This wizard is just unscientific

Chapter 129 Coffin? No, it's a crematorium!

"boom……"

With the shattering of the sixth magic gate.

The two fifth-tier Dark Sun [Deacons] felt the light-based magic that made them slightly uneasy, their expressions varying.

This sudden attack was incredibly fast.

Just now, an explosion occurred at the entrance.

They had already notified Lord Bain Lester, who was stationed at the Otherworldly Gate Nexus.

In the blink of an eye, all three portals were destroyed.

The most hateful thing is that the magic gate that Bishop Bain Lester came through was the second one to be blown up.

They sensed something was wrong and wanted to protect the magic gate.

The enemy, moving in the shadows, was faster than they could move.

One magic door after another was blown up.

By the time the two of them tried to protect the last magic gate, it was too late.

The mysterious wizard's magical abilities far exceeded their imagination.

Even the magic gate, which was protected by a magical shield, was directly broken by the enemy's sorcery, and then the magic gate exploded.

None of the six magic gates survived.

That fourth-tier Steam Demon Hunter was very powerful and attracted almost all of the attention.

But the real threat is the mysterious wizard who launches a sneak attack from the shadows.

All we need to do is kill that damned wizard.

That witcher who's openly drawing fire won't last long.

"On the tower."

The puppeteer "Mark" immediately roared.

The two seemed to be immersed in the frustration of the shattered last magic door.

In reality, Mark, a fifth-tier deacon of the Dark Sun, was using his puppet threads to probe the hiding wizard.

Tucker saw those eerie threads that were leaping wildly and arcing across the ground, in the air, on the walls, and on the eaves, dense and endless.

It's almost catching up to the appearance of shadow veins covering the surrounding world.

However, the Shadow Threads are merely an extension of the power of shadow, and their offensive capabilities are not strong on their own.

And these are fifth-tier puppet threads.

If Tucker gets completely entangled, he'll probably be hung up by his opponent in no time.

Not daring to confront it head-on, Tucker jumped and slid down from the tower.

This scene was naturally discovered by the two fifth-tier Dark Sun [Deacons].

"My child... return to your homeland!"

The comforting, warm sound, like a mother gently caring for her child, rippled through Tucker's mind.

In that instant, Tucker felt as if he had returned to infancy.

Soul, body, witchcraft, and extraordinary talent are all constantly breaking free from silence.

Tucker, gliding through the air, looked back with a slightly stiff neck.

I have already seen the pseudo-ascension sequence of the [Shepherd] sequence, the Soul Shepherd [Spirit Shepherd] Philair.

It is capturing its own soul.

That seemingly ordinary female face exuded the unique charm of a mother's love for her child.

"If my soul weren't still of some use, I would have sold it to you directly."

Tucker grinned at the fifth-tier deacon, [Spirit Shepherd] Philell, revealing a ferocious, bloodthirsty smile.

The next moment, an aura of light and barrier emanated from Tucker's body.

He then broke free from the soul capture of [Shepherd] Philell.

A shadowy figure moved, and Tucker left the spot.

This caused the large number of puppet threads that surged from behind to miss their target.

"Philip, how could you let that guy escape? He's only at level two."

Seeing this, Mark angrily questioned him.

"His ecosystem... is very powerful, it forcibly broke free from its constraints," Philell said in a low voice, his expression somewhat uncertain.

"What?" Mark was taken aback.

Can a second-tier superhuman be described as "powerful"?

at the same time.

Tucker also jumped back into a dark corner.

Thanks to the concealment of Tucker's own steam-based primordial spirit state.

The ripples from Tucker's shadow landing were negligible.

The two fifth-tier superhumans, whose perception and detection abilities were not particularly advanced, did not immediately detect Tucker's whereabouts.

"A fifth-tier Dark Sun Deacon is quite formidable."

Tucker's eyes narrowed slightly as he sensed the slight damage to his soul caused by the Shepherd's capture.

Whether it's the [Spirit Shepherd] or the [Puppet Master].

They are already mid-level superhumans.

Compared to Andrei Van, who was only just beginning to condense his extraordinary state.

These two fifth-tier Dark Sun Deacons not only condensed the [Transcendent State], but also...

Moreover, their "superhuman" state is quite powerful.

It's not something that the current Tucker can easily contend with head-on.

[Extraordinary]

It is a transcendent state of life where life and soul break free from the basic flesh and blood ecology and begin to use the "transcendent sequence ecology" as the framework for life and soul.

To put it simply...

That is, a superhuman who has constructed a "transcendent state" no longer has a physical body as the decisive factor in determining their life state; it can only be considered a secondary factor.

Skulls exploded, hearts shattered, and even half the body was submerged.

