This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 159 - Blowing into Reality from the Spirit

Chapter 159: Chapter 159: Blowing into Reality from the Spirit Realm!_1

Chapter 159 -159: Blowing into Reality from the Spirit Realm!_1

“Grandpa Dun” had already harvested many hearts from the Blood Race.

Even the hearts of some formidable members of the Blood Race were collected by Grandpa Dun to be savored during festival celebrations.

In his youth, Grandpa Dun had consumed many human hearts, including those of some human geniuses.

But he had never tasted the heart of a top human genius.

And today, the opportunity had come.

Just yesterday, his son, Leonard Moore Count, had knocked on his coffin lid.

He said that enemies might invade the castle today, and asked him to guard the castle for a day or two.

Although he was very old now and his level had dropped from 66 to 41,

he was still a count by nobility titles.

With the blessing of the Blood Race Castle, he was not someone ordinary human Transcendents could contend with.

While waiting in the Mirror Blood Pool, he saw two young and robust life forms.

Especially that female knight—her heart pumped blood with a force that boomed like war drums.

It was a youthful sound that even he envied.

But in terms of flavor, no doubt, the human wizard was superior.

Furthermore, that foolish and arrogant human wizard just so happened to stand with his back to the Prayer Mirror.

He didn’t even need much strength.

A mere delicate jab, and a delicious heart feast would be ready to serve.

In fact, Grandpa Dun did just that.

With Precision akin to a surgical scalpel and Sharp force enough to cut through actual plate armor,

he surged into that cluster of shadows.

Even if the other party was in Shadow State, he was capable of removing their Shadow heart, which would automatically become a flesh and blood heart when removed.

However.

This time, Grandpa Dun did not feel the familiar sensation of a heart beating in his hand.

It was as if he had cut through the air.

As he made his slice, the wizard had simply escaped.

The Precision timing, even an old hand who had lived for hundreds of years like him, was stunned.

Was it a coincidence? Or…

Beyond slicing through air, he even felt as though his arm was being grasped.

No… his arm was indeed being grasped.

“What kind of technique is this?”

As Grandpa Dun was shocked, the massive dark gold palm that had suddenly appeared and grasped his arm was already conveying a terrifying and astonishing power.

“No…”

Grandpa Dun struggled to counter it.

But how could his old bones compete with Tuck’s Spiritual Hand, which possessed four rings of Spirit Runes?

Accompanied by the shattering sound of mirror glass,

Grandpa Dun was forcibly dragged out of the Prayer Mirror by Tuck’s Spiritual Hand.

This scene also took Tuck aback for a moment.

Originally, Tuck had only intended to snap the sneaking arm, since the old fellow within the Prayer Mirror couldn’t escape.

He hadn’t expected to drag the old member of the Blood Race right out.

Tuck’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“Since I’ve pulled him out, then it’s better for him to die right here on the outside!”

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As Grandpa Dun was alarmed,

that terrible hand was already dragging him rapidly towards the dense column of light.

The light infused with Arcane Meaning would be absolutely insurmountable for an old member of the Blood Race who had not comprehended such meaning.

If dragged into it, he would die within a few breaths.

He was too old to withstand the baptism of the holy light.

With a determined heart,

the old Blood Race member exploded into a cloud of blood mist with a “pop,” bursting into a swarm of bats that scattered in all directions.

Tuck’s Spiritual Hand crushed mightily, turning the bats within its grasp into a bloody mush.

A large number of bats regrouping in the distance revealed the form of the old Blood Race member, already missing an arm.

“Such a ruthless wizard!” Feeling the pain deep in his bones, the old Blood Race member’s entire body rapidly gathered more and denser blood mist than Isabelle had before.

Just as Grandpa Dun intended to take his next action, he had a sudden realization and his figure flashed.

“Boom!” A giant palm slammed down, pulverizing the ground where he had just stood.

Then,

that palm, as large as half a door panel, continued to strike down.

Tuck’s Spiritual Hand had previously been as huge as two doors.

Now, with the enhancement of the four-ring Spirit Rune Mystery,

Tuck could condense the Spiritual Hand to the size of half a door panel.

Though the outline of the hand had shrunk, its attack power had not waned but had instead grown stronger, and its control had become more agile.

Every strike of the Spiritual Hand was at the old Blood Race member’s location.

Supported by the Blood Pool of the Blood Race Castle, Grandpa Dun moved so swiftly that he left behind many afterimages,

causing Tuck’s Spiritual Hand to repeatedly miss.

“These formidable old members of the Blood Race, having coalesced the Transcendent State, possess a high degree of perception of the Spirit Realm Layer.”

“This Spiritual Hand is a bit difficult to land on the target.”

“This old creature who has lived for hundreds of years is really tough to deal with.”

Thinking thus, Tuck sent the Spiritual Hand into the Spirit Realm Layer and, without hesitation, aimed an Arcane Shot at the Blood Race member.

The Spiritual Hand was almost unaided by the Precision Talent.

But the Arcane Shot was different.

“Boom!”

With the sound of the Arcane Shot,

the old Blood Race member, who had just landed, had a flush of bloodlight burst from his forehead.

