High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 898 - 246 Min Tianjiwei

Chapter 898: Chapter 246 Min Tianjiwei"Wait, wait!"

The Rat Wizard raised its paw, shouting, trying to stop Su Shijun’s next action—a Protect Legal Formation with the threat of a genuine Big Wizard was indeed a real concern. Even though it was merely an avatar of the Rat Immortal and did not possess an actual soul, the fear stemming from the depths of life still made it tremble when faced with the entity known as ’Death’.

Su Shijun lowered her head, looking indifferently at the four shadows trapped in a dilemma.

She was very shrewd, not attempting to lift the black masks off the faces of the ’poachers,’ nor did she think to capture them and hand them over to the Trident Sword for further investigation—tracking was the Hunters’ job, she was just a re

"Fifteen seconds," Su Shijun raised a finger, held it up in front of her, and then slowly leveled it, pointing it at the Rat Wizard below. Her fingertip circled over several dark figures before finally resting on the ’poacher’ clad in sunglasses and a cloak impervious to the wind, "Killing you four may take me ten minutes... but killing a completely bound prey takes just fifteen seconds."

Before the words were even finished, the three fox tails struck the unfortunate man in sunglasses with a combined force.

"Bang!"

Under the external force, the black robe on the man in sunglasses exploded, revealing his robust upper body and a face full of malevolence. His body was covered with black magic patterns, extending up his shoulders, neck, and creeping onto his cheeks.

But those magic patterns weren’t the most eye-catching detail.

The most striking feature was the ’poacher’s’ eyes.

They were a pair of crimson, violent, yet utterly emotionless eyes.

"Heh... as expected." Su Shijun lifted her arm, and a Law Book, which had appeared before her at some unknown time, was floating in mid-air, slowly turning pages, "Min! Tian! Ji! Wei!"

"Boom!"

The entire space was engulfed in a wild surge of power that took a long time to subside.

The Rat Wizard hugged his head, burying almost half of his body into the ground, and then concentrated all his magic power to construct layer upon layer of protective shields behind him to barely avoid injury from the raging force.

After a while.

When the atmosphere outside gradually calmed down, the Rat Wizard finally carefully poked out half of his head from the ground.

All was clean to the eye.

There was no snow, no trees, no shrubs, no vine-made cages, no green spaces sealing off the area.

All that remained was a charred, slightly stinky piece of ground.

And wisps of grayish-white smoke, slowly rising from the land, disappearing into the heavy night sky.

"Where are they?" asked the Rat Wizard as he perked up his ears and looked around.

"Over here... cough cough!" Duke Milton’s hoarse voice sounded not far away.