This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 153 - The Left Wheel of Fate_1

Chapter 153: Chapter 153: The Left Wheel of Fate!_1

Chapter 153 -153: The Left Wheel of Fate!_1

“One sheep, two sheep, three sheep…”

With the Nightmare Fire Bomb as a light source, over thirty barrier lamps illuminated the entire vast barrier chamber or, so to say, “Blood Race Factory.”

Following Tuck’s count,

All the Blood Race, Sheep below shivered violently.

These Blood Race members ranged from experienced individuals at level 35 to fledgelings at level 12 who were just starting.

All of them had been transformed into sheep by the evil human wizard standing before them.

In the fairy tales of their Blood Race, human wizards were always depicted as the embodiment of evil, shamelessness, greed, and ugliness.

Eventually, they would be defeated by the brave members of the Blood Race, who would then turn them into blood servants.

The Blood Race were always the ultimate victors.

And humans would meet their downfall.

But today, the story seemed a bit different.

A bit… more real.

And a bit… more cruel.

“A total of 35 sheep.”

As the count ended, Tuck nodded slightly with determined eyes.

“Time to… slaughter.”

Outside, whether a fight broke out or blood was spilled,

It would inevitably be detected by the Vampire Bats, creating a large-scale commotion.

Symbols would quickly travel to the wandering members of the Blood Race nearby.

The attacks of the Vampire Bats and the Blood Race often got mixed up.

One careless moment could lead to an ambush by the Blood Race.

Therefore, fighting outside was extremely dangerous.

Even more so, during larger battles, it was easy to encounter higher-level Blood Race and Werewolves.

Even Tuck did not dare to engage in battles within the territory of the Blood Race recklessly.

But!

After Tuck utilized his means to build a hidden underground stronghold,

Everything changed.

With a stronghold, there was endurance, recovery, and a foundation for sustainable development.

Tuck could fully use this place as a long-term safe haven, to hunt and slaughter the Blood Race here.

He could even continually use the vast amounts of bats to gather sufficient [Flying] Attributes.

Before being discovered, Tuck could treat this place as his safe base to enter the underground world.

Moreover, Tuck could use this stronghold as a springboard to establish even more safe havens in the surrounding areas or deeper places.

One must know, the Blood Race ecology of this underground world had already taken shape.

Even human Transcendents found it difficult to penetrate this far.

Carving out a small domain of one’s own within the Blood Race ecology was already a notable feat.

“Boom.”

With the thunderous roar of gunshots and the end of an era,

All the Blood Race, Sheep held their breath.

A second-rank Blood Race, just returning to the outline of a Blood Race human,

Was met with the thunderous sound of gunfire, blasting its head apart.

The blood rushed out, draining into the grooves of the magic array below.

The center of the magic array’s grooves was a blood pool of moderate size.

This human intended to use their Blood Race’s fresh blood to build a blood pool ecology and condense Blood Crystals!

Almost all of the Blood Race understood what this human intended to do.

Because, this was exactly what they had done to humans before.

After this second-rank Blood Race condensed its Transcendent Characteristics,

Tuck carefully observed it for a while.

“The Transcendent Characteristics are barely passable, a pity there’s not even a baronial nobility title.”

Then, Tuck kicked the corpse of the Blood Race into the magic array below.

Soon, the fresh blood, already activated by the “Blood Pool Magic Array,” morphed into sticky tentacles that swallowed and absorbed the body of the Blood Race.

Maximizing resource utilization!

This was another major advantage of Tuck’s establishment of a safe haven within the barrier.

Expropriating the resources on the opponent’s body, then using [Execution] to finish them off.

The fresh blood entered the blood pool magic array, where the activated blood devoured their physical bodies, squeezing out their last drop of value.

Tuck’s stronghold was unmistakably a—Blood Race slaughterhouse!

“Boom…”

“Boom…”

“Boom…”

One shot followed by another.

Tuck kept executing more and more members of the Blood Race.

When the seventh Blood Race was executed,

Tuck felt it; his Transcendent Steam Revolver [Execution] was satiated.

Only then did Tuck stop executing further.

At this moment, those many huddled together from the Blood Race, Sheep – some of lower levels – were nearly paralyzed with fear.

Even those of higher levels within the Blood Race were deeply shaken by the bloody, terrifying, cruel methods of the human Evil Wizard before them.

