I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 135 Haha, Master, I got it! 6K
In response to Heywood, there was a piercing wail from the banshee, and a chain burning with holy fire that pierced through the flesh of his neck.

"Bad guy! You are a bad guy!!"

Amidst Haywood's hysterical roar, he used the last of his magic power to swing a terrifying lightning and fire blade at Roland.

Roland disappeared from the spot and reappeared from another place.

After Haywood sensed Roland's movements, his expression turned extremely grim. This kid actually held his own against Twilight, even saving one last move.

Immediately afterwards, a staggering golden lightning flashed through the hall, striking Heywood's head. It then flickered and danced between his head and his half-wooden body, igniting a blazing holy fire.

The last of Haywood's strength was burned out in the holy fire and lightning.

“Xiaoxi.”

The burning head fell to the ground and rolled off the stage.

In a daze, he saw a music box, and the sound he was most familiar with echoed in the box.

A gentle smile appeared on Heywood's face, and he slowly closed his eyes.

The dancer suddenly appeared next to Haywood's head, and this time, the head was finally completely carved into wood.

Roland walked over to take a look, then sat down on the ground exhausted.

"Mr. Haywood, you're truly remarkable. There were eighteen of us. No, including Red Spirit and Ballet Ghost, there were twenty of us in total. And yet you nearly wiped us out."

Haywood was already considered a formal wizard. With the addition of those who could die for him, he could fight better than the average formal wizard.

Roland and his eighteen companions had tried their best, but he had nearly wiped them out. If it weren't for Keira and his group, if it weren't for the Ballet Ghost and the Holy Fire, who had risked, set fire to, and burned every one of his lives, Roland would have died here, too.

There is no magic power left in his body now.

If it weren't for Haywood's mental problems, and the Red Spirit's control for a few seconds, interrupting his final move, he would definitely be the one to die.

Shaking his head, Roland reached out and picked up the music box on the ground, with a strange look on his face.

At this moment, Haywood's voice suddenly appeared in the dome.

"Don't touch my music box."

Roland's scalp tingled. He looked up at the dome and found a huge human face there.

It slowly opened its eyes.

It was a human face made up of countless pieces of skin and flesh, and each piece of skin represented a person!

It slowly rose from the leather of the dome and rushed towards Roland.

"I said, don't touch my music box!"

Roland was completely dazed. He had exhausted all his tricks, and the last second of his silver pocket watch was reserved for the Thunder and Fire Blade.

I thought I had defeated the BOSS, but it turns out this wizard BOSS still has three stages!
No, that's not right! He's not a wizard anymore!
The aura of this thing is not human at all! It doesn't have any magic power!
It's chaos!
It has completely merged with the 'divine skin'!

Roland was horrified and said, "It's over! I helped Haywood kill the three corpses! He has become an immortal!"

At this moment, a dancer inexplicably appeared before Roland. It was Leona, the Little Fairy. She faced the face of the person charging towards the Great Immortal Heywood and touched his face.

There was a small piece of wood carving on Heywood's face, and it slowly spread.

Then, the second dancer appeared beside Leona and reached out and pointed again.

Afterwards, the third and fourth thirty-six ballet ghosts appeared at the same time, pressing the last "fatal point" on the body of the great immortal Haywood!

Immediately, the 36 wooden spots on Haywood's body connected together and spread to his entire body in the blink of an eye.

The huge human face turned into a large wooden sculpture in just a few breaths.

The ceiling of the human skin hall is decorated with wooden carved human faces, and the walls and floor are still made of human skin.

——"Finally you showed up."

A familiar voice appeared behind Roland.

It was a woman whose face bore a striking resemblance to Angel, except for two demonic horns. A swarm of demonic eyes danced around her, and behind her was a giant floor-length mirror. Under the gaze of the demonic eyes, the ballet ghosts entered the mirror and began to dance.

Roland was slightly stunned, then revealed a strange expression: "You are not dead after all."

Roland had already guessed Angel's identity.

Angel said with a hint of surprise: "Since you guessed that I was not dead, why did you still take action?"

Roland shook his head and said, "I thought he was a wizard, and wizards can be killed."

Angel frowned and said, "Aren't you afraid that you will end up taking advantage of it? I've always wanted to kill you."

Roland glanced at Angel and didn't answer her question directly. Instead, he said, "Lilith, if I don't take action today, you won't get this chance. Everyone will die today, including you. You owe me a life!"

