This wizard is just unscientific

Chapter 415 Quasi-Legend: The Assassin!

Deep underground, in the darkness and silence.

As the chanting of the Taq prayer was completed.

On the one-meter-high black metal altar of the Steam Sun, the outline of a two-meter-diameter [Saint Land Steam Sun] quickly emerged.

As the steam dispelled the surrounding darkness, it also dispelled much of the stench of death, decay, and corruption.

As the Saint Land Steam Sun emerged with intense light.

The lingering aura of the dead in the air was quickly evaporated with a hiss.

Some of the spirits that had been hiding in the corners were dispersed to more distant places.

The entire space began to be filled with a sacred atmosphere.

The power emanating from the blazing sun is naturally able to subdue the undead of these fallen lands.

"When the ancient god came with a mournful cry, there must have been quite a few undead creatures here."

Tucker thought to himself.

His gaze swept across the surrounding shattered, deathly space, which was teeming with endless undead.

Tucker then looked toward a walled curtain illuminated by the Saint Land Steam Sun.

This is precisely the world barrier of the small "chaotic micro-world" that Tucker discovered.

This place is located in a very deep underground area.

It takes a lot of effort to get in.

Truly powerful individuals would not venture into such obscure and remote corners.

If we get trapped here, it would be a huge loss.

In the past, there have been instances where extraordinary masters or legendary experts were trapped deep within extremely complex terrains, taking decades or even centuries to escape.

and so!

Strong people don't randomly crawl into holes.

Overall, it is still very safe here.

Tucker's projection, on the other hand, naturally had no such concerns.

Isn't projection used to test the waters?

As the spacetime wormhole opened, one of Tucker's hands emerged from the projected outline.

"Buzz!"

The steam ecosystem emanating from the Saint Land Steam Sun atop the altar trembled slightly.

Immediately, the steam that bloomed and surged in the light quickly permeated into the small "chaotic ecological mini-world" in front of them.

The excavation of the second chaotic ecological mini-world has begun.

"No one will really come in here. After two months of quiet waiting, this small chaotic ecosystem can be opened."

"It might not even take two months, after all, this is a small ecosystem."

After examining the barrier before him for a moment.

Tucker's projection sat quietly cross-legged beside the altar.

"If we calculate it by time."

"In about two or three months, at most six months, the Corridor of the Necropolis should open."

"At that time, a group of powerful individuals will leave this Death Howl Canyon."

"Most of the legendary powerhouses will leave during this first wave, and some near-legendary powerhouses will also leave."

"With the opening of the Necromancer's Bone Corridor, this area is now much safer."

"At that time, I can gradually explore those known coordinate areas, gradually build altars to carry out ecological cycles, and then collect the treasures one by one."

Just as the teacher said.

"If I want to enter the core area, I must at least advance to the level of a mid-level extraordinary master."

"This level of a lower-level transcendent master is not even considered high in the Divine Kingdom, let alone in the Chaos Ancient Continent. It is definitely at the bottom level."

"In the past year or so of exploration and wandering, I have not seen any other extraordinary masters whose level is lower than mine."

"Next, I'll steadily increase my level and strength while also searching for treasures."

Tucker composed himself and focused his mind on comprehending the profound meaning of the Chaos Runes.

Comprehending the mysteries of chaotic runes on the ancient continent of chaos is far more comfortable than comprehending them in the realm of demigods like Arumov.

Even in Arumov's demigod world, Tucker possessed extremely high talent.

But there is still a feeling of being constrained.

The dimensions of the manifestation of the primordial mystery of chaos are not large enough for Tucker to grasp the whole picture and thus gain multi-dimensional understanding, digestion, and absorption.

However, since entering the Chaos Ancient Continent...

That would be completely different.

Tucker felt a sense of exhilaration, like a dragon returning to the sea or a tiger roaring in the mountains.

Not only has the efficiency of comprehension been dramatically improved.

At the same time, the advancement of barrier nodes has become much smoother and more natural.

In this primordial land of chaos, comprehending the mysteries of the chaotic runes, Tucker felt completely at ease.

Before we knew it, more than ten days had flown by.

This day!

Tucker was meditating in the chaotic ecological miniature world.

"boom!"

A dull, loud bang rang out from outside.

Tucker's meditative state was interrupted.

With a slight frown, Tucker followed the flow of steam and peered outside.

Upon seeing this, Tucker's expression darkened slightly.

"It's him, that mysterious swordsman who's almost a legend at level 199."

At this moment, at the bottom of the canyon outside.

Tucker placed a level 152, 16-ring steam astrologer outside to serve as a lookout and guard.

He was being trampled underfoot by the blue-feathered swordsman who had once killed Tucker's projection with a single sword strike.

"Was it a chance encounter? Or did they deliberately follow me?"

As he peered through the hazy, wispy steam, Tucker gently groped his palm.

