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"This... how is this possible..."

Looking at the red-robed figure that was chopping melons and vegetables in the distance, as if riding on colorful clouds, the strong man's pagoda-like voice was a little choked up.

He never imagined that the one who had spare energy to save him was actually the Wise Wand Mage who was chasing the impossible, no, it should be called the Wise Wand Archmage now!

However, the ease of using the flaming sword to slash zombies with the wand also inspired the hard-working Hercules.

Maybe using weapons against zombies is a better way?

Can't be underestimated!

As soon as he said it, Hercules took out two dumbbells from the memory card, which were training props he usually used to practice his arm muscles. At this time, they were used as temporary weapons to smash the head of the zombie.

With a "bang", the training dumbbell made of pure iron was exceptionally useful. It directly punched a depression in the head of the attacked zombie, and an inexplicable liquid flowed out of its skull, killing it on the spot.

"Hu~ah~hu~ah~"

However, the strong man who hit this blow was not easy, and he began to take a deep breath.

After all, dumbbells are not weapons built for combat. It takes too much vigor to swing them, and their attack range is also very narrow.

Before that, Hercules had been bitten by zombies in many places all over his body, and the injured parts had gray poisonous spots of different shades. The normal play of Lux.

This is also fortunate that the strong man has a trustworthy biceps. If it is a thin and tall man with a stump body and wants to swing a dumbbell to attack, it is very likely that the enemy will not hit, and his wrist will be dislocated first.

"Hercules, hold on, here I come!"

Seemingly seeing the embarrassing situation of Hercules' fighting situation, the flame of the sword tip of the Great Master Wisdom Staff's long sword skyrocketed by half a foot, speeding up the efficiency of slashing, and rushing towards Hercules to help.

"Twenty-three years..."

The Wisdom Staff Archmage holding a flaming sword slashed horizontally and vertically, setting off a **** storm, like a meat butcher wielding an axe blade in the vegetable market, cutting all the zombies that appeared in front of him.

"I've been unlucky for 23 years, just waiting for such an opportunity!"

The wand wielding the flaming sword was caught in the past memories, no one believed him, no one supported him. Everyone disapproved of what he did, what he said. …

Whether in the past life or after entering the Dreamland.

No one cares about him, no one cares about him, even if he shows a good talent for flame magic, even if he rushes to the front line every time he fights, even if he is willing to walk on the edge of life and death, he is still surrounded by everyone. Contempt and ridicule.

He worked so hard, so desperately, and as a mage, he had to learn the skills of a warrior to stand up, just to gain people's respect.

Accustomed to ridicule, cold reception, loneliness, and loneliness, the wand boy is still full of heroic fantasies, and grows silently with a longing for warmth.

This loneliness is as huge as the frozen soil of a frosty forest. It piles up thicker and thicker in the snow and wind day after day, never melting, thicker and more solid.

No matter how difficult it is, you have to move forward bravely, and no matter how difficult it is, you will never give up.

"I don't want to be trampled on my feet for the rest of my life!"

"I've been unlucky for 23 years, just waiting for an opportunity! I want to fight, not to prove that I am better than others, I just want to tell everyone that I must take back what I lost!"

"Ahhhh!"

Along with the low roar of the wand, streaks of red streamers visible to the naked eye dissipated from him, all condensed on the long sword in his hand, and the entire blade was burned to red by the scorching heat, when he held both hands horizontally. , turned into a 3-meter-long flaming sword.

"Flame Hurricane Slash!"

The Great Wizard of Wisdom Staff was full of magic power, and he held a flaming sword and rotated at a high speed. After accelerating for a certain distance, a whirlwind of flame slashing was formed, which swept straight towards the Hercules.

All the zombies encountered along the way were churned into charred **** and dispersed, unable to form the slightest obstacle.

The whirlwind of flames ran rampant all the way until it stopped half a meter in front of Hercules, and all the zombies in the ruined streets of the town were swept away.

A wave of heat swept through Hercules' body, and in the whirlwind of flames that stopped swaying in front of him, the overdrawn Wisdom Staff Archmage also appeared.

"Dang bang", the Wisdom Staff Archmage was unable to hold the long sword, the blade fell off his hand, and his entire body began to fall forward, supported by the strong man's hands.

"You did your best, Wizard Wand, you are a hero."

"Is that what it feels like to be acknowledged..."

The overdrafted Wand Mage closed his eyes and fell asleep in the embrace of Hercules.

In his dreamland, he saw the reincarnator who was selling "Three Years of Spellcasting and Five Years of Melee" in the trading center of the novice area. After he paid the fantasy coins, the slightly upturned corner of the reincarnator's mouth was still captured by him.

It wasn't a smile of appreciation, Wisdom Wand knew, it was a mockery of buying such a useless thing.

But he still proved himself.

The end of the spellcaster may not necessarily be the end of the arcane and elemental, and the magic warrior can also have a place.

......

"Wizard, you failed the test again? Hahaha..."

"Wizard, are you out of your mind, this time the test paper is so simple that you can get this score?"

"Wizard, the head teacher said that he has given up on you, and you are no longer struggling. It is useless for you to work hard like this. No talent is no talent. Learning is not useful if you study hard..."

"You still like Banhua? It's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat."

A ferocious face is constantly hovering in the mind of the wand, they laughed loudly, sarcastically, and sarcastically, it seems that the more suffering others are, the more satisfied they are.

The painful picture kept showing like a slideshow, which made the sleeping wand feel extremely painful, but it seemed that this was not the end, and the picture turned again.

"You don't even pee and look in the mirror. You want a raise just because of your performance? Go out!"

"I can't handle this little thing~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I think you are not suitable for our department. I will tell the manager to transfer you..."

"You can't negotiate such an easy contract. I think you should find another job. Our company can't accommodate you, the big Buddha. Otherwise, you should still be the company opposite us, that is our company's deadly enemy.. ..”

"Like Xiaomei? You deserve it too?! That's the goddess of our [True Brothers Express Group]. We don't even dare to talk to him. Brothers advise you, let's get rid of this unrealistic idea..."

“…”

"No! I'm not! I'm not! I just want to prove myself! I can, give me another chance!"

The wand woke up suddenly, with cold sweat all over his body.

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(At the end of this chapter, ask for a recommendation ticket.)