Roland was telling the truth.

If Roland hadn't helped today, this group of people would have been killed as soon as they entered the hall.

Even if they weren't completely wiped out, Lilith would have to use her trump card during the first phase. She would have to kill Wizard Haywood.

When the time comes, after seeing so many ballet ghosts, 'Human-Faced Haywood' will not easily appear. Instead, he will hide in the dark and slowly kill the entire team.

Lilith's face flushed red after hearing what Roland said. She had embarrassed quite a few people today.

She stubbornly said, "I have more than just the ballet company. Even if, even if I don't have it... well, I definitely won't lose."

Roland said, "Don't be so stubborn, Lilith. You have a ballet troupe and some magic tricks in your hands. They're fine for apprentices, but can you handle a divine skin?"

People say you shouldn't hit someone in the face, but Roland exposed the man's lies right there and then, without giving him any respect at all.

So, after Roland finished speaking, Lilith was so angry that her eyes turned black. She reached out to teach the boy a lesson: "Watch your words, kid! Don't think that just because we fought together, I won't hold a grudge against you!"

Roland smiled and said mysteriously, "Lilith, what you're hoping for now is that I won't bear a grudge against you. Do you want to rescue all your friends from the 'Secret Realm'?"

Lilith raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "What do you mean?"

Roland took out a piece of parchment, touched the part with the spell on it without leaving any trace, and then handed it to Lilith.

Lilith looked at it suspiciously, then her expression changed drastically. She hurriedly hid the parchment behind her back and then turned around and stuffed it back into her bag, as if she was afraid Roland would suddenly use magic to destroy the parchment.

"Where's the spell part?" Lilith said with red eyes, "Give it to me now!"

Roland smiled and said nothing.

Looking at that smiling face, Lilith wanted to bite him. She hesitated for a long time, as if she had made up her mind. With a look of grief and indignation on her face, she stretched out her palm, turned her head away and said, "You win, you shameless evil wizard, ten years at most! But let me make it clear in advance, I want to rescue all my friends! And, I, I don't do that kind of service."

Roland asked with a question mark on his face: "What are you talking about?"

Lilith was slightly startled, suddenly realizing that she and Roland were not on the same wavelength. She immediately changed the subject, extended her hand again, and said, "Give me your skin, and I'll help you put it on."

Roland's eyes lit up slightly.

He was still worried about the human skin. He had checked his own skin before, and it seemed to have partially merged with the divine skin, making it impossible to wear it anymore.

He knew that Lilith wanted to help him put on human skin, so he handed the human skin to Lilith.

After Lilith took the human skin, she suddenly showed a wicked smile, and then burned the skin: "Wearing skin? Don't dream! Wait until a new one grows! Hehe~~~"

Roland was horrified. He pointed at Lilith and said, "You, you!!"

At this moment, Roland inexplicably discovered that his hands had skin. Looking again, his whole body was intact, so how could it be that he had no skin?
"What kind of logic is this?" Roland's eyes were full of curiosity.

Lilith said, "There is no logic. Mystery is a chaotic system and there is no logic. I don't know logic, but I know that without Haywood's interference, there are two ways to solve the problem.

In one case, the person who lost their skin never knew that they had lost it. So after burning the old skin, their past skin will not be lost.

One scenario is that when the person who lost their skin knows they have lost their skin, they must be made to believe that their skin is destroyed and can only grow a new one. Once this cognition is formed, their skin may grow back from the past.

Look, what is she saying?

But Roland suddenly understood, as if he had been enlightened.

"I understand, I understand!"

"The moment I entered White Fang, my skin was gone, but I didn't notice it!"

"My skin has grown back a long time ago, but I just didn't notice it."

"I suddenly realized I had no skin, so I lost my skin!"

“I suddenly realized that I could only grow new skin, so my skin started growing!”

"Change the future, and you change the past!"

"Haha, Master, I got it!"

[Realm +30%]

[Forbidden Transfiguration Comprehension Value +30%]

[All magic comprehension value +30%]

Roland understood, but Lilith was stunned. She looked at Roland with a strange look in her eyes, thinking to herself, "This guy's condition is worse than anyone else's. He's truly hopeless!"

"Don't go crazy, you lunatic! Give me the spell!" Lilith said with a sour face.