To kill members of the Blood Race, one would either have to have deep hatred, a cold expression, or a mind twisted like a madman’s, enjoying the process.

But!

None!

The Human Wizard before them had no emotions whatsoever.

Killing one Blood Race after another, to that wizard, it was not life he was killing.

It was as natural as cracking sunflower seeds; everything just passed by naturally.

Calm, indifferent, aloof, and even somewhat careless.

This fellow was like a demon, even more demonic than a demon!

And now, the demon “Tuck” in the eyes of the Blood Race, Sheep, was meticulously feeling the Fourth Rank Transcendent Steam Revolver [Execution].

As a Fourth Rank Transcendent weapon, [Execution] had an interesting Attribute.

The world originally did not have a Transcendent Attribute named “Execution.”

But as more executions took place, the “Execution” Transcendent Attribute came into being.

Just as the three Attributes of “Strength,” “Physique,” and “Speed” combine to construct the original version of the Knight.

Or how [Knight] + [Steam Core] constructed the present Steam Wave Era version of the [Steam Knight].

The “Execution” Transcendent Attribute is also a transformation gathered from many Transcendent Attributes like slaughter, fear, and despair.

The [Execution] in Tuck’s hand could obtain a certain amount of “Execution Attribute” through executing enemies.

While enhancing its own “Execution” Transcendent Attribute, it also slowly accumulated the foundation for promotion to Fifth Rank.

If there were many “spectators” during the execution, the effect would be especially good.

This revolver had just started absorbing the Execution Attribute, and after killing merely seven Blood Race members, it had already become somewhat saturated.

Although he could continue the slaughter, it would cause a certain waste.

After all, Tuck had plenty of time to execute slowly.

At the same time, Tuck believed that with this fellow following him, the time would come, sooner or later, when its appetite would be astonishingly great.

Lost in thought, Tuck waved the [Execution] in his hand towards the many frightened Blood Race, Sheep, in the distance, and said in a slow and methodical manner.

“Don’t worry, since you’re all going to die anyway, might as well relax a little.”

“Embrace your final moments—the time of fear!”

Tuck’s words made the Blood Race, Sheep curse him in their hearts.

This damn demon, even if we die, we will curse you.

Unfortunately, other than bleating sounds, they couldn’t utter any words.

After patrolling the area around the Blood Pool magic array and ensuring the ecology of the Blood Pool was functioning properly, expecting small blood pool trees to grow soon, Tuck nodded in satisfaction.

Tuck got up and prepared to rest on the platform for a while, and meanwhile, looked into studying Puppet Silk Lines.

During this period, Tuck had reviewed quite a few books from the Puppet Master Sequence.

He had a fairly deep understanding and knowledge of the Puppet Silk Lines.

Tuck could now use Fifth Rank Puppet Silk Crystals to slowly weave Puppet Silk Lines.

Once Tuck’s research was thorough and he found the right materials,

he would seek Barkin’s help to forge and then he could completely produce and control vast quantities of Puppet Silk Lines by himself.

For now, Tuck could only meticulously make Fifth Rank Puppet’s own Silk Lines.

But as he continued his research, Tuck might well be able to condense the world’s essence into “World Puppet Silk Lines.”

Apart from researching Puppet Silk Lines, grasping the arcane meaning of Runes was also essential in Tuck’s daily routine.

Now, Tuck was increasingly aware of the power of Rune Mystery.

If he only had the Ring Staff, Tuck might not have ventured so deep, played so big.

But with that profound Rune Mystery.

Tuck now wanted to stir up something big in this underground world.

Having just ascended the stone platform and sat down,

Tuck heard a Level 34 Blood Race, Sheep below madly bleating, and it was continuously directed at him.

Looking at the bleating Level 34 Blood Race, Sheep, Tuck slowly said.

“If you don’t have something very important, I will take it as you voluntarily selecting the first spot for the next round of execution.”

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As his words fell, Tuck restored that Blood Race, Sheep’s ability to speak.

That Blood Race, Sheep immediately said,

“Respected Human Wizard Sir, I have very important information to report to you, I beg you to spare my life.”

Tuck’s eyebrows slightly raised.

“I like polite fellows.”

Immediately, Tuck pulled out the Transcendent Steam Revolver, and lightly flicked the cylinder.

“Click, click, click…”

The sound of the cylinder rotating was like the spin of a wheel of fortune.

“The importance of the information you are about to expound will determine your stake in gambling with fate.”

“Begin your performance!”