Hunting High School

The wandering wizard was not the last to arrive.

After him, Dr. Terry Duzem also rushed to the scene, but he was not restricted by the narrow arch like the wandering wizard. Instead, as the Doctor passed, the arch had been thoughtfully enlarged a few times to accommodate his much larger size than the rats.

The little angels on the arch also got out of the vines and leaves one after another, waving and screaming at Dr. Duzem.

"This is discrimination!" The vagabond wizard was a little annoyed, and shouted at the two mice: "I am also your partner!"

"You are just one of the partners' agents." Fei Rui reminded of the nuances: "...you are not yet the speaker of the Dark Council."

This sentence successfully choked back the wandering wizard's other rebuttal efforts.

Dr. Duzem also noticed the uninvited guests at the scene, but he didn't care. He just glanced curiously at the wine bottle and glass in the hands of the wandering wizard.

"Why are you bringing wine?" He greeted politely.

The wandering wizard smiled reservedly: "I heard that your experiment was successful... this is a celebration wine. Well, it seems that I missed a wine glass, but it doesn't matter, I can drink from the bottle."

The doctor shook his head: "It's too early for you to celebrate."

Next to him, the Rat Immortal who had been observing the "Ju Ling San" finally patted the Chen Xiang chariot under him, turned around and looked at Dr. Du Zemu: "If you come here suddenly, it won't cause you any trouble."

"Don't worry, I arranged the prosthetic body to do the experiment in the study, and with Constantine's help... the school won't find any abnormalities." The doctor explained briefly, turning his head to look at the titan skeleton leaning against the mountain opposite, with a serious expression on his face. A trace of confusion: "The question is, why did it move suddenly?"

"Doesn't this mean that your work is successful?" The wandering wizard finally noticed something unusual in the atmosphere and raised his eyebrows.

"No, it's not yet time." While speaking, Dr. Duzem took out a palm-sized blood-red stone from his pocket, showed it to everyone, and put it away immediately: "I will return this Philosopher's Stone." It’s not installed... how can it move without a power source?”

The wandering wizard was dumbfounded.

This is indeed very unusual.

"Could it be a false alarm?" The wandering wizard looked around, trying to find a more reasonable explanation: "I mean, the wizard monitoring Ju Lingsan was dazzled for a moment, and mistaken the mountain mirage for finger movements..."

There are earth dragons in the mountains, which like to eat dew and spit mirage. The mirage condenses into a splendid scene of various colors, and mortals think it is true when they see it, and spread rumors, saying that there are many immortal mansions in the mountains. Many times, wizards will also see wrongly. This has nothing to do with eyesight, but a lack of state of mind.

"If it is in other places, this guess is very likely." The mouse fairy glanced at the wine bottle in the hand of the wandering wizard, swallowed: "...but not here. The wreckage of the Titan is enveloped, don't Speaking of earth dragons, even heavenly dragons don’t want to stay in this kind of place, not to mention letting them breathe comfortably.”

Dragons and titans have been enemies since ancient times, just like vampires and werewolves.

Just like vampires hate the smell of werewolves, dragons can hardly tolerate the smell of titans.

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At the same time, Fei Rui jumped up from the ground and punched the wandering wizard's knee.

"That 'dizzy' wizard in your mouth is me, my lord!" It screamed sharply, looking extremely annoyed: "You are much younger than me! Not to the point of being old and blind! Or do you think I Can't tell the difference between mirage and reality?!"

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just offering a possibility." The wandering wizard apologized without sincerity, while putting away the wine bottle and glass in his arms.

In this case, if there is any "celebration" to be mentioned, it would be a bit too unpleasant.

"Is it possible to transform into a dead body? Or undead magic?" The Mouse Immortal looked at Terry Duzem and whispered another guess. There are not many magics that can make dead bones move, and corpse change is the simplest and most direct one.

Dr. Duzem frowned, staring closely at the titan skeleton, and didn't answer right away.

Granted, he used a bit of Death-related spells when transforming the titan. Those spells are more for the purpose of protecting the bones and restraining the inspiration. It will never cause a corpse change.

But if it is really related to undead magic, then the situation is a bit bad.

Transforming a titan's corpse into a "god", the titans may be annoyed and spit at him a few times. But to desecrate the corpses of the titans with undead magic? That was something only fallen wizards would do, and Dan Hag was the first to let him go.

There is a very subtle red line in this.

Terry Duzem had to make sure everything he did was within the bounds of safety. He is not a member of the Dark Council, nor does he intend to become a fallen wizard.

"Crack..."

A faint but unusually clear voice came from the opposite mountain top, and the four wizards stopped talking at the same time, focusing on the left hand of the Titan clinging to the huge rock on the top of the mountain.

Its fingers moved again.

As Fei Rui said before, the knuckles on the ring finger and little finger of the left hand tightened slightly - it looked like some kind of conditioned reflex - but the movement was too small, if it wasn't for the huge difference in size, it might No one will notice this.

The cold wind blows over the mountainside, bringing a chill.

Fei Rui couldn't help shivering, and stroked the soft short hair on his belly.

"It's not a corpse change." Dr. Du Zemu immediately judged, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief: "...It has nothing to do with undead magic."

"It's really not a mirage!" Fei Rui also emphasized again.

The Mouse Immortal didn't make a sound, and the wrinkles on his face got deeper and deeper, making it impossible to see what it was thinking.

The wandering wizard also showed a cautious expression.

for a long time.

The Rat Immortal turned his head and glanced left and right, and finally his eyes fell on the wandering wizard: "Did you see it?"

"I didn't see it, but I felt it a little bit." The wandering wizard tugged at the brim of his peaked hat, and pointed his finger slightly upwards: "...the breath there."

Fei Rui looked up in the direction of the wandering wizard's finger.

Overhead is a gray, thick cloud layer, and the afterglow of the setting sun still remains on the edge of the cloud layer, giving it a beautiful golden edge.

"What?" It blinked its small eyes, with a trace of confusion in its eyes.

The Rat Immortal raised his paw vigorously, reached into the pocket of his robe, groped for a moment, and took out a ampule. There was some pale yellow liquid in the bottle, and some oval-shaped bubbles were gurgling. The bubbles are dotted with a little blackness, like eyeballs with constricted pupils.

Those bubbles gathered on the glass wall of the ampoule, like eyeballs stacked together, making people feel bored and nauseous when they look at it.

"The potion left by Wilbur Whateley uses the blood of their family." The mouse fairy poured out a drop and wiped it on Own's eyelid: "It can give you a short-term 'eye of truth'... the legend also Not more than we saw."