This wizard is just unscientific

Chapter 61 This is what witchcraft is like!

Death is constantly colliding and annihilating.

The bones were constantly piled up and trampled.

The battles of the dead converged into a beautiful symphony, unfolding in long, drawn-out lines, gradually building to a dense climax.

Finally, as the performance neared its climax, it was interrupted amidst constant swaying...

"Tucker, Tucker, wake up!"

Slowly opening his eyes, Tucker pushed away Tanil, who was shaking him frantically.

This guy is trying to push himself off on purpose, isn't he?

"What's going on?" Tucker rubbed his temples.

This guy really knows how to pick his timing; he was just a little bit away from completely eliminating the Dark Sun's pollution.

He was woken up by Tanil.

Luckily, I don't have OCD, otherwise, Tanilu would have been bloodied today.

"Some things are about to fall apart," Tanil said, pointing outside.

"It's only been a little over a day since the undead outbreak. Weren't they saying we could hold out for two or three days?"

"Moreover, I didn't feel any danger at all."

Tucker frowned slightly.

When I got up and looked outside.

You won't know until you see it, and once you do, you'll find out.

"Good grief, so the slowest runners are in the front row, huh!"

Tucker remembered that when he was meditating and clearing the valley, the rocky ledges on both sides of the valley were crowded with spellcasters and necromancers.

Tucker and the others were positioned towards the back.

And it only took one day.

All the spellcasters ran to the back.

Now, this two-story fortress has become a genuine front-line fortress.

Moreover, the spellcasters were all quite far from the fortress.

The current situation highlights the feeling of being "isolated and helpless".

Meanwhile, swarms of undead creatures were constantly attacking the small fortress.

Fortunately, this is a wall from the Great Barrier World.

If it were an ordinary wall, these undead spirits would probably be able to cross over and claim lives in no time.

Amanti's talent points below also seem to be all allocated to the skeletal undead.

There is also some helplessness when it comes to these undead.

As for Taniru...

As a priest, he has a hammer attack.

"This Ash Tide is unusual, resulting in a significant number of undead creatures."

"Especially these undead creatures, they attack fiercely. Those necromancers lacked effective means to counter them and ran away on the spot. A bunch of cowards who are afraid of death."

Taniru cursed.

Tucker glanced at the more agile undead creatures outside.

He got up and stretched his limbs a bit, then fixed his gaze on the drifting spirits.

I can let you run 40 meters first.

What? You're not running away? Well, I'm sorry then.

Tucker raised his hand, and an oil bomb was released.

The fire oil bomb, imbued with a sacred aura and possessing unique fire damage, touched the undead.

It exploded with a "bang".

Then, the undead spirit, covered in large amounts of oil, was directly set ablaze.

The burning souls let out mournful howls, leaping and bounding wildly, displaying an extremely urgent and frantic nature.

It even managed to get some kerosene on the two unlucky souls it encountered.

The two ghosts that had been smeared with kerosene also let out sharp screams.

Soon, the burning ghost stopped running, as it was completely burned to death by Tucker's flames.

The oil that adhered to the ground fell as the dead souls died, spreading out and continuing to glow and heat, burning the densely packed skeletons on the ground.

Tucker's move clearly deterred the attacking undead creatures.

They may not have much wisdom, but they know what fear is.

The sharp, mournful cries of our kind just now were out of fear.

One after another, the oil bombs flew out.

One by one, the souls of the dead were ignited by the city's "ghost fire," which flew freely in the air, carrying the oil to even more distant places.

"Ah...this..."

Tucker's witchcraft undoubtedly challenged Tanil's understanding once again.

Even Amanti, who had been freed from the crisis, looked up from the small staircase.

"Your fireball, what's wrong with it...?"

Tanil gestured with his hands in the air, though Tucker had no idea what he was gesturing.

"Able to attach itself to undead creatures, and even... cause such severe damage to them from the burning flames?"

Watching those "ghost fires" performing acrobatics in the air.

Tucker said calmly.

"First of all, it's called a petrol bomb, not a fireball."

"Secondly...isn't this what witchcraft is all about?"

Tanil opened his mouth, feeling that his intelligence had been insulted.

"Damn it, witchcraft isn't like that."

Tanilu retorted fiercely in his heart.

His gaze fell upon the spirits of the dead, their bodies coated in kerosene and continuously scorched.

Tucker used precise, in-depth observation to enhance the adhesion of the petrol bombs with a specially enhanced system.

Combined with the Spear of Light, it creates a perfect synergy.

