Chapter 897: The Dark Singer
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Next, those students perform in the graduation season.?
To be honest, for Wang Yan's level of strength, the level of magic performance is lackluster.
Some instant magic often have very low power. Some magic with great lethality have to chant spells for a few seconds. That's a few seconds, and Wang Yan can kill in and out a few rounds.
No wonder, pure magicians lack the ability to fight in one-on-one battles. The real power of magicians lies in the fact that they work together with people. When teammates can restrain the enemy, magicians can often exude terrifying lethality.
Of course, weak ability to fight alone also refers to low-level magicians. When they reach level A or level S legendary magicians, they have reached a level of understanding of the laws of heaven and earth. They can easily pick up all kinds of magic, and tactics and tactics emerge one after another.
Some magic containing the power of law are as lethal as missiles.
Therefore, the legendary magician has a very powerful lethality. Otherwise, the magician would not have lived well after so many years of suppression by the Holy See. The only weakness of a magician is that his physical fitness is much worse than other professions.
The Taoism in the East is different. While pursuing powerful Taoism, they will also try their best to explore their own strength and pay attention to the balance of spirit and balance. Strictly speaking, the Pure Yang lineage of the Wang Yan family also belongs to Taoism.
But as a result, Taoism has much fewer and more monotonous types in the study and reproduction of magic than magic. Moreover, some authentic Taoists rely more on magic tools and talismans when performing Taoism.
"Fireball! Lightning ~ Mental impact spell storm"
A series of magic tricks are dazzling. Magicians also advocate that knowledge is power, and magic can do everything.
The little fat man also went on stage to do some performances, but because his family was poor, he only focused on a few flame magic over the years. Although he used it, the flames were everywhere.
But compared to another +-level student, Wood, the performance and viewing are much worse.
The Wood family has a lot of magical equipment, and they have learned a lot of fancy tricks such as stealth, add-on techniques, wind blade storm, magic torrent, etc.
Wood even used the floating technique to make himself fly successfully.
A-level strong men can already fly with various means. They don’t care about flying and feel used to it. But they are very shocked by lower-grade magicians or first-grade freshmen.
One of the greatest dreams of mankind is to be able to fly. Although various aircraft are very powerful nowadays, it is still very exciting to truly soar freely.
As a result, Wood was so popular in his magic performance that many people forgot about his behavior of being greedy for life and death on the magic train. Many lower-grade students stood up and applauded him.
Bob, the little fat man who returned to his seat, listened to the thunderous applause and complained with dissatisfaction: "This is just a juggling. His floating technique of this level is trembling in the air. Any fireball can kill him."
Obviously, the little fat Bob is most interested in flame spells, and he always kills a fireball.
It made Wang Yan suspect that this kid could not be from the Fireball God Sect?
"Don't care about those details." Wang Yan smiled and comforted, "I just saw your flame magic attainments, and I'm very skilled. Keep practicing hard, maybe you will really become the son of the little flame."
"Really~ Brother Muggle?" The fat man was a little excited, but then he thought, was the encouragement of a Muggle? He couldn't help but sigh and said, "I really look forward to the internship period coming soon. I must find a mission to go to China and meet the great idol of the Fire Son in my mind. I must let him take a photo with me and sign. Woooo~ I'm so excited to think about it."
"You need an autograph, I can sign it to you now, and it's okay to take a photo." Wang Yan said, touching his chin.
"Brother Muggle, can you stop making trouble?" The little fat man was stunned and said mockingly, "Although Brother Muggle, you are very handsome, there is still a little difference compared to the Son of Fire."
"You have never seen the son of flame." Wang Yan rolled his eyes and said, "Maybe I am."
"Stop making trouble, it's mainly temperament." The fat man boasted, "What kind of existence is the Son of Fire? He is a noble and arrogant hero."
"Come on, Satan's Apostle, we fight for three hundred rounds."
"Great Vulcan God, please follow my call and burn that dead shemale Ampe Zongxiu to death."
"His Highness, I'm sorry, I'm going to let down your highness's wishes. Because I already have my favorite woman."
Seeing the little fat man learning the tone of the Son of Fire there, Wang Yan was about to vomit. Why are these slogans and words so nauseous?
When did I say such a second-class person? My reputation has been defiled by you fans.
"Little fat man, your trouble is coming." Suddenly, Wang Yan frowned slightly and glanced at the sky.