Roland lied, "With so many spells, who could possibly remember them all? I've written them down in a book at home. Let's leave a magic mark, and when I get back, I'll flip through the book and write it for you."

After Roland crossed over, his mental strength became exceptionally strong. After he was promoted to an intermediate apprentice, he gradually developed the ability to remember everything he saw.

Of course he remembered the spell, and it was also recorded in Alayeh's Notebook. So he could cast the spell on people on the spot.

But he didn't trust Lilith, and was afraid that after he cast the spell, she would abandon him. So he was on guard against Lilith.

Lilith said, "Okay, okay, I believe you. There has to be some trust between humans and demons!"

The two left magical marks on each other.

Magic marks can be used to find people, so she had destroyed the old ones long ago. This is her latest one. Now, perhaps only Roland has her magic mark.

Lilith stretched out her hand towards the stage, and a wizard's sword flew into her hand.

The sword was extremely exquisite, inlaid with gems and gold, and had intricate patterns. Rather than a deadly weapon, it was more like the kind of sword a royal knight would use for show, rather than a sword for use in battle.

But the blade of the sword is very cold and is made of extraordinary iron.

The entire longsword exuded a brutal murderous intent. The gleaming light on it resembled a burning fire or flashing thunder.

Lilith said, "This Thunderfire Blade is a renowned, top-grade artifact. While its power depends entirely on the amount of magic power you inject into it, with your magic power, it's easy for this artifact to unleash a full-strength attack from a high-level apprentice."

After admiring it for a while, Lilith threw it to Roland without any greed: "This is your trophy."

She extended her hand toward the stage again, and a strange piece of crimson leather flew out. "Let's call it the real 'Blood Leather'. It's a natural wonder, derived from the mystical after Haywood's death. Natural wonders are far more powerful than the artificial wonders forged by alchemists. I don't know how to use it, but it's very, very strong, and it's something mystical. Once you put it on, it can block out certain mysterious forces."

Lilith also threw the blood skin to Roland: "This is also your trophy. You can slowly figure out how to use it. These two items can be used by you until you become a formal wizard if you can advance to the official wizard level."

Roland hadn't expected Lilith to be such a discerning person. Not only was she not greedy for the equipment dropped by the monsters she killed, she even explained it to him.

Afterwards, Lilith took out a funny-looking trumpet and a pair of peculiarly shaped toy scissors from her pocket.

These two items seemed to be mysterious objects, and Lilith was very careful when taking them out.

She asked Roland to seal his ears, then put on a clown's nose and made some strange clown poses. Then the trumpet started to sound by itself.

Then, seven ghosts emerged from the human face that bulged out of the dome. As they emerged, they seemed to have something like skin clinging to their backs, unable to break free.

Lilith placed the scissors in front of her eyes, then aimed and snipped a few times. Then the seven ghosts broke free of their flesh and flew to Roland's side.

Roland looked closely and found that they were his own kind spirits.

Earlier, he had the good and evil spirits take their places, but then they all inexplicably vanished, presumably merging with the divine skin. The evil spirits seemed to be dead, but the seven good spirits survived.

Roland was overjoyed. He had thought the undead servants had all gone to report to the goddess Heraclea. Unexpectedly, the good spirits were still alive. Now they could continue to work for him.

After checking the good spirits, Roland looked a little strange.

Their bodies were very weak, but their aura was somewhat different from before.

Lilith told Roland that these ghosts seemed to be contaminated by the Mystery. If you have Soul Tears, you can cultivate them. When you advance, you can increase the probability of mutation towards the Mystery side.

Roland beckoned them back into the book. He then looked around the hall and chanted a few more spells. Then, a red shadow reluctantly returned to the book.

Lilith finally looked at the wooden sculpture above her head and said, "I have to take the divine skin away and store it. I can't give it to you. You can't control this thing, and you will be in big trouble if you take it."

This divine skin is very evil and weird.

As weird as Alayeh's Notes!

Both of these things can lead mortals to the path of wizardry, but they can also easily lead to obsession.

However, Roland had already thoroughly understood the Alayeh Codex. Even if he achieved the Great Dao and became the God of Alayeh, this god was still a figment of his own imagination. It was a Dharma image he had created himself.

As for the divine skin, it's better not to touch it. Otherwise, you will become another Heywood sooner or later.

Roland didn't intend to throw away the watermelon to pick up the sesame seeds.

