Chapter 265 Beyond the Dream

"call!"

A violent and hot breath swept through, and the tall oak forest roared in the wind. The slender mushrooms under the trees were uprooted, like mutated dandelions, bumping around in the forest.

Starting from where Zheng Qing and the two banshees were, a cone-shaped empty land suddenly appeared in the enchanted forest. This empty land is so big that it almost divides the huge enchanted forest into two. Standing in the middle of the forest, you can almost see the light blue mountain range outside the forest.

Fine ash fell slowly from mid-air, and the sunlight seemed a little distorted in the swirling ash. The empty land was scorched black, with not a single blade of grass, a single mushroom, or a single insect left on the surface. All life disappeared in the violent breath.

Zhu Zhu's mouth opened slightly and her eyes widened, completely frightened by this horrific sight.

Nikita's face turned pale, and the feeling of fear was like a surging tide, flooding her heart again and again. Just a little bit close to becoming a part of those ashes.

Zheng Qing's shot hit her ear. For a moment, the banshee felt like she was dead. But fortunately, she is still alive, still alive, and only a few hair strands have become burnt and smelly in this crisis.

Zheng Qing was holding the Remington shotgun. He was not surprised by the power of the shot, but there was still a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The surprise was that after the shot, he did not collapse to the ground as expected.

He saw clearly.

This time, when the gun was fired, many small golden runes appeared on the light blue gun body. Those runes were interspersed with the windmill-shaped logo of the King in Yellow, like a big net, shooting the rune bullets The power that escapes from time to time is firmly bound to the gun.

Not only was he fine, but the rune gun didn't collapse in this shot.

Zheng Qing felt that he could still fire a few more shots.

Outside the consciousness, the light blue tube connected by runes became more and more clear, and it plunged heavily into the light blue cyclone, continuously extracting the energy in the cyclone, and inputting the new blood in the rune gun magazine. Talisman hit.

The wizard had a glimmer of understanding in his heart.

As long as he still has new blood talisman bullets and maintains the light blue tube, the cyclone in the sea of ​​consciousness will not continue to grow in a short period of time.

This means that he has escaped from the explosion crisis and has a little more room for maneuver.

Zheng Qing was still very satisfied with this result. Although he didn't mind dying together with Nikita, it was better to return to First University alive than Mr. Trouble to go to the Empty Land to take him back.

"Lead the way."

The wizard put away the rune gun in his hand, his voice a little weak. Although this shot did not seriously damage his vitality, the continuous consumption of magic power still put a heavy burden on him.

He felt like a patient who had not recovered from a long-term illness. He had a long-term lack of exercise and a heart disease, and was unable to bear any kind of strenuous exercise.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to be as strong as Zhang Jixin.

He only needed to hold the gun and lock the two banshees with the guiding magic from the gun for a moment to make them obey his orders.

Hearing Zheng Qing's instructions.

Feeling the looming threat of a gun.

Without saying a word, Nikita stood up and began to gather his servants. Zheng Qing's shot just now not only frightened the two of them, but also the natives in Dreamland.

The Shattuck birds fell to the ground with a crackling sound like dumplings. Their wings were limp and they had almost forgotten their ability to fly. The gug giants and ghouls are slightly stronger, but their strength is limited. They can only find their courage by roaring and slapping around randomly.

Unfortunately, the Charmed Rat Ancestors have become the most miserable existences.

Many brown little guys were affected by the 'actions' of the ghouls and ancient leather giants. They did not turn into ashes under Zheng Qing's talisman spear, but turned into flesh under the fists and feet of their allies.

"Do you still remember where the little girl disappeared?" Nikita led her huge purple spider to Zheng Qing, turned to look at the little succubus, and asked in a friendly manner.

Zhu Zhu was still looking at the scorched earth in a daze.

It wasn't until Nikita's eyes started to look a little cold that she came back to her senses in shock.

"Remember, remember." The little banshee muttered, pointing in the opposite direction to Zheng Qing's shooting, which was the direction she came from when she first appeared: "Less than five kilometers from here, at the edge of the forest, there is a patch of rocks. There are many caves on the rocky beach... those monsters come out of the caves. "

Nikita looked at Zheng Qing and said respectfully: "Please take a seat... We will definitely bring her back."

Zheng Qing stepped on the purple spider's two sloping, slender forelimbs, walked to the spider's back, chose a flat and soft place and sat down.

So soft, like a fluffy wool blanket.

Nikita honestly held the spider's hand and directed the servants who were gradually recovering to set off in the direction pointed by the little banshee.

Zheng Qing was so focused on how to find Zhu Si that he did not notice that behind the team, on the edge of the empty land shrouded in charred blackness and ashes, an old oak tree that had already withered and died experienced the fiery wind. After the baptism, it could no longer support its existence, and there was a slight clicking sound from the tree body.

The thick trunk of this old oak tree was split from the middle, revealing the dark, empty heart of the tree.

The clicking sounds were intermittent at first, but gradually became more intensive and louder. When the heavy footsteps of the ancient giant disappeared at the end of the forest, the dead and charred old tree finally shattered with a crisp and continuous clicking sound, and turned into powder in an instant. .

The breeze blew by, and the powder blended with the ashes in the open space, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A slender black gap appeared out of thin air at the original crack in the tree trunk. It twisted a few times, like a drop of ink falling into the water, and soon disappeared.

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Zheng Qing didn't know that behind him, an old oak tree that was closely related to him had suffered a terrible disaster.

It was like he didn't know that at the moment when his rune bomb destroyed the enchanted forest, deep inside the First University's Museum of Magical History, the magic mirror hidden in the temporary exhibition hall made an ominous clicking sound.

When the old oak tree was completely turned into powder.

The mirror of the magic mirror was also completely shattered.

The crystal glass fragments were scattered all over the floor like pure fine salt. The surging magic power, mixed with the aura of dreamland, surged out from the mirror and impacted the entire museum's protective array.

The exhibits that had gradually fallen silent became agitated again under this breath.

In the bell tower of the museum, the big bronze bell covered with rust automatically operated without wind, emitting a heavy warning sound, clanging, clanging, and the bell was deafening, resounding throughout the entire school.