High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 2358: Chapter 579: Doing One’s Utmost

Blood Symbol Bullets are not almighty.

Zheng Qing had long been mentally prepared for this.

Since Sepulano could preserve his life with the help of a pipe and a wooden staff, then it’s not hard to accept that a truly top-notch Big Wizard could remain unharmed under the bullets.

After all, these bullets were drawn by Zheng Qing himself, merely imbued with a touch of Forbidden Spell Aura, with a stronger rule-breaking force compared to other talismans.

If the talismans were drawn by Old Yao or Mr. Wu, Zheng Qing believed that even without the Forbidden Spell Aura, they could wrap up a bullet that easily blasts apart the Black Wizard before them.

”Very, very astonishing power.”

Walter’s pale and elongated face left the three Big Wizards for the first time, lowering his head, looking at the young wizard not far away, as small as a grain of rice. His face, with hundreds of crimson eyeballs, slowly turning, captured every subtle move of the young wizard, many eyes squinted, but many also opened wide, filled with meanings of scrutiny, examination, curiosity, malice, suspicion, and more.

For the first time, Zheng Qing felt that having more eyeballs didn’t necessarily only bring fear and distortion, at least, it allowed for a richer expression of emotions through the eyes.

”A very interesting young man.”

The Black Wizard chuckled softly, his gaze finally landing on the charm gun held by the young wizard, with hundreds of differently sized tentacles under his chin swirling, making a screeching sound similar to wire scraping on glass: ”Life, you can never predict what kind of surprise it will bring you...”

”Evidently, that’s because your mind isn’t wide enough.”

Professor Simon from Starry Sky Academy mocked as a giant crimson tail swung upwards diagonally, fiercely clashing with dozens of tentacles silently descending from the night sky.

Bang!

Pale red magic power and black magic power exploded together, whipping up several circles of clearly visible magic ripples in mid-air, then a moment later, a frenzied gale landed on the ground along with the loud sound of the magical impact, blowing away dozens of werewolves who had just leaped up.

”A pleasing struggle.”

Walter raised nearly a hundred arms, clapped forcefully, seemingly praising Professor Simon’s actions in blocking in front of the young wizard, though each clap shot out a spell light from his aligned palms, hitting the ground, for a moment spells fell like raindrops, the entire battlefield submerged in the Black Wizard’s furious attack.

In a chaotic cacophony of explosions, screams, shouted curses, and the howls of experimental creatures, Walter’s somewhat manic voice was particularly clear: ”...Don’t know how many times you can struggle like this; don’t know how many bullets are left in your magazine...”

Bang!

Zheng Qing answered the Black Wizard’s arrogance with another Blood Symbol Bullet.

Another few blood stars shattered in the sound of gunfire.

Then came the third, fourth, fifth... The young cost student kneeled on one knee, charm gun resting on his shoulder, expressionlessly repeating the simple steps of ’pull the bolt’ ’pull the trigger’ ’load the bullet’, opening one massive mental gap after another on Walter’s forehead.

In the night sky, more and more shattered blood stars, and the shattered blood stars almost didn’t recover, just a very short time, a conspicuous blank space appeared on the ’Starry Sky’ overhead, along with the pervasive blood color over the entire battlefield also faded slightly.

Consecutive heavy blows left Walter somewhat bewildered, for quite a while, until a Blood Symbol Bullet was intercepted by a certain tentacle dangling from his head, he came to his senses, his old face covered in wrinkles finally showed a trace of angry shock, his chin tentacle-like beard curled, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

Howl!

A sharp scream descended from the sky, akin to a strong gale, pressing everyone’s breath, the originally scattered experimental creatures across the battlefield and engaging with the Wizards seemed to receive some signal, madly abandoning their opponents, rushing towards the corner where the Absolution Hunting Team was located.

”Stop them!” Professor Simon shouted loudly.

Lady Margaret rapidly flipped through her pristine Law book, one White Little Angels under three feet tall came swarming out of the pages with bows and spears, striving to halt the experimental creatures’ assault.

Elder Qian Jiuzhou shook his wide gray robe sleeves, scattering group after group of brightly colored large poisonous insects, letting them wield gigantic pincers on the battlefield and release suffocating poison gas.

Thomas transformed into a giant eagle, entwining in close combat with those creatures with broad bat wings; Hilda tore off nearly all her bronze pins and rings, her face drenched in blood; and the captains of the Red Training Hunting Team, the Diviner of the Baize Hunting Team, the Wandering Hunter of the Iron Cross Hunting Team, and many more, familiar or unfamiliar figures to Zheng Qing, all advancing to block the ferocious experimental creatures’ charge.

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

Deafening clashes and explosions rang one after another, seemingly in an instant, the war reached its peak, in the corner of his eye, Zheng Qing saw several werewolves climbing onto the Blue Giant, biting and tearing madly, saw Blue Bird holding a sword as a whirlwind slicing through the Blue Demon group, saw Xiao Xiao slapped far away by a Berserker’s palm.

He felt himself almost unable to breathe, but the charm gun in his hand became steadier.

The string of Haha Beads and the Double-headed Minoan from the Merlin Medal had long been thrown back into the battlefield by him, even the Furry Bean was summoned onto the battlefield—except for a certain Little Green Snake in his consciousness who stubbornly refused to move, Zheng Qing had exhausted all his efforts.

Bang!

Another Blood Symbol Bullet departed from the muzzle.

Zheng Qing stared at the large hole appearing on the Black Wizard’s forehead, watching as more than half of the blood stars vanished in the night sky, struggling to slow his breathing, reached his hand into the Grey Cloth Bag.

Then, his gaze slightly trembled.

His hand delved deeper into the Grey Cloth Bag, even extending almost half of his arm inside. One wooden box after another was tossed out by him.

Empty, again empty, still empty.

The Blood Symbol Bullets were out.

The thought clearly emerged in his mind, wanting to tell others, but as he looked around, opened his mouth, he couldn’t utter a single word. As far as he could see, everyone was struggling desperately, forming an extremely thin yet exceptionally tough line of defense centered around him, firmly blocking those tide-like experimental creatures outside.

”I need bullets!”

The young wizard gritted his teeth in thought.

The presence of the Little Green Snake in his mind indeed spared him the pain of Forbidden Curse Power dissipating, but also deprived him of the ability to furtively borrow the power of the Forbidden Curse by exploiting ’loopholes’.

Just like last year, there was once he could directly manifest a charm gun in reality through visualization, now he couldn’t even refine a single bullet.