Magic!

Hua Hua Hua.

When the huge dimensional gate is fully expanded, seawater spurts out under the influence of the pressure of the deep sea.

The traveler, who was completely unprepared and did not use extraordinary strength to defend himself, was shot by the rushing water column from behind, and his whole body was blown away by the rapids. He did not know where to fly.

Russell, who had taken his companions to the side in advance, felt the water splashing on his face, looked at the high-pressure water column shot from the dimensional door, and moved his toes slightly to close the dimensional door.

When Russell just cast the dimensional gate spell, he was indeed targeting the exit of the hunting competition examination room in this forest, which was guarded by a dedicated teacher.

But when the traveler used his own ability to affect the dimensional gate, causing it to open only slowly, Russell knew that he might not be able to wait until the dimensional gate truly opened.

He forcibly consumed a large amount of spiritual energy, repositioned the coordinates on the other side of the dimensional door, and turned the door originally used for escape into a weapon to attack the enemy!

"Knocked away a fourth-year powerful man. Let's leave quickly..."

Russell gasped violently and forced his eyelids open, feeling dizzy reverberating in his head.

His spiritual energy has long been exhausted and overdrawn, and he relies entirely on the spiritual energy that was temporarily enhanced by the secret blood potion.

God knows what will happen after the temporary upgrade increases the blue bar limit and overdraws this part of the blue bar when the level drops... Such questions flashed through Russell's mind, but he had no time to think about it.

While the travelers were being knocked away, Clara waved her tentacles, trying to make the four people invisible.

At this moment, a black ray flashed in front of Clara.

Russell fell to the ground with a plop, as if every cell was drained of strength. The severe fatigue not only filled the physical body, but also caused the spiritual body to fall into a state of malaise, making it difficult to mobilize even a trace of spiritual energy.

This is the dark magic that Clara once suffered from, the exhaustion ray.

But this time the caster was a true third-year powerhouse, and the best among the third-year students in the High School.

Black Rose walked towards Russell and the other four people step by step. The undead and life department senior had a crazy smile on her face:

"This hunt has been quite fruitful."

Clara mustered up her courage and waved her tentacles at Black Rose to express her threat.

But this lady wearing gorgeous clothes, heavy lipstick, and heavy makeup still stepped forward step by step. There was a strong darkness gathering at her fingertips, and the next black magic was ready to strike.

In the sound of three whooshing sounds, three shadows were outlined beside Russell, protecting their master.

Wind chimes, sleep demons, skull sculptors.

Black Rose remained unmoved, but gently raised her left hand, which emitted a faint blue light, and clenched her fist towards the three spirits.

Spiritualism·Consult spirits!

The three spirits felt a huge pressure pressing on them at the same time, and the majestic force compressed all three spirits back into the mobile magic weapon.

If it were in its prime state, the wind chime, the highest among the three contracted spirits, might still be able to try to struggle. But after successive battles, the energy of the wind chime's soul was consumed too much, and it had already faded so much that it was so transparent that it was almost invisible.

Black Rose smiled at Russell and others on the ground, raised her right hand with a black shadow, and pointed her index finger forward to release the next black magic.

"How's it going? Young man, do you need my help?"

A familiar voice sounded in Russell's mind.

The voice of Demon King Xiao Ming.

Before this forest hunting competition, Russell specifically told Demon King Xiao Ming not to participate in the entire actual combat assessment. On the one hand, this is because Russell is confident that he can pass the actual combat assessment on his own; on the other hand, it is because the secret sealed in his heart by the Demon King is still only known to the principal and some teachers, so it is best not to let other students know!

But now, things are different!

Russell felt that his heart was extremely hot and pounding, and the power of the Demon King was about to be projected to the outside world.

…

In a foggy space parallel to the real world.

The boys and girls in strange clothes looked at Black Rose, who was approaching Clara, Russell and others in the real world.

"Although there were some incidents, everything went according to plan." The young man wearing a colorful mask smiled, his voice layered with illusion.

"Next, it's time for us, the despised cultists, to appear." The girl next to her also said in an ethereal voice.

The two weirdos walked forward at the same time, letting their bodies gradually appear in the real world.

…

In the real world.

Just as Black Rose was about to cast a spell, she saw two figures outlined in front of her, blocking her face.

They were two weirdos with weird clothes, and the color matching of their clothes was enough to make people complain for years. Their clothes seemed to be made up of several different color blocks, and they wore ugly masks smeared with watercolors.

Russell barely opened his eyelids and saw the backs of the two weirdos. He was a little stunned. One question after another flashed through his mind:

"Are they the weirdos that Starfire mentioned? Are they the ones who have been spying on us last night? Who are they? What is their purpose of interfering with this forest hunting competition?"

At this time, Russell felt his dimensional pocket move, and a young female voice came from inside:

"Can you let my head out? It's too stuffy in here."

Russell immediately understood that this was the Starfire that had been stuffed into the Dimensional pocket—Starfire’s head, to be exact—who had woken up.

The deceased Russell raised his hand to touch his pocket, but found that his whole body was as if filled with lead, heavy and difficult to move.

However, the kind-hearted Clara still stretched out two tentacles, opened Russell's dimensional belt bag, and took out Starfire's head.

Because she felt weird holding a human head, Clara tried to put Starfire's head back on her neck, but failed several times.

"It's okay, Clara. I just hold my head."

Starfire's body was not immobilized by the separation of the head. She raised her hands to hold her head to prevent it from accidentally rolling off her neck.

"Sister Xinghuo is holding her own head like this, it looks so funny," said Subway, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground watching the show.

"Subway, when did you wake up?" Russell opened his mouth, intending to ask, but he was so exhausted that his vocal cords could hardly vibrate.

"I just woke up too. With my level of spiritual cultivation, the coma caused by the soul-stirring technique won't last long." Subway seemed to know what Russell was going to ask and shrugged.

As a result, Subway, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, Russell who barely moved his eyes, Starfire who was sitting with his head in his hands, and Clara who was in the best condition, all looked at the Black Rose who was pressing forward step by step, and the ones blocking the way. Two weirdos before them.

"Are those two weirdos... protecting us?" Subway muttered.

"But this is too strange. Aren't the two of them responsible for all the strange things in this forest hunting competition?" Xinghuo, who was holding his own head, lowered his head and whispered, because the movement of lowering his head was too big. The connection between the head and the neck is a bit out of place.

Black Rose looked at the two weirdos in front of her with interest:

"Who are you? Are you also a contestant? Are you trying to stop my hunt?"

The two weirdos spoke in unison, each word completely overlapping:

"Don't go any further, we won't let you hurt Miss Clara!"