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This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 118 - Steam Demon Hunter_1
Chapter 118: Chapter 118 Steam Demon Hunter_1
Chapter 118 -118 Steam Demon Hunter_1
“These damn demon hunters, don’t they know to wipe off the rainwater outside? They just have to come into the tavern and wet the sofa that’s hard to clean.”
Seeing this scene, the bartender immediately grumbled in a low voice.
But he dared not say much.
After all, these demon hunters, entering the “Grey Night period” rainy season these past few days, had made his tavern earn a full pot and overflowing bowl.
In the past during the rainy season.
Their River Valley town tavern used to be virtually empty, hoping to earn a Copper Nee was difficult.
These visitors from a different domain, although a bit troublesome to serve.
But they were generous with their tips, and the young bartender had raked in a good amount during this time.
These seven or eight foreign demon hunters.
Sat down near the large fireplace.
Tuck could see clearly that this group of demon hunters had hunted two—Shepherds.
And they were Level 30 something “Shepherds”.
Apart from the Shepherds, there were also several Dark Sun Degenerate at the elite level whose skins had developed scales.
Shepherds still retained the human form.
But the “Dark Sun Degenerate,” born of contamination in sin, displayed a “herd” nature rather than that of humans.
The contamination of the Dark Sun is itself a warp and aberration of human ethnic ecology.
The human territories with those who engage in destruction, sacrifices, blood sacrifices, and such “Evil Spirit Mystery Sects”, at least retained the essence of being a “human” ethnic group.
But being contaminated by the Dark Sun meant completely giving up the essence of being human and accepting the perverse transformation into something else.
The bones of the Shepherds and the Dark Sun Degenerates were casually piled up by those demon hunters, looking quite rough and unrestrained.
I wonder if they are going to perform an “Exorcism Ritual” later.
Tuck remembered that the Exorcism Ritual of demon hunters could yield more Origin Energy and essence from those fallen to darkness.
Since these fellows had already been “physically overdone”, I guess they wouldn’t mind another wave of “Magic Overdegree”.
While arranging their soggy armor and clothes, these demon hunters chatted loudly, their tones and gestures both grand and unrestrained.
“Those damn Shepherds, daring to probe us, really think our demon hunting sacrificial rites are blind?”
“Exactly, and these guys’ scent is so noticeable, my demon hunting dog smelled them from a great distance. They even thought we hadn’t noticed them.”
“My demon hunting rune bell wouldn’t stop ringing too,” said a brawny female demon hunter in the group, shaking the bell on her wrist.
However, the bell didn’t ring as she waved her arm.
Obviously, it would be triggered only when dark creatures approached.
“The dark creatures here completely lack that caution after countless battles with demon hunters.”
“I even feel they’re too stupid.”
“Are all demon hunters in this world just for show?”
The mood among the members of the demon hunters was obviously light.
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Just then, the young team captain, who appeared young but was of a high level, spoke up indifferently.
“Don’t underestimate the dark creatures here.”
“Behind them stands the Church of the Evil God.”
“Moreover, these Shepherds who believe in the Dark Sun, they are better at large-scale battle, not the kind of stupid evil spirits that rely on a bit of trickery to recklessly provoke.”
“Furthermore, their attack steps are very firm.”
“Using the Undercurrent, they advance step by step, building altars, summoning the Dark Sun and, after constructing their own Dark Sun Ecology.”
“They absorb the Transcendents who surrender to them, turning them into Shepherds and then continuing to expand the Dark Sun Degenerate race, cultivating elites, chiefs, and even Dark Sun Degenerate Lords.”
“They expand step by step, and even the Duchy Cerion is somewhat overwhelmed.”
“Although we have killed many Dark Sun Degenerates and Shepherds during this time we’ve been here, we cannot become complacent.”
“Captain… I understand what you’re saying.”
“But this damned ghostly weather here is just too… vexing.”
“Half a month it’s all sun, a bizarre blood sun.”
“Half a month we can only see the moon, and it’s an inexplicably magically cold moon.”
“The bizarre weather is one thing, but then it just had to coincide with this damnable rainy season, the rain is seriously heavy.”
“After a battle, instead of doing anything else, my Roar Deterrence has been busy drinking water, I’ve almost had my fill.”
The demon hunters talked among themselves.
Tuck just quietly listened from the side.
