High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 609 - 278: Walk Hesitant_1

Chapter 609: Chapter 278: Walk Hesitant_1

After the golden runes shattered, they transformed into a rain of light, gently falling from the sky.

The Bull Demon bathed in this golden rain, its body adorned with strands of broken vines, tail flicking, left front hoof pawing at the ground, staring directly at Zheng Qing who was standing on the hill with a gaze filled with infinite longing and greed.

"Moo!!"

With a roar, the Bull Demon lowered its head, swung its tail, and charged towards the hill like a rumbling tank.

"It’s really spirited." Xiao Xiao sat crookedly among the grass, his face deathly pale and his expression listless.

Although he had reasonably some anticipation, the Bull Demon forcibly breaking out of its cage and freeing itself from its bindings still brought about a significant backlash.

Zheng Qing had no time to respond to the doctor’s lament.

He looked tense, staring seriously at the trotting steps of the Bull Demon, raising his hand high.

"Three, two, one.... Begin the incantation!" Zheng Qing swung his arm down forcefully.

Zhang Ji Xin and Xin Fat Man, who were already prepared, almost simultaneously took a step forward, raised their Law Books, and shouted in unison:

"Walk Hesitant! Teeter at the center!"

Two beams of cyan light rose suddenly from their Law Books, joining together in mid-air to form a halo, scattering forward. After receiving this hint of cyan, the grassy land, which was already lush, appeared to gain a touch of vitality, suddenly giving people a feeling of lush waves.

This wave of ’lush waves’ quickly submerged the position of the Bull Demon.

The hoofbeats rumbling, the momentum of the formidable Bull Demon falling into it, suddenly as if sticking into a mire. Then the red in its eyes markedly diminished, moving its hooves seemed a bit more hesitant and uneasy.

The initial spell took effect, instantly giving both men a boost in confidence.

"Walk Hesitant! Center Drunken!"

Zhang Ji Xin and Xin Fat Man took another step forward, shouting the second part of the incantation in unison.

This time, a yellow-green light rose from their Law Books. After receiving the second part of the curse, the Bull Demon, which was already sluggish and unsettled, walked even slower, and began to wobble as if drunk.

"Walk Hesitant! Center is Choked!"

After the third part of the curse, the red in the Bull Demon’s eyes was scattered, its mouth involuntarily opened up, saliva uncontrollably dripping down. At the same time, its two front legs bent, the huge body slowly leaned forward and knelt before the Absolution Hunting Team.

Although a trace of struggle could still be seen in its eyes, under the effect of magic, this trace of struggle soon vanished into thin air.

The Languid Curse is a spell that wizards often use on the hunting ground.

The first part of this spell slows down the enemy’s movement speed while confusing their spirit, making them unsettled; followed by the second part of the spell, causing the enemy to feel dazed, weak, and even delirious like after getting drunk, making them lose their execution power; the third part of the spell causes heart palpitations and increases their feelings of weakness.

During the first war between wizards and demons, the Languid Curse had an amazing effect.

The Wild Demon armies driven by the great demons fell one after another in front of the few wizards defending the front line of the Dark Forest. The repeated use of the Languid Curse caused serious ’inertia factors’ in the entire battleground. Even many wizards became confused and at a loss in this environment.

Even tens of years after the war, not a blade of grass grew in this battle area — many old wizards who had participated in the war insisted that every particle of soil there had been moistened by the Languid Curse, and had become too lazy to grow anything.

Of course, for the Absolution hunters who have been in school for less than half a year, at most, the Charm Spells they use could only make one or two Wild Demons feel restless and breathless while their limbs are weak and soft, unable to walk effectively. It’s absolutely impossible for them to change the natural environment of a whole area.

Seeing the bull demon ’keep a low profile’, Zheng Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A few minutes ago, the way this beastly bull looked at him was absolutely hair-raising. His intuition told him that this bull really wanted to swallow him whole, at any cost.

Luckily, the heavens didn’t grant the bull’s wish.

The team leader of the Absolution hunting team took two steps forward, opened the Law Book, and chanted:

"I Ma Hui Tui!"

"I’m a Dark Yellow Horse!"

These two spells mainly cause blindness and soften the legs. Combined with the previously cast ’Decadent Curse’, they also produce a certain sleep effect. This is a tactic privately taught by Deng Xiaojian to the Absolution hunting team.

"Sword, rise!"

A clear shout broke the brief tranquility on the hill.

Blue Bird appeared not far in front of the bull demon, his right hand vertical to his chest, fingers bending and stretching, his left hand holding the sword sheath at his side, and he softly shouted: "Chop Style!"

Behind him, a faintly blue line materialized out of nowhere and quickly depicted the shape of a long sword, and in a twinkling of an eye, a blurry silhouette of a sword materialized.

Then this sword shadow jumped up in the vacant space and, following the Swordsman’s command, spun lightly in the air a few times, before slashing towards the bull demon which was kneeling on the ground.

This was the final step previously planned and arranged by Zheng Qing in China.

Once the Wild Demon was controlled by the spells, Blue Bird would use his sword skill to decapitate the demon. This was also supported by historical experience. Numerous hunters had proven to the future Wizards through practical experience, that if you don’t chop off the head of a demon during a hunt, never trust that the demon is dead.

More than one demon had revived after supposedly being ’killed’ and had even become more powerful. Consequently, the concept of a ’death spell’ is rarely pedaled by wizards today.

Of course, Forbidden Curses are an exception.

Midair, the grey sword shadow was just wafting towards the bull demon. Just then, a beam of golden light suddenly burst forth from Zhang Ji Xin’s arms, hitting the sword shadow and sending it askew, and within the blink of an eye, darted into the bull demon’s ear.

This sudden preemption made the hunters of Absolution freeze on the spot for a moment.

Blue Bird was no exception.

It was evident that his shock was even greater than the other hunters’.

"Oh, oh, oh!" The lead hunter from Absolution fumbled in his arms and immediately called out with sudden realization: "It’s that little thing!... The Flying Centipede, you remember, the one we bought at the Wandering Bar."

"Flying Centipede?" Xin Fat Man raised his eyebrows: "I remember it needs a lot of time for refinement..."

"According to the Wandering Wizard, it takes forty-nine days of refinement and it needs to be fed my blood." Zhang Ji Xin wrinkled his nose, took out the little box from his chest with a triumphant look all over his face and flaunted it in front of his companions: "But my brother helped me ask around at the Zhou Family of Shaoxing, found a shortcut, and it was ready last week."

"I thought this little thing would sleep in the box for a while, but I didn’t expect it to come out now."

"It’s probably been a long time since it last fed, it must be starving." Xin Fat Man hummed empathetically.