This wizard is just unscientific

Chapter 73 The Demon King's Coffin Lid!

After spending a long time underground, Tucker finally set foot on the surface of Lamor once again.

The sky over Lamoir seemed to be heavily smeared with thick black ink.

From the inky darkness, the massive outline of the crimson Sun of Ashes could be vaguely seen.

In addition, the whole world was immersed in waves of dark sun, ashes and dark tides.

Slight pollution has already begun to permeate the ecosystem of the steam towers in Lamoor.

"In the past, during the gray night period, although it was colder, at least when we were on the ground, we could save some of the lifespan of the kerosene lamps."

"That damned Church of the Dark Sun, now I can't even save myself the trouble of using a lantern."

Tucker muttered under his breath.

Tucker, who had intended to collect the lantern once he reached the surface, could only throw in another highly condensed oil bomb.

The orange-red flames became much more intense.

The darkness was pushed outwards by four or five meters.

At this time, the tower area still had light shining through the tower windows, lantern-bearing night watchmen patrolling the defensive line around the tower area, and scattered pedestrians with lights.

Apart from that, Lamor seems to have been completely swallowed by darkness.

"I wonder where Old Com and the others escaped to?"

"Old Kom and the cavemen have stable trading channels, so they can survive even if they go underground."

"What I'm afraid of is that those cave dwellers might resort to underhanded tactics."

Tucker pondered to himself as he walked through the darkness.

The shadow tentacles, about the thickness of yarn, coalesced from Tucker's shoulder and extended forward about 1.5 meters to grab the lantern.

The lantern did not sway with Tucker's steps; instead, it remained perfectly steady.

He was also in a state of "shadow" combined with normal walking.

This is a method that Tucker developed that best suits his use of "Shadow Mode".

This allows for both the explosive power and utilization of the physical body, as well as the unpredictable flexibility of the shadow state.

Carlos followed closely behind Tucker.

Carlos was quite cautious when walking alone in the dark.

After all, the darkness surrounding the Tower District is not safe either.

I heard a couple of days ago that someone was ambushed and assassinated.

But now, when Carlos is with Tucker, he feels reassured.

The elite dire wolves, nearing the third tier, were all subdued by Tucker.

Even if they encounter assassins infiltrated by the Church of the Dark Sun, they will only be the ones who suffer.

I glanced at the tall steam tower that was still struggling to spew out steam energy.

Tucker gradually averted his gaze.

"Please explain in detail the current situation regarding the sealing of the Underground Demon King."

Carlos, who had come specifically for this matter, quickly gathered his thoughts and began to recount his experience.

"Currently, the passage to the Demon King's tomb has been blocked."

"And on the steam tower, a separate magical gate has been built, allowing direct access from the tower to..."

Carlos lowered his voice slightly.

"The spot where we used to warm ourselves by the fire."

"Currently, the energy level of the doorway we previously carved out has reached a level that can accommodate a Level 17 transcendent being."

"Reaching level 18 is coming soon, and reaching level 19 in a few more days shouldn't be too much of a problem."

"Getting in doesn't seem to be a problem right now, but the problem is..."

Carlos paused here and looked at Tucker.

Tucker added slowly and methodically.

"The real question is whether we can come out alive after we go in."

"You guessed it after all." Carlos raised an eyebrow.

As they walked, Tucker spoke slowly.

"If only Ramour hadn't been attacked by the Church of the Dark Sun."

"This exploration of the Demon King's tomb will surely be a slow-burning reaping operation."

"But, it's obvious to everyone that Lamoel can't hold on."

"Lamor may not live to see the next sunrise."

Tucker then spoke of the Day of Ashes.

Carlos glanced at the dark, inky sky, his eyes appearing somewhat vacant.

Tucker glanced briefly at Carlos's slightly unusual state.

Tucker looked away after a moment.

Clearly, Carlos was unaware that he had entered a state of mental and cognitive emptiness.

Tucker continued his story.

"Furthermore, the Church of the Dark Sun also secretly covets the Demon King's tomb."

"The Demon King's Tomb is bound to be a mess, and since it's a mess, there's nothing to worry about."

"If even one person starts acting recklessly, the fragile trust will crumble instantly. Then everyone will become reckless."

Tucker smiled faintly at this point.

"Perhaps Saint Rand has some reservations, but the other tower city-states... probably wish that all of us who went in from Lamor would die."

"After all, they all appear friendly on the surface, but they've done a lot of unethical things behind the scenes."

