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Chapter 251: Confrontation between Rules
Is it possible for a pacifier to severely injure or even kill a formal wizard-level person simply by relying on weight and impact force?

What a joke!

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

Lucian muttered to himself, but soon he felt the ground beneath his feet begin to shake. The strong shaking felt like being attacked by some powerful person who was good at controlling the earth veins.

Soon, in Lucian's field of vision, he saw a moving mountain of flesh. Even against the backdrop of this mountain of flesh, the original pacifier was nothing!

Lucian's pupils shrank slightly, because this mountain of meat looked more like a fleshy human calf!
Whether it was the shaking of the ground or the "mountain of meat" sweeping towards him, it seemed to have originated from the giant baby turning over.

Maybe for him, this is just a moment of waking up in a bad mood?

"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 floated to Lucian’s side. He looked at the giant fleshy foot approaching from afar, and said solemnly, “I didn’t expect that He has reached this level in the application of rules…”

Judging from the tone of the judge paper figurine, it seems that he has some admiration for the goblin priest.

But Lucian had no intention of listening to the judge's description of his admiration for the goblin priest. He looked seriously at the "meat mountain" that was rolling towards him, and was thinking quickly of a countermeasure in his mind.

"Don't attack it, otherwise your attack is likely to be transferred to someone nearby through distorted means, and then use the rules to kill you directly." The judge paper figurine reminded in a low voice. At the same time, a somewhat illusory scale appeared above its head again. When the scale swayed, it directly picked itself up and weighed it with something in a certain position.

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

“Avoid?” Lucian took out the wizard’s notes.

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

The warrior who still hadn't woken up from his deep sleep at this time looked rather miserable, as the huge foot hit him hard on the body.

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

Although the warrior's physical fitness was considered extremely strong at the second-level wizard level, he was entangled in the dense distorted rules around him and his strength was restricted to an extremely low range. Even the ancient short spear he was holding, most of its power was now sealed and bound inside the tree branch.

In this situation, facing the sweeping mountain of meat, the only thing the general could do was to swing the short spear in his hand with all his might.

At the critical moment of life and death, the general's spirit and the blood emanating from his body reached a perfect balance, and he delivered his most powerful blow.

Under the urging of the general, the short spear burst out with terrifying space ripples. The space ripples continued to vibrate and caused larger ripples, causing the space where the general was to become abnormally distorted.

But compared with that fleshy calf, the space that the short spear could affect was too small and too weak.

click-

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

But this had already reached the limit of the short spear. With a slight click, the short spear broke, leaving jagged gaps at the broken end and some wood chips flying around. Then the general let out a muffled groan from the backlash.

"Wow--" As if because of the pain, the sweeping movement of the "calf" stopped, and was replaced by a burst of crying, followed by the calf flapping around like a pendulum.

In fact, the baby was just shaking his calves subconsciously, but from the perspective of Lucian and others, this move was like a pillar of heaven falling from the sky, and each blow made the area where they were standing shake and tremble.

"Get out of here!" the general roared. Perhaps because he was the one who had just caused the baby to feel pain, the position where he stood received extra "care". He was unable to resist after dodging again and again. 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 it to strengthen himself and improve his ability to fight against this huge calf.

But as the calf hit him heavily, the general's roar came to an abrupt end.

Not long after, the power of rules descended, and Lucian's mental power was replenished under the influence of the rules and became more refined.

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

“Is this the power of rules?” Lucian had already gotten rid of the moonlight state, but when he looked at the "towering" baby in front of him, he also felt a huge pressure.

After all, force can defeat skill. That’s no joke.

In this situation, the baby's random swaying of its body, or even its turning over, caused a very scary noise for Lucian. He was like an ant walking next to the baby, and could be in danger at any time because of some unintentional actions of the baby.

Even though the baby didn't have any special attacks, his kicks could sweep across a large area, and his clapping could make a giant hand "fall from the sky." Given the huge size difference, Lucian felt that his own attacks were extremely pale, and if used to attack the baby, it would only be enough to tickle him.

"Your Honor, do you have any good ideas?" After Lucian was sure that he didn't have a good way to solve the problem at the moment, he looked at the paper judge beside him without hesitation.

If the opponent doesn't have any good method, Lucian will consider how to get out. After all, getting beaten here will definitely not solve the problem.

He might as well put his hope on Hercules, maybe he could find another way out from inside the demon's nest in the north. There was no need to risk his life here fighting with this buggy player.

"We have to get rid of the tower!" The paper judge emerged from the void space where the scale was, but its body was already somewhat damaged, and even some subtle cracks could be seen on the edge of its body. It was obvious that the material of this paper clone had gradually collapsed, and the power it could mobilize would also rapidly decrease with the collapse of the clone.

So now it also hopes to achieve a quick victory.

Moreover, it did not 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, which was something the judge could not tolerate.

“Solve the tower?” Lucian turned his head to look at the crooked building not far away, somewhat confused about its connection with the current situation.

"That guy is in a semi-sealed state inside the real land. Without the help of the tower, he has no way to use the distorted rules he has mastered!"

The judge's paper figurine was now emitting 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 holding up the baby with some difficulty.

The moment the Libra 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.

On the golden scale, the phantom of a baby was being weighed at one end. The phantom was agile, with its fleshy arms waving, looking extremely lively.

This is when the judge took action. He used the imperfect rules of the scale to force the baby into one end of the scale to be weighed and restricted. To be precise, what was weighed was the baby's ability to move!
During the weigh-in period, the baby's ability to move was deprived and he was in a semi-sealed state.

"Judgment!" The paper judge's voice sounded with some effort. At the moment when the baby was forcibly weighed, streams of gray air also infected the golden scale, and even infected the scale bar with a grayish-white color.

However, the Golden Libra was also trying its best to fight back. The golden halo contained within it began a tug-of-war with the invading gray-white air currents, and began a fierce confrontation over rules and order with the Golden Libra as the battlefield.

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

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

Obviously, the Judge is in a relatively weak position in this invisible battle, and what Lucian has to do now is to take advantage of the time gap before the Judge is completely defeated and find a way to destroy the "tower" directly. This will solve the crisis he and the Judge are facing from the root.

“Is it the power that comes from the rules?” Lucian gritted his teeth, then he took out a folded piece of white paper from his pocket.

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

laugh--

The decree was torn apart by Lucian, and the special power of rules contained in it was also released at this moment.

A special force of rules descended upon Lucian and Identity [Lula], covering their bodies with a faint pink-purple halo.

[Law·Immunity] To a certain extent, you are immune to damage caused by the outside world and greatly reduce the impact of the rules on yourself.

This decree can make Lucian and Lula semi-invincible for a short period of time. Lucian had previously envisioned that this was to prevent Lula from being killed by a sneak attack, and to buy time for his body to return to the rescue by using immunity to damage. However, now for Lucian, he pays more attention to the second effect of this decree.

In the current situation, he can use the rules constructed within the decree to offset some of the "distorted" rule power of the goblin priests, thereby achieving an effect of increasing strength.

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

chi chi chi...

After the surface of his body was covered by the rules of dreams, 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", due to its small quantity and the fact that it was rootless water, it had always been in a defensive state in this battle, and in some cases it could not even completely prevent the gray-white airflow from affecting Lucian.

However, it was precisely because of 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 is that when Lucian casts the first-level sorcery [Frost Moon Dance], the size and power of each Frost Moon Blade are 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 sustained 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?
(End of this chapter)