This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 136 - The Blasphemer in St. Land_1

Chapter 136 -136 The Blasphemer in St. Land!_1

Chapter 136 -136 The Blasphemer in St. Land!_1

Susanna Rudolf was dragged into the deep darkness by the eerie Puppet Silk Lines.

She struggled desperately, but to no avail.

No matter how she waved her short knife, she couldn’t break free from those terrifying Puppet Silk Lines.

As she was dragged further and further away, the light became fainter and fainter.

Her heart, too, sank deeper into the darkness.

Eventually, she was dragged to a stone pillar carved with strange glyphs.

Dense silk threads poured into her body, draining her life force, her soul, and even wreaking havoc in her being.

The ascension of a high-level Transcendent was as bizarre as a massive steam ecology.

It required a substantial drain of basic Transcendent Characteristics for its foundation.

And all those captured, like her, would become nothing but cold skeletons under the Transcendent Sequence of that soon-to-be-born high-level Transcendent.

Just as Susanna was about to resign herself to despair,

the surrounding silk threads suddenly halted.

Then, all the Puppet Silk Lines in the darkness went mad, wildly twisting and jerking in the air.

Even those that had controlled her joined the frenzied, twisted revelry after detaching from her.

“This…”

Before Susanna could react,

Boom—

A massive, deep, and awe-inspiring explosion rolled over, like the eruption of a volcano.

The entire world seemed to tremble.

And the direction from which the explosion came… was Black River Valley Tower.

Immediately after,

rich, ultimate, and brilliant light,

emanated from the Steam Tower of Black River Valley, spreading outwards along the dense Puppet Silk Lines in every direction.

It was like an immensely dazzling firework ignited on the Black River Valley Tower.

This light was so intense that it lit up Black River Valley, illuminating the town by the valley.

Even the Transcendents fleeing across the river were illuminated by this sudden radiance, lighting up their path ahead.

For a moment, the whole world fell silent.

Everyone quietly witnessed this inconceivable sight,

Watching the splendid giant fireworks slowly fade away.

The light was so familiar that Susanna even sensed a hint of Exorcism Holy Light in it.

As the light from the immense firework gradually weakened and dissipated,

the catastrophic Puppet Silk Lines also vanished without a trace.

Only then did Susanna come to a sudden realization.

Was this nightmarish disaster finally coming to an end?

It was completely impossible to see the original appearance of the ruins, once a ‘Sheep Circle Keeper’.

The two vice-presidents, Freyda and Mary Joe, slowly withdrew their gazes.

Then, their eyes fell upon Taniru, known as the Steam Wizard.

“Why do you look at me like that?”

Tuck spread his hands slightly.

“The people were killed by you.”

“I… am merely a carrier of the Holy Light.”

Both their expressions stiffened slightly.

Indeed, that Dark Sun Bishop who wanted to ascend to a higher level was killed by the two of them.

They had even started to sense the feedback of Origin Energy after the hunt by the Demon Hunter.

Rich, pure, and vast.

They could use this Origin Energy to increase their levels directly.

The people were killed by them, but they were not the murderers.

Things were starting to get strange.

As the crisis of the Puppet Silk Lines was resolved,

the Demon Hunters and Transcendents who had been dragged into the darkness were also released.

The many unsettled Transcendents gathered from all directions towards their meeting point.

Soon, almost all the Transcendent Demon Hunters from the three towns made the same decision.

That was to flee!

To hurry and escape from Black River Valley.

There were too many strange occurrences here.

Having barely escaped the dreadful Puppet Silk Lines, who knew what would happen next?

The only hope for survival was to leave this place as quickly as possible.

Nearly following the lingering light from Black River Valley’s radiance,

The surviving Transcendents fled the Black River Valley, heading towards St. Land Transcendent City State.

……

Light!

Reflected deep within the pupils of Witch Archbishop Aida Hicks.

There was an angry fire flickering in her eyes.

The ritual had already begun.

The St. Land Warrior dared not show his face.

She had anticipated this scene.

Those strong men of St. Land wouldn’t move easily unless they were certain of victory.

But this exactly fit into Aida Hicks’s plan.

