This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 158 - Mirror Blood Pool_1

Chapter 158: Chapter 158: Mirror Blood Pool!_1

Chapter 158 -158: Mirror Blood Pool!_1

Light surged like a torrent, pouring into the Prayer Mirror.

Layer upon layer of blood-red ripples and waves surged outward from the point of light’s entry, like tidal ebbs and flows.

Even the remnants, spilling out from within the Prayer Mirror, shook the wooden frame and walls that outlined the Prayer Boundary, breaking them down directly.

“Holy Light Healing Magic.”

Tuck had greatly enhanced his “Light” abilities through scientific enhancement.

Moreover, Tuck himself possessed the power of the Angel Sequence and had condensed a Cyclical Bright Rune.

This was now being unleashed through the Bright Flame Bracelet.

The Two-star “Holy Light Healing Magic” had become a well-sized robust light, both tangible and as blazing as fire.

If that were all, it wouldn’t have been considered a formidable method.

But the issue lay in

Tuck’s Transcendent Talent of the Steam Origin Energy Spirit State that reached an astounding 1650%.

Tuck could sustain and prolong spells through a massive supply of Origin Energy.

Holy Light Healing Magic, in essence, was a method to cast down holy light and heal the injured.

Following Tuck’s enhancements, not only that, but with the Steam Sequence of Power also activated at that moment, a large amount of Steam Origin Energy poured into it.

Turning it into a continuous burning holy light.

In other words, as long as Tuck was near this spell,

The scorching of the holy light would continue unabated.

The SSS Level Steam Origin Energy Spirit State had already significantly altered Tuck’s use of various wizardry spells.

As the holy light kept flowing into the Prayer Mirror,

the area of the holy light expanded, dispersing the surrounding mirror blood curtains.

The Prayer Boundary began to reveal its true form.

This was a peculiar mirror leading to the sealed realms.

“What is this?”

Hilor, evidently not well-versed in transcendental mystic knowledge, stood by Tuck’s side and asked curiously.

“The Blood Pool Layer of the Mirror Seal layer, academically known as Mirror Blood Pool, it’s quite a valuable find,”

Tuck said aloud, scrutinizing the enormous glass mirror.

“Are we going over there soon?”

Hilor had vaguely seen the circular Blood Pool within the mirror and the sizable Blood Pool Sequence Tree.

That was the entire wealth of a 59th level Blood Race member advancing to the sixth rank.

“No…”

Tuck smiled,

“When we break this mirror, what’s inside will come out on its own.”

“Or rather, they aren’t actually inside what you see; in reality, they are right beside us.”

Tuck’s ambiguous words caused Hilor to grip her greatsword tightly.

She didn’t quite understand these strange utterances of the wizard Tuck.

But she could feel the danger drawing ever closer.

The enemy!

Or rather, those three castle mistresses are coming.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three large windows shattered abruptly.

Three huge Blood Race Bats burst in.

As soon as they entered, the giant Blood Bats turned their gaze to the brilliantly glowing Prayer Mirror.

The thick holiness of the light was so vast and intense

that the moment they entered, they felt their bat forms’ skin being scorched and stung by the heat.

The three Viscount Ladies of the Blood Race immediately landed, condensing into their Blood Race human forms.

In their human forms, their entity outlines were more complete, offering greater resistance.

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But their skin still felt a slight sting.

The aura of runes!

Blistering holy light!

And even a trace of the [Angel] presence that sent shivers of unease through them.

For the Blood Race,

The [Angel] Sequence was most certainly a gruesome sequence that could melt with an extra glance or explode with one extra second.

But!

Even so, they had to stop the opponent from destroying the “Blood Pool Sacred Tree.”

Otherwise, when that twisted, ugly, evil, and vicious Leonard Moore Count returned,

they would be tortured for at least half a month… no… for more than a month.

Under harsh punishment, they might even become part of the Blood Pool.

Before them, two Viscount Ladies had already been consumed by the Blood Pool.

Before the three Blood Race Ladies could act,

a cry for help came from above the cathedral.

“Daphne, save me, save me quickly!”

Above in the air, Allen was continually roasted by Tuck’s holy light.

His skin was burnt through long ago, and even the inside of his body was rapidly heating up.

The youngest of the three Blood Race Ladies, who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen, Lady Daphne, suddenly looked up.

After confirming that it was Allen Deya,

without any hesitation, she instantly transformed into a Blood Bat and flew to the crossbeam above the cathedral, rescuing the suspended Allen Deya.

Seeing Allen Deya so injured, she bit her own finger without hesitation to feed him blood.

As he recovered a bit, Allen Deya quickly said,

“Daphne, don’t engage with those two humans, believe me, that wizard is no human, he’s a demon, and their methods and strength are terrifyingly dreadful, fighting them will surely end badly.”

Without Allen’s saying, Daphne had already felt it.

