This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 128 - Coffin No Its a Furnace_1

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Coffin? No, It’s a Furnace!_1

Chapter 128 -128: Coffin? No, It’s a Furnace!_1

“Boom…”

Following the shattering of the sixth magic gate.

The two Fifth Rank Dark Sun [Deacons] felt a light magic that was slightly alarming, their expressions a mix of shock and awe.

This sudden stealth attack was just too fast.

Just when the explosion occurred at the entrance.

They had already notified Lord “Baine Lester,” who was stationed at the hub of the Alien Gate.

And in the blink of an eye, three gates were blown up.

The most infuriating part was that the magic gate Lord Baine Lester was coming through was the second one destroyed.

Just as they felt something was amiss and attempted to protect the magic gate.

Their hidden enemy moved faster than they did.

One gate after another was destroyed.

By the time the two of them thought to protect the last magic gate, it was too late.

The mysterious wizard’s magical methods were so extraordinary, they completely surpassed both of their imaginations.

Even the magic gate enchanted with a magical shield was directly breached by the enemy’s wizardry, followed by the explosion of the gate.

Not a single magic gate survived.

That Fourth Rank Steam Demon Hunter was very strong, attracting nearly all the attention.

But the real threat was the mysterious wizard launching stealth attacks from the shadows.

If only they could kill that damned wizard.

The Demon Hunter drawing fire in the open wouldn’t last much longer.

“On the tower,” bellowed the Puppet Master “Mark.”

While the two seemed engrossed in the frustration of the last shattering gate.

In reality, the Fifth Rank Dark Sun Deacon “Mark” was using his puppet silk lines to seek out that hidden wizard.

Tuck saw those strange silk lines crazily leaping and arcing across the ground, air, walls, and eaves, densely packed and endless.

They almost matched the Shadow veins, covering the surrounding world.

However, the shadow silk veins were merely extensions of shadow power and were weak in offensive capability.

But these Fifth Rank puppet silk lines.

If Tuck were entangled and saturated, he would very likely be strung up by his opponent in moments.

Tuck, unwilling to confront it head-on, slid down directly from the tower.

Of course, this action was noticed by the two Fifth Rank Dark Sun [Deacons].

“My child… return to your homeland,” a comforting voice, warm as if a mother caressing her child, rippled through Tuck’s mind.

In an instant, Tuck felt as if he had returned to infancy.

Soul, body, witchcraft, Transcendent Talent—all were slipping away, falling into silence.

Tuck, gliding through the air, glanced stiffly backwards.

He saw the pretender to the Shepherd Sequence, the soul herder Phylair, capturing his soul.

That ordinary female face now bore the distinct tenderness of a mother’s love for her child.

“If my soul wasn’t still somewhat useful, I would have sold it to you right away,” Tuck said with a ghastly, bloodthirsty grin, revealing his savage intent to the Fifth Rank [Shepherd] Phylair.

The next moment, Tuck’s body emanated an aura of Light and Barrier.

He then broke free from [Shepherd] Phylair’s capture of his soul.

With a Shadow Walk, Tuck left his original position.

This caused the massive amount of incoming puppet silk lines to miss their mark.

“Phylair, how did you let that guy get away? He’s only Second Rank,” Mark said indignantly upon seeing this.

“His ecology… is very powerful, he broke free from the bonds,” Phylair replied in a low voice, her expression shifting uncertainly.

“What?” Mark couldn’t help but be startled.

To describe a Second Rank Transcendent as “powerful”?

Meanwhile.

Tuck jumped once more into the cover of shadows.

Thanks to Tuck’s own Steam Origin Spirit State’s stealthiness.

The disturbance from Tuck’s Shadow Walk upon landing was minimal.

The two Fifth Rank Transcendents, who weren’t particularly proficient in sensing techniques, failed to immediately detect Tuck’s traces.

“Fifth Rank Dark Sun Servants, their methods are indeed formidable,” Tuck mused with narrowed eyes, feeling his soul slightly scarred from the Shepherd’s capture.

Whether it was the [Shepherd] or that [Puppet Master].

Both were Intermediate Transcendents.

Compared to Andre Van, who was just starting to condense a Transcendent State.

These two Fifth Rank Dark Sun Servants not only had condensed a [Transcendent State].

But their [Transcendents State] was also considerably strong.

They were not opponents Tuck could easily confront head-on.

[Transcendent State]

It signifies a life form’s and soul’s escape from the basic flesh biology, starting to use “Transcendent Sequence Ecology” as the framework for life and soul, a Transcendent being’s state of life.

To put it simply.

For Transcendents who have established a [Transcendent State], [physical body] is no longer the determining factor for their state of life but rather a secondary one.

A blown-apart skull, a shattered heart, or even half the body annihilated.

None can kill a Transcendent who has established a [Transcendent State].

