Lu Mingfei stood on a black ocean, looking at the collapse of London Bridge in front of him. Because of his own problems, the world was destroyed.
Countless phantoms emerge from the earth. They bear their own faces and appear naked next to everyone. In the embrace of the phantoms, humans turn into black liquid and return to the sea of life.
"No, don't come here!" That was Caesar's cry, but it was destined to be in vain. In the embrace of the shadow, he turned into black water and disappeared.
And Lu Mingfei could only stand here, silently watching the destruction of the world.
In the silence, countless arms sprouted from the water surface, pulling Lu Mingfei into the water suddenly.
"Ah! Damn it!" Lu Mingfei suddenly jumped up from the bed, and the shock woke up Fingel above.
"Damn it, what's wrong with you?" It was already dawn, but for Fingel, it was still time to sleep.
"Brother, I have a nightmare. Have you seen the movie version of EVA? The one where everyone turns into orange juice." Lu Mingfei asked.
"Have you seen it? The one with a bunch of naked Ling Boli at the end?" Fingel recalled the plot: "Did you dream that you turned into orange juice?"
"No, I dreamed that a bunch of naked Lu Mingfei turned others into cola." Lu Mingfei said honestly.
"Wow," Fingel shuddered: "Brother, you are so narcissistic, but what everyone likes are beautiful girls without clothes, not bad boys without clothes."
Lu Mingfei said nothing, took a few deep breaths, washed briefly, put on his clothes and walked out.
It has been a week since the class started, and the combat class has not started yet. Most of the classes are theoretical classes, but Lu Mingfei is already a little overwhelmed.
Kassel College is not divided into subjects in the freshman year. Everyone takes some common courses together, and only in the sophomore year will they study related courses in more detail.
Facing the plot in the modern history of the Dragon Clan where Ander and Anger blew up the Manchu Dragon Veins together, Lu Mingfei found it a little hard to accept. After all, not everyone can get used to a completely different history.
For Lu Mingfei, he had more than that. After a hasty breakfast, Lu Mingfei came to a training ground in the back hill of the academy, where a marble sculpture had been waiting for a long time.
"Boy, you're here, look at you." Lorelei threw a wooden buckler over and then handed over a stick wrapped in cotton: "You're not even as good as the kids back then."
"Brother Luo, I'm sorry." Lu Mingfei scratched his head and looked at Lorelei's loose skirt: "Brother Luo, do you want to change?"
"No need, this is part of my body." The clothes on Lorelei's body are similar to the folded clothes worn by the ancient Greeks, and the fine carvings make every fold vivid.
"Now, let me teach you how a man fights." Lorelei held a shield in her left hand and a wooden stick wrapped in cotton in her right hand: "Attack me!"
Lu Mingfei followed Lorelai's example and picked up the weapon, hitting the opponent's shield with a diagonal slash.
Lorelei blocked Lu Mingfei's attack with ease, stabbing the opponent's throat with the wooden stick easily.
"Don't turn the shield sideways. This will only interfere with your sword draw. Use the edge of the shield to face me diagonally to resist my side attacks, and then change the direction at any time." Lorelai instructed.
Different from the impression of many people, the Vikings who made a living by war and plunder were not all powerful and reckless men. They had sophisticated and delicate fighting techniques. Those skills forged in blood and fire are even in modern times.
Still worthy of praise.
The two of them changed the attacking side and the defensive side. Under Lorelai's tricks, Lu Mingfei's posture improved a little, but compared with Lorelai, the old pirate in the past, it was still far behind.
"Don't use your sword to chop at this time," Lorelei said, blocking Lu Mingfei's chop with the wooden stick: "Just attack with your shield, like this." After saying that, she stepped forward and placed the shield in the middle of the empty door on Lu Mingfei's chest.
Lu Mingfei felt a pain in his chest, and his movements had already changed. Then Lorelai swung the shield horizontally and pressed Lu Mingfei to the ground.
"Remember what you did just now, kid." Lorelei stood up, her marble-carved body spotless: "Keep practicing and remember him with your body."
Lu Mingfei nodded as if he understood, but underground at Kassel College, another tutorial was going on.
The yellow sand was rolling, and Ander looked at the blond-haired boy in front of him and asked, "Have you decided?"
"Mr. Ender, please guide me." Caesar bowed to Ender, without any hint of the rebelliousness on his face.
"Okay, you are the boss after all. I should have given you some help." Ender patted Caesar on the shoulder: "I just have a plan to take Mingfei to fight some Deadpools, so you can
Let’s go together.”
"Thank you, Mr. Ander." Caesar raised his head. As the heir of the Gattuso family, it was difficult for him to get a chance to fight due to the interference of the family. To solve this problem, he could only rely on another school director.
Such as Ander.
"Don't worry, let me take a look at your equipment first." Ender stretched out his hand to Caesar: "Your family should have given you a lot of good things."
Half an hour later, in Ender's dragon lair, Caesar took out a silver-white box with an embarrassed look on his face. Ender took it and opened it, and saw a knife and two guns inside.
"Desert Eagle," Ender checked the caliber of the gun: ".50 caliber. It's powerful, but impractical."
Then he looked at the half-meter-long hunting knife with a handle: "The alchemical knife is too long to be used as a dagger, and too short to be used as a one-handed sword. It is one section shorter than the Japanese Kodachi."
Looking at the flashy weapons in the box, Ender came to a conclusion: "Your family has no intention of letting you go to the battlefield. This is just for those dandy boys to play with."
"I know that when I was very young, I received divine revelation and gained the knowledge of the use of weapons," Caesar explained: "So I always keep this knife in the box, preferring to use an ordinary one-handed hammer.
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When a creature becomes a priest in the realm of war, he will gain expertise in the use of military weapons and heavy armor. For Caesar, swords are a toy he is familiar with.
"Not only that, but there are also two guns." Ender took out two Desert Eagles, and a virtual target appeared in front of Caesar: "You want to try this thing?"
Caesar smiled bitterly and picked up the two guns, loaded them, and fired in one go. The modified semi-automatic Desert Eagle fired all thirteen bullets in the magazine in one go, and then they were blocked one by one by Ender's magic.
As a hybrid with bloodline level A, Caesar's strong wrist strength allowed him to barely control the direction of the gun, but the huge recoil still caused the muzzle of his gun to deflect.
"So this thing is flashy, but it looks pretty good when used as fireworks. Does it hurt your hands?" Ender asked.
"A bit," Caesar waved his hand. He was a mixed race, and the muscles in his wrist could not support the impact.
The loud noise alarmed Lu Li, who was still playing the game. She ran out curiously and looked at the gorgeous pistol in Caesar's hand.
"It's okay to use it as a toy, but it looks like I have to get you a new set of equipment." Ender said, shouting to the side: "Norma, transfer the equipment department to Akadura and tell him that I want to go there for a while."
trip."
"As for these two things of yours, just make toys for Little Lizi." Ander looked at Lu Li who was holding a pair of guns and making a handsome pose: "The fireworks at the muzzle are quite nice."