"How long will it take for the weapons we want to arrive..."

Huo Ju stood on the roof of a three-story building, looking at the military trucks carrying old, weak, women and children for evacuation. He asked the young wind mage behind him.

"Sir, you know that those things are not easy to transport, and if you really want to distribute those weapons to hunters as the military leader said, you will probably have to apply for permission from a higher-level department..."

The young military mage looked embarrassed. He knew that these things would not be easily used in the army. If it were not for the special circumstances and lack of combat power, they would not be handed over to ordinary people.

"Hahaha, it would be good if they can be transported. As for how well they can perform by then, it will depend on themselves or the assistance of our soldiers..."

This was a truly tough battle, so large that even the commanders of the military region were moved. Maybe they would not encounter such a disaster for decades.

"Xiao Qin, after a few years of joining the army, the first bloody battle with real swords and guns was with almost all the tribes in the Qinghun Mountains. Are you afraid?"

Huo Ju looked at this young man who was only in his early twenties and still had a bit of childishness. The intense training in the military had given him a bit of fierceness and iron-bloodedness, but in the final analysis, he was also a child, more powerful than his own daughter.

Be smaller.

"I...can't say I'm not afraid..."

Qin Xiaoming trembled when he heard Huo Ju's question. He hesitated again and again, and finally decided to tell the truth. After all, few people can say that they are truly brave and not afraid of death.

"It's normal to be afraid of death. Even those soldiers who have been stationed on the border for many years, no one dares to say that they are not afraid of death. Although it is said that to become a military mage, you must have the consciousness to sacrifice your life for the country, but military mage is also a human being, and we also have desires.

Filial parents, loving lovers, lively and lovely children, close friends who have passed away, there are many human emotions and desires... If you say without hesitation that you are not afraid of death, I think it is untrue!"

Huo Ju grinned. Although they were stationed on the edge of the Qinghun Mountain Range, the military mages had not experienced a real demon riot for a long time. The last war was more than ten years ago. Those small demon riots could not even break through Yalang Town.

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Although Yalang Town is in a sense, even an outpost of military mages, it is the actual first line of defense, but it also makes young military mages like Qin Xiaoming lose many opportunities to hone themselves.

If possible, he would like to let young people come to Yalang Town to experience more.

"That person on the roof, are you the military mage leader stationed in the town this time!"

Hearing the sudden voice of inquiry, Huo Ju, who had planned to chat with the young man behind him for a while, suddenly stopped. He lowered his head and saw a man with short black hair and fine features standing in the courtyard below.

The young man looks a bit younger than Qin Xiaoming next to him...

"Didn't you agree with the high-level mages in Yalang Town that young mages under the age of 25 must retreat? Why do you, a kid like you, still stay here... What a nonsense!"

After careful observation, I was afraid that this boy was not even 20 years old, maybe just at the age of going to college. Huo Ju was even more furious.

This kind of little guy who lacks strength and is just too hot-blooded to show off his strength should be removed. Otherwise, we will have to worry about these "trolls" who are being chased by monsters and scared to the point of peeing!

"First, I stay because I have a clear understanding of my own strength. Regardless of my cultivation or combat skills, I am not bad among mid-level mages. I have the confidence to fight against groups of slave-level or warrior-level demons...

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Xu Huang looked at the angry middle-aged military mage on the roof, looked at him from afar with his eyes, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Secondly, I got permission from Mayor Zhou and other seniors to stay. I am also a hunter in Yalang Town, and I am an outstanding hunter with outstanding records. This is the recognition of me by everyone in the town, and I

I have lived here for a long time, and I have an obligation to do my part to defend the town I cherish!"

The wind elements at Xu Huang's feet quickly condensed. He directly used the mid-level wind disk to jump onto the roof of a small building nearly ten meters away. He looked at Huo Ju and Qin Xiaoming, two military mages, one old and one young, with terrifying energy condensing in their palms.

Under the domineering thunder element, under the purple thunder, Huo Ju and Qin Xiaoming were stunned. It was an intermediate thunder magic-Thunderbolt!

To prove that you have the qualifications to stay, just show your strength directly to them. Actual actions are always more effective than verbal ones.

