Monster Hunting High School

"Want to strike first?"

Luke came to Joan's side, asked in a low voice, and glanced at the clover hunting team in the distance.

"To control people?" Qiong raised her eyebrows, as if she was surprised: "We are here to hunt monsters... why should we control people?"

"But..." Luke was immediately confused by his captain's rhetorical question.

Before he could organize his words again, Qiong waved the long knife, pointed it at the tallest baobab tree in the center of the grassland, and said firmly: "Our target is the monster!"

Luke was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath, frowned, and nodded vigorously: "Okay."

Qiong put away the long knife with a satisfied smile on her face.

Luke turned around and waved the other hunters closer.

"Now that we have found the prey, let's proceed as planned..." He said with a straight face, seemingly not noticing the worries on the faces of his companions: "I assisted the captain in confronting the group of monkey demons; Padfoot, you The speed is relatively fast, just skim around the two of us and keep a spell's distance away..."

Arnie Black nodded silently.

Luke's expression softened a little and he continued: "Prongs, it's you who will take the lead today...be careful to slightly expand the range of the barrier...if you need an assistant, you can ask Wormtail to help you."

"No... no problem!" Peter Greenspan was obviously relieved when he heard that he did not need to go to the front line.

Zhan Shichen rubbed his messy hair and curled his lips: "I think it's a good idea to let Wormtail take care of the captain's crotch... It can be seen that she likes it very much."

"Maybe the captain just likes its strong hind thigh meat." Blake chuckled and licked his tongue: "My grandma's elf is the best at making venison... Braised in braised, roasted, steamed, or boiled, Or preserved meat, whether it’s stewed longan and coral soup or grilled Kirin Bazhen, it will leave you with endless aftertaste.”

Peter swallowed loudly.

"If you still have the appetite after the hunting game, then I will eat with you." Luke shrugged, took out a blue quill from his pocket with one hand, opened the Dharma book with the other, and opened it to a blank page. He quickly sketched out a spell.

"Who copied the Flowing Fire Curse?" He asked distractedly while he was busy.

"Me!" Arnie Black agreed immediately.

"Very good... you know 'Zhao Nan'." After Luke finished recording the last bit of the spell, he raised his head, looked around with satisfaction, and softly chanted: "Forests, wilderness, dead deer, white grass... these are the big A gift from nature. I didn't expect to use this spell on the hunting ground."

"Oh!" Zhan Shichen whistled and looked at Peter with a smile: "Wormtail, it seems that your venison dinner is going to be ruined... I remember that eating sacrifices contaminated with magic will be bad luck. ”

"I don't like eating venison in the first place!" Peter retorted loudly and swallowed loudly.

His comical performance caused several of his companions to burst into laughter.

The laughter frightened several birds flying in the thatch, and also attracted the impatient gaze of the Queen of Hearts not far away.

"Are you ready?" she asked loudly.

"Not even close." Luke immediately answered, then glanced at the fat deer beside the witch, and whispered: "We still need a sacrifice."

The witch noticed his gaze, wrinkled her small nose, and glanced down at the elk at her feet.

Because of Clover's 'trainee druid' not long ago, the elk was tightly entangled in the thatch leaves that grew wildly around it. At this moment, it was still trying to break free from the shackles of these slender plants.

As if aware of the witch's gaze, the elk slumped on the ground stuck out its tongue, sprayed white foam, and showed a flattering giggle.

"What a pity." The witch sighed softly, turned her face away, and looked into the distance: "I originally thought it could live with me for a while longer... Born in this small world, living in this hunting ground, that's it. Biggest mistake."

The animals in the small world are not protected by the Wizarding Code.

No matter how spiritual they are.

The animals on the hunting ground will not receive too much special care from the wizard. After all, this is a place that distinguishes between life and death, and there is no room for too much warmth and love.

After a moment of silence, the witch held the knife in one hand and walked slowly towards the tall baobab tree.

The breeze brought her a faint sigh: "...I'll leave the rest to you."

After finishing speaking, the figure of the witch disappeared without a trace in the wind just like her faint sigh.

The hunters of the Queen of Hearts can vaguely judge the current state of their captain based on the undulating thatch and the vibrations in the air.

"Quick! According to the plan!!" Luke roared, putting one hand on the elk's head and waving hard with the other: "Padfoot! Fire Spell!"

Arnie Black raised the Dharma book in his hand high: "In July, the fire flows, and the strong wind blows (bì)!"

Before the sound of the curse fell, a strong wind suddenly rose.

Along with the strong wind, little sparks flashed in the air, and then gathered into fire balls.

The fire ball flickered on and off, slowly turning from blue to orange, and finally became incandescent.

The originally bright sunshine seemed to have lost its color against the backdrop of these fire balls, and became much darker.

Rolling heat waves came from all directions and spread out in all directions.

Luke tore out the spell page he had just copied from his Dharma book, threw it into a fire ball not far away, and shouted loudly: "Lin Youpu Chensu!"

The large and small grass and trees in the wasteland seemed to come to life in an instant, entangled and growing wildly under the influence of the spell. The fireball fell among the grass and trees, making a loud beeping and popping sound.

When the grass and trees exploded, Luke crushed the elk's head and said, "There is a dead deer in the wild!"

The bones and flesh of the elk seemed to have lost moisture in an instant and became dry.

"Imperata pure beam!"

Slender, burnt-white thatch sticks out from the fire, plunges into the void, and disappears in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the monkeys on the bread tree suddenly screamed in panic.

Densely packed incandescent thatch protruded from the void and clung to the big tree. In the blink of an eye, the tall baobab tree turned into a torch, lit up suddenly, and became the most brilliant place in the entire wilderness.

The sharp roar of the Wild Monkey Demon King broke through the layers of fire, irritating everyone's eardrums, but it did not suppress Luke's last spell: "... bark!"

A low bark sounded in everyone's ears.

In mid-air, the incandescent fireballs attracted by the Flowing Fire Curse dispersed in an instant under this low bark, turning into puffs of white ash and scattering in all directions, dyeing the wasteland into gray in the blink of an eye.

The baobab tree that turned into a torch also lost its color under the barking.

The monkey demons seemed to have turned into sculptures, staring blankly at the eclipsed world.

The snow-white sword light suddenly lit up in this gray.

Seven or eight Dao Qiong appeared in the demon group almost at the same time.

Blood spurted out, dyeing the gray world red.