These demon hunters were still using the official common language of the Three-Eyed God, Spiritual Nation.
However, it was mixed with some dialects and accents of different domains, making it sound like another language.
But Tuck, with a little concentration, could basically understand all of it.
“These Dark Sun Degenerates still have some substance to them, their teeth are almost like alchemically created alloy.”
“Yeah, they bit right through my light armor.”
“You’re still okay, my curved sword got corroded by the blood of that Shepherd.”
“That idiot, actually using his own fresh blood as a curse.”
“My knife is broken, and I can’t get it fixed in this place.”
The demon hunting squad was discussing when,
one of them suddenly seemed to have discovered something.
“Hey… that wizard, yes, I’m talking to you.”
Tuck turned around to look at the group of demon hunters, a picture of innocence.
I’m just sitting here listening to you talk, I’ve done nothing to provoke you.
“Use your flames to dry my clothes, they’re soaked through and so uncomfortable.”
“Don’t worry, my clothes are all transcendent equipment, heh… even the thing protecting my privates.”
“After they’re dried, I’ll cover all your food and drinks for today.”
In the group of demon hunters, the bald one looked at Tuck with a rugged voice.
“My flames… are pretty powerful!”
Tuck paused for a moment before speaking.
He was really afraid that a single Nightmare Fire Bomb could burn this Level 34 demon hunter to death on the spot.
“Young wizard, you’re only Level 21, how powerful can your flames be?”
“If they get damaged, I’ll take the blame.”
“These wet clothes on me, I’d rather you burned them all off,” said the foreign demon hunter nonchalantly.
Tuck laughed.
“No need for flames, hot air will do better.”
As he spoke, Tuck was already casting a spell.
His deep understanding and control over the three-star level rune curse “Rune Storm Holder,”
had brought Tuck’s mastery over the wind system spells to an astonishing level, combined with “Precision.”
Creating a stable air flow was a breeze for him.
“Micro Hurricane Spell.”
As Tuck’s chant concluded,
a whirlwind tunnel blew in from beside the fireplace flames into the fire, then from the legs of the demon hunter, sweeping up his whole body and out through his head.
The scorching heat mixed with the violent wind dried the demon hunter completely within a few breaths, courtesy of Tuck’s technique.
This display of witchcraft by Tuck caught the attention of the 42-level genius Steam Demon Hunter captain with silver pupils in the squad.
His eyes suddenly focused, and the silver rings in his pupils flickered slightly.
It was only during the wizard’s spell casting that he realized this young wizard, whom he hadn’t even noticed before,
was actually a “Steam Wizard.”
And his witchcraft was rather incredible too.
The more he watched, the more mysterious and formidable he found this “Steam Wizard.”
“Young wizard, that technique of yours is really fantastic.”
Feeling the dryness of his clothes, the bald demon hunter laughed heartily.
“Hey, bartender, I’ll cover his bill for today.”
At that moment,
the tall demon hunter woman in the squad, with a voluptuous figure, healthy wheat-colored skin, and gorgeous looks,
whistled at Tuck.
She boldly beckoned Tuck over with a curl of her finger.
“Hey! Young wizard, lad, give this sister the same kind of magic you just did,”
“I’ll cover all your drinks this month.”
Tuck raised an eyebrow; was this the rhythm of meeting a wealthy lady and skipping twenty years of struggle?
Although normally in this border town, a month’s worth of drinks wouldn’t cost many magic gold.
But Tuck didn’t mind getting to know this bunch of foreign demon hunters.
After all, their captain was no simple character.
The Steam Sequence, a powerful A Grade transcendent talent, along with a unique bloodline power, and possibly even—Talent ability.
His level was as high as 42, making him an intermediate-level demon hunter.
And he was still very young.
He was undoubtedly a genius transcendent.
Tuck cast his spell again.
The winds and waves enveloped the voluptuous foreign demon hunter and hearty beauty’s entire body.
“Oh! This damned heat wave, little wizard, you’ve made sister feel so good!”
The bold and explicit words of the voluptuous demon hunter woman immediately caused the group of demon hunters to burst into laughter.
Even a few bored transcendent beings nearby were amused by the scene.
Laughter filled every corner of the tavern, even spilling out into the rainy scene outside.
In this small tavern in the border town, the world where only Tuck was at a disadvantage, was perfectly achieved!