() The night slowly recedes, and the morning sun shrouded in mist dances on the horizon, revealing bright rays of light at dawn.
The loud and long reveille has been sounded one after another in the military camps in the Far North Fortress.
Xie Ning opened his eyes on time. The dim light of the morning light filtered in through the window lattice. The Mozhan Apartment Building, which had been quiet before, gradually became filled with excited voices.
He turned over and sat up, quickly started to tidy up the house, and started to wash up.
While brushing his teeth, his mind was still thinking about yesterday's strange dream.
It has been more than half a year since I came to the far north. I don’t know why, but it has been half a year since I woke up for the second time.
Occasionally, Xie Ning would still have that strange dream again and again when he went to bed at night. And in recent weeks, such strange dreams seemed to be becoming more and more frequent.
In his dreams, there was always a simple voice talking to him about messy things like soul, destination, separation, and encounter.
And his recollection was finally a little clearer, although it was not satisfactory - he only remembered those few intermittent and simple sounds, and the rest seemed to have been forgotten.
The strange thing is that he gradually discovered that every time he had this dream, he always felt refreshed, as if he was still practicing while asleep, and had made some progress - even faster than when he meditated.
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Fifteen minutes later, the majestic march of the Imperial Army sounded.
"Brother Ning, let's go." Huzi pulled Xiaosi past and greeted him by the way.
Xie Ning shook his head and tried his best to drive away the remaining chaotic thoughts in his mind - it was time to go out and line up for morning treatment.
"Good morning, Brother Ning, you're in a good mood today."
"Hello, Brother Ning."
"Hey Ningzi, I heard that you got a good magic core? Or from a magic bear? You're lucky."
"Brother Ning, I heard from the mistress that you showed great power that day. Hey, I got a magic core just after I went out. I heard it's quite big? Next time, I'll take my little brother with me. Please help me and form a team, Brother Ning.
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As he walked out, greetings kept ringing around him. Xie Ning also began to nod to people from time to time, chat a few words while walking, and sometimes laugh and curse a few times.
He is very popular in the Demon War - of course, excluding that annoying deputy platoon leader Wang Qiang.
Wang Qiang comes from a small mountain village in the Shannan Province of the Empire. Through hard training, he joined the army at the age of 20 and has reached the top level of fourth-level magic combat - although it is not as good as those children of aristocratic families or even those talented military students. But it is better than
Not enough, but more than enough compared to others.
At least he can be considered a genius among ordinary people, and his talents are much better than those of most ordinary people and even most magic warriors.
In fact, even for ordinary people, it is not particularly difficult for magic apprentices and magicians to advance.
There are always one level every year. The difficulty lies in the promotion from apprentice to magician, and from magician to magic warrior. Most ordinary people will be stuck in the process of advancing to the magic war throughout their lives.
In terms of levels - promotion and promotion are two completely different concepts! One is quantitative change, the other is qualitative change!
When an extraordinary person among ordinary people breaks through the ranks and becomes a demon warrior, the advancement speed will become slower than one level per year. But after being lucky enough to become a great devil warrior, the promotion speed will be close to sluggish - breaking through to the great devil warrior
The rank is close to the limit of most ordinary magic warriors.
Everyone's limit is different. Before reaching the limit, as long as there is blood and sweat, everything will come naturally. After reaching the limit, it becomes... break through the limit and raise the limit! At that time, blood and sweat, genius and luck are all lacking.
Not even one!
When he joined the army, Wang Qiang reluctantly passed the exam and became a member of the noble seed sequence of the Demon General Group, unlike the newcomers whose abilities were just above the line.
That means the ultimate star-level magic war! The rank of brigadier general! The extraordinary among the extraordinary! The genius among the ordinary people! The level is almost as different as that of the children of those soul-line families!
Moreover, he was directly promoted to a second lieutenant according to his Demon War level - although his position was only at the deputy platoon level, he still had a promising future, and he could be regarded as a golden phoenix flying out of their hometown.
Except for the old platoon leader, who was two levels ahead of him, no one in the platoon could compare with him. But the old platoon leader is already 28 years old! If he doesn't break through to become a great demon in the next few years, he should probably retire.
It's a child.
This is also the reason why Wang Qiang is not only the deputy platoon, but also selected into the seed sequence of the Demon General Regiment. But the old platoon leader is just a platoon leader.
Therefore, perhaps because he prides himself on being a genius among ordinary people, Wang Qiang is actually very annoying in the platoon.
He would hit or scold the magic warriors without saying a word. Even in front of people who were also demon warriors, he would always speak arrogantly. Relying on the fact that his magic warrior level was higher than others and his future was brighter than others.
He was simply walking sideways in the platoon. Even the old platoon leader didn't pay much attention to him.
"Hey, isn't this our great hero who was able to kill the demon pig with a single fireball a few days ago?" Ao arrived, and the person walking side by side with him and squinting at him was none other than Wang Qiang.
