This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 160 - Blood Race Falls_1

Chapter 160: Chapter 160 Blood Race Falls!_1

Chapter 160 -160 Blood Race Falls!_1

Compared to Rune Spiritual Hand.

Rune Storm Holder itself is a kind of witchcraft that requires time to accumulate and settle.

Once it grows, its power becomes stronger and more destructive.

Previously, when Tuck cast Rune Storm Holder.

He could only present it in the form of small wind blades, miniature hurricanes, or harnessing winds and waves.

To truly unleash the full power of Rune Storm Holder,

it would take a considerable amount of time for the hurricane to grow.

But in a battle scenario, unless the opponents were fools, they would sense it and could easily destroy the immature hurricane with their methods.

The need for a long growth time is also the drawback of the powerful witchcraft spell Rune Storm Holder.

But!

As Tuck condensed the powerful four-loop Wind Mystery,

he discovered he could anchor the initial point of the hurricane into the Spiritual Realm.

Allowing it to grow within the Spiritual Realm Layer.

Once it took shape, he could use his phase abilities and Wind Mystery techniques,

to bring the hurricane into reality.

Tuck had only tried this on a small scale before, and the results were indeed impressive.

And today, with the Steam Sequence fully activated and a large amount of Origin Energy Steam infused into the hurricane,

the hurricane that he fed was extremely violent, and its power equally astonishing.

Woo woo woo woo…

The rampant hurricane swept through the entire Blood Race Church.

For a time, whether humans or the Blood Race, everyone abandoned the fight and were struggling to resist this terrifying windstorm.

Even Hilor, naturally resistant and tough, had to thrust her greatsword deep into the ground, propping up her shield to block the raging hurricane, or else she too would be blown away.

The Blood Race could only rely on the massive stone pillars inside the Church to block the terrifying hurricane.

Even so, the wood splinters spinning at high speeds with the hurricane still posed a certain threat to them.

After all, this windstorm contained the powerful Wind Rune Mystery.

The power of the Rune Mystery level.

Not to mention them, even for the master of the castle, the Blood Race Count, it was extremely difficult to comprehend.

As the hurricane furiously swept through,

Grandpa Dun clearly felt something off about this hurricane.

It wasn’t just the power of the Wind Rune Mystery within the hurricane, but also some other force.

Some force that could directly infiltrate into the windstorm and exert control over them.

And at that moment,

Tuck, who controlled the Wind Mystery, was completely unaffected by the hurricane.

“Not good!”

Just as Grandpa Dun was about to take action, he sensed a terrifying power descending from the Spiritual Realm.

He immediately stepped into the raging wave of the hurricane.

“Bang!”

The massive stone column where he stood, as thick as a stone roller, was directly smashed to dust by Tuck’s Spiritual Hand, half the size of a door.

With the collapse of this one pillar,

the entire Church suddenly shook.

“Is this Church about to fall?”

Everyone was shocked.

Grandpa Dun, following the turbulence, had already sensed something wrong.

He tried hard to fly out.

But the windstorm, laden with bizarre forces, dragged at him, making it impossible for him to fly away.

It felt as though he was being controlled by the strings of a Puppet Master.

Grandpa Dun, looking for an opportunity to escape, then felt the pressure from the power of the Spiritual Realm crushing down on him.

Just when he was about to employ the Blood Race’s unique urgent escape technique to swiftly flee,

those strange pulling forces directly dragged him back.

“Not good!”

Grandpa Dun’s heart was struck with terror, his eyes bursting with blood light.

“Boom!” The terrifying power of the Spiritual Hand pressed down hard on Grandpa Dun.

The Spiritual Hand, stemming from the Spirit Realm dimension, bore down with the suppressive power of the realm.

While it only struck one side of his body, the layered realm force made Grandpa Dun feel as though his Transcendent State body was about to be flattened.

Just as Grandpa Dun thought that the power of that strike had ended and he could catch his breath,

“Hum!”

A force that made Grandpa Dun’s very soul tremble emerged upon the Spiritual Hand.

“Soul Mystery, it’s Soul Mystery!”

“He has also mastered an extremely horrifying Soul Mystery.”

If the opponent had only used ordinary magic attack methods, such attacks might have caused severe injury to his body but would hardly extinguish his Transcendent State.

In other words, it would be impossible for the opponent to kill him with one or two spells; it would require large quantities of spells to wear him down repetitively before they could kill him.

But now, since the opponent had comprehended the profoundly thick Spirit Rune Mystery, it was different.

The power of the Rune Mystery naturally countered the Transcendent State.

“No…”

Accompanied by a shrill shriek,

The Spiritual Hand clapped shut forcefully, and this time it wasn’t just a matter of grasping an arm.

It was the substantial part of the Old Blood Race’s body and his “blood soul.”

“Bang…”

The Old Blood Race member’s head was crushed by Tuck’s Spiritual Hand.