Moreover, the divine skin came from the Twilight School. It was a hot potato. Whoever took it would be targeted by both the Black Abyss and the Twilight Schools in the future.

Even if this thing was given to Dar, Dar would not dare to accept it.

As for Lilith, she wasn't worried about the debts she had, and she didn't take it back for the power of the divine skin. She wanted to take it in, to be friends with it. So there wouldn't be any side effects.

Roland knew his own limitations. There was no need to risk being targeted by the various schools by coveting something with such significant side effects.

Seeing that Roland agreed so easily.

Lilith had the same opinion as Roland: this guy is a decent and sensible person. He's loyal and not greedy. He's worth getting along with.

She thought for a moment and said, "Let me give you a piece of information. Tell your traitorous fiancée that the Twilight Wizards are about to make a move. Their apprentices might force their way into the Academy Cup this time."

Roland's face froze.

Once the Twilight Wizards participate, the forbidden trial will surely be bloody.

Their attention also means that they may have discovered some hidden mysterious phenomena in the forbidden area.

Then should I still participate in the College Cup?

But if I don’t participate, how can I get my own advancement potion?

Roland was in a dilemma.

At this time, Lilith said: "The unconscious Kayla is in your dimensional bag?"

Roland nodded.

As he and Heywood engaged in a chaotic battle, each spell, lightning, and fire blade in Heywood's hands became more ferocious than the last. By the end of the battle, the hall was ablaze with human skin.

While dodging, he found that Keira seemed to have just fainted, so he saved her in the dimensional bag, preventing her from dying in the chaos.

At least they had fought side by side and shouldered so much pressure for him. When Kayla was awake, she hadn't seen anything she shouldn't have.

So Roland had a kind thought.

Lilith pursed her lips and said, "Thank you. Kayla is my friend and she should still be alive. If you completely remove the shroud, she will wake up after a while. Remember, it must be completely removed from the body. Don't put it under the body like a blanket, otherwise she will still be in a deep coma.

If those who survived this time were all from the Black Abyss, Darl would inevitably be suspicious. But if Kayla was also alive, it would be different. And she wouldn't have seen anything she shouldn't have.

You can put the blame on me for this incident. There's no need to silence her. So please don't harm her life. After you send her down the mountain, I can also give you a certificate."

Roland was a little surprised. He hadn't expected Keira to actually be Lilith's friend. He said, "Since I saved her, I'll send her back. Don't worry."

Lilith breathed a sigh of relief.

This devil is quite loyal and always does things according to the rules.

In the melee, she couldn't help but want to save Kayla several times. But Roland was very powerful, allowing her to hide until the end, suddenly appearing and delivering a fatal blow to her face, easily resolving the biggest problem.

Otherwise, today will be very troublesome.

In fact, if Roland couldn't hold on today, Lilith would save him in the end.

Moreover, even if Roland didn't give her the parchment, she would still let him go.

She would tell Roland, "I will cause trouble for you in the future." But she would not take advantage of someone's misfortune to settle an old score after they had just fought side by side.

This guy is a particular person.

No wonder she gets along so well with the old Black Abyss wizards. They probably all owe her a lot.

Lilith finally took out a crystal ball, stood in front of the wooden sculpture of a human face on the dome, and left a bunch of messages in the crystal ball. She also took a photo with the ballet troupe.

It seems that 'this terrorist attack was done by the famous Lilith'.

Then, she handed the crystal ball to Roland and said, "Tell that old dog Dahl that I helped him with this matter and he owes me a favor."

After Roland took the crystal ball, Lilith looked at Leona who was dancing solo in the front.

Roland's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this little goblin was going to take his great Leona away?

He looked at the floor-length mirror not far away and felt a little unsure.

As a result, Lilith took the large floor-length mirror and looked at herself for a long time, then called Leona for a long time. However, Leona ignored her.

"Alright, alright! Just go with him! You little traitor!"

Lilith glared at Roland in annoyance, then disappeared on the spot.

Shenpi is the entire human skin town. It has not become a wooden sculpture,

The one who turned into a wooden sculpture was Heywood, who had become one with the divine skin.

Lilith must have gone to deal with the matter of the divine skin. It was unknown how she planned to take the divine skin away. Without Haywood as a consciousness, she would not be disturbed by Haywood when communicating with the divine skin.

(End of this chapter)