Wang Qiang glanced sideways at Xie Ning, feeling very unhappy.
This demon of the same age who joined the army with him, apart from the fact that his magic level has only just reached level two, is much worse than him. In other aspects, he is simply outclassed in every aspect.
He is always disliked by others, but Xie Ning is extremely popular both among the magic armored soldiers and the magic war.
Because a magic-armored soldier in Xie Ning's squad collided with him, he slapped the magic-armored soldier and scolded him a little.
This Xie Ning actually dared to confront him, and said angrily to the side, "You don't have the brand of aristocrat, but you are pretending to be aristocrat. Is he the illegitimate son of aristocrat? Lieutenant, your father is really wronged."
Wang Qiang didn't understand it at the time. Soon after he thought about it carefully, he was immediately furious. You are the illegitimate child! Your mother is the one stealing!
I am a member of the seed sequence of the demon general group, the emperor's second lieutenant, and the deputy platoon leader. I should reprimand a big-headed demon soldier who collided with me. Is this what I should do? Didn't you see that the platoon leader didn't say anything at the side? This is also useful.
You have to take care of me? Who are you? Are you trying to protect me? You are still my subordinate!
From then on, Wang Qiang began to find Xie Ning particularly unpleasant and targeted him everywhere. However, the boy was very slippery and it was difficult to catch him for a while. But he became more and more arrogant in front of him, which made him angry.
broken.
When he heard yesterday that Demon Zhan named Dong Sanping was preaching among the Demon Armored Soldiers about how powerful "Brother Ning" was, he became very angry at that time.
Who are you kidding? A fireball spell can instantly kill a mature demon pig? You have to draft something to brag? Even I, with the magical energy intensity of the fourth-level peak demon battle, can hardly achieve this! He has that level and still needs it.
To be a non-commissioned officer? You have long been an officer like me.
"What's wrong? It seems that the deputy platoon master has a problem with me because of what happened that day? I killed a pig that day. Could it be some kind of relative of yours... Ah, that's really sorry." Xie Ning responded coldly.
road.
Suddenly there was a burst of roaring laughter.
Wang Qiang was so angry that his mouth trembled: "What's the point of talking nonsense? Who doesn't know how to brag? Come and practice with me if you have the guts!"
"Master Deputy Platoon, are you thinking too much? The imperial regulations clearly stipulate that private fighting is prohibited in the army. Well, even if it is sparring, unless there are special reasons agreed by both parties, it is forbidden to practice magic combat above one level. What,
The deputy platoon master is planning to set a precedent for a generation, so that the emperor's non-battle damage will be greater than the damage during war?"
Huzi on the other side took over the conversation with great interest. This guy looked rough and honest, but in fact he was also a corrupt master who was worried about the world being in chaos.
"It would be easier if there wasn't that military rule, but I still feel a little bad. It doesn't really matter if I hurt you. The key is that your great seed sequence members of the Demon General Group are not even comparable to the Demon Pig.
There is no magic core."
Loud laughter rang out, and there were even a few cheers from the crowd. Huzi couldn't help but clasp his fists and wink in all directions.
Wang Qiang's face had turned red and he was about to have a seizure when a stern voice came over.
"What are you making a fuss about? Are you itching? We're about to queue up, don't you know?"
"Company Lieutenant, them! They!" Wang Qiang, who turned his head and saw the incoming people, was overjoyed: "They have no superiors, and they wantonly attack the seed members of our Demon General Regiment and insult our Demon General——"
"They insulted the Demon Generals, are you going to insult the Demon Generals too?" Huang Mingguang, the deputy commander of the first company, stopped him sternly.
"As a member of the seed sequence of the Demon General Group, as a noble among the Demon Warriors, why don't you save some dignity for yourself? You are not afraid of losing us Demon Warriors when you are arguing with a group of low-level Demon Warriors who don't know the heights of the world, are very good at bragging, and only know how to talk.
The face of the group’s seed sequence? Get over here immediately and line up!”
"Yes!" Wang Qiang stood at attention with his chest raised and glanced at Xie Ning proudly.
Then, Huang Mingguang's gloomy gaze swept over Xie Ning's and his friends' faces one by one, especially lingering on Xie Ning's face for a long time. Without saying anything, he turned around and left.
A word that is neither yin nor yang floats slowly in the wind.
"Fireball has the effect of Pyroblast. Some fifth-level magic war skills that have been missed by the Demon Generals' seed sequence are amazing. I estimate that the entire army will know about them in a few days. I just hope that after a while, the magic power level of the army will be annual."
When testing, he can also blow up those detectors with his mouth. Otherwise, we really can't afford to be embarrassed like this!"
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"Boy, don't think you can escape every time. Wait, I will have a fight with you when I get the chance. When the time comes, I will let you, a trash demon who only knows how to eat with your mouth, fight.
, know what the power of genius is! Know who should be provoked and who should not be provoked!"
When Wang Qiang passed by Xie Ning, he whispered quietly. Then, he sneered and walked away.