Apocalypse Magician

Wandering aimlessly in the small town, not remembering where I came from, and not knowing where I was going, I was like a walking corpse that had lost its soul, walking like this until the fine raindrops stopped falling, and the sun shone on the earth again, and then day and night It started alternating, going around and around several times, and finally fell weakly on the dark street corner. Li Xingkong finally realized that it seemed that he had not eaten for a long time.

The streets of the small town have returned to their former appearance, the sounds of hawking and bargaining can be heard endlessly, the aroma of wine wafts from the restaurants, and the steamed buns on the roadside stalls are also steaming. It's a pity that when I left that day, I gave all my savings to Luo Yingxue and Li Xingkong were penniless at the moment. They could only swallow their saliva while looking at the food from a distance, and then continued to wander weakly.

Since the assassination operation that failed to return to the mainland a few days ago and the crazy revenge of Mr. Liu, the situation in the small town has undergone subtle changes. A border war also broke out between the two empires. However, it did not have much impact on the people in the city in the initial stage. Only conscription Signs appeared on the streets again and again.

Li Xingkong looked at the row of recruitment notices, which looked like the mission announcement board in the killer organization's base not long ago. Unfortunately, things have changed now. In fact, joining the military is not a bad choice. At least he can have enough food, clothing, and a place to sleep. As for the level of danger, Li Xingkong has received two full years of professional killer training, so he is naturally not afraid of the battlefield.

Li Xingkong's current strength as an intermediate soldier is definitely strong among his peers, so the process of enlisting in the army went very smoothly. After a few more days of recuperation in the military camp, his body basically recovered. At this time, it was under the jurisdiction of the military. The special operations team recruits reserve members.

The so-called special operations team is essentially a special force of the Sunset Empire's military, which performs certain special and important tasks, and each member is an elite capable of acting independently.

Since it is a "special operations team", it must be "special", at least the salary will be higher, right? Li Xingkong thought this when he first saw the recruitment news, so he decisively signed up.

Because Li Xingkong really needs to make more money at this time.

At this time, the identity of a magician once again showed its unique advantages, especially Li Xingkong, who possesses many types of magic. This alone allowed him to successfully join the special operations team.

As long as people want to practice martial arts, they will become warriors, but magicians do need to be talented to be successful in practice. Therefore, magicians are not common on the mainland. In addition, magic has richer effects and ranges, so magicians are more powerful than magicians. Warriors are also more respected.

According to the practice of the special operations group, a formal member guides a reserve member to form the most basic combat team so that the reserve members can continue to grow in actual combat. So, on the first day Li Xingkong joined, he stood in a row with the new members of the same team, waiting for the official members to be selected.

The official captain of this team is called Feng Moxing. When Li Xingkong saw him for the first time, he walked up and down, posing, shaking his head and shaking a strand of hair from his forehead countless times. At this moment, Li Xingkong suddenly remembered Wang Tuhao, who used to often pose. It seemed that the movements of the two people were very similar. The difference was that one was handsome and the other had a fat head and big ears.

"I heard that you know four types of magic with different attributes?" Feng Moxing walked directly in front of Li Xingkong and looked at him with interest.

"Yes." Li Xingkong was on guard, not daring to relax at all. Generally, there are two types of people who make cool poses, either experts or idiots, but Li Xingkong's intuition told him that the Feng Moxing in front of him was most likely the former.

"Magic attacks are certainly rich and sharp, but it's a pity that the magician himself is too weak." Feng Moxing raised his eyebrows, as if with a hint of contempt, "What will you do if you are approached by a warrior during the battle?"

"Then chop with a sword." Li Xingkong's answer was straightforward. Anyway, I am also an intermediate warrior, so of course I have to chop with a sword in close combat.

"That's easy to say." Feng Moxing smiled mockingly, seemingly disapproving of it. As he turned to walk away, he suddenly punched Li Xingkong directly in the face.

Concentrated on guard, Li Xingkong was just slightly startled. His training as a professional assassin in the past had created an extraordinary reaction speed. He instantly turned around, as if fallen leaves were drawing an illusory arc in the air. He took one step and turned behind Feng Mo Xing. .

However, Feng Moxing was a veritable master, so he ignored this change at all. Li Xingkong had no time to make a move when the dragon swung its tail, so he had to jump into the air and retreat ten meters away.

"Good boy, your skills are really good," Feng Moxing finally showed a serious look, with a hint of approval in his eyes, "It's you."

"Captain, Li Xingkong is here to report." Li Xingkong also rarely showed his seriousness. Although the fight just now was brief, Li Xingkong clearly realized that if he really competed based on his ability, he would definitely lose half of Feng Moxing's clothes. No corner can be touched.

In this way, Li Xingkong and Feng Moxing became a team. As he got to know the leader better, Li Xingkong felt more and more lucky, because Feng Moxing was indeed a master.

The legend about Feng Moxing is widely circulated among the special operations group.

For example, what this guy is best at is posing in dark outfits, and he often looks handsome. However, because of his handsome and graceful appearance, he is actually somewhat attractive.

Another example is that when Feng Moxing fights, his sword never comes out of its sheath, so no one knows his true strength. They can only guess that he is a mid-level swordsman.

In addition, the short protection of this guy is also quite famous. In order to help a subordinate who was bullied by a crowded sword, he took a single shot and swollen a young master with a single shot. He was demoted to the rank of captain of the special operations team and became a subordinate of his subordinate's subordinate. However, Feng Moxing didn't care at all. He still had wine and was drunk now, and he had to enjoy his life to the fullest.

However, Feng Moxing's most glorious deeds are by no means those mentioned above. It is said that one time Feng Moxing drank too much and when he was drunk, he publicly announced that he had a crush on Mo Xianwu and shouted countless times that he must marry Mo Xianwu as his wife.

The heroine in this incident, Mo Xianwu, is definitely the proud daughter of heaven. She is recognized as the number one goddess in the Fantasy Continent. She is the granddaughter of the Pope in the Holy Mountain Church. She has stunning appearance and extraordinary strength. It is said that she is the youngest on the continent. Magister, now serves as a regional bishop in the High City area of ​​the church. Chase

People begging for Mo Xianwu are all over the Fantasy Continent. Among them, the ones who dare to come out to express their love are at least the eldest young master of the archbishop's family or the eldest prince of an emperor's family. Even the princes and princes are embarrassed to come out and embarrass themselves. A powerless person like Feng Moxing People still covet Mo Xianwu, and everyone will only think that they are mentally disturbed.

In fact, it would be fine if Feng Moxing sobered up afterwards and said that he made a blunder while drunk. How could he think that when he was very sober and serious, he would be more confident: I just like him. If I don't marry Mo Xianwu, what do you think?

Everyone who heard about Mo Xianwu's incident scorned Feng Moxing, and even thought that this legendary version was exaggerated. Only Li Xingkong nodded silently. This style of conduct was definitely Feng Moxing's style. Even if other rumors are false, this one must be true.