This wizard only wants to take students

Lucian stopped and used his mental power to quickly build a witchcraft model, ready to take action at any time.

Yeah yeah yeah...

It was at this time that a group of bats with flapping wings flew out from the darkness ahead. After seeing the group of bats, the war general breathed a sigh of relief and slightly lowered the short spear he held in his hand.

"It seems that the combat system he practiced is not good at detection, otherwise he would not regard these ordinary bats as potential opponents." Lucian glanced at the general, but silently gave him a label in his heart.

He, the war general, and the paper judge are all temporary collaborators. They come together temporarily because of interests or common enemies. Later, conflicts may break out because of the disappearance of the common enemy or the inconsistency of interests.

Therefore, Lucian is also carefully collecting some useful information to deal with possible falling outs in the future.

Judging from the results he has observed so far, the warrior's training system should be biased towards close combat. At the same time, he has a strong reliance on his short spear, and even most of his strength depends on that special short spear. can be fully utilized.

"If you want to take action, you must first find a way to control the short spear, at least not to allow him to smoothly exert the full power of the short spear. Otherwise, it will be more difficult for me to escape."

Lucian looked at the general who was leading the way, then moved his eyes away and began to observe the secret tunnel hidden inside the Marquis Mondok's mansion.

The tunnel was built very spacious, and some corners were smoothed. Not long after walking out, it was connected to the sewer network that extends in all directions.

"This tunnel was not built by them. It was built by the Mondoc family a long time ago. They just picked up a ready-made one." The general seemed to be aware of Lu Xian's confusion and explained.

When he spoke, his tone was very calm, and his shoes made a crisp sound when stepping on the stagnant water.

"Where is the altar?" The judge paper mannequin asked. It seemed a little anxious at this time, and there was even a sense of urging in its voice.

"I don't know." The general's voice was low. "I've only been here once. I'm walking forward according to my memory from last time, but I feel that the things on the route are a little different from what I've seen before. I remember last time When I came here, I didn’t pass through so many obstacles and iron bars..."

"Could it be that you remembered the wrong route?"

"Impossible. We hunters only need to walk through it once, and the route is directly memorized in our minds." The general glanced at Lucian, snorted, and then continued walking forward.

But soon, when they came to a corner, the general stopped directly, his expression a little ugly.

"No, this place should be dredged." The general looked at one side of the wall, and even took out a short spear and stabbed it gently, as if he was using this method to find the secret door hidden behind the wall.

Lucian directly activated his mental power for detection, and his mental power penetrated the wall without any hindrance, but he did not find a hidden passage. Behind the wall, there were just ordinary mud and stones.

"No, there is nothing behind." Lucian shook his head, and the war general on the side couldn't put down his short spear after poking a small hole in the wall, admitting Lucian's point of view.

"It should be that person's handiwork that connected the altar built somewhere to this place through the power of 'distortion'. But now that he has taken back the distorted authority, the originally unstable connection here has naturally collapsed, leaving everything Everything is back to normal.”

"It's like you bend a piece of paper and poke a hole to connect two areas that weren't adjacent."

The paper judge seemed to have thought of something. He chuckled and seemed not to care.

Could it be that the altar is inside the two demon nests in the north? But if that's the case, why are there those abnormalities in the Mondoc family's mansion?

When Lucian heard the judge's words, he couldn't help but feel anxious. The face of the general on the side was even more ugly.

After all, his current situation is the worst. If he delays it, he may run the risk of losing control at any time, and he won't be so lucky to escape next time.

"Impossible, there is definitely a problem in the Mondoc family mansion!" The war general roared.

Although Lucian did not refute the judge's words, he did not quite agree with this explanation. If it was true as the judge said, then after the distortion disappeared, the gaze of the existence should also disappear, and Count Thanasis also will be revived as a result.

But now Count Thanasis is still silent, which indirectly shows that the "dirty" things within the Mondoc family have not been cleared away.

"I'm just stating a possibility." The paper judge said in a calm voice.

"Let's go back, I thought of a place!" The general hit the wall twice angrily, then turned to look at Lucian with a ferocious expression, "I remember that my last clear memory was over there!"

The general strode forward, not even paying attention to some disturbed bats or mice, but returned towards the entrance as quickly as possible.

However, when they walked around a corner, Lucian and the others collided head-on with two other players.

"It's you." After seeing the general, the tall and thin player led by the opponent narrowed his eyes slightly, and his companion waved the chain in his hand, ready to take action at any time.

"Get lost!" The general's eyes were filled with anger. He looked coldly at the tall and thin player who had fought with him several times. "I don't have time to fight with you here now."

"But I want your short spear." The tall and thin player laughed strangely, looking at the general with greed in his eyes. "Although I don't know why you want to enter the sewer, since you are here, you can leave your life behind."

As he said this, his body strangely turned into a pool of black water and merged into the wet environment of the sewer.

"It's bad." Lucian's expression was a little ugly. He knew that he had encountered some unexpected situations due to the backlash of the feather pen, and now he was forced to be involved in the conflict between the general and another player because of "luck"!

"Looking for death!" The general didn't know what Lucian was thinking. After seeing the tall and thin player who had a grudge with him, he raised the short spear in his hand almost without hesitation and prepared for battle.

"Hahaha, you can't beat me here!" The tall and thin player's voice echoed in the empty sewer. Under his command, the water flow inside the sewer began to converge here. Soon, the underground water flow turned into a special sticky black water, completely submerging Lucian's calves.