"Intermediate level of two systems, and can skillfully connect Xingzi. It has obviously been a long time since he entered the intermediate level. With such cultivation at such a young age, the proud man of heaven is nothing more than this!!"

What surprised Huo Ju about the black-haired young man was not only his terrifying cultivation level, but also his fierce aura that had experienced many battles.

High level of cultivation is nothing, there are many young talents in top universities and aristocratic families.

Top prestigious schools, such as Imperial University and Pearl Academy, have teachers who are at least high-level mages, and professors are all super-level mages. There are also many cultivation treasures that are difficult for ordinary people to access, such as the three-step tower of Pearl Academy, which allows

Students gain dozens of times of cultivation speed, traveling thousands of miles a day, but that's it.

As for the aristocratic families, the most wealthy Zhao family consortium, or the first aristocratic family with countless forbidden curse ancestors and magicians, the Mu family.

Further down, there are the four major aristocratic families in the imperial capital, the Mu family, the Dongfang family, the Bai family and other first-class families. They have extraordinary foundations and possess various rare mineral veins, metals or medicinal materials. Their hundreds of years of foundation have given them the confidence to cultivate powerful mages.

In these universities and aristocratic families, there are not only countless geniuses with extraordinary cultivation at a young age, but they are also not a minority. If they were just high cultivation, Huo Ju would not be so surprised.

After all, many so-called geniuses are created by relying on resources and top famous teachers. Their cultivation levels are inflated, they have not experienced many real battles, and I am afraid they have not even seen blood a few times.

When encountering real monsters, these pampered, arrogant and proud people are often not strong-willed, and can even be said to be fragile. They may become emotionally disturbed when encountering the slightest threat.

And facing those monsters that eat people without spitting out their bones, if you can't face it calmly, you may not be able to perform even one-fifth of your cultivation, let alone half.

Cultivation and actual combat are derailed. Those schools and aristocratic families treat geniuses as treasures and dare not let them take risks alone, and they also lose the opportunity to grow.

The black-haired young man in front of him is definitely not a showman. He has the kind of majestic murderous aura that is ready to be unleashed. Not to mention the young mages in the army, even the many veteran soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles may not have such a thick and solid murderous aura.

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This young man has killed countless monsters, and among them, there are probably quite a few powerful monsters at the warrior level...

No wonder you have the courage to face the coming demon riot!!

"Third... Brother Military Mage, I'm afraid it's not good for you to go to the roof of someone else's house without saying hello... Besides, this is my home..."

There was resentment in Xu Huang's eyes. Even if he was a military mage, it would not be good to run on someone else's roof without making a sound. He originally planned to rush into the training room and work overtime to improve the wind element, but...

I saw two military mages in military uniforms standing on the roof of my house. At this time, where did that bastard Xu Qing go? Shouldn't he be looking after the home and the hospital?

Huo Ju and Qin Xiaoming were silent. The first few sentences clearly moved them and admired them, but why did the last sentence make such a scene and ruin the atmosphere?

What you said seems to be all superficial, but the last sentence is the real intention!

"Ahem, I'm sorry. I originally thought that the owner of this yard had evacuated, and the view here is wider... I'm really sorry for not saying hello to you!"

Looking at the dark-haired young man across from him with a dissatisfied tone, Huo Ju felt that his face turned red and he was almost losing his temper.

Originally, I had the mentality of an elder reprimanding a younger generation, teaching young people not to act out of emotion, but in the end, I was slapped in the face with my strength, and my words were choked in my throat before I could finish speaking.

Now I know that he is the owner of the small building below me. It is understandable that the owner is shocked and even angry when he comes home and sees two strangers he has never met standing on the roof of his house. As a result, he yells at others for no reason...

No matter what you say, you are at fault!

"It's nothing. You are on the roof of my house, which just saves me the time to find you. Uncle Zhou said that even if he agrees to let me stay, he must assist the military mage in setting up defenses. So, sir, please assign me a task, two people

portion!”

While Xu Huang was talking, Xu Qing, who had originally planned to walk around to see if any of the shops were still open early, walked home dejectedly with an empty stomach, but saw the old man jumping down from the roof.