But in the blink of an eye, the injury was counteracted by the natural strong Recovery Attribute of the Blood Race and the blood mist he had drawn upon.

“Not all magical techniques can be so easily dodged.”

Upon seeing this, Tuck carefully felt the palm of his hand.

“Young wizard, is this all the skill you have?” As his body gradually healed, the old Blood Race member’s rugged, aged voice slowly rose.

Facing the provocation of the Old Blood Race, Tuck simply ignored it.

Steam Origin Energy shrouded his arms as the Arcane Shot was charged once again.

“Bang!”

With the sound of the gunshot, another streak of blood light burst forth.

This time, it was the eye sockets of the Old Blood Race that exploded.

But for the Old Blood Race in “Transcendent State,” there are no so-called physical weaknesses.

Transcendent State naturally possesses “Transcendent Vision,” and physical damage does not affect the essence of a Transcendent lifeform.

Unlike those three young Viscounts of the Blood Race, their Transcendent State would stretch the contours of their original form.

“Transcendent State” is more like a monstrous Transcendent creature of the Blood Race.

And for the Old Blood Race, he himself was a stable “Transcendent State.”

As Tuck’s successive Arcane Shots landed,

the Old Blood Race completed his casting.

Huge waves of blood on both sides of Tuck instantly rolled ten meters high.

They seemed like waves rolling out from the depths of the Nether Blood Sea.

Within them were dense whispers, mumblings, wails, roars, and echoes from the deep sea.

The sound alone contained the power to shred souls.

For a moment, Tuck’s soul trembled slightly.

But Tuck’s Steam Wizard ecology was strong enough, and with a Four-Ring Soul Rune Circle surrounding him,

the voices from the Nether Blood Sea affected Tuck, but not significantly.

“To think there’s a suppression from the realm’s abilities; even my Shadow Walk can’t break free.”

“Tsk. This Old Blood Race truly has many tricks up his sleeve.”

Encountering such a formidable opponent, Tuck’s curiosity about what kind of powerful techniques the other had grew.

In the Transcendent World, various methods emerged endlessly.

Better to encounter them early and be prepared.

It’s preferable to meeting them right before death.

Under the dual effects of the soul-level deterrence and the pressure of the Reality Realm,

Boom…

The blood-colored waves engulfed Tuck completely.

When the Nether giant wave dissipated, Tuck’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

After looking around and feeling carefully, the Old Blood Race began to laugh softly.

“Hehe… after all, he is young.”

“This technique, the Nether Blood Sea, cannot be withstood by a mere shield.”

“It’s a pity for such a fine heart… Still, there’s another one… no, two more.”

Just as the Old Blood Race was preparing to turn his attention to the four women fighting fiercely,

a nonchalant voice sounded from a dim corner nearby.

“What kind of technique is this?”

The Old Blood Race’s body stiffened slightly.

He slowly turned around, looking toward the shadow.

There, the young Wizard with a not-so-high level, faint steam surging and rumbling sound surrounding him, walked out in a Shadow State.

Observing the Wizard before him,

Grandpa Dun’s blood-red eyes were unprecedentedly solemn, cautious, and careful.

This young Wizard might not be the most formidable one he had encountered,

but he was definitely the most inconceivable existence at this level.

“Why don’t you first tell me how you got out, and then I will tell you what this technique is,” Grandpa Dun said slowly, scrutinizing the young Human Wizard.

“Hmm…”

Tuck thought for a moment before responding earnestly.

“I used some kind of powerful technique to slightly open the domain’s suppression, and then I came out.”

“Hehe…”

The Old Blood Race laughed coldly.

“I merely used a powerful technique to slightly draw upon the power of the Nether Blood Sea.”

It seemed like he said something, yet also nothing at all.

“Originally, I had planned to play with you a bit longer.”

Tuck glanced towards the doorway from the corner of his eye.

“But it’s time to end this.”

Outside, the werewolves and a large number of the Blood Race were fighting fiercely. Although many of the Blood Race were annihilated,

the werewolves had already suffered heavy casualties, and the Blood Race was starting to gain the upper hand.

Tuck’s forces were too few after all.

Inside the church, Hilor was still able to hold on,

but Daphne, without the support of the Blood Race Castle, was being suppressed by Isabelle, who had it.

If they continued to fight like this, Tuck would likely be the one to meet defeat.

However, having spent so much time, the hurricane that Tuck had built up with Steam Origin Energy was also sufficient.

“Wind”

With Tuck’s low chant,

the syllable of the rune containing “Wind” from the ancient spells burst forth vibrantly.

Woo woo woo…

It started as a howling wind.

Soon after, a terrifying hurricane swept through the entire Blood Race Church.

Then, the violent hurricane imbued with Rune Power descended with a boom.

It was Tuck’s powerful Three-Star Rune Magic from the Spirit Realm, which could alter the ecological environment, the Rune Storm Holder,

making its raging debut from the Spirit Realm into reality for the first time.

This hurricane, containing Rune Power, was so violent that the entire Blood Race Church seemed on the verge of being overturned.

The already shattered tables and chairs were now being smashed into dust within the hurricane.

The Rune hurricane, at this moment, revealed its long-buried ferocious and terrifying side.

Recklessly tearing through the Blood Race, the church, and the entire world.