Chapter 199

[191 – My Idol Wilde]

The dark wizard Dunlop Gar, code-named “Flying Dragon”, is a wild wizard in the traditional sense.

That is, the kind that is despised by the orthodox wizards who value inheritance the most.

He has no teacher, no inheritance, and the spells he has learned now are all cobbled together or learned by stealth, or directly robbed by spells that plunder memory, and even some spells created by himself with some special languages.

To put it another way, Xianxia is a loose cultivator with no sect.

He himself, like the creatures he is good at, is a “suture monster”.

But from another point of view, despite all the self-study, he can still surpass all the “academic” wizards and become a powerful panic-level wizard. There is no doubt that talent, hard work and luck coexist.

Maybe let him have a serious teacher, his achievements will be far beyond now.

But it may also have killed his savage nature and made him look like the unremarkable academic wizards.

But in fact, when Gal was still at the abnormal level, it was not that there were no more advanced wizards throwing olive branches to him, wanting to turn this talented wild wizard into his own disciple.

But wild wizards also despise those greenhouse flowers who learn spells directly from teachers or some wizarding schools, and lack practice, and don’t even bother to associate with them.

Moreover, Gal, who had already touched the blood feast at that time, did not feel that these people could really teach him anything. Remember the URL m.xswang. com

His miscellaneous spells have long been self-contained, forming a set of theories and fighting methods that are unique to him, so he is very clear in his heart that changing these will only make him lose his greatest advantage.

Gal often says, “One of my favorite things about Garr the Wyvern is saying no to people who think they’re right!”

Then he was chased and killed by those senior wizards who were furious.

Of course, after he passed the transaction in the blood feast and gradually accumulated and broke through to the panic level, those panic-level wizards who had chased him were also killed by him one after another, and there were basically no people who could be his teachers.

But not without.

One of the original behind-the-scenes founders of the Blood Feast, the destruction-level dark wizard named Zikaku, once wanted to admit him into his wizarding army, and he did not hesitate to reveal his identity.

But Gal still refused, but this time in a much more euphemistic way.

After all, this Destruction rank… is really unbeatable.

Fortunately, Zikaku himself has his own entire army of wizards, and there is no shortage of people at all.

It’s just a whim to take a fancy to this little panic level.

Gal himself regrets it, but he doesn’t regret it.

Because since he became a dark wizard and chose the direction of his main attack, he has his own goals and dreams.

To sum it up in one sentence –

Wilde, forever!

“I can see at a glance that you are imitating Wilde. Although I have not had the chance to meet him in person, I am very familiar with this dress!”

Feilong winked, and even though he was wearing a mask, he could still see his excitement.

It can be imagined how he suppressed his excitement when he met his peers just now, and pretended to be serious and gave routine warnings and rules explanations.

As a wild wizard who has been at the bottom all year round, Feilong does not have the coldness and elegance that wizards have in their inherent impression.

In the difficult low-level environment, there is no support or backstage. In order to go further, he has not used any means. He is not smooth and smooth, and he is very skilled in talking to people and talking to ghosts.

If it weren’t for this, he wouldn’t be able to be the matchmaker for both sides.

“This black robe is a classic!”

“Orthodox dark wizards should wear black robes. Thorns totems and sacrificial swords are a perfect match. As a disciple of the dark emperor Augustus, Wilde is the real ancient black wizard orthodoxy. Those so-called academic schools will be defeated once they are beaten. It’s just a bunch of mental retardation.”

Feilong lifted a horn on the shoulder of the newcomer’s black robe in front of him and praised.

Completely forgot the contempt for all orthodox wizards when he was cynical, and made no secret of his double standards.

“You’re wearing a formal suit inside, right, right, the essence, this detail is too restored!”

“Wilde is such an elegant old gentleman. Killing is like a ritual. No matter when, he will never lose his demeanor.”

Feilong’s tone was envious and yearning: “I heard that even when he was fighting with Joseph, he didn’t lose the slightest bit of composure, it’s really strong!”

“And this mask is too iconic. I remember that Wilde’s nickname came from this. It is said that when he was a panic-level revenge in his early years, he had a revenge with a destruction-level. Although he escaped the pursuit, he destroyed the entire mask. Face, I wear a mask to hide my appearance.”

“Afterwards, although I had revenge, I woke up to remember this hatred, so I never took it off again.”

Feilong enthusiastically commented on the dress of the newcomer cos Wilde in front of him, and by the way, he counted the life stories of the “faceless man with black scales” like a family treasure.

The black snake stood there and let the guy point and point, with a strange look in his eyes.

He came here this time without any cover up, naturally because in the eyes of most people, Wilde died under Joseph’s hands as early as two years ago.

In fact, this is indeed the case. After disguising his breath, most people who meet him think that he is posing as or an admirer of Wilde.

But I didn’t expect to meet a real Wilde fan…

“And you are of snake-human blood, which is a natural advantage.”

Feilong said with a tone of envy that the other party could stick with idols, and said regretfully: “Even your dog is too abrupt, and completely lost the whole temperament.”

“Wang!”

The big white-haired dog roared in an instant, showing a bad look.

You are abrupt! You have no temperament!

Feilong’s heart throbbed, and he felt as if something terrifying was staring at him, but he disappeared immediately.

His eyelids jumped, and he became vigilant when he saw the big white dog who suddenly resumed his cuteness.

This newcomer…it doesn’t seem easy.

But on the surface, he just laughed, gave a thumbs up, and said, “But this dog looks extraordinary at first glance, and has great potential hahaha!”

The black snake reached out and touched the dog’s head, but said lightly, “It’s called Griddy.”

Seeing that Feilong didn’t seem to want to talk about his idol Wilde with himself, Feilong had to attribute it to the fact that the other party was introverted and sullen. Wearing this cos suit was already very shameful, and it was not like being executed in public.

Feilongjia expressed his understanding, coughed twice, pointed to the door in front, and resumed his serious tone, saying: “Okay, this is the location of this blood banquet, I will introduce you to them later…”

Black Snake nodded.

He has already sensed the ten panic-level blood feast participants in the door.

But in addition to this, there are ten other panic levels, and one… Destruction level.

“Still an old acquaintance.”

he smiled.

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