??Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Even if I Die, I Must Kill Again! _1
Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Even if I Die, I Must Kill Again! _1
Steam Tower!
Twisted and unknown domains of dinsion.
Tick-tock…
Tick-tock…
The old wizard “Frank Bruno,” with one arm severed, used his other arm to support himself, preventing his fall.
Blood dripped from the tip of his nose, from the severed arm, falling onto the ground.
But the place where the blood fell did not accumulate on the surface.
Instead, it was slowly absorbed.
This was a cage.
A cage specifically designed for him.
The more it absorbed his wizard blood, the more powerful the cage beca.
In the end, he would be imprisoned here forever.
Even… he might beco the subordinate source of power for the Steam Tower’s Sequential Engine.
The most laughable part was.
He, “Frank Bruno,” an expert in calculations, a powerful wizard who mastered the Tree of Knowledge,
Entered this specially prepared cage for him without any guard, without any warning, so foolishly.
Even now, Frank Bruno had not understood.
How he had been discovered.
“Before I die, may I ask, how was I discovered?”
Feeling completely unable to hold on, Frank Bruno gave up resistance.
He gave up the struggle to stand up and simply sat down cross-legged on the ground.
However, the seven or eight figures around him paid no attention.
“Trade!”
At that mont, a voice rang out.
“No problem.”
“Who is your contact person?”
Frank Bruno looked around.
His gaze lingered on one figure for a mont.
Then he responded, “Right among you.”
“Do you think such tricks will work on us?” the indifferent voice rang out again.
Without responding, Frank Bruno simply said,
“Trade!”
Silence perated the air.
After a long ti,
A voice arose in the depths shrouded by death and darkness.
“Soone glanced at you in the crowd!”
The old wizard Frank Bruno hung his head low.
“Just a glance in the crowd and I was found?”
“What an absurd answer.”
“But… I don’t feel anything wrong with it.”
“Is this the inexplicable truth?”
In the silent confrontation, the Blood Forbidden Cage descended, imprisoning the old wizard Frank Bruno in the deepest darkness.
……
High Tower Area!
A tower constructed from white marble and steam-forged steel, adjacent to the Steam Tower, stood silently here.
On the stark blue glass,
Reflected was the face of a woman with exotic charm and a hint of a foreign look.
She had high cheekbones, a straight nose, fair skin, a tall figure, a pair of golden eyes, and long golden hair, adding to her an aura of an earthly angel.
Her slender fingers gently tapped the antique silver wooden railing, carved with classical patterns.
“Last ti, the power hoarded by the Hunter’s Club Altar was secretly sacrificed.”
“This ti, Frank Bruno was tricked, falling into the trap.”
“Before he was pulled into the Dark Cell, he inford
with Thunderous Power.”
“The Ritual can’t wait any longer.”
“Now there are still two altars as prirs…”
As the woman was lost in thought.
On the glass in front of her, a burning holy light suddenly spread.
Distinctly mirrored in the woman’s golden eyes.
Just now, the woman had noticed that a battle had taken place in the Bunker Area.
But, her attention had been mostly drawn by the situation near the Steam Tower.
And now.
The battle there erupted for a second ti.
The woman finally felt it.
That was the afterglow of the altar being blown into the sky.
The woman took a deep breath.
“There’s only one altar left, we must initiate it imdiately.”
“At the sa ti, start investigating the mastermind behind the scenes.”
“Such a significant interference with our plans suggests that other forces have started to ddle here.”
“Whether it’s the Ramore Tower City-State, with its abundance of fresh blood.”
“Or the exceedingly valuable Demon King’s Tomb.”
“This will be a fine feast indeed.”
The woman who turned around pushed open the secret door in the tower’s wall.
Before stepping through the secret door,
she turned back and looked toward the Steam Tower that roared in the darkness like a lighthouse, sustaining a steam ecology in its own right.
The woman resolutely entered the darkness without looking back.
……
The spectacular fireworks slowly ca to an end.
Tuck was not sure how much of an artistry the explosion had,
but what Tuck did know was
that Arthurs, who had mutated and lost control, and whom he had sent skyward for a second ti with a woman’s empty face on his chest, had completely gone mad.
At this mont, Arthurs, mutated like a small giant, was relentlessly pursuing and attacking Tuck.
Tuck kept hiding and pulling away in the shadows of trees, bushes, and corners of buildings, casting attacks.
Even when Tuck used “Shadow Walk” to jump into the shadows fifty or sixty ters away,
the out-of-control, mutated Arthurs could still lock onto him and catch up.
At this mont, mutated Arthurs resembled a burly black bull knight.
Every step he took on the ground resulted in the soil caving in and bricks shattering, emitting a dull sound.
Inside the footprints, he left a twisted Dark Sun aura.
“This guy is practically an indestructible cockroach.”
“Besides, he’s clearly already dead, yet I have to kill him again, which is unscientific!”
Tuck rubbed his eyes, which had already started bleeding without him noticing.
A blood-colored veil had also ford in front of his eyes.
His heart was beating faster and faster, and the feeling of being torn apart beca ever more pronounced.
Fighting and pulling.
The chase of the Dark Sun and the strange infiltration of the Evil God’s power had begun to affect Tuck.
Luckily, it was Tuck who had absorbed the Great Barrier, anchoring his own ecology.
If it had been any other Transcendent,
they would have likely beco part of the mutation’s contamination by now.
Tuck’s Fire Oil Bullet hit Arthurs. The flaming oil stuck to him and burned for less than a second before being twisted into oblivion by the Dark Sun’s force.
Tuck tried to use Bloodthorn Vine to restrict his opponent.
As a result, the vine was pulled out and stuffed into Arthurs’ mouth like a spicy strip.
Only the two-star Witchcraft “Sculpting Light Spear” was still able to cause him so damage and obstruction.
Tuck did not know if he could finish off Arthurs before being contaminated irreversibly.
But Tuck was aware that this battle had already been discovered by quite a few Transcendents in the Bunker Area.
The gazes converging on Tuck were not few in number.
Thankfully, Tuck’s Original Dark Sea had an astonishing Origin Energy recovery, enough to sustain his Shadow Walk.
“Teacher Aubrey asked
to clean this up, surely he too can’t solve this Dark Sun contamination!”
Tuck now felt overwheld.
Just as Tuck was considering whether to use the Rune treasures he had exchanged from Teacher Aubrey,
“I’ll help you kill him, and in return, the Wizard’s Robe is mine!”
An indifferent voice suddenly rang out.
Without turning around, Tuck already sensed who the newcor was.
It was the Wizard youth with a temperant of indifference, the one with Rune marks on his forehead at the crossroads representing the Church of Fate.
That Wizard’s Robe was quite peculiar.
Tuck had noticed it long ago.
That was also why Tuck had not hastily gone for it.
And now, this abruptly appearing indifferent Wizard youth had made a request that seed sowhat unreasonable.
“Give
a reasonable reason, and it’s yours,” Tuck said, glancing at the youth, taking the opportunity to get down from the embanknt.
“It’s my mother, at least, a part of her,” the indifferent youth said very straightforwardly.
“Mother? A part of her?”
Tuck’s peripheral vision swept over the hollow female face.
“This plot is a bit complicated!”
Tuck took a deep breath.
“Deal, but you must eliminate this contamination thoroughly, not allowing it to spread.”
If it wasn’t to prevent the spread of the contamination,
Tuck would have dragged the mutated Arthurs around the Ramore City-State a few tis, not believing he wouldn’t tire him out.
“No problem!”
The two of them formally completed the handover for cooperation.
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