Hunting College

This is a world shrouded in darkness.

The dark earth, the dark night sky, the dark world.

A pair of scarlet eyes quietly opened in the darkness, and they looked left and right.

The night concealed its body, but it could not conceal its scrawny breath. Like a wild dog. It stretched out its thin forelegs, bent down, and crawled forward slowly like a real wild dog, without making any movement.

This is the basic skill for surviving in this dark world.

Because no one knows how many dangers are hidden in the darkness, and how many lives are buried after the danger.

Scarlet eyes flickered in the darkness, and the figure of the'wild dog' became slower and slower. Finally, in a corner of memory, it touched a dry leg bone.

Scarlet brightened for a moment.

Immediately disappeared.

There was a slight creak in the silence.

The dry bones were ground into powder by the teeth and swallowed into the stomach with saliva. The taste is a bit weak, and it is really not nutritious. But in the black prison, to find something to eat, struggling to live is the greatest luck, it cannot expect more.

Thinking of the word extravagant hope, the ‘creak’ in the night stopped for a moment.

I don't know if I think of the scenery under the blue sky and white clouds, or the tenderness of fresh flesh and blood. Originally staying in this world for a long time, this kind of word no longer brings much fluctuation to its mood. But in recent days, for some reason, it thinks more and more of those words and the meaning behind those words.

Such as extravagant hope, such as hope, such as despair.

Just as the ‘creak’ paused for a moment, a dull rumbling sound suddenly came from the dark night sky above. Like a thunderstorm in a distant place.

Scarlet eyes lifted up and looked towards the sky.

The night above is not a brilliant starry sky, but black clouds after another. It is said that behind those clouds, there is a horrible magic circle that can easily strangle a big monster. When it was thrown into this world, it was just a little-famous true monster, equivalent to those registered wizards in the Witch League, and had no chance to feel the horror of those magic circles.

It can only feel the depression under those clouds.

The thick clouds cover everything.

In normal days, those clouds will not fluctuate at all for months, years, or even decades. Even if a newcomer is thrown in from the outside by the wizards, there will be no ripples in the black clouds.

But the most recent period of time—maybe a few days, maybe a few months, or even longer, because for the residents living in this black world, time has no meaning—in short, the most recent period of time, There is more and more movement among the clouds.

Sometimes there will be continuous flashes behind the clouds.

Sometimes there will be endless rumbling noises behind the clouds.

Sometimes, the clouds will even break through a hole, dropping some wizards in black robes.

It had seen such a scene once from a distance. The black-robed wizards were like birdmen with open wings, slowly falling along the sky. Although it was far, far away, it could vaguely smell the coveted breath from the wizards through the dull wind in the dark.

Many unreasonable demons, like moths leaping toward the lights, leaped toward the sky. Then it turned into a pile of fly ash. Although it is weak and small, it still has enough sense. It does not seek its own death like those of the same kind, but like other old demons who have spent countless years in the dark prison, looking at the sky with cold eyes.

One end of the sky light is connected to the world outside the darkness, and the other end is connected to the strongholds in the dark world. Those belonged to wizards and were used to supervise the strongholds of prisoners in this dark prison. It once doubted whether the wizards were going to completely destroy the prisoners in this world, or why would they send so many wizards into the black prison.

until today.

A strange movement came from behind the clouds again.

After the rumbling sound, the clouds were not completely quiet. A vortex suddenly appeared between the clouds. The whirlpool was extremely small at first, like an unripe green bean, but quickly, the whirlpool turned faster and faster, turning bigger and bigger, and in a moment, the green bean became a bottomless black hole.

Unlike the past, the other end of the cave today is not a dazzling sky, but a dazzling starlight.

boom!

A huge figure broke through the starlight, drilled out of the vortex, and fell heavily into this dark world.

That is a big Peng.

It spreads its wings as if it can cover the entire sky. But the world was originally very dark and dark, and even if it covered the entire sky, it would not cause more changes in this world.

But its appearance attracted many coveted eyes.

"Come down."

A generous spirit led the Dapeng Bird and fell from the sky.

At the same time, a huge palm protruded from the ground, spread out five fingers, and raised it flat, like a temporary apron.

Dapeng accurately fell into that palm.

Then the palm of his hand was grasped and closed, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared into the boundless darkness again. There were a few sorrowful long howls in the distance, accompanied by a little scarlet, which gave the night a smug color~www.readwn.com~The wild dog chewed the dry bone meal in his mouth, and his heart surged. Feeling bored, I kept replaying the brilliance just after the whirlpool in my mind.

The bone meal that can slightly suppress the hunger and fire on weekdays, today I don’t know why, the more I chew, the less it tastes.

Scarlet eyes flickered in the darkness.

In the end, it took the bone and came between a gully.

Unlike other places in the dark world, this gully is surrounded by a long-lasting breath of sulfur. The ‘wild dog’ bit the bone, chose a shallow gully, spread his fingers, and began to dig the black boulder.

The gully gradually deepens and widens under its excavation.

I don't know when in the deep darkness, a dark red appeared. The dark red flowed slowly between the thin fingers, converging, and quickly formed a small depression of orange red.

This is magma underground.

It is also one of the few in this world, which belongs to the colors and flavors of the prisoners.

The orange-red light shone on the face of ‘wild dog’, revealing a pale, skin-covered face that looked like a skeleton. It greedily stared at the Wang Lava, thinking of the spicy hot pot that had been eaten a long time ago, and the bottom of the pot was the same color.

Then it put the bitten bones into the "hot pot bottom material" and rinsed it.

There was an oily burnt breath from the bones, so fascinating.

It took a deep breath, trying to lock that breath firmly in its chest, and want to dispel the bright starry sky in its mind and the huge bird that can fly freely.

In the distance, from time to time there was another flame.

The hot magma rolled in the ravines, bringing a little light to the world, but like a firefly in the night, such a little light could not bring hope, but made the world even more desperate.