This wizard only wants to take students.

Chapter 245 Collision
“Has he temporarily suppressed all the filthy power into his left eye?” Lucian couldn’t help but sigh as he looked at the sturdy man who had basically regained his sanity.

Although the filthy power from the Hell Civilization is a very terrifying and difficult force, it is only a first-level wizard-level ability after all. It is not strong enough to deal with second-level wizard-level opponents. At most, it can rely on the special nature of its ability to cause them some trouble.

For example, now, this burly player obviously concentrated the filthy power of the Tao in his left eye in some way. Although he temporarily sacrificed his left eye, he also got out of the chaotic state just now.

“Good, very good.” The sturdy man’s voice was low and a little grainy. His right eye was staring at Lucian fiercely, but his left eye was looking around casually. After seeing Lucian, he seemed to have grasped the key point. He stared at Lucian, and even his eyes began to move slightly, and there was a trend of gradually "reddening".

He slowly raised the spear and began to gather strength again.

"Don't let this wizard run away!" Just then, a somewhat cold voice came from behind Lucian, and a short creature crawled out from behind the door. There seemed to be a special mucus on the surface of its gray-green skin, and its scarlet eyes revealed a sense of madness and viciousness.

This is a Chaos Goblin. Although it does not deliberately emit its own aura, the two obvious clusters of marks on its ears can easily indicate that this is a Chaos Goblin that has been baptized by the "Mother of Chaos" and whose life level is comparable to that of a second-level wizard!
It stuck out its tongue with a fierce grin, and looked at Lucian with extremely cold eyes, as if it was staring at a lamb to be slaughtered.

But after noticing Lucian's gaze, the Chaos Goblin spread his hands and grinned, revealing his full row of fangs. "I've heard of wizards before, but unfortunately I never had the chance to taste them. But today... my wish will come true."

When a Chaos Goblin speaks, its tone is filled with malice and sarcasm, coupled with its hoarse, harsh sound like metal rubbing against leather, which can easily make people irritated and even want to attack it directly.

However, this is exactly what the Chaos Goblin planned. As a "lower race" of goblin priests, he also has a certain ability to distort and manipulate emotions. If he can anger Lucian through these little tricks, he will have more advantages in the next battle.

Lucian turned and ran, but the moment he lowered his head, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

“Want to leave?” The Chaos Goblin’s ruby ​​eyes flickered, and an invisible wave enveloped Lucian, making Lucian feel that the resistance around his body had suddenly increased dozens of times, as if he was stuck in an invisible quagmire, and moving was extremely difficult.

This is one of the lower-level abilities of the "distortion" power, and at this time the Chaos Goblins relied on this racial talent to distort the air around Lucian!

“Hehehe…” The Chaos Goblin sneered, trying his best to squeeze the distorted air around Lucian together, hoping to use it to crush Lucian into a meat patty. At the very least, he could restrict his movements and buy time for the strong man’s attack.

“Hmph.” Lucian grunted, but he also held up his mental force field to fight against the distorted air around him.

"I'm not in a hurry, tsk tsk tsk..." The Chaos Goblin tried his best to control the air around him, while his mouth was not idle either, trying to gain further advantage through verbal stimulation.

Lucian turned his head to look at the sturdy man who was leisurely accumulating strength, and beads of sweat appeared on his cheeks.

Rustle... The wizard's notes were flipping quickly, and then a piece of torn paper flew out. From the cracks on the paper, one could faintly feel the strong elemental fluctuations, as if some powerful witchcraft was sealed in this page of animal skin paper.

"Hehehe..." The Chaos Goblin sneered, as if he had expected this.

He waved his hand and a decree appeared out of thin air. The golden words were instantly activated at this moment, and turned into special golden chains in the next moment.

"This magic will become ineffective immediately!"

The Chaos Goblin looked at Lucian with ferocious eyes. He pointed at the page of witchcraft that was about to be released. Suddenly, chains wrapped around that page of the book and locked it tightly. The witchcraft stored inside was instantly extinguished under the strong suppression of the nobles of the Real Land.

The sturdy man finished accumulating strength and threw out the spear in his hand at this moment.

A hideous and bloodthirsty smile appeared on the Chaos Goblin's face. He seemed to have seen the scene of Lucian being pierced by a short spear and dying in pain.

But the next moment, his whole body trembled, and then he slowly lowered his head and looked at the ancient short spear that pierced his chest, with confusion, pain, unwillingness and disbelief in his eyes.

He had no guard against the sturdy man at all. After all, in his opinion, the other party had been controlled by his elders and was his most loyal servant. In some situations, he was even more trustworthy than his own people.

But why...

The Chaos Goblin struggled, but at this moment his vitality was rapidly drained away as his heart was completely pierced through. Only with the strong willpower of a second-level wizard could he temporarily linger on. He raised his head and looked forward, and met the cold gaze of the burly player.

"The contamination just now has awakened his self-awareness again..." Lucian smiled as he looked at the Chaos Goblin who was already on the verge of death. He now had a certain understanding and knowledge of this cultivation system that promoted through "baptism" and sacrifice.

Their strength comes from the "Mother of Chaos", so in terms of control over strength, they are still weaker than practitioners of other systems. For example, the Chaos Goblin just now did not realize that the strong man's short spear was actually targeting him...

“You set me free, but I also saved your life, so we’re even.” The sturdy man waved his hand and took the spear back into his own hand. He glanced at Lucian coldly with his right eye, turned around and prepared to leave.

"You are still His toy. Are you sure you want to leave like this?" Lucian glanced at the sturdy man, but his words made the player pause and blood surge around his body.

