Chapter 475 Hemorrhage

"If they are cowardly, why would they come to the Black Prison?"

"For us, the Black Prison may be dangerous, but for those great wizards, this danger is already very low. What's more, in addition to the risks, there are extraordinary benefits... enough to make a timid person like a mouse People are crazy about it.”

"Just for a few Xuanhuang fruits?"

"It's not as simple as a few fruits... It is said that the Xuanhuang Fruit can help the great wizard break through the legend! Imagine the possibility of becoming a legend at once... it will make all the great wizards crazy."

"It's so strange. Since the Xuanhuang Fruit is so precious, why are there so few people in the alliance? As far as I know, those wizard families have several ancestors who have been stuck in the peak realm of great wizards for a long time."

"There are only so many fruits. The more power you gain, the more people will share the fruits... The school is very stingy. You can tell by looking at the decoration of our dormitory, what age it is, the walls are still painted white! There is also the editor of the school newspaper Department, the reimbursement when going out to collect information actually uses the standards set a hundred years ago. Can you imagine? The consulting fee of the editorial department does not include non-human wizards. After we interview the centaurs or fish people, we can only find ways to open a few more meals. bill……"

Several young wizards from the Exoneration Hunting Team gathered in a shallow pit, talking in low voices. This shallow pit was the work of a previous thunder spell, and the bottom of the pit still exuded the burnt smell after a lightning strike, but at such a critical time, no one would care about such small details.

Zheng Qing did not participate in the discussion among his companions. He hid on the side of the black cat, his eyes unblinkingly paying attention to Zhu Si who was 'kidnapped' by the pure-blood Migo. One thought after another passed through his mind, wondering how to solve the problem. Get the little witch back.

Of course, there was another reason why he couldn't talk about it - after the specially-made rune gun was taken away by Ryoko Fukatsu, the fragile internal and external balance was suddenly broken. The forbidden spell breath extracted from the blue air mass has nowhere to vent, and it continues to overflow deep in the soul. As time goes by, it has spread over the entire heart lake.

He didn't know how long he could hold on.

The sudden appearance of other hunters from the Forgiveness Hunting Team unexpectedly strengthened his mental endurance, making him feel that he could last longer.

Therefore, although there was no plug, he kept his ears open and listened to other people's chatter - not participating in the discussion did not mean that he was blind to what was going on outside the window - he also heard Fatty Xin's complaints about the school's stinginess, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself After two clicks, my heart felt inexplicably lighter.

"Okay, don't go too far!"

Dylan interrupted Fatty Xin’s complaint and redirected the topic to the content related to the forbidden curse:

"This approach of the Dark Council is indeed very smart. Last summer, when Dark Blue Castle conducted illegal dimensional fluctuation experiments, many wizards in the school - including some of Dan Hager's prosecutors - suggested re-examining "The Forbidden Curse" Proliferation Treaty", thinking that someone in the alliance took advantage of the loopholes of the treaty... Now it seems that they have re-established an organization to circumvent the restrictions of the contract? What a cunning bunch of guys."

"I don't think the great wizards and legendary wizards of the Alliance would leave such big holes in the contract,"

Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and denied Dylan's guess, but he was also confused: "If just setting up an organization can conduct research on forbidden spells, then the Moon Council or the ancient families in the alliance will not be the first to do so." A university has been suppressing it for so long. There are not only a few forbidden spells in the entire wizarding world."

Zheng Qing finally couldn't help it and joined the discussion among his companions.

"So, they must be lying!"

The young public-funded student curled his lips without looking back and sneered at the words of the hairy Arch Druid: "If they really have forbidden spells, there is no need..."

At this point, the wizard immediately got stuck.

He suddenly realized that his possession of the Forbidden Curse Seed was still a secret and he could not tell his companions clearly. Naturally, there is no way to explain the "six-fingered" master of the Dark Parliament who covets him - if they really have a forbidden curse, why do they attack him again and again?

"Don't need anything?" the fat man asked urgently.

Zheng Qing choked, and finally answered in the face of the black cat's mocking eyes: "There is no need... there is no need to risk entering the black prison. They just need to find an abandoned world where both the alliance and the demons can watch the ceremony. That’s it!”

"Perhaps the Dark Council's forbidden spells are very restrictive," Dylan guessed: "I remember there are rumors that when the forbidden spell is used, it will consume the life of the legendary wizard... Maybe they don't want to waste a forbidden spell in a ruins."

"How did you hear so many rumors?" Zheng Qing glanced back at his companions and muttered in a low voice.

"And Xuanhuang Guo." Fatty Xin didn't hear the low-pitched murmur of the public-funded student, but pinched his chin and continued to add: "It would be even better if we could get some benefits while showing off our muscles... Damn it!”

The fat man glanced at Zheng Qing and cursed.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Jixin pressed Zheng Qing's shoulder and asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong with your eyes? Can you still see?"

Zheng Qing blinked, feeling that his companions were making a fuss: "It just turned red. It's not like you have never been red before... The old problem of irregular qi and blood is no big deal... Damn it!"

Dylan silently pulled out a mirror and blocked it in front of the public-funded student.

Then the wizard also cursed.

Zheng Qing saw the dark red eyes in the mirror at a glance, with two bright red traces slowly dripping from the corners of the eyes. He raised his hand and wiped it, which was a little smooth, and put it in front of his eyes. The bright red color on his fingertips was heart-stopping.

"Is this blood?" The boy murmured, as if he hadn't yet accepted the fact he saw.

"It's hilarious."

Fatty Xin snorted, lowered his head and began to search for various potions in the watch folder: "There are still people who don't know that they are going blind...Doctor, do you think this is a curse or a sign of poisoning?"

For curses, talisman water should be burned, and for poisoning, it is best to take the corresponding potion internally. Xiao Xiao opened Zheng Qing's eyelids, frowned, looked at it carefully, and did not answer for a while.

“You can’t go wrong with a little snake oil,” Dylan suggested from the side.

Snake oil is known as the 'panacea' and was used as a panacea in ancient potion records. Although there is no very strong theoretical support until modern times, many old-school wizards still firmly believe in the effectiveness of this potion.

Unlike the wizards who were in a hurry, the black cat immediately pressed its paws on the boy's wrist after noticing that Zheng Qing's eyes were bleeding, and then the cat's face wrinkled.

"Open your gray cloth bag!" it shouted sternly: "This is where the aura has escaped... Your Dharma book can replace that gun, hold on for a while!"