This Wizard is So Unscientific!

Chapter 73 - 73 73 The Demon Kings Coffin Board_1

?Chapter 73: Chapter 73 The Demon King’s Coffin Board!_1 Chapter 73: Chapter 73 The Demon King’s Coffin Board!_1 Having spent a long time underground, Tuck finally set foot on the surface of Ramore once again.

The sky of Ramore seemed to be heavily smeared with dense black ink.

From the inky darkness, the enormous silhouette of the dark red ashen sun could vaguely be discerned.

Beyond that, the entire world was immersed in the waves of Dark Sun, ash, and dark tides.

The faint pollution had already begun to permeate the ecology of Ramore’s Steam Towers.

“In the past, during the ‘Grey Night period,’ though it was colder, at least we could save on the horse lamp’s lifespan when on the surface.”

“That damned Dark Sun Church, now I can’t even spare the horse lamp anymore.”

Tuck muttered lowly.

Intending to put away the horse lamp upon reaching the surface, Tuck could only throw another highly concentrated Fire Oil Bullet inside it.

The orange flame once again intensified a great deal.

Pushing the darkness back four or five meters.

At this moment, the High Tower Area still had bright lights shining through the windows of the towers and lantern-carrying night-watchers patrolling the periphery, along with scattered lights from passerby.

Beyond that, Ramore seemed to have been completely devoured by darkness.

“I wonder where Old Kumu and the others have fled?”

“Old Kumu and the cave people have stable trade routes, they’d survive even if they went underground.”

“I’m just afraid of those cave people doing something underhanded.”

Tuck continued forward through the darkness, his thoughts heavy.

The Shadow Tentacle, as thick as a strand of yarn, condensed on Tuck’s shoulder, stretching forward about a meter and a half to grasp the horse lamp.

The horse lamp did not sway with Tuck’s steps; instead, it remained stable.

He was also in “Shadow State,” combined with the normal method of walking.

This was the method Tuck had devised that meshed best with his use of the “Shadow State.”

It not only maintained the explosive strength and agility of his physical body but also the eerie flexibility of the shadow state.

Carlos kept close to Tuck.

When walking through the darkness alone, Carlos was much more cautious.

After all, the darkness around the High Tower Area was not safe either.

Just two days ago, someone had been ambushed and assassinated.

But now, following Tuck, Carlos felt a sudden sense of relief.

Elite Demon Wolves nearing Third Rank were all tidily dealt with by Tuck.

Even if they encountered assassins who had infiltrated from the Dark Sun Church, the unlucky ones would only be them.

Glancing at the Steam Tower that was still forcefully spewing out Steam Origin Energy,

Tuck gradually refocused his attention.

“Tell me about the current situation with the Demon King Seal in detail.”

Carlos, who had come precisely for this matter, sorted his thoughts briefly before immediately starting his narration.

“Currently, the passage to the Demon King’s Tomb has been blocked.”

“And atop the Steam Tower, an independent Magic Door has been established, through which one can directly enter…”

Carlos lowered his voice slightly.

“The spot where we used to warm ourselves by the fire.”

“Right now, the energy level of the door we previously opened has reached the point where it can accommodate the entry of Transcendents up to level 17.”

“Reaching level 18 is imminent, and in a few more days reaching level 19 shouldn’t be too much of an issue.”

“Entering for now seems to be no problem, but the problem is… ”

Carlos stopped there and looked at Tuck.

Tuck spoke slowly, adding,

“After entering, whether one can come out alive, that’s the question.”

“You, you’ve guessed it,” Carlos raised his eyebrows.

While moving forward, Tuck spoke in a subdued voice.

“If Ramore hadn’t suffered the attack from the Dark Sun Church,”

“This exploration into the Demon King’s Tomb would surely be a slow-moving harvesting game.”

“But, anyone with clear eyes can see that Ramore can’t hold.”

“Ramore might not even witness the next sunrise.”

After Tuck spoke of the ashen sun,

Carlos glanced at the ink-like dim sky, his eyes showing a touch of hollowness.

Tuck gave Carlos a brief sideways glance, noting his slightly off state.

A moment later Tuck withdrew his gaze.