"I've already sacrificed an eye." The sturdy man had a gloomy expression. He tore off his left eye and let the "little guy" cry and struggle. He used force with his left hand, as if he wanted to get rid of the "traitor" in his hand directly.

"It seems that you are not aware of what is controlling you." Lucian watched the sturdy man's actions, slowly squatted down, picked up the paper man that had just fallen to the ground, and at the same time noticed the eyes of the paper judge looking at him.

"Well, is it solved?" The paper man's tone was a little light, even nonchalant.

Lucian’s face darkened. If he hadn’t been afraid of the “judge” behind this paper figure, he would have wanted to tear the other person to pieces.

It’s true that you don’t need to rely on it in normal times, and the key is that it’s unreliable!

"Just tell me whether I won or not." The paper man's mouth opened and closed gently, and his thin body swayed slightly, as if he was laughing.

Lucian said nothing. After all, the relationship between him and the paper man was just a one-time cooperation. As long as there was no fundamental conflict of interest between the two sides, he was too lazy to argue with the other party. However, on some key issues, Lucian could not let the paper man be vague.

"But I need to know your role, otherwise I would rather give up this opportunity. You should have some concerns, right? Otherwise, the judge would have taken action directly." Lucian looked at the paper man, and while cleaning up the corpse of the Chaos Goblin, he quickly negotiated with the paper man. The paper man swayed gently, as if he was in deep thought, or as if he was communicating with a certain existence in some obscure way.

"When I see the Chaos Altar, I will take action."

After Lucian put away the processed bodies, Zhiren spoke again, restraining his previous frivolity and showing a calm and sophisticated look. At this moment, he felt more like the "judge" he had seen before.

“Your Honor?” Lucian asked softly.

"It's me." The paper man nodded slightly.

"Can I have a general idea of ​​the combat effectiveness you can display right now?" Lucian asked after a brief silence.

"Under normal circumstances, I can tangle with a second-level wizard in a short period of time. If you are willing to give me some ink, I can borrow more power from my main body. If you are willing to give me that pen, I can help you directly solve all the troubles you are facing now."

The paper man's voice was calm, but it made Lucian feel a little apprehensive.

“Who is he?” The sturdy man also noticed the paper man. He looked down at Lucian with scrutiny in his eyes.

“Another player.” Lucian didn’t say much. After all, the judge’s consciousness was still attached to the paper man. If the judge wanted to explain himself, he could just speak for himself. There was no need for Lucian to guess the judge’s thoughts just to satisfy the curiosity of this strong man.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t be considering these things right now.” Lucian looked at the sturdy man who only had his right eye left, and waved his hand lightly. Suddenly, his mental power formed dense words in the air. Under the influence of the dream rules, they were quickly "translated" into a language that the sturdy man could understand.

"The thing you encountered before is called a goblin priest. Here is some basic information about him. Although the power of 'filth' restored your sanity temporarily, you are now 'parasitizing' your own body. I believe you understand what this situation means."

Lucian looked at the burly man.

The sturdy man was silent, with a fierce light in his only remaining right eye.

“I have no reason to lie to you.” Lucian seemed to understand the other party’s thoughts and spoke slowly. The calmness in his voice softened the sturdy man’s eyes a little.

“Give her to me and we’ll join forces.” After a second of silence, the sturdy man looked at Lucian and pointed at the “Little Lula” Lucian was holding.

Lucian's eyes narrowed slightly. "Are you threatening me?"

The sturdy man didn't say anything. He felt that as a high-level warrior, his willingness to help Lucian, a little guy who hadn't even reached the level of a warrior (second-level wizard), was a compromise in itself, so he must be given certain guarantees and control in other aspects.

"I'm just making my request." The sturdy man's eyes were fierce, and at the same time, the short spear in his hand seemed to be raised further.

Lucian raised the wizard's notebook in his hand without showing any weakness. As long as he could make the crimson page "silent", the strong man's consciousness would be immersed again and he would become a puppet of the goblin priest again.

At the same time, Lucian also took out the Ice Scepter and confronted the strong man without showing any fear.

A hint of fear flashed in the sturdy man's eyes. His mouth moved slightly, but he didn't say much.

Lucian sneered and prepared to withdraw the power of the wizard's notes. After all, in order to maintain the effect of the Crimson Page, he needed to keep using his mental power to maintain the connection between the Crimson Page and the sturdy man, which was a considerable drain on both him and the Crimson Page.

"I'll go with you!" Suddenly, the sturdy man spoke in a low voice, and then he added, "But only tonight."

"Very well, you can call me wizard or shadow."

"You can call me General." The sturdy general looked a little lonely at this moment. He lowered his head and tightly grasped the short spear in his hand.

"Have you ever seen an altar before?" Lucian quickly thought of something, and he looked at the general and asked.

"altar?"

"Yes, a building made of stones with a gray eyeball on its head..." The paper judge spoke. In order to give the general a clearer concept, his description was particularly detailed. Many of the details were even the first time Lucian had heard of them.

"I've seen it, underground." The Warlord said in a low voice, "They call this thing a 'tower'."

"Tower?" There was a hint of joy in the paper man's voice. It flew directly from Lucian's body, and then gently stuck to the general's arm, urging the general to lead the way quickly.

Lucian said nothing and quickly followed the general into a room. After moving the wardrobe away, he walked into a hidden tunnel.

"How did you get caught?" As they walked, Lucian carefully asked the general some details, hoping to collect more information about the goblin sacrifice.

"I don't know." The general looked grim. "Even my memory of those days has become a little fuzzy."

Suddenly, the general walking in the front stopped, slowly raised his spear, and his eyes became sharp.

"Something's coming."

(End of this chapter)