Hunting College

Zheng Qing looked up at the sky.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that someone called his name just above his head.

But as far as the eye can see, apart from the opal-like sun and a few thick clouds, there is no other scenery in the sky. Even the birds in the Silent Forest wisely avoided this magical battlefield.

bang bang bang!

A series of crisp explosions caused the young public fee student to quickly look away.

In the middle of the battlefield.

The illegal laboratory, which had been stripped of its two layers of shell, revealed a pyramid-like delicate inner core. At this moment, one after another, orange flames were spiraling upwards around the 'pyramid'.

"...The enemy actively detonated the magic nodes on the sticky surface, causing reverse interference to our traction formation...Please be vigilant and pay attention to the possibility of the enemy taking the opportunity to abscond..."

A group of blue flames hangs obliquely above the forgiveness hunting team, and a bird's head protrudes from the flames, chirping to report the latest situation on the battlefield - after Mr. 'Baozi''s contact task is completed, the blue bird is left behind At this moment, there are only five young hunters from the Forgiveness Hunting Team in this area.

There are no outsiders, and everyone is very relaxed.

"These crows still have a little sense of fighting in their heads, and they know that they can't let the three-pronged sword strip off their 'clothes' layer by layer, revealing their white buttocks."

Dylan was hanging upside down on a branch, looking at the fireball exploding in the distance, and yawned big, showing two pale fangs: "...But for this situation, the divination team should have There must be a plan."

"no doubt."

Fatty Xin sat in front of the tree, with a picnic cloth printed with a huge cat's head under his body, his fat buttocks were pressed precisely on the cat's head, holding a plate of fruit in his hand, and he was carefully picking out the fruit on the plate with a toothpick Putao, Hanhu analyzed: "Even with my divination level, I can calculate that those crows will jump over the wall in a hurry..."

His voice stopped abruptly here.

Because under the orange fireballs after the explosion, dark holes with a diameter of several feet were exposed—to use an inappropriate analogy, the illegal laboratory at this moment is like an upside-down beehive.

puff! puff! puff!

The muffled sound of breathing was heard intermittently, and from those dark holes, things that looked like melon seeds sprayed out, like a huge mine-mine vehicle, and those 'melon seeds' drew criss-crossing arcs in mid-air The thread crackled and fell back to the ground, the sharp end plunged into the ground, and the thick end slanted out.

In an instant, half of the battlefield was covered.

"I guess those boxes contain the experimental bodies of crows." The fat wizard finally chewed the grapes that had been in his mouth for a long time, guessing with certainty in his tone.

Then he wiped his hands on the check cloth, and quickly started to pack his 'picnic' supplies.

"Don't eat?" Zheng Qing gave him a sideways look and sneered.

"When eating, eat happily, and when fighting, fight vigorously." The fat wizard laughed, flipped through his Dharma book, and said without raising his head: "As the saying goes, ants kill elephants... There are so many experimental subjects, at a glance, there are hundreds of them, and it feels like the four hunting teams are enough to deal with it."

Perhaps it was to comment on his words.

The group of blue flames hanging obliquely above the pardoning hunting team suddenly grew a little bigger, and when the flames stretched out, they outlined the appearance of a blue bird—obviously, this was a more formal gesture than just showing a bird's head. Performance.

"Ahem!"

The cyan bird covered its mouth with its wings, coughed twice, then stood upright, and reported: "The joint headquarters ordered that the Forgiveness Hunting Team, the Baize Hunting Team, and the Iron Cross Hunting Team should strengthen patrols according to their assigned areas, and do a good job. Ready to support at any time!"

The tongue of flame rolled, and the blue bird turned into a peaceful ball of fire again.

Katsa!

Accompanied by the sound of mechanical collisions, the glass hatch on the 'Guazi' opened to both sides, and white mist gushed out from the cabin, and streams of light green viscous liquid dripped down.

"The wind is blowing, and the wind will be violent!"

"The wind is blowing, and the wind is always hazy!"

"The wind blows, and the wind blows!"

Almost instantly, three clear chimeric spells resounded in three directions on the battlefield. The special tactics unit of the assistants and the crisis support team of the Three-pronged Sword cast this wind spell very tacitly. Before the white mist could be formed, it was torn to pieces in the violent wind.

The gust of wind blew into the fringe area where the Exoneration Hunting Squad was located with a strange stench.

Dylan rolled over from the tree with a whimper and sniffed hard.

"These **** crows...they've crossed the line."

There was a gloomy look on his face.

No further explanation is needed, everyone can understand where Mr. Vampire Werewolf's anger comes from at the moment.

After the capsule-like training chambers fell to the ground and opened, monsters with wolf heads and human bodies emerged one after another from inside. They opened their red eyes, let out low roars from their throats, and were covered in black scales. There are sharp white claws on the palms, long black hairs on the neck and waist, and a tail like a steel whip behind it, which makes a heavy whistling sound as it swings from side to side.

The light green viscous nutrient solution slowly slid down from them ~www.readwn.com~ dripped on the ground, corroding small pitch-black pits, and puffs of cyan smoke came out of the pits.

There is no doubt that these experimental subjects used the blood of werewolves.

In other words, they were simply concocted by the crows with some poorly qualified werewolves.

Regardless of the possibility, this situation is an insult to the werewolf clan of the parliament under the moon. The half werewolf blood flowing in Dylan's body cannot ignore this provocation.

To paraphrase Matthew Cullen's favorite phrase, it's about glory under the moon.

Fortunately, Mr. Vampire Werewolf still has a clear mind and knows his identity. He turned his head to look at Zheng Qing, his tone was very serious: "In this case, I have to take action."

The captain of the forgiveness hunting team thought for a few seconds.

"Swordsman, gentlemen come out," he ordered quickly, "You two are free to hunt in our patrol area, and wait for the opportunity to support the friendly team in the field...Others, prepare for the triangle battle!"

"Yes!" Dylan bowed his head slightly.

"Got it!" Rarely, blue **** also talk more than others.

Before Zheng Qing had time to complain, the two Starry Sky Academy teammates turned into two puffs of green smoke and disappeared from his sight in the blink of an eye.

"I'm sure the two of them have endured it for a long time." The fat wizard patted his stomach, and analyzed in a serious manner: "There is also a gentleman, don't look at the usual gentleness... People from the Star Academy have a penny with gentleness relationship? I suspect that at least half of the indignation he's just shown is fake."

"Undoubtedly." Zheng Qing nodded, and whispered softly: "The half that belongs to vampires can't be angry because of the werewolf's embarrassment... Maybe they will raise their glasses to celebrate."