Richard looked back and saw a mass of black flies slowly transform into a Black Robed Wizard behind him.
This Black Robed Wizard's face was covered by a hood, and without the Eye of Truth, Richard couldn't see his features clearly.
"Who are you?" Richard asked first.
"As a wizard not from the Curse School, you should introduce yourself first at this time."
The eyes beneath the hood of the Curse Plague Great Wizard casually glanced over Richard's right palm. As a Great Wizard from the Curse School, his "intuition" was quite sharp.
Due to his research on destiny, he could sometimes even see glimpses of the future.
And at this moment, his intuition told him that in this Great Wizard's right hand lay something that posed a deadly threat to him.
"Indeed." Richard smiled apologetically, "I am Richard. I've come this time by the order of the Curse Crown, to register under the Curse School.
This is my credential."
