Monster Hunting High School

Blood Rune Bullets are not a panacea.栆

Zheng Qing was mentally prepared for this.

Since Serprano was able to save his life with the help of a pipe and a wooden staff, it is not difficult to accept that a truly top wizard was safe and sound under the spell bombs.

After all, these talismans were all drawn by Zheng Qing himself, but they were tainted with a hint of forbidden spells, and their destructive power to the rules was stronger than other talismans.

If it were Lao Yao or Mr. Wu who drew the talisman, Zheng Qing believed that even if they didn't use the blood talisman with the scent of the forbidden curse, they could still wrap up a talisman bullet that could easily blow up the dark wizard in front of him.

"Very, very amazing power."

Whateley's pale and long face left the three great wizards for the first time. He lowered his head and looked at the young wizard who was as big as a grain of rice not far away from him. On his face, hundreds of red eyes rolled slowly. Slowly turning, capturing every subtle move of the young wizard, many of them had their eyes narrowed, but many of them were wide open, with many different meanings such as scrutiny, scrutiny, curiosity, malice, suspicion, etc. in their eyes.

For the first time, Zheng Qing felt that having more eyes did not necessarily bring only fear and distortion, but at least the emotions he could express through his eyes were richer.栆

"A very interesting young man."

The dark wizard chuckled softly, and his eyes finally fell on the rune gun in the young wizard's hand. Hundreds of tentacles of different thicknesses rolled up under his jaw, and he let out a harsh laugh like a wire scratching on the glass: "Life, you will never expect it. What kind of surprise will it bring you..."

"Obviously, it's because you're not thinking big enough."

Professor Simon of Starry Sky Academy taunted, and the huge red tail swung upwards from bottom to top, and violently collided with a dozen tentacles that fell quietly from the night.

boom!

The light red magic power and the dark magic power exploded together, rolling up several clearly visible magic ripples in mid-air. Then, after a moment's delay, the frantic hurricane landed on the ground along with the huge sound of the magic power impact, He blew away a dozen human wolves that had just jumped up.

"A gratifying struggle."

Whateley raised nearly a hundred arms and clapped vigorously, seemingly praising Professor Simon for blocking the young wizard. However, every time he applauded, a cursed light shot out from between the palms of his hands and hit the ground. For a moment, spells fell like raindrops, and the entire battlefield was submerged under the violent attack of the dark wizard.

Amidst the chaotic explosions, screams, screams and howls of the experimental subjects, Whateley's slightly crazy voice seemed particularly clear: "...I don't know how many more times you can struggle like this. ;I don’t know how many such talisman bullets you still have in the magazine..."

boom!

Zheng Qing answered the black wizard's rampage with another blood talisman bullet.

Several more blood stars shattered in the sound of gunfire.

Then the third one, the fourth one, the fifth one... The young public-funded student knelt on the ground with the rune gun on his shoulder, expressionlessly repeating "pull the bolt" "pull the trigger" "filler" The simple steps of "playing" opened up huge imagination holes one after another in Whateley's forehead.

In the night, more and more blood stars collapsed, and the blood stars almost did not recover after the collapse. In just a short time, an abrupt blank appeared in the 'starry sky' above the head, and along with it filled the entire battlefield. The blood color seemed to have faded a bit.栆

A series of heavy blows made Whateley was stunned for a long time. It wasn't until a blood rune bullet was intercepted by a tentacle hanging from its head that it came back to its senses. Its old face was covered with wrinkles. Finally, a trace of shock and anger emerged, and the beard like octopus tentacles under his jaw curled up, revealing a big mouth full of sharp teeth.

howl!

A sharp howl fell from the sky, like a violent hurricane, which made everyone breathless. The experimental subjects who were originally scattered in various corners of the battlefield to fight with the wizards seemed to have received some message, and abandoned their opponents like crazy and turned to You. The crime hunting team rushed over from the corner.

"Stop them!" Professor Simon shouted.

Ms. Margaret quickly flipped through her white Dharma book. White little angels less than three feet tall, carrying bows, arrows and short spears, swarmed out from the pages, trying their best to prevent the experimental subjects from attacking.

Old man Qian Jiuzhou shook the sleeves of his broad gray robe, scattering swarms of huge poisonous insects with bright colors, letting them wave their huge pincers on the battlefield and release suffocating poisonous gas.

Thomas transformed into a giant eagle and struggled with the monsters with wide bat wings at low altitude; Hilda tore off almost all the copper nails and rings, her face dripping with blood; and the captain of the Chilian Hunting Team and the Bai Ze Hunting Team The fortune tellers, the hunters of the Iron Cross Hunting Team, and so on, figures that Zheng Qing may or may not recognize, or may be familiar with, come one after another, blocking the impact of those violent experimental bodies.栆

boom!

boom! boom!

Deafening collisions and explosions came one after another. It seemed that in just a moment, the war reached its climax. From the corner of his eye, Zheng Qing saw several human wolves crawling onto the blue giant and biting them randomly. He saw the blue bird holding swords in both hands. Like a gust of wind, he was traveling among the blue demons and saw Xiao Xiao being slapped by a mad warrior and flying far away.

He felt a little out of breath, but the rune gun in his hand became more and more stable.

The string of haha ​​beads on his hand and the two-headed Minotaur in the Medal of Merlin had already been thrown back into the battlefield by him, and even the edamame was summoned into the battlefield by him - except for a certain little green snake in the sea of ​​​​consciousness that refused to move. Zheng Qing has tried his best.

boom!

Another blood rune bullet left the muzzle.栆

Zheng Qing stared at the big hole that appeared on the dark wizard's forehead, looked at the blood star that had nearly disappeared in the night, tried to slow down his breathing, and put his hand into the gray cloth bag.

Then his eyes trembled slightly.

The hand that reached into the gray cloth bag got deeper and deeper, and even half of his arm was inserted into it. One wooden box after another he threw out.

Empty, empty again, empty again.

The blood rune bullets have run out.

This idea clearly appeared in his mind, and he wanted to tell others, but he looked around and opened his mouth, but no words came out. As far as the eye can see, everyone is working hard, with him as the center, building an extremely thin but extremely tough line of defense to firmly block out the experimental subjects that are pouring in like a tide.

"I need charm bullets!"

The young wizard gritted his teeth and said in his mind.

The existence of the little green snake in his mind did save him from the pain of the power of the forbidden curse escaping, but it also made him lose the ability to use the 'loophole' to secretly borrow the power of the forbidden curse.

Just like last year, he was able to directly manifest a rune gun in reality through 'visualization', but now he can't even condense a rune bullet.

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