They couldn't kill the superhuman who had condensed the [Superhuman State].

Only by completely destroying the "extraordinary sequence ecosystem" that forms the framework of life can we achieve this.

Only then can one truly kill a superhuman in the "Transcendental" state.

Once you reach the intermediate level of extraordinary individuals, they are all tough opponents.

Even if Tucker's basic witchcraft could harm them, it would only cause minor, insignificant injuries to their physical bodies.

Their attacks on Tucker were all significant damage at the "soul level".

His gaze swept over the slowly rotating "Gateway to Another World" not far away.

While he was pondering, Tucker had already raised his hand from the shadows.

Arcane Shot silently coalesced.

Previously, when Baggins was repairing the Otherworldly Gate, he secretly left a backup plan.

In its own words, it means that a "hub lock" has been added to the frame node of the Otherworld Gate.

Attacking the "Nexus Lock" will paralyze the entire Otherworld Gate.

Originally, Baggins intended to strike the pivot joint with his hammer before escaping.

He destroyed the alien gate that he had repaired with his own hands.

As a result, he didn't have time to do it.

And now.

Tucker took over the baton.

There is no need for Baggins' explanation.

When Tucker arrived in this area, he saw that seemingly ordinary node in the upper right corner of the Otherworldly Gate, which was quite special.

Numerous energy channels require passage through it.

"Boom!"

Arcane shots rang out.

Arcane bullets shattered a crucial point in the Otherworldly Gate.

At the same time, Tucker's trail was also discovered.

The soft murmurs, like the whispers of a lover in a dream, lingered in Tucker's ears and filled his heart.

Even Tucker showed some unusual reactions.

The eerie threads surrounded them from all sides, clearly indicating that the puppeteer had no intention of letting Tucker go this time.

"Philippe, if you were a little prettier, I might have fallen for you, but unfortunately you're too ordinary."

With a hearty laugh, Tucker took a step and vanished from his spot, leaving the numerous puppet threads empty-handed once again.

"Damn it...you let him get away again."

Mark said angrily.

The already plain-looking Spirit Shepherd Philell, mocked by Tucker, turned ashen-faced.

"He can't escape!"

With a phase shift, Tucker was already not far from Andre Van.

Andrei immediately accelerated and rushed over.

The instant you touch Tucker.

The surrounding viewpoint was rapidly stretched, and the surrounding scene began to become abstract.

"It really is some kind of powerful traversal ability."

Before Andrei Van could examine it more closely...

The surroundings quickly darkened.

The numerous magical beacons, the hordes of superhumans besieging them, and those damned ranged spellcasters all vanished without a trace.

Instead, they found themselves in the bushes where they had just been hiding.

They both escaped.

The light drizzle began to fall incessantly on my body.

When the cold wind blew outside, Andrei looked at himself and realized that he was covered in wounds.

"Damn it! There are too many of them."

Andrei took a deep breath.

"Oh right, your Shadow Wolf hasn't appeared yet!"

This guy cares more about the Shadow Wolf than Tucker does.

But then Tucker suddenly pressed one hand down on the ground beside him.

Large swaths of shadow spread out, radiating outwards like waves from the center of Tucker's palm.

The next moment, the leader of the Shadowflame Wolves jumped out from among them.

Tucker's contract naturally includes a channel for directly summoning the other party.

"Tsk tsk...that's quite a skill!"

This scene made Andrei wish he were a wizard.

Then Andrei looked towards the location of the alien world, where the interdimensional passage had been shattered, and slowly spoke.

"Even if we could trap them inside and gradually erode them by repeatedly entering and leaving, it would be extremely difficult."

"After all, we two are definitely no match for those two fifth-tier Dark Sun Deacons."

"Furthermore, they will also repair the magical portal inside."

"Once the portal is repaired, our plan will be ruined."

Andrei drank the recovery potion while sitting cross-legged and said.

Tucker, who was standing next to him, also took out a bottle of soul restoration potion and drank it.

"Tsk tsk... You can get injured too?"

Andrei was amazed by what he saw.

Tucker ignored Andrei's words and spoke slowly.

"Hurry up and recover from your injuries."

"I have just destroyed all the exit routes."

"The entire Otherworld Gate space is now a complete and utter coffin."

"But soon... that place will become—a crematorium!"

"They...can't escape."

incinerator?

Andrei Van raised an eyebrow.

The wizard before me, though young, was ruthless and resolute in his methods.

Among the extraordinary individuals he knew, he was definitely one of the top ones.

"Luckily, he's not a member of the Church of the Dark Sun, otherwise... I can't even imagine!"

"A crematorium? Could you elaborate?"

Taking a deep breath, Andrei, recovering, asked in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)