Hunting College

Remember in one second【】

"Raise your head, raise your head!"

"Open your eyes and raise your head!"

"The stars didn't fall last night, the night will be red today!"

"Cut through the sky!"

"Today's night will be red..."

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"...The red sun is rising, and its way is great...Even through the ages, there are eight deserts...The sea and mountains are blue, the world is boundless...

…

Two long and clear spells resounded over the black prison battlefield. Accompanied by the sound of the spell, two rounds of the sun, in no particular order, tore through the heavy night, slowly rising in this deadly world.

A round of golden.

A round of scarlet.

The golden and red intertwined sunlight gushes out from the end of the horizon, flowing like a tide over every hill, every dead wood, every grain of gravel, smearing the whole world with their colors.

In front of the Hell Castle.

Nine huge figures, facing the two rounds of the sun, facing in all directions, were sitting upright in the open space outside the castle, silently facing the swarming demon coalition.

The sunlight was blocked by their tall bodies, casting long, thick shadows backwards.

The nine shadows did not interfere with each other, but in the end they all extended all the way and fell into the depths of the inner fort, superimposed under the black yellow wood, combined with the dense shade of the black yellow wood, covering this ancient spirit wood with a light black yarn. .

The old tree swayed its branches and greeted a tall figure under the tree. When the leaves collided, there was a fine rustle.

"Relax, you are absolutely safe here!"

"The circle that protects you in the innermost part of the inner castle, there is the main castle outside the inner castle, and the outer castle outside the main castle; the inner castle is guarded by two legendary wizards, the main castle has four deans of the school, and the outer castle also Nine great wizards...you are absolutely safe here!"

"I dare to pack a ticket, even if an ant can't climb your roots without permission!"

The witch under the tree no longer remembers how many times this was the first time to comfort this old tree, and couldn't help but slander that "the older the rivers and lakes, the smaller the courage" is really a well-known saying.

In the entire Black Prison Castle, which of the young wizards who fought against was not full of enthusiasm and fighting spirit. However, this black and yellow ancient wood, which was guarded by wizards and covered with many layers of defensive formations, was courageous, as if a just now The little white rabbit coming out of the nest repeatedly noisy, so that the wizards should pay close attention and don't let a demon approach.

Of course, in Xuanhuangmu's view, it is not timid.

The tree has no guts.

At best, it just thinks it's more cautious.

It has ‘eaten’ too many demons in the black prison in its entire life, and with the decayed aura that it just shed yesterday, it can think of what terrible things the demons will do when they come under the tree.

Picking flowers for fruit, or cutting two branches to make statues are all trivial. The old tree has no doubt. If a monster rushes under the tree, he will definitely throw a few fires and burn himself half to death without hesitation.

It's still young, only a few thousand years old, and it's not guilty to put yourself in danger for a few fruits.

So at the beginning, Xuanhuangmu suggested to the wizards several times that the wizards and demons would hold a meeting of peace and development hand in hand. Everyone would share the fruit. Hello, me, and old trees are good.

It is a pity that the wizards decisively rejected Xuanhuangmu's proposal. Radical wizards hope to warn the increasingly rampant demons activities in recent years through a war; young wizards also hope to accumulate enough resources in this war to be on the road to wizards. go further.

This stubborn attitude made the old tree angry.

It seems to have seen the same kind of people called ‘elm bumps’ a long time ago. Because they didn't know how to be flexible, those guys turned into rotten wood a long time ago, and only it has lived steadily until now.

'My father loves humans, but he hates individual people1'—this sentence is a perfect expression to describe the mentality of the old tree—he likes wizards because they can always find delicious'food' for him , Clean up the silverfish on the tree; but it must admit that it also hates those wizards who stand under the tree in the name of “consultation” and do “notify” things. Without its permission, they regard it as Bait, placed in the center of the battlefield.

The problem is that wizards are not an abstract concept—similar to councils, alliances, races—a wizard means every wizard, every witch, every magician, and even every murloc.

As a tree, its thinking is linear, there is no way to hate individuals and like groups.

This ambivalence gives it an urge to split every branch, knead every leaf into a ball, and smash every fruit.

"rest assured!"

"I have already greeted the guards."

"If the war is unfavorable—this possibility is almost non-existent—retreat ten thousand steps. Assuming that the demons really broke the inner castle defense circle, then when the inner castle wall collapses, we allow you to throw out those fruits, whatever. You can throw it wherever you want, as long as you feel safe."

Speaking of this, the witch said, "How about it? Don't worry! You are a veteran of the black prison, and a veteran of the school. No matter what, we will take care of your feelings."

If I take care of my feelings, I shouldn't be allowed to participate in such a dangerous war. Xuanhuangmu dangled the branches, thinking angrily, letting the leaves collide, making a rattling noise.

But it also knew that the witch's proposal was the biggest concession that wizards could make. It has always been flexible when it comes to the bottom line selection, otherwise it will not grow to this age.

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Wood chose to accept this offer.

So it dropped a branch and reached out to the witch.

A leaf on the branch spreads out like a palm of a person's hand, with vertical and horizontal veins, as the lines in the palm are clearly visible. The witch sighed lightly, stretched out her hand, held the leaf, and shook it.

Agreement reached.

The branches swished back, and two thinner branches came close to them, waving the thick branches and leaves, like two dusters, rubbing the leaf that had been touched by the witch until the skin of the leaf was wiped off. Just stopped.

The witch twitched her eyes, lowered her eyelids, trying to warn herself from the bottom of her heart-it was just a tree, it was just a tree, it was just a tree.

You can't breathe with a tree.

call!

A cyan flame ignited from the soles of the feet, UU reading www. uukanshu.com swallowed the witch's figure in a moment, and the fire dissipated. The witch has disappeared, leaving only a small scorched breath and all the branches leaning back together, avoiding the black yellow wood like a snake.

Sure enough, what the husband said is right, only women and villains are difficult to raise in the world!

Xuanhuangmu slowly retracted the branches until the burnt breath completely dissipated, thinking with outrage, considering whether to complain to the school about her recklessness.

Rumble!

Outside the ancient castle, the anger of thunder and the roar of the giant beast came from far away, and Gu Mu trembled all over, and a few fruits hidden among the dense leaves suddenly appeared, almost throwing out.

After regaining consciousness, it realized that the war zone was still outside the barbican.

It's endless, it's endless, this day can't be passed. Gu Mu thought with a sigh, and put the fruits back into the canopy. For a while, the thought of complaining to the school just disappeared.

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