This wizard only wishes to be a teacher

"Wahaha..." Count Sanaxis’s voice echoed directly through spiritual power in Lucien’s Spirit Sea. "I’m starting to appreciate this guy, she... she is so creative and efficient!"

However, to Lucien’s surprise, Count Sanaxis did not seem worried or afraid, instead, he was excited as if he couldn’t get enough of the chaos unfolding.

If it could be described in more detail, Count Sanaxis’s mood at the moment might be akin to "Wow, look! There’s a madwoman!"

While Count Sanaxis was making an uproar, Helen Wizard had already begun further "devouring." Wherever she went, a great number of Wizard Apprentices and even ordinary servants started transforming into dolls, which were then tied to her waist. Afterward, these dolls were rapidly absorbed into the body of Helen Wizard at different speeds based on their strengths.

As the number of absorptions by Helen Wizard increased, her aura became increasingly chaotic. However, under the diffusion of power and the transformation of rules from the Dream Layer, it appeared somewhat "justified" and even began to stably progress towards an even higher level of breakthrough.

At this point, Lucien became restless. He subconsciously touched the Seal Card in his pocket and also called upon his spiritual power to quickly inquire of Count Sanaxis, "If she breaks through, this card..."

"I don’t know..." Count Sanaxis now seemed somewhat indolent, "Dreams inherently possess great uncertainty. If you think it will work, it will work, why ask me..."

Lucien was utterly frustrated.

But soon he began to understand the true meaning of Count Sanaxis’s words—it was still an issue with the Dream Watcher!

With this thought, Lucien no longer hesitated. He touched the card in his pocket, and in his eyes brewed a crazy idea.

Perhaps he did not yet possess the power of a Second-level Wizard, but perhaps he might soon gain a servant at the level of a Second-level Wizard!

"Lucien, we’ve got a problem now, Helen Wizard has gained control of nearly one-tenth of Greybone Academy. We have no way to suppress her with a wizard formation. How about we form a small team of no more than five people later? I have a scroll here that may offer a chance to escape..."

Dawson Wizard’s message reached Lucien’s ears, clearly, this temporary leader of Formal Wizard level also sensed that the situation was hopeless and started looking for a way to escape.

However, Lucien did not respond and instead rapidly approached the rampaging Helen Wizard.

"Run!"

"Hurry!"

"Save me..."

At this point, the group of Third-level Wizard Apprentices outside had lost all will to resist Helen Wizard’s rampage. Following the lead of the first fleeing Wizard Apprentice, more and more Wizard Apprentices abandoned their initial teams and started fleeing towards the core area of Greybone Academy.

They could no longer care about the orders of the Formal Wizards and some Wizard Apprentices, in order to escape, even laid traps behind them such as binding or obstructing Witchcraft, to trap fellow Wizard Apprentices and draw the attention of Helen Wizard.

And as these fleeing Wizard Apprentices surged in, Lucien was steadily advancing towards Helen Wizard.

One going in, and the others going out, created a striking contrast with a unique lone figure headed the opposite way.

"Instructor Lucien..."

"My lord..."

"Lord Lucien..."

Edison, Carly, and Gagarin, who were relatively close to Lucien, were not used as cannon fodder, but their faces were still pale. And when they saw Lucien charging toward Helen Wizard, their faces were filled with urgency.

"I..." Carly’s cheeks were already sprouting fine silver feathers, she desperately pushed through the crowd, but she still seemed somewhat ineffective, only able to watch as she and Lucien grew further apart.

"Has Lucien gone mad?" Dawson Wizard was stunned, but he quickly made a decision, subtly moving closer to two other Formal Wizards, waiting for the best opportunity to escape.

When other Formal Wizards saw Lucien charging forward, they all looked astonished, but soon that astonishment turned into glee.

A kind of glee at watching someone else act as scapegoat and march to their doom.

In such a situation, with someone drawing Helen Wizard’s attention, their chances of escaping naturally increased!

But Lucien had no concern for these Formal Wizards’ thoughts. At this moment, his only target was the terrifying aura-emitting Helen Wizard!

The closer he got to Helen, the more Lucien could feel the influence of the Dream Layer invading the real world, making his body feel somewhat unreal under the effect of the special force field, even the very substance of his body started changing slowly, as if he was being "flattened," turning into some sort of special, eerie existence different from normal life.

And the objects around him started changing from solid to illusory, with some flowers and plants even turning into somewhat childish, abstract doodles.

The only constant was Helen Wizard, manipulating many threads, the closer one got, the more one could feel the terrifying aura of the "nightmare" emanating from her. It was as if in this space, she was the Dominator, she was the Demon King!

