Chapter 2970 Extra 18 Wanted Order

Two are better than one, for they have a good reward for their labor. If one falls, the other can help his companion up. But woe is the man who falls alone, and has no one to help him up.

——Ecclesiastes 4:9-12

A faint mist enveloped the dense forest, smearing patches of slightly whitish spots on the thick dark green. A peregrine falcon cruising in the sky folded its wings and swooped down, accurately and silently passing through the gap between the thick treetops, landing on the shoulder of a black-robed wizard, nodding slightly.

Black robe and face-eliminating mask.

This is the standard equipment of the special tactical team of the First University Assistant Teaching Corps.

The black-robed wizard took out the mobile phone in his arms and skillfully typed out a string of messages - confirm the target, act according to the plan - and soon, one reply after another flashed silently on the screen.

Received!

Received!

Received!

Received!

Received!

Since the battle preparation stage has already begun, the black-robed wizard could only take a last look at the exquisite machine in his hand with a little regret, and then threw it on the ground.

To be honest, the communication equipment of the white men is indeed easy to use. It does not consume any magic power, and it hardly produces any magic power fluctuations, which can conceal the hunters' breath to the greatest extent.

The only disadvantage is that they are also very resistant to magic power. When exposed to the environment of magic power, the core will be damaged at the least, and the machine will explode at the worst. Therefore, when the tactical team performs tasks, they can only use them as disposable items outside the battlefield.

The falcon on his shoulder jumped lightly and disappeared quietly in the woods again.

The black-robed wizard turned and sank into the shade of the trees.

Soon, a crooked forest hut appeared in his field of vision. There was no fence around the house, only a circle of tall, tangled castor hedges. Outside the fence, there was a small patch of blooming red spider lilies, and inside the fence, it was full of dark purple mandrakes.

Unlike these products of natural state, the hut is particularly ugly. The walls are covered with vines and mosses, and there are even a few brightly colored mushrooms growing under the eaves. The roof is made of pieces of bark of varying thickness. There is no chimney, only a black hole smoked by smoke, embedded in the side of the house, like a deep eyeball, looking at the forest gloomily.

Under the Tyndall effect, beams of light pass through the gaps between the leaves and fall on this open space, like car lights in the rain and fog, and like spotlights on the stage, making this open space more and more bizarre, waiting for the actors to come on stage.

He stopped and squinted his eyes to look around, and soon saw the figures of his companions in several other directions of the hut.

The hunters exchanged gestures with each other.

——No magic trap was triggered!

——No magic alarm was found!

——Confirm that the target is still in the house!

——The six-door golden lock array is ready!

——Fifty meters approaching... start moving!

The wild flower sperm with red skin lazily lay in the sea of ​​red spider lilies, squinting his eyes and weakly looking at the tall figures passing by in a hurry; the ferocious-looking castor grass sperm poked its head out from between the fences, staring fiercely at the invaders, opening its mouth, as if it wanted to roar intimidation.

The next second, its head exploded with a "pop".

The black-robed leader's scalp numbed - this was not done by them, it was very likely that they exploded directly because of the approach of a strange wizard - in other words, the target in the house had probably discovered their existence.

"Stop the raid!"

"Execute the third plan!"

"Deploy the six golden locks on the spot!"

The short and powerful command was accompanied by a series of subtle explosions. Almost at the same time, a large light golden net fell from the sky, tightly wrapping the entire hut, and the six hunters of the hunting team controlled the nodes of this large net.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Dull explosions were heard from the doors, windows and chimneys. The shabby hut groaned in pain amidst the violent fluctuations of magic power, and it seemed that it would completely collapse in the next second.

But it finally held on.

The whole process lasted only a very short time. The black-robed leader breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at the hut so close in front of him, he was a little annoyed.

The good news was that they did not give the target a chance to escape.

The bad news was that in order to maintain the six-door golden lock formation, they had to stay where they were, which meant that they needed to call for support. No one would be in a good mood if the credit they had was forced to share with other teams.

Pah!

The pale blue fireball disappeared in front of the face-eliminating mask with a message for help.

Squeak!

The door of the cabin was pushed open from the inside.

A tall figure bent over, holding the door, and walked out slowly. He had pale skin, a shabby robe, and thick blond hair tangled together, and it was almost impossible to see the original color. He stood in the sunlight beam of Tyndall, squinted his eyes, raised his hand to shade his eyes, as if he had lived in darkness for a long time and had not seen the sun for a long time.

"School? You came quite quickly... It's a pity for Gan Ning's group of tree spirits."

The owner of the house finally saw the black robes with face-disappearing masks outside the golden grid, and a trace of realization appeared on his face. Then he shook his head and muttered: "How can a hunting team have six people? It's really ridiculous."

Outside the magic circle.

The leader in black robe looked at the extremely unfamiliar figure in front of him with complex eyes, took out a roll of parchment from his arms, unfolded it, and compared it with the figure who was far away from his impression.

Wanted (Class A) Thomas

——Former teaching assistant at First University, registered wizard level.

——Suspected of kidnapping, leaking secrets, illegal body modification, black magic experiments, participating in organizing an illegal wizard group, stealing a model from the edge of First University and escaping. Under special conditions, he has the combat power of a great wizard level.

——Height 190cm, weight 80kg, blond hair, blue eyes, Germanic.

——B-level and below hunting teams are prohibited from approaching!

——For the hunting team that successfully kills the target, the Demon Hunting Fund of the First University will reward 500 jade coins; the Trident Sword Wanted Fund will reward 500 jade coins; the Wizards Alliance registered hunting team points will be increased by 300 points.

——Attachment ①, photo of Thomas

——Attachment ②, Thomas is good at magic and listed as follows...

The most accurate magic power fluctuations of the target are recorded on the wanted poster. The comparison is consistent and conclusive.

"Thomas."

His tone was a little harsh: "Just let us go...you know the rules of the school. If you follow us, the worst you can do is to go to a black prison. With your identity, you can apply to be a jailer there. If the person who comes today is a three-pronged sword or Other hunting groups may not be so easy to talk to.”

The owner of the cabin - or Thomas - ignored the persuasion to surrender, and instead asked curiously: "How did you avoid my monitoring magic? Theoretically, any slight fluctuation of magic power within a radius of three miles will be detected. I issue a warning."