This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 218 - 217 Ecological Confrontation_1
Chapter 218: Chapter 217: Ecological Confrontation!_1
Chapter 218 -217: Ecological Confrontation!_1
Half a day later.
A group of ten gathered together once more.
The ten who regrouped, each remained silent.
To have such strength, such a level, one can’t say that all are shrewd, but at least they could all see the gravity of the situation.
Outside were top-tier Sixth-Rank bishops from the [Netherworld Blood Race], three Fifth Rank members of the Blood Race.
There likely weren’t that many Fourth Rank Blood Race left.
Quite a few were burnt by Andre, the “Fire Wizard”.
But there should still be seven or eight.
There were dozens of Third Rank Blood Race.
Not to mention the large number of Blood Race bats outside.
Add to that the fact that those Blood Race outside will be preparing in all respects.
For the group of ten, escaping with even half would be quite the feat.
Just as everyone was preparing,
Bervis Twain, with his characteristically rich voice, spoke up.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we currently cannot go outside.”
“It will be about three or four days before we can leave.”
The words of Bervis Twain made everyone stunned.
“Why?”
The one to ask was Annabelle.
“Because…”
Bervis began to explain slowly.
“The Three-Eyed God Church and St. Land Tower will join forces in three or four days to conduct the first ecological confrontation with the power of the underground lighthouse against the Blood Race Sanctuary.”
Ecological confrontation?
>For a moment, everyone looked at Bervis Twain with astonishment.
Although they had heard of the confrontation of ecological powers and even studied it in books,
they had never actually encountered it before.
The confrontation of ecological level powers,
that terrifying force would sweep through all dimensions.
And as the bearers of power for the two sides of the confrontation,
the Blood Race’s castle and blood pool,
the human’s Steam Tower and Steam Lighthouse, all would receive a heavy blow.
This would inevitably cause a direct weakening of both parties’ powers.
Bervis Twain continued to explain.
“During the ecological confrontation, it will greatly affect those Blood Race using the power of the blood pool and the Blood Race castle outside.”
“This will help us escape safely.”
This reassured everyone greatly.
“How did you come to know such important information?”
Annabelle asked curiously.
“I am a devout follower of the great Three-Eyed God, naturally, I would receive certain directives,” Bervis Twain stated calmly.
As he spoke, unintended listeners perhaps understood intentionally.
Tuck felt a slight warmth in his heart, his thoughts whirring rapidly.
“Damn! This Bervis Twain, he worships the great Three-Eyed God.”
“His movements and manners are precise, his demeanor devout, his faith firm.”
“He even knows such a confidential matter as the ecological confrontation, clearly he is an inside member of the Three-Eyed God Church, and held a high position.”
“Previously, I have come into contact with Bishop Martha Clark.”
“The upper echelons of the Three-Eyed God Church know my specific identity.”
“And this man is also a part of the upper echelons of the Three-Eyed God Church, could it be…he knows my identity!”
“Perhaps he does not know the specifics, but he might have guessed them.”
“No wonder this man seems to look at me with appreciation, yet his gaze remains calm.”
“There’s a very high chance he has figured out my identity.”
As Tuck gradually refocused his thoughts, he didn’t express much.
Even if the other person knew his identity, it had nothing to do with Tuck’s comprehensive preparation for escape.
The experience of fleeing ever since being ejected from the Steam Tower by Ramore in Lamore,
made Tuck understand one thing profoundly.
Only the safety in one’s own hands is true safety.
“Three to four days, that’s enough time for me to complete a series of experiments.”
With this thought in mind, Tuck wasn’t idle either.
“Whoo whoo whoo…”
A faint steam roaring noise spread and surged around Tuck.
The dense Steam Grey Mist billowed out.
“What a rhythmic steam roaring,” Bervis Twain complimented.
“It’s barely passable, just that there’s too few Steam Cores, I’ve only got one at the moment.”
Tuck shook his head, then asked.
“Bervis Twain, do you have any channels for Steam Cores?”
“I don’t have any, but the gods will bestow them upon you.”
Bervis Twain’s explanation sounded like a blessing.
But to Tuck, it had another meaning.
As God’s Devotee, would he still lack Steam Cores?
Amid the diffusing steam.
Silently, Tuck activated his Steam World Origin Energy Spirit State, bridging the gap between his own steam and the World of Seal Barrier.
Just as Tuck had expected.
Tuck radiated his Steam Sequence Power, which could gradually push forward the infiltration and interaction with the Sealing Boundary Small World.
Although it would take a long time, what was certain was that the Sealing Boundary Small World could trap Tuck for some time, but it could not keep him there for long.
Just that alone was enough.
Once the steam had sufficiently dispersed.
Tuck flipped his hand and took out the Micro Spirit Level Forbidden Sealed Object [Destiny Fang].
If one didn’t understand this object, it could be quite dangerous.
Permanent use would halve one’s lifespan.
The average Transcendent truly couldn’t withstand that.
And to use it to extend life, one’s soul would be captured by it.
Minimal contact, occasional use.
That was the correct way to wield the [Destiny Fang].
Shortly after, Tuck flicked his wrist again, and the silver Steam Transcendent Extraordinary Revolver [Execution] was in his hand.
Tuck’s finger lightly moved.
Click click click…
The sound of the rotating cylinder, like the gears of fate, began to turn.
Then, Tuck placed [Destiny Fang] against [Execution].
Utilizing Origin Energy to build a bridge for their fusion.
Soon, the originally fusion-prone [Destiny Fang] began to subtly squirm.
Rapidly absorbing Tuck’s life while also settling into the depths of [Execution]’s framework.
About ten minutes later.
[Destiny Fang] successfully merged with [Execution].
“Let’s call you [Life Fate Execution],” he said.
Feeling the brand new “Steam Forbidden Revolver,” Tuck thought to himself.
[Life Fate Execution]
It bore the silver-grey undertone with forbidden patterns of blood and gold color.
Just by drawing it, one could impose considerable deterrence on the enemy.
“The lethality is indeed much stronger than before, and it’s now usable at medium and long distances, not just restricted to the [Execution]’s close range execution attribute.”
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“Executing enemies, ending their lives, I can enhance my own life limit.”
“This is indeed Mystic Arts.”
“Aside from Forbidden Seals, there’s hardly anything else capable of performing such inconceivable transformations.”
“The specific situation will have to be thoroughly experimented with to get a rough idea.”
“But…”
Tuck’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Underneath the Wizard’s Robe, his fingers lightly pinched several slender threads.
“Just by integrating it into the Steam Revolver, it has already started drawing from my soul.”
“Forbidden objects, indeed worthy of their name.”
“They aren’t to be used lightly.”
“But for me… it seems the threat is not so great, being just a Micro Spirit Level Sealed Object.”
Immediately after, Tuck’s fingers flicked lightly.
Wham wham wham…
The drag on Tuck’s soul by [Life Fate Execution] was easily severed by him.
“Using this method, I can slowly extend my lifespan, outliving everyone.”
Thereupon Tuck calmed his spirit, entering a meditative state of training for the upcoming “Underground World Battle Royale” in a few days!
