Hunting High School

"This world has been sleeping for too long."

A short and thin skeleton clicked its fragile jaw, walking slowly in the empty and barren darkness. Its skull is black, with a burnt smell after being roasted by charcoal fire; arm-thick iron chains are wrapped around the thin ribs, turning over the shoulder blades, falling backwards, and extending all the way until disappearing in the In the endless darkness.

It seemed to be wearing an old cloak woven with iron chains.

Crack, clack, clack.

The sound of the iron chain rubbing against the gravel was extremely ear-piercing, and could be heard far, far away in this closed world, but even so, its hoarse and deep voice still echoed in the wilderness:

"... This world has really been asleep for too long, too long... Oh, the ubiquitous breath of despair and resentment... It's really intoxicating."

Click, click, click.

The chains tugged, rubbing against the gravel in strings of tiny sparks, like decorations on a cloak. Flickering and fading, the tall, ferocious, but submissive figures around the thin and small skeletons were reflected.

click.

The sound of footsteps stopped, and the sparks were no longer lighting up. The thin and thin skeleton slowly turned its skull, and two spots of extremely dull scarlet lighted up in the black hole.

"Impolite guy." It looked at a skeleton on its right hand side.

It was the remains of a dark elf, with a slender, pitch-black skeleton, and a head of long silver hair hanging from its head—skeletons with hair are very rare, so the thin skeletons have always cherished this collection very much.

But at this moment, it looked at the dark elf's eyes, as if the collection had been stolen, and his tone seemed a little annoyed: "...Is there something wrong?"

The dark elf took a few steps forward, and with each step, a thick and cold hoarfrost was left under her feet; with each step, her figure shrank a bit.

After a few steps, a sheet of frost had been left behind her, and her figure had shrunk to three points shorter than that skinny skeleton.

Then she turned her head, looked up at the skinny skeleton, and opened her slender arms, as if embracing the world and praying to it.

"I have seen the great His Highness Sujiade." Her tone was very respectful.

"Is there something wrong?" The thin skeleton tugged impatiently at the iron chain on his ribs, sparking a few sparks behind him. The sparks reflected on the dark elf's face, making her skeleton a bit gray.

In her eye sockets, the scarlet was jumping in horror, like a shivering flame under the strong wind.

"It's been a long time since I felt the breath of the dark elf." The dark elf folded his arms and hugged himself, the hanging hair covered his skull and his cracking chin: "It's such a nostalgic breath... ...although she is not my child."

There was silence all around.

In the darkness, there was no light, only the two dark spots of scarlet in the eye sockets of the skinny skull flickered. It looked at the dark elf in silence for a long time before clicking its chin and repeating the previous question:

"What's up?"

"The number of my warriors is too small, and your collection is so rich." The dark elf raised his head, and the scarlet in his eyes seemed to be completely extinguished in a second: "The defenses of those wizards' outer castles are too strong Yes, and they have repeatedly 'cleaned up' a while ago, digging away many of my beautiful seeds... Now they have sent a bunch of great wizards... With my current strength alone, it is difficult to break through the thick layer Turtle shell."

"I don't understand." The thin skeleton interrupted the elf's chattering complaints and said dryly.

The dark elf was silent for a moment, crossed his fingers, hugged his chest, looked up at the thin skeleton, and said in a pitiful tone, "Lend me a thousand soldiers... After all, we are allies."

If it is a truly charming dark elf, this gesture may make people sway and fall into obsession. But the dark elf in front of him was just a skeleton.

Not only was there no coquettishness at all in her actions, but she revealed a strange sense of eccentricity. Fortunately, the skinny skeleton on the opposite side was not a living thing—it was like Dong Shi winking at the blind man. Although it was horrific, the lethality was not as great as imagined.

"ally."

Su Jiade's black mandible cracked and trembled twice, as if he was laughing: "What an interesting word... If the long life in prison has any meaning to me, it is that I can't trust anyone, don't expect to be in the There is no ally in eternal darkness."

"The gods of the old days, the gods of another world, demons, ghosts, even though we were imprisoned in the same withered world by the same enemy, and now we all plan to do something to them... But this does not mean that we are allies .”

"If you want my warrior, then come and get it yourself!"

"You are a god...don't be like a real spider, only dare to hide in the caves and rock crevices, peeping at the coming storm! Don't let your dirty spider silk fall on my On the children!"

When he said the last few words, Su Jiade raised his right hand and slowly clenched five dry and slender fingers, like a dark flower closing its petals.

Its knuckles clicked.

As for the shorter dark elf in front of him, the bones on his body shattered under the movement of his fist, and turned into a pile of fine ashes in a blink of an eye, only two fragile scarlet spots jumped out of his skull and disappeared. In Sujiad's eye socket.

In the air, the chuckle of a female voice slowly faded away.

The thin skeleton raised his head, heaved a sigh of relief, waved his hands, and continued to walk forward.

Click, click, click.

Strings of golden sparks splashed into the air again, illuminating the surroundings moment after moment. Behind the thin skeleton, in the darkness, there are countless shadowy figures, staggering, following its pace, walking slowly.

There is a titan who is as tall as a mountain and covered with pale white hair; there is a slender body with blue-faced fangs and malicious eyes; there is a mandrill that is short in stature and makes silent grimaces, jumping back and forth between the titan and the ghost ; and the death knight riding a tall horse and covered with thick black armor.

Of course, the most numerous in the team are those undead with broken bodies and even many skeletons that are incomplete. They walked silently amidst the strings of golden sparks, their legs were broken, and a rib was dismantled to make a prosthesis and continued to keep up with the team.

Crack, clack, clack!

Golden sparks shot up, and Su Jiade, who was walking at the front of the team, suddenly stopped, raised his hand, and looked into the distance.

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In the distant darkness, at the end of the field of vision, a bunch of fine light spots suddenly bloomed in the darkness, turning into a brilliant flower of light, illuminating a small piece of night.

"The world...is about to wake up."

The thin skeleton murmured, its eyes filled with scarlet.

Behind it, countless undead raised their heads at the same time, and countless scarlet lights lit up, converging into a river of scarlet.