Although the young wizards still have time to talk, in fact, Forgiveness has indeed reached the point where it is running out of ammunition and food - in every sense.
From the talisman, to the array plate, from the hemp grass used to prepare the magic potion, to the yellow paper used to draw the talismans, from their physical strength to their spirit.
All empty.
Not a drop left.
The pocket watch in his hand made a clicking sound.
An astonishing chill returned to the hunting ground.
The leader of the hunting team trembled and looked down at the time. There were exactly three minutes left before zero hour.
"run!"
He yelled.
Looking back, the team members had already run away in a hurry. Dylan did not break his promise and ran at the front, his figure was like a wisp of smoke; Xiao Xiao, because of his short stature and short legs, fell at the back - it can't be said that he was the last, because
Their captain is still standing behind them.
"A bunch of bastards."
The young public-funded student cursed in a low voice, but couldn't help but smile. He fired a few shots at the black shadow without looking back, then ran away and followed him.
As long as there is one person in the hunting team at the hunting ground at the end, it is not a loss! Zheng Qing felt cruel in his heart, and the group ran in circles around the hunting ground, trying their best to stay away from the monster.
But with their physical strength exhausted and a large area of the hunting ground covered by black shadows, their struggle seemed particularly powerless.
"Zul-Baha-Sal!"
The huge shadow like a demonic giant roared these words.
"What is it howling for?" Zheng Qing was panting as he ran, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead. Even so, he easily caught up with Dr. Xiao.
Xiao Xiao pushed up his crooked glasses and gasped: "Big, hoo, probably, hoo, hoo, probably saying, hoo, we are all warriors... hoo, hoo!"
"You don't need to be reminded of this." Zheng Qing curled his lips.
"Also, hoo hoo," Dr. Xiao Da suppressed his face and turned red, trying his best to keep up with Zheng Qing's pace: "He also said, hoo hoo, human flesh that runs fast is chewier, hoo hoo, it tastes more delicious...
…Whoosh!”
Hearing these words, Zheng Qing subconsciously slowed down, and Dr. Xiao Da took the opportunity to overtake him again.
"I don't think that short word can contain such a profound meaning." Zheng Qing finally reacted, panting and smiling, surpassing the doctor again.
A joke is a joke.
Although they were escaping for their lives, the retreating exoneration hunting team still did not forget to launch a long snake formation at this time to maintain the hunting team's complete combat effectiveness to the maximum extent.
Even so, these young wizards still did not escape the backlash of the huge 'prey'.
Only one second passed, maybe ten seconds. In short, only a short time passed. Zheng Qing felt that he had run less than a hundred meters, and the giant-like darkness easily caught up with them - it was passing by Zheng Qing.
In the clear moment, it became more than one shadow, like an octopus spreading its tentacles, or like the waving branches of the big willow tree on the battlefield of the Black Prison.
The huge dark mass, dark and opaque, with a dazzling splendor, entangled towards the young wizard it had chosen.
The word "winding" here is a bit gentle, but Zheng Qing thinks that the more appropriate word is "beating".
Moreover, the target chosen by the black shadow to attack was neither Dylan, who was the fastest, nor Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao, who were at the end of the team, but Zhang Jixin, who was in the center of the hunting team and seemed to be the safest.
boom!
The black shadow carried huge kinetic energy and smashed in front of Zhang Jixin, cutting a deep ravine in the solid ground of the hunting ground, cutting off the magic circuit of the long snake formation, and blocking the retreat direction of the red-faced wizard.
"Gan!"
Zhang Jixin stopped his body with extraordinary agility, like a cannonball falling on an iron plate, bouncing sideways, avoiding being beaten into pulp - it is hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.
Because of this moment of delay, several huge tentacles of darkness swarmed in, surrounding the stout wizard from all directions.
Realizing that he couldn't escape, Zhang Jixin also became angry.
"come!"
The wizard got into a posture, and an intoxicating aura filled his body. He felt as if he was being cooked. He opened his strange eyes and shouted, "Come on! Come here!"
The black shadow responds with silence, like a giant reptile, turning, whirling, and changing rapidly, constructing a dark vortex, and the center of the vortex is Zhang Jixin.
When Zheng Qing realized this, the red-faced wizard who originally looked as if he was going to explode at any time had turned gray-white. The dark vortex sucked all the energy from the red-faced wizard and his gray body.
It persisted in the dark vortex for a moment, then completely disintegrated and turned into a pile of dim dust.
Clang!
A flash of snow cut through the darkness that enveloped the hunting ground, stabbing decisively towards the dark vortex that swallowed up Zhang Jixin's figure.
It's a bluebird.
The moment he saw his figure, Zheng Qing realized his plan - since you can't escape, don't escape. It's better to face life head on than die behind your back.
In a desperate situation, the only way to survive is to survive, or to have a glimmer of hope.
The sword light cut off a black tentacle, fell into the dark vortex, splashed a ripple, and then shattered with a bang. Also broken was Lan Quejue's figure.
Dylan, who was running at the front, stopped and looked back.
"It's so embarrassing."
Mr. Vampire Werewolf muttered, standing straight and straightening his wrinkled robe, tightening his belt, tightening his cufflinks, straightening the skewed badge on his chest, and then took out his handkerchief to clean the gray stains on his face.
Before one cheek was wiped clean, a black shadow loomed over him. Dylan didn't even raise his head and wiped his face, letting the swirling vortex engulf him.
"what a shame."
Xiao Xiao sighed heavily and carefully put away the bamboo slips in his hand close to his body. Then he raised his head and glanced at Zheng Qing, with a look of regret on his face: "...it's just a few minutes before we can survive until the end."
.”
A thick black tentacle emerged behind the short wizard, curled around his waist silently, and with just a tug, like a frog's preying tongue, it suddenly disappeared into the thick darkness with a small smile.
Only then did Zheng Qing just open his mouth.
He was like a fish in a rut, opening and closing his mouth, opening and closing it again. He repeated this several times, and finally realized that his hunting party had been wiped out, and he dropped his arms slumped.
He was the only one left.
All around were thick black masses, flowing out from one vortex after another, filling the entire hunting ground, exuding a bone-chilling cold.
Then a thick tentacle wrapped around the boy's waist.
Zheng Qing felt that he should say something. It would be better to look panicked and peeing in front of everyone. Just as he was thinking hard, the black shadow suddenly retreated.
Vaguely, he only heard a soft, vague whisper that burned like a flame:
"Mordiggian... best wishes..."
This chapter has been completed!