Hunting College

　　 "This world has fallen asleep for too long."

　　 A small, thin skeleton clicked its fragile chin and walked slowly in the deserted darkness. Its skull is black, with a scorched smell after being grilled by charcoal fire; between the thin ribs, there are arm-thick iron chains, turning over the shoulder blades, hanging backwards, and then extending all the way until it disappears. In the endless darkness.

　　 seems to be wearing a shabby cloak woven with iron chains.

　　 Click, click, click.

　　 The sound of the iron chain rubbing against the gravel is very harsh, and it spreads far and far in this enclosed world, but even so, its hoarse and low voice still echoes in the wilderness:

　　 "...This world has really fallen asleep for too long, too long... Oh, this ubiquitous breath of despair and resentment... It's really fascinating."

　　 Click, click, click.

　　 The iron chain drags, rubbing a string of small sparks between the gravel, as if the cloak is decorated with decorations. Flashing and disappearing, the tall, hideous, but submissive figures surrounded by the thin skeletons were reflected.

　　 Click it.

　　 The sound of footsteps stopped, and the sparks were not igniting. The skinny skeleton slowly turned his skull, and two extremely dark scarlet lights lit up in the black hole.

　　 "An impolite guy." It looked at a skeleton on his right hand.

　　 It was the remains of a dark elf. The skeleton was slender and pitch-black. There was a long silver hair hanging from the skull. Skeletons with hair are very rare, so thin skeletons have always cherished this collection.

　　 But at this moment, it looked at the dark elf's eyes, as if the collection had been stolen, and the tone seemed a little annoyed: "...Is there something?"

　　 The dark elf took a few steps forward, and every step she took, a thick and cold **** frost was left under her feet; every step she took, her figure shrank by one point.

　　 A few steps later, a piece of frost was left behind her, and her figure shrank to the point where it was three minutes shorter than the thin skeleton.

　　 Then she turned her head, looked up at the thin skeleton, and opened her slender arms, as if embracing the world and praying to it.

　　 "I have seen the great His Royal Highness Sujiade." Her tone was very respectful.

　　 "What's the matter?" The skinny skeleton pulled the iron chain on his ribs impatiently, pulling a few shining sparks behind him. The sparks reflected on the dark elf's face, and her skeleton was a little gray.

　　 In her eyes, the scarlet jumped in horror, like a trembling flame under a violent wind.

"It's been a long time since I felt the breath of the dark elf." The dark elf folded his arms and hugged himself. The dangling hair covered the skull and the cracking chin: "It's a nostalgic breath... …Though she is not my child."

　　 There was silence all around.

　　 In the darkness, there was no light, only the two gloomy scarlet points in the eyes of the thin skeleton. It looked at the dark elf silently, and for a long time, it clicked its chin and repeated the previous question:

"Something wrong?"

"My number of warriors is too small, and your collection is so rich." The dark elf raised his head, the scarlet in his eyes seemed to be completely extinguished in the next second: "Those wizards' barbican defenses are too strong. , And they repeatedly'cleaned up' a while ago, and wiped away many of my beautiful seeds... Now they have sent a bunch of great wizards... It's hard to break the thick layer just with my current strength. Turtle shell."

　　 "I didn't understand." The skinny skeleton said dryly, interrupting the elf's chattering.

　　 The dark elf was silent for a moment, crossed his fingers with his hands on his chest, and looked up at the thin skeleton, with a pitiful tone: "Lend me a thousand warriors... After all, we are allies."

　　 If it were a truly charming dark elf, this posture might make people sway and fall into addiction. But the dark elf in front of him was just a skeleton.

　　 Not only did her behavior not be flattering at all, but it showed a strange and weird feeling. Fortunately, the skinny skeleton on the opposite side was not a living thing either—just like Dong Shi cast a wink at the blind man. Although it was terrible, it was not as lethal as he had imagined.

　　 "Allies."

Su Jiade’s black mandible clicked, trembling twice, and seemed to be laughing: "It’s a funny word... If the long life in the dark has any meaning to me, it’s that I can’t trust anyone, don’t expect it There are any allies in the eternal darkness."

"The old gods, otherworldly gods, demons, and ghosts, although we are locked in the same withered world by the same enemy, now we are planning to do something to them... but this does not mean that we are allies. ."

　　 "If you want my fighter, come and get it yourself!"

"You are a god... Don't be like a real spider, only dare to hide in caves and crevices, and watch this coming storm! Don't let your dirty spider silk fall on mine. On the children!"

　　 When he said the last few words, Su Jiade raised his right hand and slowly clenched five dry and slender fingers, as if a dark flower had closed its petals.

　　 Its knuckles creaked.

And the dark elf that was shorter than it in front of him, the bones of his body shattered under the action of making a fist, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a patch of ashes, and only two fragile scarlet jumped out of the skull and disappeared. In Su Jiade's eyes.

　　 In the air, the female voice's chuckle slowly faded away.

　　 The thin skeleton raised his head, sighed slowly, waved his hand, and continued to walk forward.

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　　 Strings of golden sparks splashed into the air again, illuminating the surroundings for a moment after another. Behind the thin skeleton, in the darkness, Yingyingchuo had countless figures, staggering, following its steps, slowly walking.

There are giants who are as tall as a mountain and are covered with pale white hair; there are ghosts with slender bodies, blue-faced fangs, and malicious eyes; there are short statures, making silent faces, and jumping between giants and ghosts. ; There are also death knights riding tall horses and covered in heavy black armor.

　　 Of course, the most in the team are the undead with broken bodies and even many incomplete skeletons. They walked silently in the string of golden sparks, their legs were broken, and their ribs were removed to make prostheses to keep up with the team.

　　 Click, click!

　　 Golden sparks shot up, and Sujiade, who was walking in the front of the team, suddenly stopped, raised his hand and looked into the distance.

　　 In the distant darkness, at the end of the field of vision, a thin beam of light suddenly bloomed in the darkness, turning into a brilliant flower of light, illuminating a small piece of night.

　　 "The world...is going to wake up."

　　 The skinny skeleton murmured, scarlet in his eyes.

　　 Behind it, countless undead raised their heads at the same time, and countless scarlets lit up and merged into a crimson river.

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