"As far as I know, the Lighthouse Mine on the northeast side of Lamor was bombed, killing hundreds of people and even losing a large area of ​​mining area. This is a big blow to Lamor."

"We still don't know who did it."

"Those guys don't care about Lamor's life or death; all they want is to devour his corpse!"

"To them, the dead Ramour is the best Ramour!"

Tucker's words made Carlos realize that Tucker clearly had a deeper and more thorough understanding of this journey to the Demon King's Tomb than he had.

He had naively thought this was a collaborative exploration.

Until his sister, Hilor, told him in a stern and righteous tone.

You can be naive, but others won't be naive with you.

The change in Ramour's off-field situation has made this exploration increasingly dangerous.

"So, are you sure you want to participate?" Carlos asked.

"After all, when my sister invited you, Lamor wasn't in this predicament now."

This is also the core issue that Carlos came to confirm during his trip.

"Go, why don't you go?"

Tucker said calmly.

"After all, the Demon King is there. It would be a waste of this trip to the Demon King's tomb if we didn't go and lift the coffin lid of the Demon King."

"The Demon King's coffin lid?"

Carlos paused, taken aback.

"You...you wouldn't really be thinking of doing that, would you!"

Tucker smiled.

"Didn't you say so before? I'm the gravedigger of the Demon King's tomb!"

"But……"

Carlos was about to speak when Tucker interrupted him.

"Your sister should have given you the information on the other tower city-states that might be involved this time, as well as the level 18 and 19 extraordinary geniuses in the Saint Land Extraordinary Academy, right?" Tucker asked.

"Um!"

"Give me."

Carlos took out the folder of documents that his sister had previously instructed him to take out.

"Hmm, quite a lot. Looks like those guys aren't weak." Tucker said, feeling the thickness of the parchment folder.

"Saint Land is the core of our Dark Curtain Province. Within the Duchy of Serions, Dark Curtain Province is considered quite large."

"Many knight families, wizard families, or other noble families with bloodlines, and almost all the talented geniuses and extraordinary individuals in the entire Dark Curtain Province have gathered in Saint Land."

"Even my sister is only qualified to study at the St. Land Extraordinary Academy."

"So many extraordinary geniuses and powerful experts have entered this killing field."

"Are you... really going?"

Tucker ignored Carlos's well-intentioned rambling.

Instead, they looked up at the massive steam tower with its clearly audible roar, and at the steam ring that was being eroded step by step.

Did your sister tell you?

"What?" Carlos was taken aback.

Tucker pointed to the steam rings above.

"You mean, the secrets of Ramor's steam ring machinery, steam, angels, and the like?"

Tucker chuckled. "Your sister really doesn't treat you like an outsider."

Carlos: "???"

"Did you go up and try it?"

"I tried it."

"How did it go?"

"That secret is a complete lie," Carlos said, his face full of disbelief.

"My sister tried it for three days, and those steam sprites started dancing around her. But she still didn't feel anything."

"Perhaps... the method is wrong."

"How? What way?" Carlos couldn't help but lean closer.

After thinking for a moment, Tucker slowly said, "There are similar plot points in many adventure stories."

"For example, a wizard, after being chased by an assassin and falling off a cliff, enters the treasure land left behind by a powerful wizard, learns a forbidden spell, and returns in force, blasting the assassin's head off with a single forbidden spell."

"For example, a wizard is being chased by an assassin and forced into a desperate situation. As a result, the wizard breaks through and becomes a master. After emerging, he casts a spell that separates the assassin's body from his body."

"I get it now, assassins must die, right!" Carlos rolled his eyes.

"No!" Tucker shook his head.

"Only when you are on the verge of death do you have a chance to seize that lost treasure."

"These conditions are too harsh!" Carlos still looked incredulous.

"If we weren't so demanding, wouldn't the treasure have been taken long ago?"

"Hmm...that makes a tiny bit of a difference."

As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the entrance of the steam tower.

At this time, the entrance to the steam tower was heavily guarded.

The burly knight wielded a powerful steam-powered firearm.

Tucker's bullet tentacles are a simulation of this kind of steam gun.

However, its power is clearly inferior to these steam-powered firearms of the same level.

It is said that a Tier 3 steam gun, once fully charged, can blast through a thick wall with a single shot.

After their identities were verified, Tucker and Carlos passed through the magic gate and arrived directly at the floor where the steam ring was located.

Stepping out of the magic door, one sees the situation inside the hall on this floor.

Tucker's pupils contracted slightly.

(End of this chapter)