High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 2346: Chapter 567: Rising

Boom!

A werewolf descended from the sky like a cannonball, crashing into a Trident Crisis Support Team. Its sharp claws slashed through the air, descending diagonally towards a red-haired witch who had her back turned.

Due to the large number of werewolves, but their individual combat strength not being high, they weren’t worth the hunters’ combined effort and excessive use of magic power. Thus, this Trident Hunting Team hadn’t formed a battle formation, and even the magical envelope wasn’t activated, easily allowing this airborne werewolf to shatter the formation.

The sharp claws left three clearly visible scars in the air, and the sonic booms were drowned out in the battlefield by the continuous howling and explosive sounds of spells. The hunters of this Trident Hunting Team were fully engaged with ten or more werewolves attacking from the outside, not expecting these clumsy-looking creatures to launch a pincer attack. They became somewhat flustered, especially the red-haired witch under the wolf’s claw assault. Being a team diviner, her combat ability was relatively weak, and she had no time to defend, seemingly about to perish under the wolf’s claws.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

A black shadow, like a gentle breeze, suddenly blew into the chaotic battle formation, standing between the werewolf’s claws and the red-haired witch. The swirling wind was like a blade, severing the descending wolf claws under everyone’s gaze.

Screams, roars, and explosions merged into a single sound.

”A beautiful lady shouldn’t be subjected to such fright.”

Dylan, with courteous manners, slightly bowed to the red-haired witch, his robe spotless. Behind him lay the werewolf, now decapitated, with its scattered blood spraying out in a semicircular pattern, as if a charming aura enveloped blood werewolf Mister Wolfman.

”This flashy guy.”

The fat wizard watching from afar muttered, withdrawing his gaze from Dylan and searching for the other hunter of the Absolution team. Soon, he saw Blue Bird, dragging a longsword, charging towards the area with the densest werewolf concentration, and sighed heavily, ”Madmen, indeed, the people from Starry Sky are all mad... Have they run too far?”

The last sentence was directed to Zheng Qing.

”No worries, the place isn’t big, and they’re very fast,” Zheng Qing replied vaguely, fully concentrating on his alchemical war puppets.

They were the Haha Beads Jiang Yu had given him before the holiday, a rare opportunity to test their combat capabilities. But soon, the young funded student realized that the witch’s words ’even a furry bean could take on three of them’ weren’t praising the gray dog but indicating these little things weren’t formidable.

The seven alchemy puppets transformed from the Haha Beads rushed forward but couldn’t even block a single werewolf, being swatted around like balls, though they were durable enough not to fall apart under the werewolf’s powerful hits, and their shiny outer layer barely suffered any damage.

”Indeed, far inferior to the Minotaur.” The captain of the Absolution Hunting Team sighed, retrieving a shiny Merlin Brass Medal from his pouch, wiping it with his sleeve, tracing three circles along the six-pointed star engraved in mithril on the medal with his fingertip, and chanting the true name of the summoner in magic script.

Accompanied by a soft gleam, a light spot leaped from the center stamen of the Other Shore Flower on the medal, hovering in mid-air. It swiftly transformed into a silvery-white halo, and a distant, deep roar emanated from within. Simply listening to the echo made everyone’s blood boil and battle intent surge.

”Moo!!”

Soon, the double-headed Minotaur, referred to by Zheng Qing as ’Nose Ring and Earring,’ dragged its long totem pole, landing forcefully in the forest. Its three-meter-tall figure firmly shielded the remaining three young wizards of the Absolution Hunting Team, its copper-bell-sized eyes excitedly scanning around, and its flaring nostrils breathed out four thick white breaths like silver snakes dancing before it.

”Add some totem halos to the wizards on the field, hmm, strength halo and healing halo should be enough for now,” Zheng Qing instructed, having already decided on the content in advance.

”Moo!”

Nose Ring and Earring wielded the totem pole from their backs, heavily striking the ground, simultaneously emitting a deep roar. The different voices merged, creating a peculiar rhythmic sense. In an instant, a series of colorful halos emerged from the base of the pole, lightly floating towards the chaotic battlefield below, accurately and swiftly landing at the wizards’ feet.

”Thanks!”

From a distance came several thank yous accompanied by laughter, but it was unclear which polite individual expressed it.

Zheng Qing couldn’t shout back with a ’you’re welcome,’ so he shrugged, silently accepting the gratitude. But soon, he noticed that only a small portion of wizards closer to the Absolution had totem halos at their feet.

This must be the limit of Nose Ring and Earring.

The young funded student thought silently. After all, it’s just a summoned creature from a bronze medal and couldn’t have the shaman’s ability to cover the entire battlefield—after all, this battlefield stretched over dozens of miles, and the werewolves in the farthest area were now almost as small as little fingers.

”No need to stay here guarding us,” Zheng Qing tiptoed, patted the double-headed Minotaur’s arm, instructed, ”Go down and help them... We can manage here by ourselves.”

The four large bull eyes glanced at the young wizard, mooed twice, and happily agreed to his request. Dragging the long totem pole, it rushed onto the battlefield like the wind, clearly eager and impatient.

As it ran, the totem pole in its hand repeatedly slammed into the ground, stirring up waves of colorful totem halos.

Dong!

Dong Dong!

An inconspicuous tremor spread from afar beneath their feet.

”Looks like I should let it out for a stroll more often in the future,” Zheng Qing muttered, stomping his feet, feeling slightly numb from the sound wave vibrations.

”Something’s off.” Xiao Xiao pressed a hand on the ground, sensing the tremor, interrupting the young funded student’s musings, ”Your Minotaur isn’t that powerful...”

Zheng Qing looked down, watching the pebble-sized stones bounce and fall violently from the ground, causing his entire body to feel a tingly sensation.

This indeed wasn’t something Nose Ring and Earring could cause.

The warlock internally acknowledged the doctor’s judgment in a blink.

It’s not an earthquake either.

This was the second thought that emerged in the young funded student’s mind.

Nor was it the tremors caused by the ’werewolves’ and hunters fighting.

It’s something that exists between the two. Zheng Qing felt as if he were standing on the edge of a collapsed building or sitting in a violently shaking plane.

Boom!

A dull ripping sound from underground interrupted the rapid thinking in the boy’s mind—in fact, when the loud noise arrived, he no longer needed to think. Everyone on the battlefield could see what had happened.

The ground was like a soft cake being pulled apart.

The illegal laboratory had taken off.