I am omnipotent because of wine

"It should be okay." The style is very self-aware.

Facing his objective evaluation, Ms. Tang said rationally, "Yes. Then go and test it."

Let's test the strength of the style.

The two and the teacher went to the simulation training space together.

"After we enter the simulated training space together, you use your own means to find a way to attack me, or let me get hurt. You can do whatever you want, as long as you can hurt me." Ms. Tang is very confident and proud, Of course she also has such capital.

The style is very calm, and I don't feel that the woman in front of me is too proud. The two entered the simulation training space separately, leaving the teacher alone to watch the scene of their upcoming battle.

After the style entered, I saw the woman projected on the opposite side.

With a sharp tongue, he came up and said, "Ms. Tang is about to fall to the ground."

Obviously, this time, this trick was of no use to him.

Ms. Tang quickly replied, "The teenager in front of me will start self-harm."

Style felt as if he couldn't control his body, and swung his hand towards his other hand.

With her strong self-control, Style can still control her body, "Ms. Tang will choke on saliva after three minutes, and at the same time, she will be dazzled and lose sight of things for three seconds."

The verbal attack is very easy to use, but the attack is not the only one, and you can also do other things.

At least when using these two methods, he didn't draw much power from his body, but the eyes of the lady in front of him were in a trance for a while.

The style is very unceremonious and he stepped forward to attack the past, but different from what he imagined, the woman in front of him is also very strong in physical fitness, even if there is a moment of trance, he quickly reacts.

Still easily blocked the style attack.

Style burst of surprise.

I feel that it is better to be more ruthless than to continue such a meaningless struggle.

"The next time Ms. Tang is touched by my limbs, she will fall to the ground and bleed profusely."

As soon as Style's voice fell, he could feel that his body's strength was drained again in an instant, and he began to fall into a state of being continuously drained of physical strength.

Without hesitation, before he was sent out to the simulated training space, he tried his best to attack the opposite woman.

When facing an enemy, as long as it is an enemy, regardless of whether the enemy is male or female, it is necessary to clear the enemy out of the game with the attitude of the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

There's no need to chirp.

Ms. Tang probably didn't expect the power of style to be so powerful, especially when style would be so ruthless and directly extract all her power so decisively at once.

Unbelievable at the same time.

Style's next attack also hit her, she fell to the ground, her forehead hit the ground, blood flowed down, and she became dizzy for a while.

But not out yet.

When Style was exhausted with all his strength, he broke the neck of the woman in front of him.

tough enough.

Also decisive enough.

Still, he was out a little earlier than Ms. Tong.

The moment the neck was twisted, the consciousness still existed, not directly, even the consciousness disappeared.

So this game is still lost in style.

The style is not regretful, but is examining why I can't be more decisive, more resolute.

In other words, when the woman in front of him attacks with the first move, he can calculate everything behind.

And failing to figure out everything behind it can only mean that you are not smart enough or decisive enough.

"You are very powerful and great. There are very few young people as powerful as you. If you can appear on the battlefield, you will definitely bring an absolute advantage to the empire." Ms. Tang's admiring eyes and words of praise , Throwing over without money.

"Thank you." Style accepted the compliment.

Later, it was the discourse between Ms. Tang and the teacher, and the style was driven to continue the class.

Before entering the classroom, the class had already started for a while, and I greeted the teacher who was teaching on the stage. The teacher signaled Style to return to his seat, but before returning to his seat, Hill stretched out like a naive child. own feet.

"Take off your pig's trotters, I can still treat you as a human being, otherwise you can only become a pig that was killed for meat." The style gave him a cold look.

"Before you said that I was a pig, did you ever think that you are a pig yourself, and you will be called in the office by the teacher. If you really cheated, tell your classmates, they are not unwilling to forgive you for your magic every time. You can only get one point in the exam, it’s useless.”

There was resentment in Hill's eyes that he couldn't detect.

Because of the previous magic test, I don't know what the problem was that caused him to fall into a coma and was regarded as a complete failure by the teacher. He only got a result of 0 points, and this result actually didn't even reach the [-] point score of Style Forever.

It would be a shame for his life, he thought.

Also so sure.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If your IQ is not good, I recommend you to go to our Imperial First Hospital. It is said that there has been research on how to greatly improve your IQ, if you really have no brains."

Shi Feng looked at him mockingly, and stepped on him before returning to his seat.

The teacher on the stage looked at the two people facing each other, but also turned a blind eye.