Both human Transcendents were from the Steam Sequence.

Especially that Wizard, who possessed an astonishing Light Power.

Seeing Daphne still hesitating,

Allen Deya directly played his trump card.

“Leonard Moore Count already knows about our affair,” he said.

“The only reason he hasn’t killed us is that he wants to use your Blood Race Talent to help him ascend to the Sixth Rank.”

“Once he’s done ascending, it won’t matter whether it’s you or me, we will both die by his hand.”

“Now, we have a chance to escape from here, to flee from all this.”

“Help that human Wizard, take down those two lackeys, this is our only chance to survive.”

Sure enough, Allen Deya’s explanation caused Daphne’s expression to change rapidly.

Just then, a gloomy voice came from below.

“Daphne, have you finished catching up with your little lover?”

“If you’re done, then hurry up and roll down here for me.”

Daphne, with a composed expression, gracefully descended from above.

“You little bitch, get on it now,” scolded the elegantly dressed Blood Race Chief Lady “Isabelle,” her tone sharp as she reprimanded.

At this critical moment, for the Chief Blood Race Lady to behave this way, one could imagine what the usual treatment must be like.

“Yes!”

Daphne, with her head bowed, obediently replied as always.

As Daphne passed by the Chief Blood Race Lady,

a streak of silver light burst forth from Daphne’s hand, pouring fiercely into Isabelle’s abdomen. So much so that the silver light pierced right through to her back, blowing open a large bloody wound on Isabelle’s back.

“Hiss hiss…”

The sharp, piercing hiss swept across the entire Blood Race Great Hall in an instant.

The Chief Blood Race Lady Isabelle, who retreated over a dozen meters,

boomed… smashing a large swathe of the neat and clean benches.

She clutched her abdomen as pain and contortion quickly spread across her face.

“You despicable little bitch… How dare you sneak attack me…”

In her sharp howl, her figure began to rapidly expand, manifesting her Blood Race Transcendent Form to contend with the ambush injury.

“Isabelle, how do you like this Secret Silver Essence? It’s specially prepared for you,” retorted Daphne as she raised her head, coldly looking at Isabelle, and also began her Blood Race transformation!

Her eyes drawn into sharp angles, her skin began to harden, her silhouette grew taller, and her face became ferocious and brutal—her Blood Race Transcendent State.

Meanwhile, the ambushed Isabelle also uncontrollably condensed her Transcendent creature’s form into anger.

Even taller than Daphne, she formed a Transcendent State close to three meters tall for the Blood Race.

But her abdomen clearly showed a bloody hole.

Clearly, this Chief Lady had been seriously harmed by the so-called “Secret Silver Essence” attack.

The two Transcendent Blood Races, shrieking sharply, collided with each other.

Then began to wildly grapple with each other.

The surrounding benches and stools were shattered by their attacks, debris flying in all directions.

A leg of a bench even flew towards Tuck.

But it was blocked by Tuck’s shield.

Tuck couldn’t help but silently applaud as he watched this drama between women unfold.

“Very good, please continue your performance. Fight a bit more, and I’ll be able to shatter the Prayer Mirror directly without any damage,” he muttered.

As Isabelle manifested her Transcendent State, the environment began to show large patches of blood mist, which she continuously absorbed into her body.

This significantly strengthened her life force, defensive ability, and attack potency.

This was a unique enhancement provided by the Blood Race Castle.

Just like the amplification a Wizard receives within their own Steam Castle ecosystem.

By contrast, Daphne didn’t have such an advantage.

Knowing she wasn’t bestowed with the Blood Race Castle’s enhancement by the Earl was also part of the reason Daphne rebelled.

As the battle ensued, it was clear Daphne was at a disadvantage.

Simultaneously, the Blood Race Second Lady, Agnes also abandoned her dignity and presented her Blood Race Transcendent Form.

The two joined forces and began to brutally assault Daphne together.

Seeing this scene, Hilor glanced at Tuck and asked,

“Can you hold the column of light?”

Tuck paused for a moment, then glanced at the column of light.

“Does this thing need guarding?” he asked.

“They all think I can’t move while casting this spell, don’t they!”

“Mhm, I can hold it!”

Since Hilor had asked, Tuck naturally had to respond.

As Tuck finished speaking,

Hilor took a step with a thunderous roar resonating.

“Woo woo…”

Enveloped by swirling steam, Hilor joined the fray.

Suddenly, four women were fiercely clashing with one another.

The entire Blood Race hall had become a battleground.

The floor, the tables and benches, and even the walls were subjected to attacks from the unleashed powers of the Transcendents.

Meanwhile, outside the castle, Demon Wolves were also locked in combat with the incoming Blood Race Guards.

As Tuck assessed the unfolding battle,

a hand with sharp Blood Race nails quietly appeared behind him, targeting his heart.

Then, like a blade piercing through iron, the hand burst in an instant.