Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Once the excitement subsided, Lynn remembered the purpose of his return.

"Mentor, I discovered something unusual during this trip."

Lynn furtively closed the door and activated the laboratory's soundproof barrier.

This piqued Gregor's curiosity, and a hint of doubt flashed in his cloudy eyes.

This kid is a real "troublemaker"; he always manages to run into some kind of "surprise" every time he goes out.

Lynn recounted his experiences at the Stone Graveyard in detail, from the characteristics of the stone golems to the "worship" and blue light at midnight, and the energy reaction that reached the level of a formal wizard.

Upon hearing "formal wizard-level energy," Gregor couldn't help but feel somewhat skeptical.

"Are you sure it's a formal wizard-level being? Or is it due to environmental interference or a malfunction in your detection compass?"

"The students confirmed it using both their spiritual vision and compass; the energy purity is very high, and it has a clear, regular radiation pattern," Lynn affirmed.

Gregor paced back and forth in the lab. He trusted Lynn's judgment quite a bit, after all, the kid had once "investigated" the secrets of the Bone Spire.

He kept muttering "This is so troublesome" while simultaneously muttering things like "Interesting" and "Maybe it's a completely new source of radiation," acting exactly like someone with a split personality.

In the end, his curiosity as a "researcher" prevailed, and Gregor suddenly grabbed Lynn's shoulder:

Do you remember where that place is?

"Remember."

"Walk!"

Gregor was also an impatient person. Once he made a decision, he dragged Lynn towards the private teleportation array at the back of the laboratory.

After a hurried adjustment of runes and infusion of energy, the gray light engulfed the two.

...

A rubble-lined outpost, inside dilapidated walls.

Several apprentices who were sighing and complaining were startled by the sudden flash of teleportation light.

When the light faded and Gregor emerged with his signature disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, several of his former apprentices nearly collapsed in fear.

"Gregor, your mentor?"

"Why would a third-ring wizard come to a place like this? And with an apprentice no less..."

"Could they be sent by the academy to handle the anomaly?"

The third-class apprentice who had kindly reminded Lynn earlier was also in the crowd. He looked at Lynn, who was being held like a chick by Gregor, and his envy was almost overflowing.

"Holy crap... I'm getting a third-ring wizard as a henchman for my apprenticeship quest? What kind of treatment is this?!"

Since Lynn didn't use the Mimicry spell to change his appearance this time, he didn't recognize that this kid was the boy he had kindly reminded him of a couple of days ago, and thought he was just a "second-generation witch" with a powerful background.

Gregor completely ignored the low-ranking apprentices, holding Lynn in one hand and casually waving his other hand in the air.

The next moment, the two of them took off and shot towards the depths of the rocky graveyard.

The apprentices, who were moving so fast they were almost touching the ground, only saw a gray line streak across the sky before disappearing into the depths of the rocky graveyard in the blink of an eye.

In just a few breaths, the two arrived at the depths of the rocky graveyard, at the edge of the blue light radiation zone.

"Is this the place?"

Gregor squinted at the rocky area ahead, shrouded in a pale blue halo, and felt a viscous and active energy permeating the air.

"Yes, the stone golems and mist spirits here were all created by blue light. I explored this far before I dared not go any deeper."

Gregor nodded, extended his withered right hand, and drew a complex rune in front of him.

The moment the rune took shape, the surrounding light seemed to distort, and ripples like water appeared in the air.

[Gregor's Paradoxical Bias]!

This is a paradoxical defensive magic he created by incorporating the theory of "all things".

It can form a layer of logical distortion around itself, causing attacks, probes, and even some rule effects directed at it to deviate or weaken unpredictably.

He is absolutely invincible among wizards of the same rank!

"Stay close to me and don't leave the force field." Gregor stepped forward.

Lynn hurried to catch up, becoming interested in the gray ripples surrounding them.

This is the mentor's signature witchcraft!

Seeing that he couldn't figure it out, Lynn couldn't help but activate [Analysis].

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[Target]: Gregor's Paradox Deflection (Protective/Disruptive Force Field)

[Rank]: High-level Third Ring (Witchcraft Variant)

【Composition】: Logic fragment weaving layer, reality distortion meme, adaptive energy refraction network, personal spiritual imprint anchor point.

【Core Features】:

1. Asymmetric logical bias: The force field is not simply an energy barrier, but rather constructs a local "layer of logical contradictions".

(For example: When an armor-piercing arrow comes into contact with a force field, it will be given the logical instructions of "must penetrate" and "must be deflected" at the same time. As a result, the arrow will vibrate wildly on the surface of the force field until it runs out of energy and falls.)

2. Reality perception interference: The force field will distort the perception of surrounding creatures (including some mechanical or undead units) regarding the existence of "Gregor and Lynn".

3. Adaptive Energy Refraction: The force field can identify and deflect attacks of various energy forms, and the refraction angle and intensity are automatically optimized according to the attack type.

It is equally effective against physical impacts, dispersing kinetic energy throughout the force field through microscopic spatial folds.

4. The prototype of the Holy Mark - Paradox Anchor Point: The core of the force field is embedded with the "paradox anchor point" formed by Gregor's personal spiritual imprint, which prevents the force field from completely collapsing when subjected to high-intensity attacks. Instead, it enters a "brief logical loop" - endlessly cycling between collapse and reconstruction for a few seconds, giving the caster time to react.

[Spellcasting Conditions]:

1. A deep understanding of "logic", "paradox construction", and "theory of reality cognition" is required.

2. A personal, unique model of mental paradox needs to be constructed as the seed of the force field.

3. Requires at least the mental control precision of a third-ring wizard.

...

Lynn withdrew his perception from the [Analysis], deeply shocked.

This witchcraft is not a traditional "shield" at all, but a partial rewriting of the rules of reality.

This thing is perfect for me. I have my own [Analysis] panel, which will be like a living library with top-notch theoretical knowledge.

"Have you seen enough?" Gregor asked without turning his head, his voice tinged with mockery.

"Don't overthink it. You can't learn it now. Wait until you can prove for yourself whether the statement 'this statement is false' is true or false before you come to me to discuss paradoxes."

Lynn remained silent.

What the hell is this? Do I have to constantly overturn my own understanding to learn this stuff?

Gregor was referring to the classic "self-reference paradox," a problem that involves fundamental logic and is indeed beyond his current ability to delve into.

But just because I can't learn it now doesn't mean I can't learn it in the future. Let's try to get our hands on it first!

"Command: Analyze and record the paradoxical position at hand."

"Take it apart properly!"