This wizard only wants to take students

A pacifier that can severely injure or even kill a formal wizard with just its weight and impact?

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What a joke!

If you have the ability to make such a pacifier, it would be more cost-effective to directly refine a powerful wizard tool or special item...

Lucian muttered in his heart, but soon he felt the ground under his feet began to shake. The strong shaking felt like being attacked by a strong man who was good at controlling the earth veins.

And soon, in Lucian's vision, he saw a moving meat mountain, and even against the backdrop of this meat mountain, the original pacifier was nothing!

Lucian's pupils shrank slightly, because this meat mountain looked more like a fleshy human calf!

Whether it was the shaking of the ground or the "meat mountain" sweeping towards him, it seemed to come from the giant baby's turning over.

Maybe for him, this is just a morning grump?

"Don't think too much, it's just an ordinary baby! It's not that he is strong, but we have become weak in this twisted environment, very weak!"

The judge paper figure floated to Lucian's side. He looked at the huge fleshy foot approaching from afar, and there was a serious tone in his tone, "I didn't expect that He has reached this level in the application of rules..."

From the tone of the judge paper figure, it seems that he has some admiration for the goblin priest.

But Lucian didn't want to listen to the judge paper figure's description of his admiration for the goblin priest at this time. He looked at the "meat mountain" that was rolling towards him with a serious expression, and his mind was thinking about countermeasures quickly.

"Don't attack it, otherwise your attack is likely to be transferred to a nearby identity through twisted means, and use the rules to kill you directly." The judge paper figure reminded quietly, and at the same time, a somewhat illusory scale appeared above its head again. When the scale swung, it directly picked it up and weighed it with something in a certain position.

The judge paper figurine also took advantage of the weighing time to hide in the empty space where the scale was.

"Avoid?" Lucian flipped his hand and took out the wizard's notebook.

The next second, the wizard's notebook flipped, and a page flew out, covering Lucian's body with a layer of light moonlight. Under its protection, Lucian entered the state of [Moonlight], and avoided the collision with the giant foot, and passed through the foot in an almost illusory state.

The general who had not yet emerged from his deep sleep was a little miserable, and the huge foot hit him hard.

"No!" With his body hit hard and his life seriously threatened, the general's consciousness finally broke free from the heavy dream set by the goblin priest, but it was too late.

Although the general's physical fitness is considered to be extremely strong at the level of a second-level wizard, he is entangled in the dense distortion rules around him, and his strength is limited to a very low range at this time. Even the ancient short spear he holds, most of its power is now confined and bound inside the tree branch.

In this case, facing the sweeping meat mountain, the only thing the general can do is to swing the short spear in his hand with all his strength.

At the critical moment of life and death, the general's spirit and the blood and energy escaping from his body reached a perfect balance, and he made his most powerful attack.

Under the urging of the general, the short spear burst out with terrifying space ripples, and the space ripples continued to vibrate and caused larger ripples, causing abnormal distortion in the space where the general was.

But the space that the short spear can affect is too small and too weak compared to that fleshy calf.

Crack——

The special ancient short spear hit the surface of the calf like a wall of flesh, leaving a slight wound on the surface skin, and blood could be seen flowing from the wound.

But this has reached the limit of this short spear. With a slight crack, the short spear broke, and the uneven gaps at the broken end were accompanied by some wood chips flying, followed by the muffled groan of the warrior due to the backlash.

"Wow——" It seems that because of the pain, the "calf" stopped sweeping, and it was replaced by a burst of crying, and then the calf fluttered like a pendulum.

This was actually just the baby shaking his calf subconsciously, but from the perspective of Lucian and others, this move seemed like a pillar of heaven smashing down from the sky, and each time it made the area where they stood shake and tremble.

"Get out!" The warrior roared. Perhaps because he was the one who had just caused the baby to feel pain, the position where he stood received extra "care". In the process of dodging again and again, he was a little overwhelmed. When the giant calf hit him again, the general had no time to dodge again.

He roared, and two drops of golden ink appeared on his chest, as if he wanted to use this to strengthen himself and improve his ability to fight against the giant calf.

But as the calf hit heavily, the general's roar also stopped.

Not long after, the power of rules came, and Lucian's mental power was counter-replenished under the effect of the rules, becoming more pure.

However, Lucian was not happy about his improved strength at this time, because he knew that under the attack just now, the warrior, a powerful second-level wizard, fell! He fell in the hands of a baby who had no extraordinary abilities and even ordinary strength.

"Is this the power of rules?" Lucian had already lifted the moonlight state at this time, but when he looked at the "majestic" baby in front of him, he also felt a huge pressure.

After all, one force can defeat ten skills.

In this situation, the baby's random swinging of the body, even turning over, caused a very scary movement for Lucian. He was like an ant walking beside the baby, and he might become dangerous at any time because of some unintentional actions of the baby.

Even if the baby did not have any special attacks, his kicks would sweep across a large area, and his clapping would be a huge palm "falling from the sky".

With such a huge size difference, Lucian felt that the attacks he was good at seemed extremely pale. If used to attack the baby, it would only be enough to tickle him.

"Your Excellency, do you have any good ideas?" After Lucian was sure that he had no good way to solve the problem at this time, he looked at the judge paper figure beside him without hesitation.