What she wanted was to seek opportunities in this game of strategies.

In another three or four hours.

Puppet Master Bruno Ford was about to complete his ascension.

However, an incident at the Alien Gate had cut off the Life Pulse that Bruno was drawing from.

Fortunately, they had prepared enough, with both the controlled Transcendents of Black River Valley and the powerful Foreign Demon Hunters.

They were all catalysts for Bruno Ford’s promotion.

Moreover, the life attributes of those foreign beings were different from those of this world, and absorbing their life attributes could help Bruno Ford better stabilize his own Steam Ecology.

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As long as Bruno Ford completed the promotion.

They would have an even better chance against St. Land.

The plan and its execution were undoubtedly perfect.

But all of a sudden.

Bruno Ford exploded!

The incident was so sudden, so unexpected for everyone.

That by the time the explosion occurred.

Aida Hicks had just reacted.

By the time she realized and wanted to understand what had happened.

Bruno Ford had just vanished.

But!

They still saw some information.

Bruno Ford was purified by the Exorcism Holy Light of demon hunters!

Promotion.

It is inherently in a state of imbalance.

Especially since Bruno Ford was at a critical period of promotion.

That demon hunter’s holy light was undoubtedly crucial to breaking the balance.

The problem lay with those Demon Hunters.

Logically, they should go out and eliminate those Demon Hunters.

But Witch Archbishop Aida Hicks glanced at the nobility vampires of the “Blood Race Sanctuary” to her left and the bloodline werewolves of the “Totem Sanctuary” to her right.

As well as those watchful St. Land Transcendents lurking deep in the nearby rivers, above the clouds, within the shadows, always ready to strike.

Even as a High-level Transcendent, she dared not act rashly.

If she acted hastily, it would be what those St. Land warriors wanted to see.

Just as in Ramore, the St. Land warriors dared not come to aid.

Now, she, Archbishop Aida Hicks, also didn’t dare to pursue recklessly.

Moreover, the cause of that incomprehensible method was still unknown.

If there were really top Demon Hunters hiding among them.

She wouldn’t survive such an explosion either.

Taking a deep breath.

Aida Hicks swallowed back the fiery anger over her ally’s death.

As expected, the mocking words came quickly.

“Hm! Your people from the Dark Sun Temple actually released such an enormous firework, truly a delightful sight, adding a smidge of fun to this dull and boring night.”

“If you seek revenge for your subordinates, I think… this will certainly make a wonderful evening, don’t you think? Esteemed Witch Aida Hicks.”

Vampire Marquis “Louis VII” was as elegant as ever, but beneath the elegant facade lay bloodthirst and madness.

“Witch Archbishop Aida Hicks, if you wish, by joining forces with me tonight, we can erase those damned demon hunters from this Northern Borderland of the Ashen Land.”

Not far away, the prowling werewolf “Ken Pitt” walked over with a cold laugh.

With his strides, he also reverted to a human form, with brown short hair, a rough, protruding face, a ferocious demeanor, and erect draconic wolf eyes gazing fiercely.

“Without thoroughly investigating the issue, any action is a risky move.”

Compared to the two Archbishop seats of the Blood Race and the Werewolves who were fanning the flames.

Aida Hicks knew very well.

These two beasts wished for her to die tonight.

She naturally would not fulfill their wishes.

Gazing into the depths of the darkness of St. Land.

Aida Hicks slowly spoke.

“The Crown Guardian is soon to arrive at the Northern Borderland!”

Both Vampire Marquis Louis VII and Werewolf Archbishop Ken Pitt were slightly shaken.

The Crown Guardian was a mighty being who had opened up territories in the East Continent and protected the Saint Heir.

Stronger than these Archbishops.

“If the Crown Guardian is coming, doesn’t that mean… the Saint Heir, Wendell, is also coming?” the Werewolf Archbishop Ken Pitt asked in a low voice.

“Yes!” Aida Hicks nodded slightly.

“They come for… the Blasphemer.”

“The faith of the great Dark Sun shall not be defiled.”

“Divine punishment is about to befall St. Land, the shelter for Blasphemers.”