Lanchi's Strange Function

"Very good."

Ferrat's expression held no joy or anger, but the veins on his forehead still twitched twice.

He nodded.

Ferrat didn't know if this young man was truly ignorant of his own limitations or deliberately provoking him.

But it didn't matter.

He could just evaporate him first.

The Proctor, Ferrat, high in the sky, slowly opened his palm. Every slight movement of his fingertips seemed like an unquestionable and unchangeable rule.

Instantly, his eyes became as deep as the starry sky. Powerful magic was gathering around him, preparing for a grand opening ceremony.

As Ferrat's lips parted slightly, chanting a series of obscure incantations in a clear voice, the surrounding air began to heat up abruptly, filled with a violent aura of flames.

An invisible wave of magic swept across the entire grassland, howling and stirring up air currents.

In that instant, the tips of the green grass beneath him began to turn yellow and emit scorching smoke, as if overwhelmed by Ferrat's high-temperature magic.

Even without using Magic Cards, the spells Ferrat himself mastered were enough to easily instantly kill the two of them.

However.

Underestimating enemies weaker than oneself was not a wise move.

Ferrat knew this well.

For a lower Tier to defeat a higher Tier, the only chance for a comeback was a "special mechanism."

For example, instant kill points like high reflection damage could easily cause even a higher Tier to stumble.

Before Ferrat arrived, no matter what intelligence resources he used, he couldn't find any record of Lanchi's actual combat experience.

He was as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

Coupled with Lanchi's often unusual way of thinking, it made Ferrat feel a sense of caution.

So, he was initially unwilling to actively attack Lanchi. A large part of the reason was the fear of triggering special mechanism Magic Cards like reflection damage.

It would be best if he could persuade him to retreat through words.

But since this kid was determined to stir up trouble, there were plenty of ways to deal with him.

For example, giving this young man named Lanchi a good death experience, letting him slowly die in agony from the burning flames.

Furthermore, Ferrat was also very certain that this Duke Miss had a temper that would rather die than admit defeat.

In this artificial Shadow World where killing wouldn't result in death, after burning Lanchi, this unstable factor, there would be plenty of time to unilaterally deal with her later.

On the distant grassland ground.

Feeling the approaching dangerous heat, Hughberlian's eyes flickered as she faced the finally attacking Ferrat, as if she had discovered something.

"Ferrat was probably guarding against you being a reflection damage type just now, but we can't withstand his Tier 3 magic for long either!"

Hughberlian quickly said in a low voice.

She discovered that the spell Ferrat was currently chanting was not a Tier 5 destructive area-of-effect spell.

Instead, it was a Tier 3 sustained area-of-effect spell with less damage!

"Don't worry, I told you I'm a function-specialized White Mage."

As Lanchi spoke, a Magic Card appeared in his hand.

He already had a countermeasure when Ferrat began chanting the spell.

This Spell Card, created using the principle of Demon Race toxins taught by Talia, could finally be put to use.

In the conference room.

Even though most teachers felt there wasn't much suspense regarding the outcome of this exam.

At this moment, they were paying close attention to the battle situation.

"Is this guy named Lanchi finally going to make a move?"

The teachers had actually been curious about what role Lanchi could play for a long time.

White Mages, due to the fact that healing magic accounts for over 70% of their spell structure to gain job recognition, are often specialized healing mages.

The remaining few Spell Card slots provide various forms of assistance to the team.

If one's own spell structure is specialized for function, they often won't be recognized as a White Mage during job certification. Instead, they will be classified as other support roles based on the proportion of their spells.

So the teachers only knew that Lanchi carried a large number of healing spells.

But they didn't understand what kind of style Lanchi was, or what the card slots other than healing spells were for.

"Even if he has spells with strong crowd control effects, he can only interrupt Ferrat's casting once."

"And given his Tier, it's very likely he won't be able to affect Ferrat at all."

The teachers discussed while staring intently at the magic screen.

Often, the harder the control effect, the more difficult it is to apply.

For example, hard controls like [Stun] and [Freeze] simply wouldn't work on the Tier 5 Ferrat at this moment, not with a Tier 2 Lanchi.

The only soft control that might be applied to interrupt casting is [Mute].

But the [Mute] Lanchi could apply to Ferrat would only last for an instant; Ferrat could just recast the spell.

The battle continued on the screen.

The teachers all knew this was likely the decisive wave.

If Lanchi and his team could get through it, there would still be room for subsequent maneuvering.

But if they had no countermeasure, it would end here!

"Deep within the earth's veins lies the Spirit of Flame, please unleash the wrath of the lava..."

Just as Ferrat was chanting the incantation in ancient human magic language.

The sound of chanting stopped abruptly.

His gaze shifted coldly, only to see Lanchi holding a Magic Card emitting a purple haze in his hand.

Clearly, Lanchi had used this Purple Rare quality Spell Card to interrupt his incantation.

Ferrat's expression was cold, but his face showed no emotion.

"He really used silence magic."

"It can indeed interrupt Ferrat once, but this is just drinking poison to quench thirst."

The senior professors watching in the conference room sighed.

Even a Tier 2 Purple Rare card, if it wants to silence a Tier 5 Ferrat, can only last for an instant before automatically dispelling.

And this kind of Spell Card that can apply Mute often has a long cooldown time.

Ferrat can cast spells again soon.

By then, the outcome will not change!

Just when the teachers were about to stop watching.

One second passed.

Two seconds passed.

Five seconds passed!

Ferrat still couldn't make a sound!

Even Lanchi stood calmly in the distance with one hand on his hip, like an old cadre, looking at the Proctor Ferrat in the sky.

"???"

"Why can it silence for so long?"

"What card can add such a powerful Mute? Impossible!"

It was clearly just a Purple Rare Tier 2 Spell Card, even if it defied the heavens, it couldn't control Ferrat in his Tier 5 state like this!

At this moment, it wasn't just Ferrat in the picture who was shocked.

Even the teachers watching in the background in the conference room finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

"My ※!!"

Accompanied by exclamations.

The teachers finally saw that the terminal background had successfully identified and displayed the attributes of the card Lanchi had just used!

On the screen projected by the magic screen.

"Uh uh!!"

Ferrat wanted to question Lanchi, but could only make strange sounds.

At this moment, he finally understood.

The reason he couldn't continue chanting spells was because of that strange Spell Card Lanchi used to interrupt his casting!

It wasn't Mute at all.

It was—Forbidden Speech!

Friendly Exchange

Category: Spell Card

Grade: Purple Rare

Attribute: Curse/Poison

Tier: 2

Effect: Lightly damages the enemy's throat with curse and poison, applying the "Forbidden Speech" status: causes severe pain in the throat as if being scraped by a knife, preventing vocalization. Cooldown 15 seconds.

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