One is the son of an admiral, the other is the prince of the empire, no matter which one he, an ordinary teacher, can't afford to offend. Instead of being missed by two noble people, it's better to treat them as if they don't exist, and teach them patiently other students.

As for whether the other children would listen to the lesson seriously, the teacher on the stage didn't care at all.

If young children naively think that they are very powerful, they will realize that they know nothing about their own weakness and be taught to be human by reality in a life-and-death situation.

One day has passed.

That night, not long after Style returned to his home, the doorbell rang, and the robot notified that someone had come to his house.

When I opened the door, I found Ms. Tang.

"You don't have to take the next college courses. Those things are useless to magicians. Theoretical knowledge is not suitable for you, but what you need is practical knowledge."

Ms. Tang had a serious competition with style during the day, but after getting that kind of result, part of her was annoyed at her arrogance, and the other part was sure that their empire would never be captured by those ugly bugs.

When human beings face the desperate situation of life and death, they will still try their best to protect their compatriots.

"Thank you." Style's eyes were deep for a moment, but he still apologized very seriously, because he wanted to go to the battlefield from the beginning to the end, but the woman in front of him seemed to regard himself as a role like a support?

This is really, really bad.

Style thinks that maybe only when you show your true strength on the battlefield and in practice, can you let the woman in front of you take a high look.

Of course, her high glance does not make him feel that there is anything to be happy about, but a different kind of self-affirmation.

Life in the military region is boring.

One part is endless physical training, and the other part is high-intensity simulated space actual combat training.

Magician, when faced with a life-or-death situation, how can it be possible that you are just a small squishy who stands on a long-distance output?

They are powerful.

They are bold.

They are not afraid of death.

When facing the enemy, when the enemy breaks through the defense line and is about to hurt those defenseless ordinary people, they will use their own flesh and blood to build a defense line.

The style is to admire.

So train to be merciless to yourself.

Every time the training ends, I can get myself covered in injuries.

But Ms. Tang looked at him with more and more excitement and affirmation.

By chance, on the way to the training ground, Style heard Ms. Tang's voice at the door of a house.

"What nonsense are you talking about, I know I won't live long, and my life span is almost up, but this is not a reason to put style on the battlefield."

"He's still a child, do you know? How dangerous is the battlefield, can the simulated training space be compared with the real battlefield? Not at all, I don't believe you don't understand this truth, you are sending him to die, you know ?"

Later, the style heard a male voice.

"What if this is not the case? There are more and more enemies, and the bugs are getting stronger and stronger. When the Zerg Queen was born a few years ago, it was already doomed for us to decide to fight to the death in recent years."

"Instead of letting him face the Zerg Queen head-on, let him go to the battlefield without knowing anything, and let him fight against that powerful creature without any preparation, it is better to let him go to the battlefield now, let him go to the battlefield while you are still alive When the time comes, learn more knowledge, learn more abilities for the empire, for himself, and for mankind. This is his destiny as a magician!"

Style meditates.

He was thinking about whether to open the door and go in. He told the two people inside that he agreed to go to the battlefield now. His strength is not as weak as it is now, and he still has many hidden cards.

I was also thinking about whether to leave here and wait for Ms. Tang to explain to him when she had to, or leave here alone and continue with my colleagues. There is no necessary training.

After a while, he chose the former.

He pushed open the door.

"I agree." Style didn't know what happened to Ms. Tang's body, and why the male voice sounded so serious when she looked like a woman in her 40s.

However, this does not prevent him from knowing that Ms. Tang is one of the only spell mages in the empire.

No matter what the woman in front of me has been through.

He can only empathize with it as best he can.

The most important thing now is to do our best to learn and learn how to use our own strength to make this country better.

"Why did you appear here? Aren't you supposed to be training right now? You will be punished very harshly for escaping training without permission. You leave now." Ms. Tang heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and turned her head to look When it comes to style, the tone is very serious, and there is anger in the voice.

"I was just passing by, and I overheard your conversation by coincidence. I just want to tell you that I can go to the battlefield. I am not as weak as you seem, but I am very strong."

I hope you can believe it.

In fact they did.

Maybe it was at the insistence of the male voice, maybe Ms. Tang also knew that she was dying soon, and everything was forced.

That's how the style came to the battlefield.

The crisis on the battlefield made him understand that what is called a simulation space is nothing but rubbish, and actual combat is the real danger.

hard to imagine.

During the battle, Style forgot what kind of existence the heroine and heroine are, forgot the sweet wine, and forgot Ms. Tang's patience.

Only the most unimaginable and unacceptable remains...

cruel.

