This wizard is just unscientific

Chapter 107 Blasphemer!

Inside the magic fireplace, the flames crackled and popped.

The fire spirits huddled together, trembling, as an invisible force pressed them tightly against the ash where wood met fire.

"Tucker!"

A sound, neither too loud nor too soft, broke the stillness of the darkness, like a pebble thrown into a dark, silent lake.

Tucker looked over and saw the bishop shrouded in shadow, Lucien Eugene the Shadowwalker.

"Garia suffered quite a bit at your hands."

"Garia is your student?" Tucker asked, tilting his head.

Garia, the Shadow Walker who ambushed Tark's counterfeit "Tannil" who had replaced him.

"Yes!"

"He should be grateful that I'm on a lower floor, otherwise... he would never have seen you that day," Tucker said with a smile.

"Heh... You do have some tricks up your sleeve, I admit that." Lucien Eugene responded calmly.

"It's more than just a little bit." Tucker's tone was unusually calm.

"Oh right, I remember that Shadow Walker Garia took one of my Earth Rune Ring Staffs. See, I still have a pretty good memory."

"Furthermore, I hold grudges."

"If the opportunity arises in the future, that guy named Garia will probably regret taking my East Palace West."

"Later?" Lucien Eugene shook his head.

"Even now, are you still full of fantasies about your future?"

Tucker took a deep breath.

"Otherwise what?"

"Tucker!"

Just then, Earl Lamor, standing behind Tucker, slowly spoke.

"When you came in."

"I have already used the power of the entire steam tower to imprison and lock this layer."

"Not to mention you, even the esteemed Archbishop Ada Hicks would find it difficult to break through easily."

"Stop struggling in vain."

Tucker remained silent.

Count Lamoir, however, looked with great interest at the three Dark Sun Bishops.

"I'm really curious, what exactly did Tucker do that made Ramour, whom you've been scheming for all these years, choose Tucker over him?"

"Our deal isn't to satisfy your curiosity," Lucien Eugene replied coldly.

"All right!"

Count Lamoel shrugged and turned his head to look at Tucker.

"Also... do you remember what Aubrey told you?"

Tucker glanced sideways at Baron Lamoor.

After a long pause, he responded softly.

"Of course I remember!"

"It's good that you remember." Count Lamoll nodded.

The voice just fell.

A hand had already landed on Tucker's shoulder.

"The reason your steam core has not transformed is because you have not felt the true primal roar of the steam sequence."

"That is the voice of the great spirit of steam and rails."

"Remember... listen carefully to the sound of the Lamor Steam Tower."

With the voice of Count Lamoor.

Archbishop Ada Hickston of the Dark Sun sensed something was wrong.

The moment he made his move.

Count Lamoor has also made his move.

Tucker felt a sudden dizziness.

Under Count Lamo's control, the steam tower launched Tucker's layered attack like a cannonball, sending Tucker hurtling out.

Fortunately, Tucker possessed the ability to phase walk, which could counteract the steam power of this "steam catapult".

Otherwise, such a powerful and miraculous delivery would leave one completely disoriented.

Enveloped in steam, the layered space propelled Tucker forward at breakneck speed in the form of an energy torrent.

From within the steam came Count Lamoor's voice.

"Tucker... using you as bait to trap the three bishops is the best we can think of."

"Using you as a bargaining chip is just a smokescreen."

"Otherwise, too many of Ramor's superhumans will die at their hands."

"Now, do everything in your power to escape!"

In the state of being carried forward by steam.

Tucker, who possessed powerful phase manipulation abilities, looked towards the back of the phase layer.

All I saw was...

Within a swirling, scorching black mist, a pair of incredibly piercing, lava-like eyes vaguely appeared.

Is it some kind of demonic witchcraft beyond Tucker's comprehension?

Or perhaps it's some kind of witchcraft, like a blood curse?

Tucker didn't know.

Tucker didn't want to know either.

"Hmm... at this rate, that witchcraft spell behind us will catch up soon."

"Even if I have the protection of Baron Lamoor's steam tower, when gods fight, mortals suffer."

"Walk!"

