My Empire

Chapter 753: Not a monster

"Seriously, compared to you, I might be lucky." The platoon leader of the 2nd row exhaled a puff of white smoke, and the smoke from the burning cigarette between his fingers rose up, gradually dissipating with the wind.

"My family belongs to Dothan. I once imagined that I was special, but when I really found out that I was special, I realized that being special really has to pay for it." He said as he took a cigarette.

"That day, when I was studying in school, I awakened my magic. I felt a huge energy rushing through my body. I spit out my own lunch. Everyone thought I had it. Malignant infectious disease."

"Hahaha!" Burrison laughed. He could imagine that kind of scene. If someone suddenly made such a fool in the army cafeteria, they would definitely laugh at each other for several days.

Perhaps, that hapless guy will even be dubbed a nickname, such as vomit...

"The people around me laughed like you, but soon they couldn't laugh. I lit my textbook and burned my desk to ashes with my hands. I felt like I set myself alight. When the time came, those blazing flames suddenly disappeared." The second platoon leader shook his head and talked about himself.

"I was taken out of school, and then sent to a shelter. When I saw my parents again, they looked at me as if they were looking at a monster." He laughed at himself and said again. The trembling hand lit himself a cigarette.

He has no strength to fight any longer, the magic energy stored in his body has been exhausted, he even secretly hides himself, and drank a bottle of magic replenishment liquid used to save his life.

However, the battle just now was too tragic. After he barely killed the two white-robed men, he couldn't continue the fight anymore.

Those in white robes definitely have the fighting power above the magician. Putting them on the front line as ordinary soldiers is simply overkill.

It's a pity that the opponent doesn't play cards according to the routine, and it is so extravagant that such a strong individual combat power is placed in the position of war of attrition... Who can make sense?

"What then?" Burrison saw a white flag swaying slightly on the horizon in the distance, with a bitter smile on his face.

On that white battle flag, the red magic flame emblem fluttered in the wind, seeming to declare his victory, and it seemed to show off the power of magic.

"It happens that the army wants someone, so I joined the army. Although my file says that I am a mortal mutated magician, I never use magic when performing missions, so you don't know that I am a magician. The second platoon leader grinned, but it was uglier than crying.

There are some dry blood stains on his face, and several bleeding wounds on his body. He might die at any time just sitting here, and the dim blue light in the blood flowing on his robe proved his current weakness.

"I think we might be dying here today." Burrison saw several white-robed men, surrounded by an accomplice holding a white battle flag, approaching where they were a little bit.

"It's okay, at least when I was killed, there was someone who had experienced almost the same experience as me." The second platoon leader looked at a grenade between the two and said.

"I'm not a human being, but a monster." Burrison dropped his cigarette **** and said tiredly.

"I'm also a monster..." The second platoon leader took another puff of cigarette, and said, "But you have to remember that we are more like a person than many monsters."

"I said...you two..." Above their heads, a voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the tragic atmosphere of death.

Two people who thought they were going to die raised their heads subconsciously and saw a face larger than the wheels of an armored car.

Of course it was not a human face, it was the long face of a giant wolf grinning. When it spoke, the blood basin opened and closed, and it looked very scary.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you two, but I still want to tell you that Greken's rescue has arrived..." When the giant wolf spoke, several magicians had already rushed through the wreckage of the armored vehicle they were on. .

"Also, what kind of monsters are you two?" The giant wolf murmured, and said indifferently: "One is a man-made hybrid of our clan and humans, and the other is a serious magician... "

As the giant wolf said, he raised his head and hummed in a disdainful tone: "According to your standards, there are too many monsters in this world."

Compared to the two poor mortals who had lost their lives under their feet, the lifespan of this giant wolf was much longer. He had seen countless weird things, and naturally he didn't care about the two mortals who claimed to be monsters in front of him.

When Burrison wanted to rebut the giant wolf, the opponent had already jumped high and used a powerful lightning bolt at the black and white magicians who were tangled in the distance.

And on the battlefield, a black-robed magician of Greken had been split in half by a wind blade magic of the white-robed man.

The remaining black-robed magicians still did not flinch, they played their numerical advantage, desperately surrounded these white-robed monsters, and used various powerful magic to attack each other.

Thunder and lightning flashed on the battlefield, burning flames and fluttering lightning everywhere. This is what the most frequent wars in this world look like, and this is the real battle in this magical world.

There are only a few people in white robes, but there are dozens of Gricken magicians in black robes. The flame swords lit by magic waved in the air, and the sound of breaking wind and the crisp sound of gold and iron were separated far away. Can be heard clearly.

Looking at the earth-shattering battle in the distance, the two Ailanhill heavy armored grenadiers leaning on the wreckage of the armored vehicle were waiting innocently for someone to come and care about them.

"Hey...we are the wounded..." Burrison hummed, "Is anyone sending us away?"

"Don't leave us alone!" The 2nd platoon leader didn't have the generosity of just going to death if he didn't agree with him just now: "I'm a severely wounded person, can you help me deal with the wound first?"

Unfortunately, no one cares about the hum of the two of them. The battle over there is still fierce. From time to time, the magician of Gricken was killed, and from time to time, the magician of Gricken succeeded in surprise attacks.

"Hey... I don't want to die... Help!" Before Burrison fell into a coma, he squeezed out such a sentence...

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