"Blonde beast-eared loli, blonde beast-eared loli..." Lucien muttered to himself, and suddenly felt that Helen Wizard, who exuded a terrifying pressure, didn’t seem so scary anymore.

After that, he expanded his spiritual power field to keep out the terrifying aura and moved closer to Helen Wizard.

Helen Wizard had also noticed Lucien by now. She even sensed a familiar aura emanating from him and perceived a powerful and imminent threat.

When Helen Wizard looked at Lucien, her cheeks appeared even more peaceful and innocent in the dreamscape, and her innocent, pure eyes caused such a substantial disturbance to Lucien’s spirit that his spiritual power wavered slightly, as if he were not facing an evil nightmare demon but a pure angel.

But she quickly opened her mouth, revealing rows of sharp, slightly curved teeth, even bristling with dense spikes and backward-pointing hooks.

The terrifying and dense arrangement of teeth made Lucien think of lampreys.

And the next moment, a piercing shriek targeting the spirit and soul began to rise from the center of Helen Wizard.

Second-level Witchcraft [Nightmare Howl]!

"No!"

Many Wizard Apprentices near Helen Wizard covered their ears, but this soul-piercing howl didn’t need hearing to be conveyed; the frenzied storm hit these Apprentices’ Spirit Seas directly, causing insurmountable surges in their Spirit Seas.

"Ah—" The Apprentice with the most fragile Spirit Sea let out a scream of despair, and the next moment, with a bang, his head exploded, scattering red and white all over the ground.

Bang, bang, bang—

After the first sound, several more firework-like noises followed, making the scene even bloodier.

"Ah..." The Wizard Apprentices further away also suffered, feeling slightly dizzy, some with headaches and vertigo, while those with weaker spiritual power had varying degrees of reaction.

"Hahaha, I’ve become a Formal Wizard, behold my great fireball!" An Apprentice, amidst this turmoil, became mentally chaotic.

While constantly tearing at his hair, he threw clumps of it—streaked with blood and scalp—at some "opponents," and kept making explosion sounds with his mouth, completely unaware that his skull was visible in places now.

"Lucien mentor!" Carly could barely control the surging Bloodline Power within her, feeling her blood boiling, and even under the Wizard Robe, her body started to show signs of turning draconic.

However, she was more concerned about Lucien’s condition; after all, they were only affected by the ripple effects, so what was Lucien’s state facing the impact head-on?

"It’s truly terrifying..." Lucien’s condition was also dire, blood flowed from his nostrils and ears, his spiritual power buzzed, and the Wizard’s Notes appeared in his hands, the Seal Card page flying out and putting him under the enhanced Golden Body bestowed by [Moonlight Protection·Modified].

But immunity to attack didn’t completely free him from spiritual disturbance; Lucien’s Spirit Sea was chaotic, and even summoning the simplest Zero-level Witchcraft was exceedingly difficult!

"A brave fool." Outside Greybone Academy, blonde Wizard Lott Visk crossed his arms, reveling in the chaos inside Greybone Academy.

He enjoyed seeing the despair on the Wizard Apprentices and Formal Wizards’ faces inside, which gave him a feeling of exhilaration.

"Old guy, you think you’re so mighty? I’ll destroy your lair and your savings, hmph, hmph, hmph..." Wizard Lott sneered inwardly, while also enjoying Helen Wizard’s bloody performance.

"It’s over, let’s go!" Wizard Dawson also had a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

He took out a damaged map with a single motion, exchanged glances with the other two Formal Wizards, and all three infused their spiritual power into the map. In an instant, the map turned into a huge carpet that enveloped them and turned into a streak of light, flying toward the outskirts of Greybone Academy.

"Dawson!"

"Bastard!" Their actions undoubtedly shocked and angered the other Formal Wizards. Amidst the curses, some Formal Wizards began to flee, while others stepped in to stop these escapees.

"Lucien mentor..." Carly felt her heart clench; she closed her eyes and, through the imprint left in her palm by Cloud Country, started to communicate with a consciousness residing at the core of Cloud Country...

At that moment, Helen Wizard looked at Lucien and smiled, reaching out with her delicate, jade-like hand. But her small, petite hand had fingernails that had turned into five blood-red, razor-sharp claws.

The claws pierced through the chest.

Helen Wizard rotated her hand with a gruesome smile, wanting to savor her prey’s despair in the face of death.

What she saw, however, was merely a smile on Lucien’s face.

"Thank you." Lucien’s voice was soft and polite.

But the next moment, Helen Wizard felt something sticking to her chest.