This wizard is just unscientific

Chapter 68 Sheep and Bomb!

pain!

Excruciating pain!

Tanilu knelt on the ground, his shoulders pierced by crescent-shaped thorns.

The material used for this crescent-shaped barb has extremely strong energy suppression and disturbance properties.

Once the body is pierced, the source energy will become as heavy as lead, and even if it is barely mobilized, it will be disrupted.

Fortunately, when Tanil was advancing to the second tier, the resistance material he used was an ogre crystal that provided "pain immunity".

Aside from the intense pain when the hole is pierced.

The pain is now within a tolerable range.

In addition to being pierced in both shoulders.

Taniru has taken countless punches.

My eyes and cheeks are swollen beyond belief.

Those guys were completely ruthless towards him, showing him absolutely no mercy.

"If you don't die today, I'll scatter your ashes."

Tanil, his eyes blazing with anger, thought viciously to himself.

Ever since he was framed and the news started to spread.

Tanilu didn't sleep very well.

Dark Night Priest/Shadow Wizard, Tanil, a dual-sequence genius, infiltrated the Church of Dark Sun for many years, killed an A-level genius of the Church of Dark Sun, and was even valued by a "Dark Sun Bishop" as a church genius.

They also betrayed a vice-bishop-level combatant of the Dark Sun Church and blew up the Dark Sun Altar.

With so many buffs stacked up.

Tanil's fate seemed destined to be a gruesome assassination.

And today.

Tanilu had just been about to lie down in bed for a nap.

As a result, a knife was placed against his neck.

Retribution came faster than expected.

From their fierce and refined aura, Tanil could roughly guess that these people were fanatical believers specially trained by the Church of the Dark Sun in the city-state deep in the ashes.

And the violent questioning of the other party.

Taniru has only one word to it—accept!

I blew up the altar.

I also killed A-level genius Arthurson.

Frank Bru? Who is that? Yes, it was me who did it, although I don't know what I did!

Yes, yes, yes...you're right about everything.

Tanil's conceding attitude only fueled the other party's mockery.

"Captain, is this guy the legendary dual-sequence genius?"

"The double sequence must have been all focused on the knees! That's why they're kneeling so fast."

Unrestrained and blatant mockery landed squarely on Tanil's forehead.

Wearing a dark-colored nightmare robe, with slightly tanned skin, somewhat compact features, and a short stature, the Dream Weaver paced back and forth, looking Tanil up and down.

He was the one who struck the hardest just now, and Tanil remembered that.

"I only gave him a hint, and he just wanted to drift off to sleep. His alertness is too low."

"Or did this so-called barrier give him confidence, making him feel that he could block all dangers?"

Meanwhile, the team leader, the Dark Wizard "Garia", was sitting on a single sofa directly opposite the kneeling Tanil.

Garia, a level 29 Shadowwalker.

He was tall and straight with a high nose bridge, clearly showing the ancestry of people from the Black Gran Plateau.

His skin had a golden wheat hue, and his eyes, beneath his short golden hair, were exceptionally calm.

In his hand, he held none other than the Earth Rune Staff that Tucker had lent to Tanil for self-defense.

"Based on the information we have received, we can be fairly certain that it was Tanilugan."

"Taniru appeared at the altar and at the place where Arthur died."

"But... his strength is indeed somewhat unpredictable."

Garia was lost in thought.

"Once Aisha brings that wizard here, we'll know..."

"Wait... a wizard?"

Suddenly, Garia nearly sprang up from the sofa.

Turning around, Garia looked out the door, towards the location where Aisha had been dealing with the wizard alone.

His face gradually fell.

Before!

According to the intelligence they received, all of this was indeed the work of "Taniru".

That's why they were so careful in hunting and capturing Tanil, this "dual-sequence" genius.

However, judging from the outcome of the arrests, it may not have been too easy.

As for the wizard, Aisha alone is enough.

But now it seems... everyone has been led astray.

"Captain... what's wrong?"

The dream architect standing nearby looked over curiously.

Garea was about to explain.

"Squeak...creak..."

The door was gently pushed open.

A wizard dressed in a gray wizard's robe, accompanied by shadows, stood in the doorway.

He was also leading a sheep.

A sheep that Garea found somewhat familiar.

"Aisha!"

"Damn it, it's him, that wizard is the real culprit."

"Be careful!"

Accompanied by Garia's low growl.

"Team... Meow..."

Just as the dream weaver was about to make a move, before the "captain" could even finish shouting, he had already let out a bleating sound like a sheep.

With a sudden grip on the Shadow Blade, Garia instantly transformed into a shadow.

As a Shadow Walker, one can borrow the power of shadows to resist many wizards' control methods.

at the same time.

"boom--"

A thunderclap accompanied by purple lightning exploded on Tucker's body.

Besides the Dream Weaver, there's the Shadow Walker.

There was a third enemy inside the house, a wizard.

Purple lightning exploded in front of Tucker, knocking away nearly half of the shield from his second-tier wizard robe.

He glanced at the rapidly approaching shadow.

Tucker fired a tentacle bullet at the wizard in the corner.

"Bang!"

A ripple appeared on the wizard's robe in the corner of the room, and the shield blocked the bullet tentacles.

"Once the bullet tentacles encounter obstacles or shield-like devices, they become largely ineffective."

"However, these bullet tentacles are not intended for breaching strongholds."

chant—

The incredibly fast Shadow Walker had already arrived, a gleaming blade of light tearing through the air as it hurtled towards Tucker.

Tucker also took a slight step back and disappeared into the shadows.

laugh--

The blade cleaved through the remaining shadows.

Tucker, however, appeared on the other side of the hall.

"Shadow Travel?"

Garia, also shrouded in shadow, sensed a familiar presence.

He also has the ability to move through shadows.

He would have dared to follow any other Shadow Transformer.

But the wizard before them was the one who killed Arthur and displayed astonishing strength in the underground undead passage.

He dared not follow them easily.

For a moment, two shadowy figures stood in opposite corners of the hall, presenting a confrontational situation.

The opponent's miraculous sheep-transformation technique was incredibly effective at countering their attacks, instantly eliminating their team's "Dream Weaver."

If the dream weaver is not turned into a sheep.

With the help of the wizard "Grun," they were in a three-on-one situation and had a complete advantage.

No... it should be four against one.

Garea glanced at "Beverly Aisha," who had turned into a sheep, beside her.

Inside the house behind, if the wizard Grand quickly dealt with the dream weaver's sheep transformation.

That should also be able to quickly resolve the transformation of "Aisa" beside him.

"But... something feels off?"

"Why did that wizard leave 'Aisha' here when he clearly brought her with him?"

"Isn't this giving me a chance to rescue Aisha?"

"Bang bang... bang bang..."

Garia's Shadow Heart began to pound violently.

The B-level talent [Vigilance] erupted like a volcano at this moment.

"not good!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Beverly Aisha, now a sheep, raise her head and look at him with eyes full of despair and fear.

Its body instantly expanded, and a large amount of holy light, like a scorching sun, burst forth, seemingly to cleanse the world of all its filth.

"boom--"

A deafening roar, accompanied by a majestic and holy aura, swept across the second level of the Tower of the Dead.

(End of this chapter)