High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 2625 - 846: Iridescent Crows

When the dry crow calls sounded.The fireworks falling accelerated suddenly, dots of firelight transformed into streaks of crimson.

These streaks of crimson hung down from the sky like thin lines, one after another, pierced into the struggling bodies of the crows, then their shriveled bodies swelled as if inflated, as magic surged, the aura of death and darkness surrounding the crows was devoured completely, their withered feathers regained vitality, gleaming with colors, like flowers blossoming after the spring thunder, in just an instant, a multitude of colorful big birds appeared on the perches between the rooftops on both sides of the street.

Truly colorful crows.

But no matter how bright a crow is, it’s still a crow.

"Caw!"

The first crow to flutter its wings let out another howl, flapping its wings, soared into the air, its scarlet eyes staring dead at the three young wizards, then briefly hovered for a few seconds, folded its wings, like a heavy torpedo, crashed over with a bang.

The reason Zheng Qing’s mind conjured the somewhat obscure metaphor of ’torpedo’ was because the long, red line pierced into the crow during its attack did not break, extending continuously as the crow approached, resembling the guide wire of a wire-guided torpedo.

Moreover, its attack speed was not fast.

Zheng Qing suppressed the urge to pull out the Colt Silver Python, instead with a reverse grip drew the Remington hung on his back, pulled the bolt, aimed, and pulled the trigger, the entire process was fluid and smooth—the chamber of this charm gun was still loaded with the ordinary Evil Repelling Bullet he prepared earlier.

Bang!

The muzzle’s charm light flashed and vanished, the Evil Repelling Bullet shot by the Remington reached first, hit the colorful ’torpedo’ mid-air without any hindrance, the colorful crow was blasted into a new firework.

Just one shot, Zheng Qing immediately realized the opponent’s intention.

Before he could speak, Xiao Xiao beside him reminded aloud: "They intend to deplete your talisman bullets... wait a moment, let’s also see the power of these crows."

Zheng Qing silently put away the Remington, chambered a new round, while feeling the Colt Silver Python hanging at his waist.

Not mentioning the powerful talisman bullets he shot in Silent Forest during winter break for advanced hunting team tasks, just recently during Spring Hunting at Shanglin Garden, he recklessly threw a thousand talismans in one go on the Magic Stage; if the attackers have any brains, they should know how wealthy an opponent skilled in talismans like him is.

Using cannon fodder to consume his talisman paper and talisman bullets was a very prudent method.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As these thoughts flashed through his mind, the second and third ’colorful crow’ arrived successively, falling into the airspace of the Three-Light Array, impacting the Guarding Curse upheld by Xiao Xiao.

"The instant attack power of each crow is equivalent to two to three standard Explosion Charms taking effect simultaneously, each Guarding Curse can withstand three rounds... uh, to be safe, withstand the suicidal attacks of five crows."

Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, staring coldly at the color-fading golden mountain shadow amidst the explosions, analyzing with a calm tone: "The descent speed and number of crows are linearly increasing... according to their increasingly rapid attack frequency, the three of us must take turns to continually cast ’Maintaining Rock-like Firmness’, to maintain the Guarding Curse from being breached..."

Continuous casting in turn means the next person immediately continues casting once the previous finishes, without any pause. This high-frequency repeat casting not only tests a wizard’s proficiency in spells but also poses a significant challenge to the wizard’s mana and the subsequent combat arrangements of the hunting team.

"Not suicidal attacks."

Xin Fat Man spoke in a muffled voice, correcting a term used by the doctor, then pointed at a nearby rooftop: "Look over there, the first crow blown up by Mr. Zha has already recovered."

Zheng Qing followed his pointing direction, indeed, the crow he blew up was somehow already perched back on the scaffold, the blood-red line was again inserted on its back, repeating the process from ’dry crow’ to ’colorful crow’.

He looked down, swiftly transcribing a new ’Restricting South Mountain, Maintaining Rock-like Firmness’ on the blank page of the law book, then looked up, squinted, pondering the distribution rules of those crimson lines, wanting to find the black hand behind the sky full of ’fireworks’.

But this was not easy.

Though the Three-Light Array dispelled many smoke, the entire Sandbox Mini World still had a faint mist covering it, distant were blossoming colossal fireworks, the fire lines falling were again pinned on the crows’ backs, crashing before the young wizards, exploding into petite fireworks.

Light pollution, noise pollution, air pollution filled his observation scope—Zheng Qing even suspected if attacked closely by those crows, he might experience concepts like starry sky pollution, demon pollution, or magic power pollution.

One couldn’t help but admire the caution and meticulousness of the attackers.

"Do you remember how we escaped that Sandbox during last Winter Hunting?" Fat Wizard tried to seek an exit from historical experience.

"At the time we had a standard five-member Atonement Hunting Team, over a dozen tutor group teachers suppressing us, dozens of gray-robed and black-robed solving Sandbox rules outside, and a Big Wizard helping break the barrier of the Sandbox Mini World, finally enabling us to escape. Now we only have three people alone."

Xiao Xiao’s voice, though still calm and steady, gave a response that struck a note of pessimism: "Oh, almost forgot, there was also Protect Legal Formation, which played some role that day, and now..."

He wiped his crystal ball with his sleeve, subtly shook his head: "Now we are still disconnected with Protect Legal Formation, just hoping Sister Korma, who is closest, notices the anomaly here."

Then he glanced at Zheng Qing, added: "...or Su Councilor appears unexpectedly like last time, rescuing a group of seemingly unrelated passersby at the time."

Zheng Qing pretended not to understand the doctor’s complaint about Su Shijun.

As for Korma.

Korma might notice the anomaly, but likely won’t involve—Zheng Qing reached this conclusion very clearly—meanwhile, he was no longer panicked as during the first year.

Apart from the year-long rich hunting experience allowing him to maintain calm now, the Little Green Snake residing in his ear and the Blood Symbol Bullet inside the Colt Silver Python both gave him great confidence.

Although somewhat disgraceful, he remembered clearly, the Battle of the Black Prison, ultimately breaking the Black Prison Inner City wasn’t the Four Seas Demon King, nor the Star Beast, but the ’Order’ he overturned.

At present this Sandbox Mini World can’t be more sturdy than the Black Prison Inner City’s guardian.

Just then, his ears twitched slightly, amidst the ear-splitting noise pollution across the sky, he again captured that melodious song from the mist when breaking into the Sandbox Mini World:

"...He is the Ruler!"

"...He is the Only One!"

"...He is the Light in the Darkness!"