A burst of blood fog exploded, instantly staining a large swath of Winds & Waves red.

This scene was, of course, clearly witnessed by the other three Blood Race Ladies.

Although Daphne was frightened, she was still okay.

The other two Blood Race Ladies, however, were scared half to death.

“Escape!”

Without any hesitation, the two Blood Race Ladies quickly entered the raging hurricane to flee.

But as soon as they entered the hurricane, they were dragged by that bizarre and powerful force.

No matter what, they couldn’t fly out.

If the more powerful Old Blood Race couldn’t fly out, there was even less hope for these two younger Blood Race Ladies of a lower nobility rank.

After two piercing, tragic wails.

The two powerful Blood Race Ladies were successively blasted into blood fog and met their tragic deaths by Tuck’s Spiritual Hand.

Feeling the fury of the Rune Storm Holder and the dancing Wind Rune Threads within the hurricane, and after confirming there were no formidable Blood Race members around,

Tuck finally cut off the continuous input to Rune Storm Holder.

“The combination of Wind Rune Threads and Storm Holder seems to be particularly effective.”

“Otherwise, just the Storm Holder alone would hardly be able to control these agile, flying Blood Race.”

“But with the Wind Rune Threads combined with the control of the Storm Holder, plus the powerful Spiritual Hand, it’s highly effective in restraining and killing these Blood Race.”

The Wind Rune Threads were a technique Tuck comprehended from the Puppet Silk Line, which he came up with on his own.

While releasing the witchcraft Rune Storm Holder, Tuck would release a large amount of pre-made Puppet Silk Line, using the steam phase state to incorporate them into the Winds & Waves, merging with the wind to form Wind Rune Threads.

In this way, Tuck could effectively combine the hurricane and Wind Rune Threads to control the enemy, and, finally, kill them with the Spiritual Hand.

The effect is good, it’s just that each use consumes a lot of Puppet Silk Line.

But such a tactic couldn’t be used every day.

Accumulating enough for two or three times would be sufficient over a period of time.

As the Storm Holder gradually dissipated.

The already shaky enormous church finally could no longer hold up.

Boom…boom…boom…

The church, capable of housing hundreds of people, collapsed.

Dust and air waves tumbled and surged.

Even Tuck had to enlarge the Spiritual Hand to fend off the fallen bricks, tiles, and stones.

Following the collapse of the church.

The still spreading heat columns of Holy Light immediately brightened the surrounding pitch-black world.

At the entrance, the numerous Blood Race, who had just dodged the collapse of the church, were now illuminated by the scorching Holy Light.

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Suddenly, a mass of sizzling burning sounds arose, and the Blood Race Castle instantly turned into a large barbeque scene.

Those Fourth Rank Viscounts could endure the Holy Light’s aftermath and fight here.

The lesser Blood Race members did not have such strength.

Even the bats that were too close were ignited on the spot.

Under the solid, fire-like Healing Holy Light,

Blood Race members inside the Blood Race Castle began to flee en masse.

Whereas the Demon Wolves quickly burrowed into the surrounding shadows.

Hilor exerted herself to push off the broken stone column that had fallen on her; even her armor was somewhat deformed.

Hilor was not lightly injured.

Throughout the process, she was alone fighting against the Fourth Rank Viscount Lady, who was bolstered by the Blood Race Castle.

An ordinary Transcendent would have been torn to pieces a long time ago.

But Hilor, without uttering a word, stubbornly withstood the onslaught and even counterattacked her opponent, buying Tuck plenty of time and energy.

Movements stirred slightly in another pile of rubble nearby.

There, in a shaded spot, Daphne dragged Allen Deya out.

“Truly a pair of star-crossed lovers who have it tough.”

Even Tuck couldn’t help but shake his head.

“In this Transcendent World, only strong power and techniques can ensure one’s safety.”

Upon seeing Tuck, Daphne, covered in blood and wounds, became conspicuously wary.

The terror of this wizard before her exceeded her knowledge and understanding of wizards.

However, Tuck acted as if he didn’t see the two of them at all.

Seizing the opportunity, Daphne took Allen Deya and quickly dashed into the darkness beside them, disappearing from view.

Today’s battle was impossible to hide.

The many Blood Race members who saw and heard the Steam Roaring Knight and Wizard would definitely guess it was the work of Tuck and Hilor.

But Tuck was always in Shadow State.

They wouldn’t know Tuck’s identity in St. Land.

As for Hilor.

She never hid her identity, nor did she have any need to.

Although the church was destroyed by Tuck,

most of the Blood Race Castle structures were still intact.

Following Tuck’s command, soon the Shadow Demon Wolf Leader led the Shadow Demon Wolves to start cleaning up the battlefield in other areas of the castle.

Meanwhile, Tuck continued to expand the Mirror Blood Pool.

Now was the time to reap the spoils of war from an entire Blood Race Castle.