Chapter 79: The Purpose of the Weirdo

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

When the massive dimensional gate was fully deployed, the sea water erupted under the action of the pressure of the deep sea.

The traveler, who was completely defenseless, so that he did not defend himself with extraordinary strength, was shot by the rushing water jet behind him, and his whole body was knocked away by the torrent, and he did not know where to fly.

Russell, who had taken his companions to the side in advance, felt the splash of water splashing on his face, looked at the high-pressure water column shot out of the dimensional gate, and gently moved his toes to close the Yuan Gate this time.

When Russell had just cast the Dimensional Gate spell, he was indeed located at the exit of the examination room of this forest hunting competition, where there was a special teacher guarding it.

But when the traveler used his abilities to influence the dimensional gate so that it could only unfold slowly, Russell knew that he might not be able to wait for the dimensional gate to actually open.

He forcibly consumed a large amount of spiritual energy, repositioned the coordinates on the other side of the dimensional gate, and turned the door that was originally used for escape into a weapon to attack the enemy!

"Knocked out a fourth-year powerhouse. Let's get out of ......."

Russell gasped violently, holding his eyelids hard, and the feeling of dizziness echoed in his brain.

His spiritual energy had long been depleted and overdrawn, and he had completely relied on the secret blood elixir to temporarily increase his strength and increase those spiritual energies.

God knows, the temporary upgrade increases the blue bar cap, and what will happen when the blue bar is overdrawn and the level is dropped...... Russell's mind flashed through such a question, but he had no time to think about it.

Taking advantage of the traveler's flying eye, Clara waved her tentacles to make the 4 people invisible.

At that moment, a black ray flashed in front of Clara.

Russell fell to the ground with a thud, and it seemed as if every cell had been drained with all the strength it had been squeezed. The intense tiredness not only filled the body, but also caused the spirit to fall into a languid, making it difficult to mobilize even a trace of spiritual energy.

This is the dark magic that Clara once fell through, exhausting the rays.

But this time, the caster is a real third-year powerhouse, and he is still the best of the third-year students in the High School.

Black Rose walked towards Russell and the other 4 people step by step, and there was a crazy smile on the face of this senior sister of the Department of Necromancy and Life:

"It's been a big hunt."

Clara plucked up her courage and waved her tentacles at Black Rose, expressing her threat.

But the woman, dressed in a gorgeous outfit, wearing heavy lipstick, and wearing heavy makeup, stepped forward step by step, a thick darkness gathering at her fingertips, and the next black magic was ready to unleash.

In the midst of three whooshing sounds, three phantoms sketched out beside Russell, protecting their master.

Wind chimes, neclames, skull sculptors.

Black Rose was unmoved, but gently raised her left hand, which emitted a faint blue glow, and clenched her fists at the three spirits.

Spiritism: Driving Spirits!

The three spirits felt at the same time, and a huge pressure pressed on their bodies, and the majestic force compressed all the three spirits back into the mobile magic weapon.

In its heyday, the highest of the three contract spirits might be able to struggle. But after successive battles, the soul energy consumption of the wind chimes was too great, and it had already faded too much, and it was so transparent that it was almost invisible.

Black Rose smiled at Russell on the ground, raised her right hand with black shadows, and pointed her index finger forward, about to release the next black magic.

"How? Teenager, do you need my help? ”

A familiar voice rang in Russell's head.

The voice of the demon king Xiao Ming.

Before this forest hunting competition, Russell specially told the demon king Xiao Ming not to participate in the entire actual combat assessment. On the one hand, Russell is confident that he can pass the actual combat assessment by his own strength; On the other hand, it is because the secret sealed by the Demon King in his heart is still only known to Mr. Principal and some teachers, and it is best not to let other students know!

But now, things are different!

Russell felt his heart blazing and pounding, and the power of the Demon King was about to be projected to the outside world.

……

In a foggy space parallel to the real world.

Strangely dressed teenagers and girls look at Black Rose, who is approaching Clara, Russell and others in the real world.

"There were some episodes, but it went according to plan." The young man in the colorful mask smiled, and his voice was cascading and unreal.

"Then, it's time for us spurned cultists to come into the picture." The girl next to her also said in an ethereal and ethereal voice.

The two weirdos walked forward at the same time, allowing their bodies to gradually manifest in the real world.

……

in the real world.

As soon as Black Rose was about to cast a spell, she saw two figures outlined in front of her, blocking in front of her.

It was two weird people who were dressed in strange clothes and colors enough to be complained about for years, and their clothes seemed to be made up of several different color blocks, and they wore ugly masks painted with watercolor.

Russell, who barely opened his eyelids, saw the backs of the two strange people, and was slightly stunned, and one question after another flashed in his mind:

"Are they the weirdos that Starfire said they were? Were they the ones who kept watching us last night? Who are they? What are they interfering with this forest hunt for? ”

And at this time, Russell felt his dimensional waist bag move, and a young female voice came out from inside:

"Can you put my head out? It's so boring. ”

Russell immediately understood that it was Starfire, the head of Starfire, to be exact, that had been stuffed into the dimension's pocket.

Russell's deceased raised his hand to touch his waist bag, but found that his whole body was as heavy as lead, and he couldn't move.

However, the kind-hearted Clara still stretched out two tentacles, opened Russell's dimensional waist bag, and took out Starfire's head.

Feeling strange that she was holding a human head, Clara tried to fit Starfire's head back to her neck, but tried several times without success.

"It's okay, Clara. I'll just hold my head. ”

Starfire's body was not unable to move due to the separation of the human head, and he raised his hands and held his head so that his head would not accidentally roll off his neck.

"Sister Xinghuo is holding her head like this, it looks so funny." Subway, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground watching the play, said.

"Subway, when did you wake up?" Russell opened his mouth and wanted to ask, but his vocal cords were too exhausted to vibrate.

"I just woke up, too. At my spiritual level, the Soul Spirit's coma doesn't last long. Subway seemed to know what Russell was going to ask and shrugged his shoulders.

So, Subway, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, Russell, who was barely moving his eyes, Starfire, who was sitting with his head in his hand, and Clara, who was in the best condition, looked at Black Rose who was pressing in front of them, and the two weirdos who stood in front of them.

"Those two weirdos are ...... Protect us? Subway muttered.

"But this is too strange, isn't it the two of them who made all the weirdness of this forest hunting competition?" Xinghuo, who was holding his head, lowered his head and whispered, because the movement of bowing his head was too big, and the connection between his head and neck was a little out of place.

Black Rose looked at the two strange men in front of her with interest:

"Who are you? Also a contestant? Are you trying to stop my hunt? ”

The two weirdos spoke in unison, and the words overlapped exactly:

"Don't go any further, we won't let you hurt Miss Clara!"

(End of chapter)