"Trouble? What trouble? Uncle Muggle, don't interrupt my interest...ah~" As he spoke, he looked up impatiently at the sky, and before he finished speaking, he was stunned on the spot.
I saw a Pegasus carriage coming in the sky in the clouds.
Its degree is extremely fast, and it landed to a height of more than 100 meters in just a few seconds.
The horses pulling the flying carriage were tall and black, and seemed to have a breath of breath as powerful as suffocating. The carriage seemed to have a Gothic dark style, exquisitely crafted, but it exuded a daunting atmosphere.
The black carriage was extremely unscrupulous and landed directly onto the square.
The students became a little confused. The black Pegasus often represented the evil black magician.
The black magician represents destruction and destruction. They like to cooperate with the demon kings in other planes. They like to play with human souls and blaspheme the human body. They are a group of bad guys who use any means to pursue strength and immortality.
Even after death, they will not let you go.
Of course, these words are all about the Magic Academy, which instilled in the concept of black magicians by students. In this way, they should not fall into black magicians. But there is no doubt that this actually increases students' fear of black magicians.
Many people experienced the fear of the dark magician attacking on the magic train, and the timid ones began to scream.
"quiet!"
A majestic voice sounded, suppressing the students' desire to move, and the fear in many people was instantly dispelled.
Yes, there is the legendary magician Dean Emmons here. What's so scary about a mere black magician's carriage?
"Babbitt!"
Dean Emmons' voice sounded in the square, full of anger and doubt, "You are so brave, how dare you break into my Starry Sky Academy. Are you looking for death?" His words were majestic and murderous.
No wonder Emmons has a strong sense of confidence. In the college base camp, his ancestors have been operating for thousands of years. Even if a demigod-level powerful man comes here, he will definitely not be able to get it.
Babbitt?
Wang Yan frowned slightly, and a name appeared in his mind, "Dark Ode" Babbitt. According to the top secret information of the National Bureau of Africa, this guy is a very dangerous legendary black magician and has also established a black magic school.
Fortunately, although he likes to practice dangerous black magic and keeps small evil, he has never committed big evil. As a result, even the Holy See of Light was unwilling to provoke this guy, and he turned a blind eye to many of his behaviors.
If a legendary black magician is forced into an impatience, God knows what he can do?
It is precisely because of this that once you practice to S level in this world, you often don’t die as long as you don’t commit suicide. No country or organization is willing to encircle an S level without deep hatred.
The Gu Sheng who was killed by Wang Yan before was because he took the initiative to jump out and tried to die, thinking that he would definitely kill Wang Yan and insisted on slapping the tiger's beard from the country's non-country bureau.
Otherwise, he would stay honestly on his territory, even if he bullies men and women all day long and causes harm to the countryside, no one would pay attention to him.
“Hahaha~”
A sinister laughed out loud, and a man walked out of nowhere in the Pegasus carriage. He held a black staff, his whole body was covered in a black robe, and his body was surrounded by black evil energy. "Emmons, why do I say that, he is also a student of Starry Sky Academy. What's wrong with him when he comes back to see his alma mater?"
What!?
The students exclaimed, many of them were descendants of the magic family, and of course they had heard of the famous "Dark Singer". But they never expected that the famous dark legendary magician "Dark Singer Babbitt" actually came from Starry Sky Academy.
This is big news.
Even Wang Yan was slightly surprised. There was no such news in the archives of the National Bureau of Fei.
Emmons was extremely angry. This guy actually used such words to be a cholera student. He immediately shouted: "Babbitt, since you practiced the taboo black magic, you are no longer from our Starry Sky Academy. And you have also killed my mentor, you are the enemy of our Starry Sky Academy."
Emmons was angry and disgusted. At the beginning of the new semester, he accepted many students and welcomed King Solomon's descendants. However, disgusting things happened one after another. First, the altar seal was loose, and the terrifying monster almost ran out, and then the son of flame crept into the academy.
Until now, Dark Singer Babbitt ran out and disgusting.
Is this year my own disaster year? Emmons thought to himself uncomfortable, and suddenly, he caught a glimpse of his precious granddaughter at the corner of his eyes and ran to the lower seat.
Uh...wait ~
My baby Lydia, why are you sitting next to the stinky brat of the Son of Flame?
Chapter completed!