Chapter 2: The blood and glory of the imperial magic war!
() The girl had closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to see the scene of blood flying in front of her.
This passenger looks quite smart, why is he so stubborn? She thought sadly in her heart.
There was neither the expected explosion nor the expected scream, she only heard bursts of hissing and air-conditioning sounds.
Curiously, he bravely opened his eyes and saw that the magic crystal gun was still pointed at the young man's forehead, but the big man holding the gun was sweating profusely, and even the hand holding the gun was shaking.
But in front of the young man's forehead, he could faintly see a wave of ripples passing by. A warhead whose kinetic energy was completely offset by the magic armor, and did not even receive the proper collision, thus not triggering the magic energy explosion, fell. It fell in front of the young man.
There was a clanging sound on the ground.
"Demon, demon war?" The big man holding a gun with cold sweat on his face suddenly said with difficulty.
The middle-aged Yinjiu's face also became serious: "Friend——"
The screams rang out, and all I could see was that the big man with the gun had lost his gun and was rolling on the ground screaming.
Oh, it shouldn't be said that he dropped the gun, but that the gun dropped him, because... his arm holding the gun was cut off by the roots with a slight movement of the young man's hand in an instant!
"The magic energy is released, the magic energy is infused! It is indeed a magic war!" The middle-aged Yinjiu's face changed drastically, and he said through gritted teeth.
"The body has strength, but it is not used to always be prepared to resist foreigners, nor to protect the country and the nation. Instead, it is used to commit evil and torture the compatriots... It is an unpardonable crime, and it is worthy of death!" The young man said coldly, shaking his fingertips.
——There were still a few drops of blood hanging on it. He actually used a small fingertip to remove the big man's arm!
The middle-aged Yinjiu glanced at the big man rolling on the ground with his arms folded, and suddenly motioned to the people behind him to help him up. There was a flash of light on his hand, and a pungent burnt smell came out.
, the big man's severed arm where blood was pouring out was suddenly blackened, but the bleeding stopped. He knocked out the screaming big man again with a knife, and then turned to the young man.
"Friend, since we are all fighting against the devil, I won't bother you in this section of the carriage. Xiao Wu offended you today because he was too blind to recognize Taishan. Now he has received the punishment he deserves. We owe nothing to each other.
,How about we just say goodbye?"
"What if I still say no?" The young man continued with an indifferent expression.
When the middle-aged Yin Jiu heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and his face quickly turned cold. He stared at the young man and said viciously: "Then it depends on whether you want to kill me or whether I want to kill you.
My life is on the line! My friend, this is all a war between demons. For a few civilian ants, are we really going to end up in a situation where both sides will lose or we will die?"
The young man looked at the middle-aged vulture and said nothing, but there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.
"For thousands of years, the Empire has fought against demons, living to protect our compatriots, and dying to protect our compatriots!"
He stared at the middle-aged Yinqiu coldly and spoke word by word.
The middle-aged Yinjiu stared at the young man for a few more times, with a flash of anger in his eyes. He nodded, turned around and told the big men behind him: "Stay back. To deal with the demon war in such a small space, just use a gun.
You are looking for death, not to mention that you may accidentally hurt me."
"Stop! Put down the gun and step back." The young man said coldly: "Stay far away. I'm afraid that if I knock you down, you will be trapped by your men. I can't stand in such a small space.
There are several standard high-power magic crystal guns in the distance."
"So, if you don't do it, I will kill them first before fighting you! Or, if you have the guts, just ask them to kill us both?"
The middle-aged Yinjiu's expression changed, and after a few seconds, he finally waved his hand behind him.
The big men looked at each other, put down their guns as instructed, and all stepped back ten steps.
Immediately, a hint of ferocity appeared on Yin Jiu's middle-aged face. He suddenly pulled out a dagger, and with a buzzing sound, the dagger was already filled with a hazy feeling as if his vision was distorted - it was infused with magic energy.
Effect.
Demonic armor-piercing dagger? The young man's expression also became dignified.
At the same time, he gestured to the girl behind him who seemed stunned and seemed to be looking at him with admiration. He led the passengers to the other end of the carriage. With a solemn look on his face, he raised another finger, where the same mist began to form.
Possessed.
I saw the middle-aged vulture let out a low cry and suddenly rushed over. The magic dagger flashed a hazy trajectory in the air and slashed towards the young man's neck. The young man stepped aside and quickly moved his fingertips towards the dagger.
The side of the blade was touched. A faint ripple suddenly spread out at the junction of the dagger and the fingertip.