The burning and blooming light is holy light, a natural counter to the undead.

What? You don't have the SSS-level extraordinary talent to perceive the details of the sorcery sequence and use the system to enhance it?

Oh! That's all right now!

Soon, the wandering "ghosts" were completely wiped out by Tucker's fireballs.

Not to mention those nearby, those stubborn souls who refused to retreat despite their relentless attacks.

Even the souls that tried to escape couldn't escape Tucker's precise fire oil bomb.

With the deaths of dozens of "Undead" creatures.

Amanti regained control of the front lines.

The front row consists of heavy shield skeletons.

Behind the shield-bearing skeleton are a number of skeleton archers.

Behind them were some undead spellcasters.

To protect the undead spellcasters, Tanil even cast shields on them.

A very standard formation, complemented by the support of the undead realm behind it, and highly efficient conversion.

Amanti's defenses were watertight.

"How's the harvest?"

Tucker stuck his head out and looked down at Amanti from the bottom of the small staircase.

"Very good." Amanti nodded.

Aside from being a bit flustered at the beginning, Amanti is now able to calmly control his undead army in the face of a massive influx of troops.

"Those ordinary white bone skeletons don't have many extraordinary characteristics. But those silver bone skeletons can produce extraordinary characteristics of the undead to a certain extent."

"Those skeletons with a slight golden sheen produce quite good undead properties after being killed."

"These three Shadow materials are specifically for you."

Amanti casually tossed the things up.

Tucker nimbly caught them, examined them carefully, and then put all three items away.

All three crystals exhibit the "shadow" properties of a condensed state.

The levels are all in the range of 13 to 16.

"With a few more Shadow materials, combined with the Shadow traits of 'Boss-level' quality, the Shadow Ring Staff can be upgraded to Tier 3."

Ordinary shadow attributes, if left unused, can only be used as experience for leveling up, serving as stepping stones.

As a "leader" quality, the Shadow trait is inherently a sharp "spear".

It can enable extraordinary equipment to undergo a transformation in its class.

Tucker looked at the undead skeleton army outside.

What you see is no longer danger, but raw materials for the walking "Shadow".

The dark and deathly ecosystem of otherworldly undead can also give rise to "shadow traits".

Tucker had Amanti kill a large number of skeletons, making it relatively easy to obtain the raw materials for the Shadow trait.

Once you miss this opportunity, it will be very difficult to obtain the "Shadow Trait" again.

Tucker sat down cross-legged again.

Heading towards the ecological experience of wizards.

First, there are the lingering traces of sun pollution.

Even if Tucker didn't actively cleanse himself, the extremely thin layer of contamination would be completely burned away by the holy light within a few days under the illumination of the sequence phantom of the [Spear of Light].

The problem of sun pollution has been largely resolved.

Secondly, there is Tucker's struggle to break free from the "protective" nature of the steam ecosystem of the Lamor Tower.

It's unclear whether it's due to the "nurturing" and "restoration" spells of the priests in Tanil.

Or perhaps it's because... Tucker is being eroded by the alien ecosystem.

Or perhaps, both.

This has only been a little over a day.

Tucker discovered that the effect of breaking free from the mother ecosystem's "protection" was surprisingly good.

The results are comparable to those of the previous week.

This undead rift region was absolutely the right choice.

"In two or three days at most, I should be able to break free from my dependence on the protection of the Lamor ecosystem."

"Even if the Lamor Steam Tower is contaminated, I won't mutate and go out of control on the spot, becoming Lamor's casualty."

With that thought in mind, Tucker rubbed his temples.

The struggle between extraordinary ecosystems has always been this brutal.

The pond is polluted; how can the fish in it possibly survive?

Tucker looked up.

That was the top of the dark, imposing cave walls.

But through the ecology of the tower and his own lineage, Tucker can see that the steam city-state of Lamor Tower is being constantly eroded by the power of the Dark Sun.

When Tucker arrived at the cave.

This is also the time when the Dark Sun Ritual erupts.

During that period, the rate of pollution and erosion was the fastest.

But now, the speed is getting slower and slower.

However, the area affected by the erosion is already quite large.

Tucker was unsure of the outcome of this phase.

We can only wait for Lord Aubrey to return and tell us what happened.

All we can do is make a killing here, because nobody knows if we'll have another chance like this in the future.

If Lord Aubrey arrives and tells you there's no need to run away.

This harvest is a sure-fire way to make a profit.

If they run away, Taniluk will be right beside them.

Tucker believed that the guy must have planned his escape route long ago.