Hunting High School

In the real world, if you hate everything in front of you, just close your eyes and listen to the sound of wind and rain silently.

But in the fantasy world, this method does not work.

Because the wind in the fantasy world is not the air flow when cold and hot are intertwined, and the rain is not water droplets formed by the condensation of water vapor.

What is wrapped in the raindrops in the fantasy world is a picture of a certain corner and a certain moment in the real world; what is entwined in the wind in the dream world is the broken emotions that people in the real world once had, as well as those that are about to fade away. memory.

So the rain here is colder than outside, and the wind is more suffocating.

Once, Nikita only read about the wind and rain in this world in books, and imagined how pleasant it would be to swim in such wind and rain with the wizard with a pair of green eyes.

To this day, she walks in such wind and rain, but she has long lost the fantasy in her heart, and the green eyes are gone, only a monotonous face like white porcelain, carefully following her footsteps .

This is the Enchanted Forest.

A forest deep in the Dreamland.

In this magical and mysterious forest, there are countless low but thick oaks twisted and twisted, forming passages constructed of branches, bushes and mushrooms.

These passages extend in all directions, not only connecting various areas of the dreamland, but also breaking through the shackles of time and space, connecting certain corners of the real world.

Nikita came here to add some powerful combat power to his own Demonic Beasts army. Certain Silent Forests don't have reinforcements that can scare the old school folks by surprise.

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Such as ghouls, gug titans, night-gaunts, cold spiders, giant worms, etc.

"Those ghosts look pretty powerful, why don't you have the sincerity to accept them?" Faceless asked in a slender, flattering voice—Nikita didn't allow it to draw her mouth, nor did It uses her voice. So Faceless finally drew a small mouth that impressed him deeply in his memory.

The banshee, with her hands behind her back, her head up, and her eyes closed, walked on the dark humus layer of the Enchanted Forest, feeling the raindrops of the dreamland passing through the treetops and falling on her eyebrows and eyes, feeling the small wind full of emotions .

The wind brought faint screams from behind the trees not far away, but this did not affect her sense of nature in the slightest.

On her wrist, there is a chopstick-thick, black snake with three heads wrapped around her wrist—this is a gift from the captain of the Misty, a three-headed black snake that has lived in the Silent Forest for a long time.

The two heads of the black flood dragon were put together, and fell asleep soundly in the sound of wind and rain in the dreamland, while the head that was awake opened its mouth full of fangs, and looked at the end behind the banshee maliciously. Faceless goblin.

Long after the faceless question had dissipated in the sound of the wind and rain, Nikita seemed to have just heard its question.

"Too weak, so useless."

She still raised her head, closed her eyes, and replied in a very soft voice: "Only in this world can they show a certain degree of strength... Even compared with the most depraved monsters, they are too ugly and outrageous." It's filthy. You don't need magic, just drag them into the sun and they will turn into a puff of smoke. Such miscellaneous soldiers are useless to us."

"Sounds like those low blood slaves."

"Blood slaves are a variety of vampires transformed from certain characteristics of ghosts."

After a question and an answer, Lin Zhong fell into silence again.

Not far away, the screams from behind the trees continued, mixed with the noise of falling trees.

Nikita liked the wind and rain of this world very much, they watered her long-dried heart, and reminded her of many distant but beautiful memories before her fall. So, she greedily remained silent.

Faced with these wind and rain, it feels that there are many buzzing noises mixed with the wind and rain here, just like mosquitoes in the outside world. The only reason it is silent is because it doesn't know what to say.

After all, it has no face, and its mouth is borrowed from others.

Its newly borrowed mouth doesn't like talking very much.

...

When several young wizards of the Forgiveness Hunting Team passed through the passage of the magic mirror and entered the dreamland, several lightning flashed across the sky above the Enchanted Forest, and rumbling thunder woke up the entire forest. Suppressed the faint screams in the woods.

Nikita finally opened his eyes.

Faceless looked at her in panic, then looked around.

"Is this the world's rejection of us?" It rarely saw such a scene, so there was great anxiety in its voice: "Because our treatment of aborigines is too drastic?"

Nikita looked over the gaps between the leaves, looking at the silvery white lightning in midair.

"No," she frowned slightly, with a smile on her lips, but her voice was very cold: "Neither we nor the aborigines are too weak, so weak that the world will not notice the life and death of ants like us. "

"Those lightning..."

"That's a warning." The banshee replied: "It is said that dreams are born from the heart, and Karma is born from the heart. Everything we encounter in the dreamland is inextricably linked with the Karma involved in us. This is not what the world treats us. Repulsion, but He reminds us."

"remind?"

"Remind us that we will meet some interesting traveling companions during our trip to the Dreamland."

There is no difference between day and night in the Enchanted Forest. The dense branches and leaves of the oak trees are intertwined, almost covering the entire sky. Colorful clouds and mists flowed in the air, bringing beams of dim light under the canopy; all kinds of rare mushrooms sprinkled patches of phosphorescence, lighting up the darker oak feet.

The screams not far away finally subsided a little.

The banshee led her companions and walked forward, bypassing a tall oak tree, and came to a clearing in the forest.

In the middle of the open space, a huge monster with a height of twenty feet was sitting slumped in it. Its body is covered with black hair, and its arms are divided into two in the front part, like some kind of upgraded multi-armed family; its vertically growing mouth is full of yellowed teeth, and the eyes on both sides of the skull are shining charmingly. pink rays.

This is an ancient leather titan.

At this moment, its two forearms were twisted to the sides in a very unnatural way, and it was obvious that more than a bone was broken. In its mouth, only a few roots of those yellow teeth remained, trembling on the mucus-covered gums.

Its pink eyes were full of humiliation and flattery.

Guge titans have no language, they generally communicate through facial expressions and body movements. Because of the broken forearm, it couldn't use its body movements, so it could only twist the muscles on its face, trying to express its grateful surrender to the two witches in front of it.

It's just ugly, making its distorted expression look extraordinarily hideous.