For some reason, the middle-aged Yin Jiu shook his hand, and the dagger suddenly shot up into the sky and plunged straight into the roof of the carriage, its tail still buzzing and trembling.
The middle-aged Yinjiu jumped out of the battle circle at the first touch, shouting in surprise and anger: "Standard level two magic battle? Peak level two magic battle?"
"Newly promoted to the second-level demon battle?" A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth: "I'm going to catch you without any effort."
"Don't be complacent. There is no level suppression. They are all level two. Even if you are at the top, your magic power is only slightly deeper and stronger than my magic power." The middle-aged Yinjiu gave a sinister smile and said from his arms.
When I touched it, it turned out to be a magic crystal gun!
"I don't believe it. Your magic energy is so much that it can support the consumption of fighting with me at the same time, and you can also use part of it to block all bullets!" The middle-aged Yinjiu said with a smile.
The big men behind the middle-aged Yinjiu laughed ferociously, and at the same time there was a cry of exclamation from the crowd watching in the distance. The girl in the dining car looked at the young man worriedly, her hands were clenched until the knuckles turned white. The sharp nails were even prickly.
She had no idea that her palm was broken, and she could only look at the tall and tall young man in the distance.
"Despicable!" The young man reprimanded in a deep voice and quickly jumped on him.
The middle-aged Yin Jiu also came forward to greet him, and saw ripples of fierce collisions of magic energy reverberating around the small carriage.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged dozens of moves.
The magic crystal gun in the middle-aged man's hand made a banging sound from time to time, causing ripples on the young man's magic armor again and again. The magic crystal warheads that could not explode because of the kinetic energy offset by the magic armor fell on the ground one after another.
The ground makes a crisp sound.
A little sweat gradually began to overflow from the young man's forehead, and he began to feel anxious.
He is just a standard second-level magic warrior. This man has a gun. If he continues to use it like this, I am afraid that he will be the first to run out of magic energy!
But the two of them were of the same level, and the intensity of their magic energy was about the same, and they were in such a small space. He was visiting relatives and returning home, so he didn't bring any magic weapon that could assist armor-breaking to a certain extent. In addition to fighting with fists and feet to consume magic energy,
There seems to be no other way.
Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, the young man felt a different kind of vibration coming from the depths of his soul!
The young man's eyes suddenly brightened up. When he saw the middle-aged Yin Vulture punching his left shoulder, he actually ignored it and did not dodge. He pointed the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together and punched the middle-aged Yin Vulture's chest.
The middle-aged Yinjiu sneered, "I'm worried that I won't have a chance to fight, so it's really the best thing for you to fight against me like this."
While he mobilized the magic armor on his chest for defense, he made a fist with his right hand, protruding his middle knuckle, and struck hard at the young man's left shoulder! By the way, he shot the young man's chest with his left hand.
As the dull sound of gunfire rang out, two flying figures were seen passing each other in the blink of an eye, and two muffled groans came out at the same time.
The girl in the dining car in the distance suddenly clenched her hands tightly, and even scratched her palms with her sharp nails. However, she had no idea that blood gradually flowed out from between her fingers. She looked at the young man worriedly, and he was already
exclaimed in surprise.
The figure stood still. The young man was facing the tourists, with his back to the middle-aged vulture. He stooped slightly and gasped for air. His right hand was holding his left shoulder, his face was trembling slightly, and he was covered in cold sweat.
.In the grip of his right hand, blood was gradually flowing down, and his left shoulder was stained with blood!
Was he injured? Was he defeated? The girl thought with a pale face. Unknowingly, her eyes suddenly filled with tears.
Suddenly, she heard another muffled sound. When she looked closely, she saw a black figure behind the young man slowly falling down and lying on the ground, lifeless. Gradually, a strong smell of blood spread.
come out.
The young man suddenly turned around, walked forward, and shouted sternly: "Hold your heads, squat down, and wait for the police to come over! Anyone who dares to move will have such a person!"
The girl looked up with all her strength.
Following the footsteps of the young man, the black shadow lying on the ground slowly appeared - it was actually the middle-aged vulture!
At this time, he was lying in a pool of blood. A huge hole in his chest indicated that he was not far from death. His hands and feet were twitching from time to time, and his wide-open eyes looked straight at the young man, filled with despair.
Confidence.
"Both... we are both second-level, second-level demon warriors. You, how could you be so... so easy to break my armor... with just your fingers..." He said with difficulty.
The young man turned around and smiled, but said nothing.
"I'm sorry, the second uncle Moxian at home is out for a stroll again."