Pointing your finger straight at yourself...

No need to think too much, he knew that he must have been dragged into the water by the old man again. Now he hasn't even eaten breakfast, can't he take pity on it?

Originally, I wanted to go to my aunt's breakfast restaurant to eat the big meat buns with mellow gravy, the kind of conscientious delicacies carefully made with high-quality flour and local pork from farmers. Although it is more expensive, it is safe to eat.

Those big fragrant meat buns, paired with freshly ground soy milk and pickles, he can eat forty or fifty baskets in one sitting. While eating, he can listen to the old men eating breakfast next to him talking about his deeds of traveling all over the world when he was young.

The younger ones are over fifty and the older ones are in their late teens. They sit in the breakfast shop early in the morning and order a bowl of porridge, a tea egg, a few fried dough sticks or a plate of soup dumplings. While eating, they chat with old friends.

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The protagonists of the stories are different every day, but they are all gripping true stories. They are the memories of the old people's green years, which may be bitter or sweet.

Elderly people who are usually taciturn at home and have a generation gap with their busy children or even young grandchildren who pursue trends and are not nostalgic for the past can find confidants among their peers and instantly regain their youthful vitality and feel energetic again.

vigorous.

At this time, in order to save space, Xu Qing, the Qingjia Xilong who usually curled up in the corner to eat steamed buns, would eat slowly, carefully savoring the sweetness, bitterness, and spicyness of the old people's stories.

After the old people finished telling their stories, it was "the end of the story". He had eaten enough steamed buns and recorded the account in the old man's account. Then he drank the last sip of soy milk and slowly walked around the crowded streets.

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There are also some naughty naughty children who like to catch its dangling tail, and then are taken away by the ears under the scolding of their parents. Some elders may be enjoying themselves with their friends and did not notice that their own naughty children are holding them.

The green-armored dragon refused to let go of its tail and even bit it. Xu Qing had to be careful as a surrogate parent in order not to hurt the naughty child.

As for the old man, every time he came to check out on Sunday, he would spit out blood when looking at the astronomical figures on the bill. Xu Qing ate more steamed buns in a week than he had eaten in more than ten years!

"War general level, and the aura is very strong, I am afraid that it is only a thin line away from the war general. A war beast of this level can at least be as powerful as a team of experienced mid-level mages!!"

Xu Huang jumped down, and Huo Ju and Qin Xiaoming couldn't stay on someone else's roof anymore. He confidently observed the green-armored dragon in front of him, and his heart was filled with turbulence. This young man gave him such a surprise.

Quite a few.

Obviously his attributes are thunder and wind, but he has such a powerful war beast. Many mid-level summoning mages with strong capital have difficulty cultivating such a powerful war beast with dragon blood.

Huo Ju, the summoning mage, has also seen some, but the black-haired young man should not be of the summoning type. As we all know, there are only two types of mid-level mages. Only by breaking through to the high level can the third type be awakened. Then he can tame this kind of war beast.

I'm afraid it has a lot to do with myself.

The dragon clan, as long as they have anything to do with dragons, even if they only have a trace of true dragon blood, they will be arrogant.

Those true dragons, such as black dragons, red dragons, and ice dragons, become orthodox monarchs when they reach adulthood. Those with outstanding talents are at least great monarchs. There are also some dragon emperors who have been crowned emperors and commanded all living beings. But I don’t know that after thousands of years, those true dragons have become kings.

How many dragons are left?

After all, the number of true dragon races is small, and their ability to reproduce is poor. Those ancient true dragons are becoming fewer and fewer now, and maybe they will become history in the near future.

The green-armored dragon in front of me looks like a pseudo-dragon. In the Dongting Lake tribe, demons with dragon bloodline like this are everywhere, including miscellaneous dragons, pseudo-dragons, and even sub-dragons. Dongting Lake is like a dragon cave.

, giving the nearby military region a huge headache.

However, although it is a nightmare to have a dragon monster as an enemy, if it is a friendly force, it is an excellent help. The scales of dragons are highly immune to magic damage, and their physical fitness is also terrifying. So in
To be continued...