Chapter 30: After the War
The 203mm howitzer, which is still activated again after the muzzle temperature has not subsided, has opened a way for Wu Fei to return.
With a medal-like scratch on his chest, Wu Fei followed the flames of the explosion back to the outpost where the battle had come to an end.
Since the moment Wu Fei's footsteps stepped into the gate of the outpost, the enthusiastic cheers have never stopped for a moment, some of the lucky soldiers who were seriously injured and retreated to the rear for treatment have raised their rifles, pulled the trigger against the dark sky, and greeted Wu Fei's triumph in their way, and some of the more daring soldiers even leaned forward and patted Wu Fei's shoulder respectfully, and said sincerely: "Good job!" ”
After the commander Wang Quan issued an order not to pursue, he led a group of adjutants to personally walk down the control tower to greet Wu Fei, who was approaching.
"I'm not very good at flattery, but I'm going to say it anyway, well done, and please forgive me for being disrespectful to you before." Wang Quan said and lowered his arrogant head slightly.
"Captain Wang's compassion for his subordinates was absolutely the right choice, but now I need the rest of my payment, as well as a few medics." Although the scratch on his chest had miraculously stopped the bleeding, Wu Fei still felt that the claw had hurt his bones.
"The Medic is already on standby, and I hope you will return to Lington City with our army, and the reward will be personally awarded by the Commander-in-Chief of the Lington City Guards."
Wang Quan naturally asked the medics to be ready early in the morning, and at this time, several medics immediately stepped forward, first urgently cleaned and disinfected Wu Fei's wounds, and then softly persuaded Wu Fei to lie on the stretcher, Wu Fei naturally did not refuse, and it happened that Wu Fei also needed to consume the current middle-level soul.
After seeing Wu Fei being pushed into the infirmary, Wang Quan turned around and instructed the soldiers to clean up the mess, and at the same time, with the help of the communication soldiers, he got in touch with the command center of the Lingtoncheng Guard Force.
On the other side, Wu Fei was lying comfortably on a somewhat hard stretcher, being pushed forward by a bewitching little nurse trotting all the way, but Wu Fei's closed eyes did not open for a moment because of the tempting fragrance, but it did not mean that Wu Fei fell into a deep sleep.
Wu Fei's sea of knowledge.
"Wu Xiaofei, this time you did a good job! In a good hand of millions of enemy troops, taking the head of the general is like probing for something. "Since reading Wu Fei's memory, the magic book has begun to have a strong interest in ancient culture, and even the dialogue with Wu Fei in Ping Yue is deliberately learning to write crepe.
"Less nonsense, my mid-level soul should be enough, right?" Wu Fei's sea of knowledge reverberated with the most pressing issues at present.
"Counting the one that was cut in half by you and has just advanced to a power-type middle-level living corpse, there are currently three of them, but that power-type is not recommended for you, that soul has just advanced and is not stable, but even if there are only two middle-level souls, it is enough for you to unlock the next one, choose for yourself." As soon as the words of the Demon Book fell, the body of the Demon Book suspended in the sea of knowledge opened by itself, and directly turned to the page of the second-order witchcraft.
"Witchcraft: High temperatures
The ultra-high temperature transmitted through witchcraft is capable of attaching to any substance.
Requirements: 2300 Normal Souls, or 300 Normal Souls for two Intermediate Souls.
Witchcraft: Eclipse
The corrosive energy transmitted through contact is able to penetrate the substance continuously within the contact area to the depths.
Requirements: 2400 Normal Souls, or 400 Normal Souls for two Intermediate Souls.
Witchcraft: Dissipate
Through the instantaneous change of one's own flesh and bones through witchcraft energy, it can be broken down for a short time** and recombined in a short period of time.
Requirements: 2400 Normal Souls, or 400 Normal Souls for two Intermediate Souls.
Witchcraft: Adrenal stimulation
By intensely stimulating the wizard's adrenal glands, the senses are instantly enhanced to become the fastest wizard on the battlefield.
Requirements: 5000 normal souls, or one high-tier soul.
