Hunting College

　　 For advanced demons, diet is more of a blood-driven instinct, and they cannot curb their inner desire for flesh and blood. Although the **** life greatly damaged their artistic creativity, almost all demons are avid art lovers. Many great demons are brilliant connoisseurs, and very few demons become outstanding artists.

　　 Nikita’s cooking skills are loved by Sir Ulrich because her meals begin to have an artistic flavor. This is also one of the reasons why she can survive in the realm of the Lich King.

　　 "Don't you want to set off, why do you want to put the sails away?" The banshee asked contentedly at the diners in front of her who were full of praise.

　　 No one made things difficult for her this time.

"Hold up the sails to start! With the sails wide open, that's the rhythm of stopping the boat!" Ryan drank a big sip of the green drink and exclaimed, "Our monster boat, naturally, can't be like those stupid mortals. "

　　Nikita thinks this is more stupid, so she changed the subject very wisely:

　　 "The captain said to go north, do you know where to go?"

　　 "Beihai." Ryan replied simply.

　　 For wizards, the North Sea is a very broad concept, and the entire Arctic Ocean belongs to the scope of the North Sea. But in the words of the demons, there is only one place that can be called Beihai.

　　 That is the territory of the iceberg monster.

　　 "Why go there?" The banshee's beautiful eyebrows were frowned together. If the sea monsters on the Mist were only slightly rough in style, then the group of monsters on the iceberg were completely barbarians.

　　 The liches said privately that the legendary iceberg great monster got into trouble when he advanced, and there was a mental problem. So the demons under his command also became stupid.

　　 "You should be asked about this." Ryan glanced at the banshee.

　　 "The beauty doesn't need to answer any questions of such crude people." Harry's voice was vague, and his mouth was still full of snacks. Monsters are big stomach kings, and Nikita's afternoon tea for a hundred people was stuffed into his stomach by two energetic young men.

　　Nikita noticed that Harry's pink polo shirt had some meat sauce on it.

"Originally, our next step was to go to the Black Triangle, but after you came, the boss changed his mind." Ryan put down the knife and fork in his hand and glanced at Nikita with a sad look: "I reserved the Siren singing one month in advance. The tickets for the meeting are invalid, and you can't taste the sauce-flavored Minotaurs hoof made by the chef of Havana. What did you tell the captain?"

　　 He took a green leather piece from his pocket and shook it vigorously in front of the banshee. Nikita saw a few sirens on their skins lying bored on the reef and twisting themselves. A jade coin that looked like a bright moon hung above their heads. Three or four golden beans were clustered around the jade coin.

　　 "One jade coin and four golden beans." Ryan retakes this leather concert ticket on the table.

　　 "It's so far to the north, how long will it take to get there?" Nikita ignored the blond young man's complaint. She held the glass of green drink, sipped it, and changed a new question.

　　 Harry's mouth was still full of food, he glanced at Ryan.

　　 "What's the name of our ship?" Ryan asked boringly, putting away his tickets.

　　 "The Mist!"

　　 "Look at what's around you?"

　　Nikita looked around for a while, a little surprised. Although the sky can still feel the scorching sun, a hazy mist surrounds it unconsciously from all directions. Moreover, the fog became thicker and thicker, and in just a few minutes, the visibility had reached the level of 35 meters.

　　 "Quiet." The old boatman's angry roar sounded in everyone's ears.

　　 Time is flowing every minute, and there is no trace of the dense fog in front of me. Nikita could only hear the sound of water flowing in her ears, and some disturbing roars from the thick fog.

　　 Gradually, the chill came from all directions. The banshee raised her head, quietly looking at the foggy sky and the foggy sea, wondering where the chill came from.

　　 As the chill gets stronger and stronger, the fog slowly fades, and the afterglow of the setting sun begins to fall on the deck through this heavy curtain.

　　Nikita blinked and shook his head. There was a sudden burst of shock in his scarlet eyes. She raised her head and fixedly looked towards the sky.

　　 Above the head, there is a brilliant galaxy.

　　 The banshee jumped up and ran to the side of the ship.