Only by thoroughly destroying the “Transcendent Sequence Ecology,” which acts as the framework of life, can a Transcendent with a [Transcendent State] be truly killed.

Upon reaching the Intermediate Transcendent level, each one becomes quite the tough nut to crack.

Tuck’s array of basic witchcraft, even if capable of harming them, would only cause insignificant physical injuries at most.

Their attacks on Tuck were definite “soul level” critical damages.

He gazed at the “Alien Gate” that was slowly rotating nearby.

During his contemplation, Tuck, who was hidden in a shadowy corner, had already raised his palm.

Arcane Shot, silently began to condense.

Previously, when Barkins was repairing the Alien Gate, he had left a safeguard in place.

In his own words, it was the addition of a “pivot lock” in the node within the Alien Gate’s frame.

Once the “pivot lock” was attacked, it would cause the entire Alien Gate to be paralyzed.

Originally, Barkins had intended to strike the pivot lock himself before escaping.

To destroy the Alien Gate he had repaired with his own hands.

But he didn’t have the time to do that.

And now.

Tuck had taken over the baton.

He didn’t even need Barkins’ explanation.

When Tuck arrived at this area, he had already noticed that one inconspicuous node at the upper right corner of the Alien Gate, which was quite special.

A massive amount of energy pathways had to pass through it.

“Boom!”

The gunfire of the Arcane Shot sounded.

The Arcane Bullet brutally shattered the important node of the Alien Gate.

Simultaneously, Tuck’s whereabouts were discovered.

The soft whisper that floated to Tuck’s ears was like the murmur of a lover in a dream, lingering around Tuck’s heart.

It even caused Tuck to react strangely.

The bizarre silk lines, moreover, were closing in from all directions. Clearly, the Puppet Master did not intend to let Tuck go this time.

“Phylair, if you were a bit more beautiful, I might have been tempted, but unfortunately, you’re too ordinary,” Tuck said with hearty laughter as he took a step and disappeared on the spot, causing a multitude of Puppet Silk Lines to miss their target once again.

“Damn it… you let him escape again,” Mark said angrily.

Having been mocked by Tuck, the already unremarkable-looking Shepherd Phylair’s face turned even ashen.

“He won’t get away!”

With a Phase Transition, Tuck had already appeared close to Andre Van.

Andre Van charged towards him instantly.

The moment he touched Tuck.

The vision around them rapidly elongated, and the surroundings began to grow abstract.

“It’s indeed some kind of powerful transition ability.”

Before Andre Van could get a closer look,

The surroundings had already rapidly dimmed.

All the Magic Lamps, the Transcendents who were surrounding them, and those accursed remote Spellcasters, had all disappeared.

In their place was the thicket where they had hidden before.

The two of them had escaped.

The drizzle began to fall more steadily, dripping onto their bodies.

With the cold wind blowing outside, Andre Van looked at himself and realized his body was covered in wounds.

“Damn it! There were too many of them,” Andre Van said as he took a deep breath.

“Right, your Shadow Demon Wolf hasn’t come out yet!”

He seemed to care about the Shadow Demon Wolf more than Tuck did.

But Tuck just pressed his hand firmly onto the ground nearby.

A large expanse of shadows spread out, radiating from the palm of Tuck’s hand like a tidal wave in all directions.

The next moment, the Shadow Flame Demon Wolf Leader leaped out from amongst them.

In the contract Tuck had signed, there was naturally a clause that allowed him to directly summon the other party.

“Tsk tsk… this maneuver, truly impressive!”

This scene made Andre Van wish he were a Wizard.

Then, Andre Van looked towards the Alien Gate’s shattered layer domain channel and the small world of the now-broken gate, and said slowly,

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“Even if we manage to trap them inside, by repeatedly entering and exiting to slowly chip away at them, the difficulty would be extremely high.”

“After all, we definitely can’t beat those two Fifth Rank Dark Sun Servants.”

“Moreover, they will repair the Magic Gate inside.”

“Once they repair the portal, our plan will fall through.”

Andre Van, while drinking a Recovery Potion, sat down and continued to speak.

Meanwhile, Tuck also took out a bottle of Soul Recovery Potion and drank it.

“Tsk tsk… you actually get injured too?”

Andre Van was amazed at this scene.

Tuck ignored Andre Van’s comment and said slowly.

“Quickly recover from your injuries.”

“I’ve already shattered all the exits just now.”

“The entire Alien Gate space has now become a giant coffin.”

“But soon… there, it will turn into — a Furnace!”

“They… won’t be able to escape.”

A Furnace?

Andre Van raised his eyebrows.

This Wizard in front of him, despite his young age, had methods so ruthless and a resolve so firm.

In his experience with Transcendents, he was definitely one of the most formidable.

“It’s fortunate he’s not a member of the Dark Sun Church, otherwise… I can’t even imagine!”

“A Furnace? Can you explain further?”

Taking a deep breath, Andre Van, still in recovery, asked solemnly.