Witchcraft: Witch Road
The temporary forced alteration of space by the power of sorcery allows wizards to teleport to another location in an instantaneous manner without interference.
Requirements: 5000 normal souls, or one high-tier soul. ”
Looking at the rows of all kinds of witchcraft, Wu Fei suddenly asked thoughtlessly: "Demon Dictionary, how many souls are needed...... Who made it? ”
After a moment of silence, the Magic Book replied with some nostalgia: "That was my last one, and he was also the master who created me, and even these witchcrafts were created by him, but the name was changed by me to a name that you can understand according to the understanding I got from your memory, thinking about ...... back then" The next chatter of the Magic Book was ignored by Wu Fei's habitual surname.
After much deliberation, Wu Fei decisively chose "Witchcraft: High Temperature", which is also from a practical point of view, if it is attached to the tail blade and the silver sharp knife through "Witchcraft: High Temperature", then the actual combat effectiveness will be higher than the other two, "Witchcraft: Eclipse" and "Witchcraft: Dissipation" are obviously more suitable for infiltration operations, as for the two witchcraft that require high-level souls, Wu Fei didn't even look at it.
After determining the liberation of the witchcraft as "Witchcraft: High Temperature", the magma-like light on the main body of the Magic Book flashed instantly, and then the flowing magma-like lines began to fill Wu Fei's flesh and bones, and finally condensed into a strange symbol in the hidden position of the Magic Book on his chest, and the light flickering on it was like flowing magma.
And a slightly fiery feeling was also felt by Wu Fei in an instant, unlike the magma baptism that "it" had on the enemy, "Witchcraft: High Temperature" was more like a 'fireball' that emitted warmth for Wu Fei.
"Can this thing be launched?" Wu Fei said after feeling it carefully.
"No, but you can let the heat stick to the old guy with the knife." The Grimoire responded.
"Hehe, I wonder if you'll be able to use this sorcery right now." The sudden words of the Demon Book made Wu Wu a little stunned, but Wu Fei quickly realized that his limbs were locked to the stretcher.
Immediately, Wu Fei didn't say much, and after retracting his divine sense, Wu Fei's eyes opened a gap slightly.
"I'm sorry~ Boss Ye wants you to die ugly...... It's a pity that you have such a seductive figure......" The bewitching female nurse said regretfully as she inserted a needle filled with purple liquid into the blood vessel that Wu Fei had urgently prepared.
"Really?" Wu Fei said loudly, and then whispered to himself, "Witchcraft: High Temperature"
"...... you" Before the bewitching female nurse could come back to her senses, her eyes widened in surprise with heavy eyeshadow, watching the handcuffs that locked Wu Fei's limbs melt in an instant, and Wu Fei's body was flickering, like flowing magma-like lines.
Even though the enchanting female nurse pulled out her delicate pocket pistol, she didn't pull the trigger yet, and Wu Feiyi grabbed the pocket lady pistol.
With a speed visible to the naked eye, the pocket lady pistol started from the part that Wu Fei was holding, and turned into extremely hot molten iron little by little, and the bewitching female nurse threw away the seriously deformed lady pistol and turned around to escape.
Wu Fei naturally would not easily let go of the person who wanted to put him to death, his body was lying on the stretcher, but the hideous black chain shot out, stopping the bewitching female nurse who had just run a few steps and wrapping her waist tightly.
The silver sharp knife on the black chain was aimed at the white neck of the bewitching female nurse under the gaze of the bewitching female nurse's wide eyes.
"The host waits! Give her to me! Isabel, the succubus who had been silent, as if she was angry with Wu Fei for forcibly returning her to the Magic Codex, suddenly said in a hurry at this time.
Although he didn't know why the succubus Isabel was like this, Wu Fei saw the throat of the enchanting female nurse move, as if she was about to swallow something.
Under Wu Fei's control, the silver sharp knife instantly turned around, and the handle of the knife struck straight at the throat of the bewitching female nurse under the shaking of the black chain, and the enchanting female nurse opened her red lips and spit out the black pill that she was about to swallow in her abdomen under the sudden heavy blow.
The black chain instantly tightly locked the limbs of the bewitching female nurse.
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