Style doesn't mind using the most vicious tone to hurt those bugs, and he doesn't mind wielding a laser gun to deal with those bugs with his not particularly accurate marksmanship.

Before facing his teammates, being captured by insects, and doomed to be tortured to death by insect poison, he will also send him off coldly and sadly.

This is the battlefield.

At this moment, the battlefield is dominated by me alone.

For some reason, Style suddenly had such a sentence in his mind.

"Bugs are just creatures without brains. Although the defense is strong and the damage is high, they have no brains, but they have no brains. If humans can't even kill a bug, why are they called humans? We humans are the strongest, especially When facing the enemy, we have unlimited potential, even if we die, we must die with them!"

The conjuration mage can not only attack others, but also increase the damage greatly to one's own party, and maybe also defend.

He used to think that he would not be a support, no matter what he had to do on the battlefield, he would use all his means to deal a fatal blow to those overwhelming bugs.

But it's really hard to beat four hands with two fists, and the strength of a person is really not considered strong.

And the strength of countless individuals has increased. When facing the overwhelming bugs, Style has seen his own strength and the strength of his teammates with his assistance.

To live.

To, the supreme, the one who defends his country with his life.

"We are the strongest...we will definitely be able to protect this country..." An ordinary soldier was still muttering to himself when his heart was pierced by the worm's breath, and he was still using the remaining strength in his life , shot the laser gun at the bug's head with all his might.

At least before I die.

You have to take one away, and you have to fight for more time to kill the enemy for your companions.

War.

It has already reached the point of immortality.

Only when humans or insects are completely extinct, maybe one side can see the long-lost peace.

Maybe many years later, there will be a long infighting between humans and humans.

But short-lived peace is also peace.

Everyone is working hard for the word peace.

Style's face was covered in blood, and his body was covered with broken flesh of bugs and tattered limbs.

There are also suicide notes from my companions, who got their last breath after withdrawing from the battlefield, but before they swallowed their last breath because they could not be cured.

Style said, "We humans will always be the strongest, we are proud, we are brave, and we are fearless."

"The fire mage obeys the order, remove all the fire walls, and use all your strength to attack with small fireballs. Your attacks will exert 200% power. Don't be stingy with magic, I am here."

Before I collapse from exhaustion.

They will protect you.

The overwhelming fireballs hit the bugs in the distance. The smell of burning and the sharp chirping of the bugs were unacceptable.

"Gold magician, please create all the metal on your body into hair needles in the shortest possible time, and pierce the pupils of those bugs."

"Wood magicians, please use vines to curse those fast-moving bugs to maximize the damage of gold magicians. Water magicians always pay attention to the soldiers who are injured. We can die, but we can't die in inaction. It can be cured. You can kill more insects, but because you gave up."

This battle lasted a long time.

Many people died.

More bugs were wiped out.

Under the general situation, this battle can be regarded as a comprehensive victory.

however.

In the eyes of style.

It was just a life-and-death duel without any value.

no value.

So many compatriots have died, but the group of bugs who have no thinking and are only dominated by the Zerg queen, how can that kind of thing compare with human life?

It should never be used as a comparison.

Those things are garbage.

As long as the garbage is eliminated, it will be fine.

After the battle, numerous wounded were evacuated to the rear for treatment.

The nutrient solution in the nutrition cabin was greatly consumed, but it was still difficult for some people to receive complete treatment, and many people still lost their lives in the painful struggle.

He had no choice but to use spells with all his strength, and even used healing techniques that would actually cause a lot of backlash damage to him in this world, but only saved a small number of lives.

Most of the people still left him, leaving only cold corpses.

They left this world.

I will never see those lovely family members, respectable elders, duplicity wives, delicate and lovely daughters, well-behaved and sensible sons that were written in their suicide notes.

never to be seen again.

Style cried for the first time.

The man did not flick his tears easily, it was the first time he had seen such a tragic scene, and he could only silently shed a tear from the corner of his eyes.

Not scared, just sad.

After this battle, those bugs were forced to die in large numbers of some types of bugs, and they would not attack again for a short time, and the empire had a chance to breathe.

Do everything possible to cultivate, and strive to finish recuperating and have the strength to fight before the next attack by insects.

"Why do you think we are like this? Why are you fighting so hard, but there are such ridiculous people behind?"

On this day, Ms. Tang sat in front of a live broadcast equipment specially transported to the front line with her gray hair.

There was a live broadcast of a girl eating and talking about online entertainment.

There is nothing wrong with it.

It just so happens that that girl is Jiang Yue.

It just so happened that what the girl said was, "What do those soldiers have to respect?"