　　 Not far from the Misty, a white iceberg was slowly sliding past her eyes. On the iceberg, a lazy polar bear slapped its belly, lying on the top of the mountain, looking unscrupulously at the **** ship that suddenly appeared in front of him.

　　 The Misty has crossed thousands of miles of ocean and came to the North Sea.

　　 Flying through the sea for thousands of miles, this sentence suddenly appeared in the female demon's heart.

"You were asking how long it will take to come to the north, right?" Harry slipped to her side with a smirk, raised the pocket watch in his hand, pretending to be solemn: "After careful measurement by this adult, it takes about five minutes and thirty minutes. Seven seconds, um, the error is about five minutes and thirty-six seconds."

　　 "Wrong?" Although Nikita wanted to give him a kick, he was more curious about the mistake.

　　 "It's just to calculate the time for us to enter and exit the fog."

　　 The banshee didn't speak, but used trembling breathing to express her inner excitement.

　　 Lane looked at the performance of the new crew with satisfaction, and comforted: "Don't get excited, this is just a small scene. You will know what a real miracle is after you stay on the boat for a long time."

　　 "No excitement, just too cold!" The banshee was fighting with her teeth.

　　 Harry Pidian Pidian rushed into the cabin, holding a new set of white velvet cloak, and draped it on the banshee.

　　 The banshee glanced at him and said nothing.

　　 "That's my new coat!" Ryan roared, fighting with Harry.

　　 On an iceberg not far away, the big white bear was biting a big fish, standing up, staring with red eyes, watching the show twisted into a ball on the deck curiously.

　　Nikita did not pay attention to the fight between the two, her eyes were attracted by the sea not far away.

　　 Compared with the previous warm waters, the water in the North Sea is darker. The surface of the navy blue sea was shimmering, with large and small ice cubes floating on it. Compared with that iceberg, these ice blocks looked fragile and deserted, with only a few tired seals lying on them to rest their tails.

　　 Not far from the Mist, ripples of the calm sea surface. The seals with their tails lifted their heads alertly, staring at the ripples on the sea, their tails flapping against the ice under them uneasy.

　　 In less than a minute, a huge whirlpool appeared in Nikita's eyes. The center of the deep whirlpool is like the legendary sea eye, unfathomable.

　　 The seals screamed like dumplings, jumped off the ice cubes, and swam far away from the whirlpool.

　　 But it was too late.

　　 A huge grey boat with seaweed and shells hung all over its body, spitting out the sea water, out of the deep sea eyes. The seals caught in the whirlpool looked like chickens hitting the rocks, hitting the seaweed and shells, leaving only patches of dark red scars.

　　Nikita looked at the two young Krakens who stopped fighting nearby.

"Vortex, another big ship comparable to us!" Harry explained to Nikita with a smug look: "It is estimated that the boss is going to meet the old guy from the Vortex this time. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com "

　　 "It's not just him." Ryan's somewhat surprised voice came from behind them.

　　 turned around, following Ryan's somewhat stiff figure, Nikita saw a dim image.

　　 is like a mirage in the population. In this mirage, a large five-masted ship is anchored in a scenic harbor. Nikita could even see the scene of a drunk sailor who was stripped of valuables from his body by a few ground ruffians and threw them on the ground on the pier not far away.

　　 "This mirage is too clear, it looks real!" She couldn't help but admire.

　　 "Because this is true." Harry's voice was not as smooth as before, and it looked a little gloomy.

　　Nikita looked at him stunnedly, but saw Harry looking at the mirage with a serious face.

　　 "This is Poseidon, a huge ship, dominating the East China Sea." Ryan explained quietly beside him.

　　 Nikita was stunned, and then stunned.

　　 "Mist, Maelstrom, Poseidon, plus the stable iceberg." Harry squeezed his finger and stroked: "Something really happened."

　　 "Iceberg?" Nikita turned around dazedly and looked at the iceberg not far away.

　　 That is indeed an iceberg, a real iceberg. The polar bear above seemed to be dissatisfied with the successive intruders and howled in anger.

　　 "I originally thought it was an iceberg. But looking at the legendary Kraken boats popping out one after another around, I couldn't help but think of the legend from the north."

　　 "What the **** did you tell the boss?" Harry looked at Nikita seriously.

　　 The young banshee looked blank.