However, Tucker had no intention of paying any attention to the other party.

After all, the Steam Astrology Masters captured by the other side are expendable items; Tucker can produce many of them, so they are not valuable.

But then the near-legendary swordsman glanced at the hazy gray mist in this corner and laughed.

He suddenly exerted force with his feet.

That towering, muscular body of a top-tier master, standing over thirty years old, possessed astonishing destructive power.

"boom!"

A muffled explosion swept across the entire canyon, and a terrifying blast of scorching air rose thousands of meters high.

The already injured Steam Astrology Master was completely crushed to death.

The near-legendary expert, a swordsman in a blue feathered robe, bathed in scorching air currents, as if entering an empty field.

Then the swordsman squinted and looked up and down at the hazy steam and ash.

Then, he slowly opened his mouth, his hoarse voice softening.

"Tucker LaMoore, I see you!"

I don't know if I really saw it or if I was just pretending.

These words made Tucker's heart sink slightly.

"You knew who I was, yet you still killed my steam-powered astral projection!"

"The visitor... is not friendly!"

After a moment's thought, Tucker slowly and efficiently condensed a steam ecological projection within the camouflage of steam and ash outside.

In any case, this massive, chaotic ecological micro-world has walls as thick as mountains, even more solid than the crystal walls of the divine kingdom, and possesses the unique defensive features of the ancient chaotic continent.

It's difficult even for a demigod to destroy, let alone this near-legendary powerhouse before us.

Tucker's secret hiding here will remain unknown to anyone as long as Tucker doesn't reveal it.

"Who are you? Why did you kill my Steam Curtain?" Tucker asked slowly as the projection began to solidify.

"Heh... Why? Naturally, because your head is valuable."

The swordsman in the blue feathered robe smiled slightly.

Tucker responded in a calm tone.

"Many people want to kill me: the Dark Sun God, the legendary Shark Queen, numerous demigods of the Black Witch Divine Court, and even the Black Witch God himself—all top-tier powerhouses—want to kill me. Who do you think you are?"

"hehe!"

The swordsman in the blue feathered robe smiled, showing no anger.

"They want to kill you because they can't find an opportunity, but if I want to kill you, I definitely have a chance."

"Want to kill me? Come find me then!"

Seeing that the swordsman was quite cautious and did not reveal any information, Tucker dispersed the projection after speaking.

Although the projection had dissipated, Tucker could still perceive the situation outside by following the higher-dimensional patterns of the steam and ash.

But then the swordsman in the blue feathered robe examined the altar that Tak had left outside for a moment.

He slowly and deliberately took out a large golden rune scroll.

As the golden rune scroll unfurled, a wizard with messy brown hair and wearing a black wizard's robe appeared.

The black-robed wizard sat on the edge of the "chaotic ecological mini-world," shrouded in a cloud of gray steam, tentatively studying it.

Tucker examined the projected steam altar and the hazy steam, a slight thought stirring within him.

"Augustine, I am researching how to break this chaotic microcosm. Don't bother me unless it's important."

The wizard in the projection spoke with extreme impatience.

"I've discovered another area where steam is being used for ecological recycling."

The swordsman spoke in a slightly rough voice.

"And you guessed right."

"It was that guy named Tucker LaMoll who did it."

"To be honest, this guy's methods are quite impressive."

"At least he can maintain a certain cycle between the steam and the barriers of the chaotic microcosm, while you can only watch helplessly from the sidelines!"

Seemingly having been touched on a sore spot, the wizard immediately jumped up and started cursing angrily.

"Damn it, this is brilliant research. At least I can unlock these treasures. What can you do besides wielding your old, shabby semi-divine weapon to create slaughter and death?"

The swordsman seemed to have long been accustomed to the wizard's anger.

"Alright, you've been studying the ecology and barriers over there for over a year, but you haven't come up with anything concrete."

"Come quickly! Let's see if this chaotic little world can be opened."

"Also, investigate that guy's whereabouts and see if we can catch him."

"The steam ecosystem that Tucker Lamore created is incredible."

"Especially the steam sequence inheritance constructed in the demigod kingdom of Arumov, it is said that only level 30 is qualified to inherit it, and the strength of the sequence is at least three times that of the steam sequence, and the powerful ones can even exert five times the strength."

"Tsk tsk... I really don't know how that guy did it."

"I heard they're almost going crazy over there trying to pass on the tradition."

"Countless geniuses with spellcasting talent flocked to inherit the powerful Steam Wizard sequence."

The wizard didn't refute the swordsman's rambling.

After all, the truth was far more exaggerated than the swordsman described.

This matter has already caused quite a stir in the circles of the powerful.

"Don't rush me, I'm coming!"

"If we catch that guy, don't kill him easily. If we bring him back and let him build the ecosystem for our inheritance, the great God of Green Star will surely reward us handsomely."

(End of this chapter)