If the other party didn't have any good ideas, Lucian would consider how to get out of here. After all, being beaten here would definitely not solve the problem.

He might as well put his hope on Hercules, and maybe he could find another way to break the situation from the inside of the demon nest in the north. There was no need to risk his life here to fight this bug-like player.

"We have to solve the tower!" The judge paper figure drilled out from the void space where the Libra was at this time, but its body was already a little damaged at this time, and even some inconspicuous cracks could be seen on the edge of the body. Obviously, the material of this paper figure clone had gradually collapsed, and the power it could mobilize would also decrease rapidly with the collapse of the clone.

So it now also hopes to have a quick victory.

Moreover, it didn't dare to let Lucian die here. If it knew that Lucian still had a "quill" in his hand. If the goblin priest got it, then his restraints in the real land would be further released, and this was something the judge could not tolerate.

"Solve the tower?" Lucian turned his head to look at the crooked building not far away, and he didn't understand the connection between it and the current situation.

"That guy is in a semi-sealed state in the real land. Without the help of the tower, he can't use the twisted rules he has mastered!"

The surface of the judge's paper man was filled with a faint golden light, and the shadow of the scale appeared again behind it. At this time, one end of the scale was connected to nothingness, while the other end of the scale was struggling to hold the baby just now.

The moment the scale appeared, the baby's crying stopped all of a sudden, and even his movements stopped at this moment, as if someone had pressed the pause button on him at this moment.

On the golden scale, at this time, the phantom of the baby was weighed at one end. The phantom was agile, and the fleshy arms were waving, looking extremely lively.

This was the judge's paper figure taking action. He directly used the not-so-perfect rules inside the scale to force the baby into one end of the scale for weighing and restriction. To be precise, what was weighed was the baby's ability to move!

During the end of the weighing, the baby's ability to move was deprived and was in a semi-sealed state.

"Judgment!" The judge's paper figure's voice sounded with some effort. At the moment when the baby was forcibly weighed, a stream of gray airflow also infected the golden scale, and even infected the scale with a touch of grayish white.

However, the golden scale was also trying its best to fight back. The golden halo contained in it began to start a tug-of-war with these invading grayish-white airflows, and began to use the golden scale as a battlefield for a fierce confrontation on rules and order.

"Quick!" The body of the judge's paper figure was trembling slightly at this time, and even from time to time, tiny debris could be seen flying out of his body, and quickly self-ignited in mid-air, turning into ashes.

With the help of the baby's phantom as a springboard, the gray-white airflows quickly penetrated into the golden scales. As time went on, the area occupied by the golden light was slowly retreating, while the area infected by the gray-white airflow was constantly expanding. Although the golden halo would occasionally launch a fierce counterattack under the command of the judge, it was still suppressed and retreated step by step on the overall level.

Obviously, the judge was in a relatively weak position in this invisible battle, and what Lucian had to do now was to take advantage of the time gap before the judge was completely defeated and find a way to directly destroy the "tower", so as to solve the crisis he and the judge faced from the root.

"Is it the power from the rules?" Lucian gritted his teeth, and then he took out a folded white paper from his pocket.

There was a faint golden glow on the white paper, and this piece of white paper was a life-saving "law" written by Lucian a long time ago. It seemed very appropriate to use it in this situation.

Swish——

Lucian tore the law into pieces, and the special rule power contained in it was released at this moment.

A special force of rules descended on Lucian and the identity [Lula], and covered their bodies with a faint pink-purple halo.

[Law Immunity] To a certain extent, it is immune to damage caused by the outside world and greatly reduces the impact of the rules on oneself.

This law can make Lucian and the identity of Lula in a semi-invincible state for a short period of time. In Lucian's previous conception, it was set up to prevent Lula from being killed by a sneak attack, and to buy time for his body to come back for help by using immunity to damage. However, for Lucian now, he pays more attention to the second effect of this law.

In this case, he can use the rules constructed within the law to offset part of the "distorted" rule power of the goblin priest, thereby achieving an effect of improving strength.

After all, the tower is also in a state of being distorted and maliciously shrunk, and the partial liberation of his own strength is equivalent to a leap in strength when attacking the tower.

Chi chi chi...

After the surface of his body was covered by the dream rules, Lucian finally noticed the existence of the gray-white mist, which was constantly entangled with the pink-purple gas covering his body.

Although the power of the dream rules was obviously more prominent in "quality", it was in a defensive state in this fight because of its small amount and rootless water. In some cases, it could not completely prevent the gray-white airflow from affecting Lucian.

However, it was precisely with this thin layer of dream rules as the first layer of protection that Lucian's strength, which had been reduced to an extreme, was initially liberated.

The effect of this liberation was that when Lucian performed the first-level sorcery [Frost Moon Dance], the size and power of each frost moon blade were magnified three times compared to the normal state!

In this state, Lucian felt that his attack power was not weaker than that of a senior second-level wizard, and he might even be able to compete with some third-level wizards in terms of continuous attack.

However, he was still a little scared when looking at the altar tower in front of him. After all, he didn't know how to deal with this thing that seemed like life but also like death. Should he demolish it by violence?