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Lucian was quite familiar with this smell. He had taken a quick look at it when he was appraising the quill.

However, compared to the calm and even somewhat dead feeling in the previous sleeping state, although the breath coming now also seems a bit lifeless, there is also madness in the lifelessness, like the instinctive desire of a beast for prey.

If this breath were "dubbed", it would probably mean this.

Hungry, hungry, hungry!

It's just that the food this simple consciousness is looking for is those beings that can be called "gods"!

Therefore, the first moment it arrived, it set its target on the goblin priest who exuded an "attractive aroma". It even temporarily asked the question of why the other party sneaked in. Ignored it.

As for Lucian?

In the eyes of this great master, Lucian is not even a "miscellaneous fish".

After all, the subconscious mind of the master deep in the dream interlayer is still sleeping. The aura that comes at this time is more derived from some of the methods he arranged before falling asleep. The will contained in it is extremely weak, and it is more derived from a part of the body. kind of instinct.

After all, if He wants to recover and resurrect from his endless sleep, he needs to "eat" and replenish the missing part of his "divine nature" to make Him complete again.

Driven by this instinct, this great master showed an extreme desire to eat divinity. The moment his breath came, invisible and thick chains shot out from the void. These chains brought There was a noble rule aura, and when it collided with the gray-white aura released by Goblin Priest Abu, the latter was directly dispersed.

It was like chopping tofu with a sword, or like strong sunlight easily penetrating the thin clouds. The qualitative gap between the two made the winner of this collision in terms of rules already decided before it really started.

Interspersed by these chains of rules, the twisted power released by the goblin priests collapsed immediately and was defeated.

Buzz——

The altar tower standing not far away seemed to be aware of the crisis. The gray eye on the top suddenly opened. The vortex inside the eye seemed to contain a vast gray nebula, from which an equally magnificent and vast force was transmitted from a distance. But it has a slightly eerie sense of terror.

However, this consciousness took the initiative to disintegrate the moment it became aware of the situation here, and also completely cut off its connection with this place.

After the connection with the Mother of Chaos was interrupted, the eye above the Altar Tower completely lost its "soul" and became dim and lifeless. At the same time, the entire crooked Altar Tower lost its support and strength in an instant. The energy supply began to collapse from the inside out.

The chain of order passed quickly, sweeping away some special gray-white crystal blocks left behind after the altar tower collapsed.

"Two-legged hairy monster, that eye! Take that eye!" Count Thanasis' voice sounded at this time, with a touch of urging in his voice. "Hehehe, I originally thought you would be lucky to get a little bit of scum, but I didn't expect... you were lucky enough to pick up a big grain of rice, hahaha. I have to say, some people are still stupid. Blessed!”

Lucian glanced slightly at the paper judge, and then quickly rushed in the direction of the eye.

At this time, the paper judge was indeed overwhelmed with care for himself.

Because the golden scale he took out was not truly divine, but it also had certain corresponding characteristics. In the subconscious mind of the dream master, this was the food he needed to supplement himself.

Although the quantity is not large, the quality is not great either. But in this difficult situation, it was naturally impossible for Him not to regard the bean bags as solid food.

It is precisely for this reason that although he has not been taken care of, he still has several chains condensed by the rules of order to try to capture it and the golden scale it controls.

"Go away!" The indifference that had always been maintained on the face of the judge's paper figure had disappeared, replaced by a touch of unruly domineering. Its flat body kept punching the chains around it, and a wave of waves The faint aura of rules repels these chains, and through the rotation and blessing of the golden scale, an attempt is made to weigh these chains of order.

But unfortunately, if you want to weigh something, you also need a scale.

The moment the paper judge tried to weigh these chains of order, a slight deformation occurred on its golden scale beam.

Click, click, click...

With a slight sound, in the judge's frightened and angry eyes, a small crack appeared on the golden scale beam, and the crack was rapidly growing larger and deeper at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Obviously these chains of order themselves have strongly exceeded the capabilities of the golden scales.

"No!" The paper judge's eyes were about to burst. After he cried out sadly, his whole body disintegrated on its own initiative. After losing the paper man as a "medium", the secret space where the scale was located also quickly separated from the normal space, hoping to avoid the subsequent attacks and plundering of the rule chain.

However, these "little tricks" seem a little pale in front of the chain of rules.

Several chains of rules, like nimble pythons, bound the entire secret space directly. Almost at the same time when the judge's paper figure self-destructed, they bound the entire secret space, acting as an "anchor" to firmly fix the secret space with the golden scale, without giving the other party any chance to escape.

Then, these chains cooperated with each other to "tighten" the stranglehold on the secret space, like a group of old fishermen who cooperated tacitly, and began to slowly pull the "net" back to the boat.

As for the fish in the net? There is no possibility of escape.

"Wizard!" At this time, the goblin priest Abu roared at Lucian.

If the judge only lost the divinity he had worked so hard to accumulate, at least his life was saved, then the goblin Abu really felt the crisis of death at this time.

Under the pursuit of those chains of order, he felt like a fat deer trapped in a small forest by a group of hunters. Death seemed to have become a certainty. The only difference was who killed him and how he died.

Although He had never given up hope of escaping, and even directly dispersed and abandoned his original body, transforming into dozens of emotional lives that could walk in the consciousness of ordinary life, these little tricks seemed a little pale in front of those chains of order.

Puff!

A chain directly pierced through the chest of one of the clones!