He said in a low voice.
When the passengers who came after hearing the news took away the gangsters and cleaned the carriage, the whole carriage became calm again.
Amidst the countless thanks from everyone who was frightened and scared, the young man smiled and declined the request of the commander Yu to apply for a commendation for him. He went to the washroom to wash his hands, changed some clothes, and
He sat on that chair. His right hand kept rubbing his left shoulder gently.
Although the blood on his hands just now belonged to the gangster, he did suffer some injuries. When he took off his clothes just now, he checked and found that his left shoulder was already swollen. The big man's last punch...
But it also broke through his armor, which had been exhausted of magic energy. However, the magic energy contained in that punch was also exhausted at the same time as it broke the armor. As a result, it only caused him some physical damage.
He had already consumed a lot of his magic energy, but at that moment, the magic string that appeared several times a month resonated again, draining his magic energy almost instantly.
"Are you...are you an imperial magic war officer?" At some point, the girl from the dining car quietly came to him and asked curiously.
"How do you know?" The young man looked at her with interest.
"I heard from the conversation you just had." The girl winked playfully.
After thinking about it, she added: "Actually, I suspected you from the beginning. You are about the same age as me, but you can practice your proficiency in using magic energy by releasing it at will. We only
The magic energy blessing and the magic energy armor on the body, and the magic energy apprentices and magicians who can only build the magic energy sequence outside the body cannot do it."
"I think that only if you can at least put the magic energy directly outside the body without the constraints of the magic energy sequence, and cast the magic energy infusion on foreign objects, that is, you can officially enter the imperial magic war at the level of magic war, or you can step into the great demon war.
Only those legendary geniuses at the battle level - Royal Magic War Cadets can do this."
Seeing that the other party seemed to acquiesce, the little girl explained with a hint of respect and curiosity in her eyes.
"What about the Star Demonic War, the Earth Demonic War, the Sky Demonic War, the Sky Demonic War, and the Star Demonic War?" the young man said with a smile.
"Then...then you are a god. You are not yet twenty?" The little girl stuck out her tongue.
"Well... I'm considered an Imperial Demon Warrior - but I'm not an officer, I'm just a low-level non-commissioned officer. As you heard, I'm only level two." The young man thought for a while and said.
"Thank you for standing up and protecting us. Salute to you, our great warrior." The little girl's eyes lit up, she tried her best to hold up her chest, and said solemnly.
"Haha..." The young man laughed, and the haze between his eyebrows seemed to be dispersed a lot by the cute girl in front of him: "The first sentence is okay, but the second sentence is Taizu's speech to the emperor at the founding ceremony of the empire.
The squadron of magic warriors in the military parade shouted, but you are just a flight attendant, so how can you..."
The young man winked at the other party narrowly.
"No, it's not." The little girl's face turned red and she began to explain hurriedly.
"I just think that sentence is the voice of our, um, people. Without the sacrifices of the Imperial Demon War, there would be nothing for us ordinary people. I am just grateful, grateful for your sacrifices to enslave China from the darkness of the barbarians.
We are rescued by your Majesty, and we are grateful that because of your protection, we are safe and happy. Yes, I am really just grateful, and I do not mean to imitate His Majesty Taizu."
The young man chuckled: "Okay, little sister, I'm just joking with you. As citizens of the empire and both descendants of China, we have different divisions of labor and everyone is equal - this is also what Taizu said. So his words
Of course we can talk about it. But you can just chat with me here and don’t have to work?" He pointed to the dining car.
"Ah? Ah, of course, I will go to work right away." The girl was even more hurriedly preparing to push the dining cart away. After taking a few steps, she hesitated and turned back and asked: "You, your injury is really serious."
Are you okay? You really don’t need a dinner?”
The young man laughed heartily, pointed to his left shoulder, then waved his left hand to show that he was okay, and then shook it to the girl.
"Dear imperial magic warrior, the blood and glory are with you, and the heroic spirit of China is with you through the ages! May you shine like a star in the land, sky and firmament of China."
The girl who was gradually walking away finally seemed to remember something and turned back. Her face was very solemn and she murmured softly.
The passengers in the carriage also stood up one after another. They looked at the young man, nodded and smiled at him in a reserved or friendly manner, with more or less a hint of goodwill and blessing in their eyes.
"Lovely girls, and lovely compatriots. The empire will always be your strong backing, and the soldiers and the Great Wall will always be in front of you. I also wish you happiness, contentment, peace, and joy."
The young man's face began to become solemn. He stood up and nodded slightly to them.
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