black wizard. Perhaps Goddess of Luck heard his prayer, and this ordinary talisman really passed through the obstacles of many tentacles and spells, and hit the black wizard's forehead directly.

The forehead that was broken many times by Zheng Qing, but restored to its original state.

Snapped.

Like a small stone dropped on a huge rock.

This ordinary talisman didn't even leave a white mark on the black wizard's forehead, and it turned over and fell from the sky, as if it was misfired.

"I need strength...will?!

Zheng Qing yelled at the little green snake in his mind again, but stopped abruptly before he finished speaking. He was shocked to see that huge face hanging in mid-air, starting from his forehead, spreading spider webs shaped cracks.

If it was the size of an ordinary human head, Zheng Qing would definitely not be able to see it so clearly from such a long distance. But Whateley's head was really too big, like a hill, and those web-shaped cracks were like an avalanche slowly sliding down the mountain, so overwhelming that it was hard to see clearly.

crackling.

Crackling, crackling.

The weak and intermittent cracking sound was very clear on this noisy battlefield. Zheng Qing seemed to be able to see a piece of exquisitely crafted porcelain cracking rapidly in the fire. The night of the battlefield receded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dim daylight fell again, reflecting the black wizard's slowly crumbling face even more pale.

"No...no...what happened...no!

Dozens of Whateley's hands raised in mid-air forcibly stopped the spell he was pinching, and rushed towards its face from all directions, trying to stop the slowly falling fragments and put his face back together, but when When it raised its hand in front of it, it discovered in horror that its hand was also covered with cobweb-like cracks, starting from the fingertips, and it collapsed little by little.

It's hard to describe the flustered look of dozens of red eyeballs, Zheng Qing is not even sure whether this scene is scary or beautiful in the dream.

Almost at the same time.

Those experimental subjects who were fighting with the wizards on the battlefield—from human wolves, to blue devils, to berserkers, and then to strange beasts with wide bat wings—they suddenly froze in place, howling, turning Make piles and piles of white powder.

"You! It's all you! Give it back! Give it back to me!"

The black wizard roared like crazy, raised his head, and yelled hysterically. His voice was full of panic and despair. It was completely gone from the ferocity of a moment ago. Dozens or hundreds of arms protruded from under the black robe like night. , grabbing upwards, as if wanting to grab some life-saving straw.

But there is nothing in the sky.

All hands only caught the air~www.mtlnovel.com~ The thin sunlight fell from the clouds, covering those forked arms, the orange flames were burning from the inside to the outside, Zheng Qing felt as if I saw a scene where a poor-quality blood servant was sentenced to classical capital punishment.

"Is this Professor Yao's talisman?"

An old man picked up a talisman that Zheng Qing accidentally dropped on the ground, patted the dust on it, then stuffed it into the hands of the young wizard, and praised: "Young man, you did a good job!"

"Very good." Another big hand pressed on his shoulder and patted it lightly.

"Good." The third voice was also near Chi Chi.

Zheng Qing turned his head in a daze, looked at the three great wizards smiling and nodding at him, and then disappeared in front of him without realizing what happened just now.

call.

He let out a breath of white air slowly.

"this is not me,"

In my mind, the little green snake coiled around the tree of the forbidden curse opened its eyes wide, showing a bit of innocence and surprise: "Really, it has nothing to do with me... I haven't decided whether I want to make it easier for you."

Zheng Qing lowered his head blankly, looked at the talisman gun and talisman paper in his hand, and after a long while, he replied in a dull voice:

"It's not me either."

When he said it the first time, he was quite sure.

But raising his head, looking around, looking at the cheering figures all around, and the huge wreckage still emitting a trace of green smoke in the distance, he suddenly became a little uncertain: "This...it must not be me...it has nothing to do with me...it is Bar?"

"you did it!"

A rumbling sound interrupted the young wizard's soliloquy. The blue giant stretched out his big hands and grabbed his waist, lifting him up high, ignoring the criss-cross wounds on his body, like a happy rhinoceros on the scorched body. Jumping around on the ground, yelling: "You did it! You did it! You did it!"

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