Wang Erde looked at the notebook and pen in front of him and did not comment. Instead, he asked, "What's your real name?"
Fei Long was nervous, scared, and excited at the same time.
Of course, he was nervous and scared because of the oppressive tentacles that had been cruising around him, as if they would stab him at any time.
The faintly discernible ferocious wolf-shaped skull in the middle of the huge meatball, as well as the numerous eyeballs that were staring at him, reminded him of how he had commented on this "white-furred dog" earlier.
The sense of danger that had flashed by earlier was real!
He could only be thankful that he had practiced his ability to adapt to the situation at hand. Just now, he barely managed to make up for it. Otherwise, he would have been bitten to death.
… … Although he was not far from death.
As for his excitement, it was naturally because the idol he had been thinking about for years was right in front of him, less than a meter away. It was absolutely close contact, and he even asked for an autograph!
Not only that, but he had also witnessed Wang Erde's attack with his own eyes. That kind of elegant demeanor and decisive posture was exactly what he had imagined!
Now, Fei Long's mood was comparable to that of a fan shaking hands with their idol in the front row of a concert. He was bubbling with happiness.
In addition, there was a trace of embarrassment in his heart. One second to remember: http://m.9biquge.com
Not only did he not recognize him, but he also thought that he was a fake Wang Erde admirer and said a lot of strange things.
Of course, these were all his heartfelt words, but the scene of meeting his idol in his dream was definitely not like this.
Every real fan dreamed of meeting their idol. Of course, they would use their strongest and most perfect side to attract their idol's interested gaze and then say, "You're very good."
How could it be such a blunder!
Fei Long was incomparably ashamed. He had thought that Wang Erde ignored him because he did not want to be publicly executed, but in the end, he was the one who was publicly executed … … He wished he could kill himself on the spot and start over.
But even if he died, he must get an autograph!
With this mentality, Fei Long found that his idol had actually asked him his name. He was so excited that he could not control himself and immediately replied, "Dunlop, Dunlop Garr!"
Wang Erde asked again, "You're a wild wizard?"
Fei Long was stunned. "Yes … … How did you know?"
Wang Erde said with a faint smile, "You used to look down on the Academics."
Fei Long hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands. "No, no, everyone in the Academic Faction is a genius. I was short-sighted and spoke nonsense …"
"Since you know so much about my life, you should know that I had two disciples before."
Wang Erde's eyes were deep and serene as he said slowly, "According to what you said, it's the so-called retarded academic faction that will collapse in a single blow."
Fei Long didn't know why his idol suddenly mentioned his disciple, but he could clearly feel that Wang Erde's tone wasn't friendly, and his expression was very scary.
It's over!
He wanted to cry but had no tears. He thought to himself that this was settling the score after the autumn. Although he had just praised Wang Erde, he had also scolded his two disciples.
Garland had long heard that although Wang Erde's temperament was cold and cruel, he treated his two disciples very well, as if they were father and son.
Wasn't he looking for death by scolding his two disciples as retarded?
Garland's face was full of pain. He had never thought that he, who prided himself on being tactful, would fail here … … Forget it. If he could die in the hands of his idol, he would die a worthy death!
Wang Erde said, "I spent all my energy on these two disciples in the first half of my life. Apart from studying magic, the only thing I did was to teach them. This made me pay an unimaginably heavy price, so I won't accept a third disciple."
Don't say anymore. I know how much you value your disciples.
Garland's face was ashen as if he had lost his parents. He felt that he was going to die. The only thing he cared about was whether or not he could get the autograph.
He carefully raised his notebook and pen. "Look … Autograph?"
Wang Erde glanced at him and took the notebook and pen. Then, under Garland's hopeful eyes, he tore off a piece of paper, signed his name, and handed it back.
Garland took it with great joy. As soon as he held it in his hand, the piece of paper burned in an instant, turning into ashes that wrapped around his body and then disappeared.
Garland was stunned. Although he couldn't tell what the specific effect was, he could feel that it was a contract-type magic!
"Real name contract."
Wang Erde explained, "I need an assistant. You can follow me from now on."
"Oh … Ah???"
Garland was stunned at first, then he couldn't believe it, and then he was overjoyed. Seeing that the tentacles around him had all retreated, he woke up from his dream and followed Wang Erde who turned around. He rubbed his hands and said, "Then, I don't have to read that book?"
"Of course …"
Flying Dragon had just shown a hint of joy when the pages of the book were stuck to his face. Suddenly, it turned into horror.
Wang Erde continued, "No."
— —
Cherry was surrounded.
Things were trickier than she had imagined … No, it had reached an unreasonable level.
She didn't expect that Congreve could find an Annihilation-level helper.
An Annihilation-level hunter who had been missing for many years.
Harper, the Annihilation-level hunter who had destroyed Wang Erde's face!
"What a cute little mouse."
The skinny man who was wrapped in bandages was looking at her with a hunched back. Black, petroleum-like liquid constantly seeped out from the gaps of the bandages. His face revealed a pair of long, narrow, scarlet eyes. He held two strangely shaped machetes in his hands, which were covered with traces of blood or rust.
He opened his mouth and stuck out his long, thin, forked tongue. He licked the machetes and looked at Cherry with a greedy and disgusting look.
Cherry was surrounded by four Annihilation-level hunters. In the fight earlier, she had controlled three Annihilation-level hunters with the Seal of Good Mind and used Mind Rewriting to make them kill each other.
Now, the remaining six people were lying in pools of blood.
If it weren't for the Annihilation-level being in front of her, her trip would have been very smooth.
Unfortunately …
Congreve walked out from the shadows and laughed. "Cherry, you didn't expect this, did you?"
Cherry pursed her lips and didn't say anything.
"You think you are the only smart one?" Congreve said proudly. "Aren't you good at calculating? Don't you think I am stupid? What do you think? I will give you ten minutes. Do you have any way to escape? "
"Are you waiting for someone to save you?" Congreve looked at Cherry teasingly. He said, "Is it that pretty maid of yours? Or is it that powerful owner of the bookstore who knows everything? Haha. Do you think he knows now? Why don't you try to shout and see if he will fly over to save you? "
He laughed so hard that he rocked back and forth. Then, he imitated Cherry's high-pitched voice and shouted, "Ah! Boss Lin, save me! Boss Lin, save me …"
Boom!
The entire wall connecting the two rooms collapsed. Chunks of flesh, balls of flesh, and tentacles swarmed in. The giant monster instantly occupied everyone's vision. It was like a giant snake of flesh and blood, occupying the two rooms. Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The four Annihilation-level hunters didn't have time to retreat before they were pierced through by the tentacles and turned into skewers.
An old man wearing a gentleman's suit and a black iron mask stepped on the dust and slowly walked over to Congreve.
"I think I just heard someone say … 'Boss Lin?'"
Wang Erde reached out and grabbed Congreve's neck, lifting him up.
"You said Boss Lin, right? But you don't seem to be a customer of the bookstore. "
Congreve twisted and struggled in fear. He shouted, "Master Harper, save me! What Boss Lin? What bookstore? Of course, I am not his customer! "
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