Without hesitation, Tucker used Phase Walk to break free from the protection of the steam power.

In terms of traversing layers.

The Demon King's divine power, Phase Walk, is definitely a top-tier specialty.

Tucker had just broken free from the layer delivery.

Darkness and a biting wind swept across Tucker's face like blades.

The feeling of weightlessness then came over me.

Tak appeared in mid-air, quite far from the Steam Tower and even from the city-state of Lamor Tower.

"Shadowform, Shadow Robe, Minor Hurricane."

A hurricane suddenly arose, carrying shadowy forms. With his shadowy wings spread wide, Tark glided rapidly away from the Lamor Steam Tower.

at the same time!

"Boom... Rumble..."

Tucker glanced back and saw ripples spreading out from the depths of the layered domain.

When it reached Tucker, it was like a dull explosion that struck his heart, engulfing his entire body and giving him a nauseating feeling of his blood churning.

A clash between powerful sorcery.

Even a glance from the weak is a crime.

……

Lamor Steam Tower.

Feel the barrier of that dimension before me.

That was indeed a barrier that she couldn't break through in a short time.

Then, Archbishop Ada Hicks, the extraordinary witch, turned to look at Count Lamore.

Anger was brewing deep within her pupils, yet she remained terrifyingly calm.

"You...are very good!"

"Not only did they deceive us, but they also let the blasphemers who desecrated the great dark sun go free."

"As an accomplice of blasphemers, you are unforgivable."

"I will sacrifice your soul to wash away the sin of blasphemy!"

He scrutinized the angry yet calm Archbishop of the Dark Sun before him.

Lamor, meanwhile, drew upon the very source of the Lamor Steam Tower's roar.

He smiled and said to the person next to him.

"Aubrey, look at the good apprentice you've taught."

"Tsk tsk... Blasphemers, even if we wanted to become blasphemers, we probably wouldn't even have the qualifications."

"That kid actually became a blasphemer at such a young age."

One side of the wall, exhibiting the properties of a magical door, was pushed open.

With his usual cold and deathly expression, Aubrey, dressed in a dark wizard's robe, walked in.

"Heh... I could never teach a disciple like that. He inherits your wizarding sequence; you are his true mentor."

Aubrey's words made Lamor's smile even brighter.

"You don't need to stay with me."

"I'm anchored to the Lamor steam tower and can't leave, you guys are different."

"It's not like you're going to ditch us and run away." The speaker was Osvia, the fighter who was following behind the necromancer Aubrey.

He had already put on heavy boxing gloves on both hands.

Without uttering a word, "Belle" had already drawn her twin swords, staring menacingly at Archbishop "Aida Hicks," the man who had single-handedly crushed the entire city-state of Lamor Tower.

He slowly withdrew his gaze from the glass that blended seamlessly with the barrier.

Ada Hicks slowly walked past the four people in front of her and spoke in a cold tone.

"All four of you, come at me together!"

"Waaaaah..."

The deep, melodious, heavy, and extremely penetrating roar of the original sound of the Lamor steam tower.

At this moment, Count Lamoll rang it with all his might.

"Waaaaah..."

Earth, sky, and the depths of layers and dimensions.

At this very moment, the roar of the Lamoir steam tower resonated and surged.

In an instant, all the superhumans on the run in Lamor heard the hissing of the Lamor Steam Tower.

They couldn't help but look back.

Far away.

Taco, who had landed on the hill, looked back at the Lamor Tower.

The light of the Lamor Tower has already been faintly seen.

And at that very moment.

woo woo woo...

The deep, melodious, and heavy roar of the original sound of the Lamoir steam tower swept over us.

The echo reverberates through Tucker's soul, heart, and wizarding sequence.

It resonates perfectly with the angelic steam core deep within the Wizarding Sequence Tree.

Tucker's steam core was suddenly activated.

The transformation of the steam wizard has begun.

"Waaaaah~~~"

The steam core emitted the first steam cry as the steam sequence blossomed within the Wizard Tree.

Although the sound was not loud, it was exceptionally strong and powerful.

It echoes the resounding final roar of the La Mole Steam Tower, which has resonated throughout the world.

(End of this chapter)