The mouse wizard looked intently and saw that the vampire duke of the Cullen family had returned to his bat form at some point and was covering his body with a pair of wide bat wings.
Of course, during the violent explosion just now, Duke Milton's bat wings had been changed beyond recognition, like a piece of rice paper that had been thrown into the water by a child to soak it and then fished out, wrinkled and tattered.
.
A little further away, the wandering wizard was sitting on a tree stump leisurely, with his legs hanging down and smoking a cigar slowly - he had taken off his mask, revealing his old but clean face - it looked like
, he seemed not to be affected by the magic just now.
"Where are the people?" The rat wizard looked around stubbornly and repeated the question from a few seconds ago.
Duke Milton had just put away his bat wings and transformed back into a human body. At this moment, he was shaking his head hard, trying to get rid of the mental disorder and soul tremor caused by the concussion in his head. Naturally, he would not make any reaction to the rat wizard's doubts.
The wandering wizard, on the other hand, quickly understood what the rat wizard meant.
"He's not here, so he's gone of course... Fu..." He took a heavy puff of cigarette and blew out a few beautiful white smoke rings. I don't know if it was because of the effect of the smoke, but his voice was no longer as smooth as before.
It seems a lot drier:
"... That little girl from the Su family dropped a big firecracker and ran away. Now she has disappeared without a trace... I must admit that your previous rhetoric of surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao was pretty good. That girl could only leave us to save those people.
Little Doll."
"As for our other companion..."
Having said this, the wandering wizard spread his hands and made a helpless gesture: "First it was suppressed and restrained by the formation, and then it received a solid scourge from the front... You also know that its identity is quite special, and it is not the same as ours.
In comparison, its tolerance to that magic is lower."
"If you are lucky and your hands and feet are quick, I estimate that before the afterglow of that magic fades completely, you can still find a few fragments of it from this scorched earth... If we go slower, we can only keep it in our minds.
I miss my teammates here.”
The rat wizard had a gloomy face and walked back and forth in the scorched earth several times, and finally had to admit the wandering wizard's judgment.
The largest remaining skeleton of its companion that it found in the empty scorched earth was a blackened thigh bone less than three inches long.
"Monster?! Ha, demon!" The rat wizard held up the bone and laughed shrilly, his voice was extremely harsh: "It's really an interesting thing... For hundreds of years, I have never been able to kill monsters with a soft hand.
I want to collude with them now and keep company with them. If the old immortal principal in the school was still there, he would have rushed to the underground world long ago and burned my rat and rat grandchildren into dregs."
"Ugh..." The wandering wizard took a deep breath and blew out a stream of thick smoke.
The smoke filled the air, hiding his face behind him, and even the tone of his words seemed a bit ethereal: "So, the nameless principal is really not in the school anymore, right."
The rat wizard closed his mouth tightly and made no sound.
The wandering wizard seemed not to let it go: "Fu... Three years ago, the Dark Parliament issued a relevant task list, hoping to confirm the whereabouts of the principal... Fu... if you told this matter earlier, you could get it
As a reward from the council, I’m afraid your rat-man evolution plan has been successfully tested long ago... You don’t need to do such a thankless task with a bad old man like me... Ugh..."
"Now, inside and outside the school, there are more and more forces that have guessed that the old man is no longer here... Even if you want to sell it at a good price, you can't sell it now."
"Why bother? You want to be a bitch, but you also want to build a memorial arch..."
"This is my own business!" The rat wizard roughly interrupted the wandering wizard's chatter, pinched the thigh bone, and then asked another sharp question: "Having said that, I am very concerned about another thing...
…How did you do it?”
The wandering wizard took the cigarette away from his mouth, with just the right amount of confusion on his face.
"That spell just now... no matter what you think, you shouldn't be so relaxed." The eyes of the rat wizard were full of doubts.
"Fur... poof."
The wandering wizard shrugged and put the cigarette into his mouth again. Soon, his face was hidden in the thick smoke again: "Just don't be affected by the energy... As you just said, this is just you after all.
thing."
…
…
"Boom!!"
A thick soul-returning poplar was uprooted by the cow's head and thrown into the snow.
Its other three companions had also slipped down from the treetops at some point, and stood not far behind the cow head, watching all this silently.
Opposite them, the teaching assistants who had originally concluded that these 'prosthetics' had lost their command noticed the abnormal situation, picked up the Dharma books one after another, and gathered around the leader Zhang Yu uneasily.
Zhang Yu did not hesitate and immediately organized everyone to re-construct a defensive formation - correspondingly, he did not forget to wake up the three forgiveness hunters who had been sleeping under the influence of magic.
"I originally thought you could sleep back to school," the grey-haired senior assistant said apologetically to the apologetic hunters, "It seems like you need to cheer up now...
…”
"Are you going crazy?" Thomas looked at the bull head opposite and silently put on his leather gloves. The originally quiet bull head opposite suddenly turned scarlet-eyed and began to uproot the big trees one by one.
"I think the word 'out of control' is more appropriate." Hilda corrected her in a brisk tone.
While he was talking, a small thing jumped out of the pit where the bull's head had just been pulled out, jumped in front of the bull's head, opened his mouth and spat at the giant creature opposite:
"Pooh…"
Unlike those amphibians on the campus of First University that like to jump around in the snow, many frogs in the silent forest, where the living environment is relatively harsh, still retain habits inherited deep in their genes.
For example, I hate the cold.
And this little thing that jumped out of the pit was obviously spending the winter in a spacious and warm cave under the roots of a tree. Unexpectedly, a frog was sitting at home, and trouble came from the sky. It huddled in the small hole and burrowed.
When I took a nap, there was a loud bang and my home was demolished. When I opened my eyes, I saw a world of white.
Is there anything more miserable than this?
"Guwa..."
"Guwa wow wow..."
"Hmm, wow, wow, wow..."
The frog crawled out of the tree pit, howling at the top of his lungs, expressing his dissatisfaction and inner restlessness to the moonlight above his head and the dark night. This caused other people on the field to look at him.
"Noisy!"
Niu Tou raised his hoof, aimed at the howling little guy and stepped on it.
"puff!"
Meat sauce splashes everywhere.
This little frog, which had just woken up from hibernation for less than five minutes, lost consciousness again in the blink of an eye. However, unlike the previous hibernation, this time, this little frog would not wake up in the spring breeze of the coming year.