Obviously, Carlos hadn’t realized that he’d entered a state of hollow thoughts and cognition.

Tuck continued to speak.

“Added to that, the Dark Sun Church is also coveting the Demon King’s Tomb in secret.”

“The Demon King’s Tomb is bound to be a bad debt, and since it is a bad debt, there’s no concern anymore.”

“As soon as one person acts recklessly inside, the fragile trust will instantly crumble. Then, everyone will start to act without restraint.”

At this, Tuck smiled faintly.

“Perhaps, St. Land might still have reservations, but the other High Tower City-States… they’d probably be delighted if all of us from Ramore died inside.”

“After all, while everyone acts friendly on the surface, none have fallen short in doing dirty deeds in the dark.”

“Just within my knowledge, there’s the Lighthouse Minefield in the northeast of Ramore that was blown up, killing hundreds and even losing a large area of mined land, which was no small blow to Ramore.”

“That incident, to this day, remains a mystery as to who did it.”

“Those bastards, they don’t care about Ramore’s survival at all. What they want is to greedily devour Ramore’s corpse!”

“To them, a dead Ramore is the best kind of Ramore!”

Tuck’s words made Carlos realize that Tuck understood the expedition to the Demon King’s Tomb far more deeply and thoroughly than he did.

He had naively thought this was a cooperative exploration by everyone.

Until his sister Hilor sternly told him,

“You can be naive, but others will not be naive with you.”

The change in Ramore’s external situation made this exploration increasingly dangerous.

“Then, are you sure you want to participate?” asked Carlos.

“After all, when my sister invited you before, Ramore was not in the predicament it is now.”

This question was also the core issue Carlos had come to confirm on his trip.

“Go, why wouldn’t I?”

Tuck said indifferently.

“After all, that is where the Demon King lies; not to lift the lid of the Demon King’s coffin would be too disappointing for this expedition to the Demon King’s Tomb.”

“The Demon King’s coffin lid?”

Carlos was stunned.

“You…you can’t seriously be thinking of doing that!”

Tuck just smiled.

“Haven’t you said it yourself? I am the gravedigger of the Demon King’s Tomb!”

“But…”

Carlos wanted to say more but was interrupted by Tuck.

“Your sister must have given you the information about the other High Tower City-States and those level 18, level 19 Transcendent Geniuses from St. Land Transcendent Academy who might join this time, right?” Tuck inquired.

“Hmm!”

“Give it to me.”

Carlos took out the information bag that his sister had instructed him to bring.

“Hmm, quite substantial. It appears that those fellows are not weak,” Tuck observed, feeling the thickness of the parchment information bag.

“St. Land is the core of Dark Curtain Province; in the Duchy Cerion, Dark Curtain Province is considered quite significant.”

“Many knight families with bloodlines, wizard families, or other noble families, and almost all the talented geniuses with Talent from the entire Dark Curtain Province, have gathered in St. Land.”

“Even my sister is only qualified to further her studies at St. Land Transcendent Academy.”

“So many Transcendent Geniuses and formidable experts entering a land of slaughter.”

“You…really want to go?”

Tuck paid no heed to Carlos’s well-intentioned rambling.

Instead, he looked up at the giant Steam Tower where the roar was clearly audible, and at the Steam Ring that was being eroded step by step.

“Did your sister tell you?”

“What?” Carlos was taken aback.

Tuck pointed at the Steam Ring above.

“Are you talking about the secrets of Ramore’s Steam Ring, such as the machinery, steam, angels, and the like?”

Tuck smiled: “Your sister really doesn’t treat you as an outsider.”

Carlos: “???”

“Have you tried going up?”

“I have.”

“And the result?”

“That secret is simply a lie,” Carlos said, clearly disbelieving.

“My sister spent three days up there; the Steam Spirits began to dance around her. But in the end, she didn’t feel a thing.”

“Maybe…it’s the wrong approach.”

“Approach? What approach?” Carlos couldn’t help but lean in closer.

After pondering seriously for a moment, Tuck finally began to speak slowly: “In many adventure stories, there are such scenarios.”

“For example, a wizard chased by assassins falls off a cliff and enters the treasure lair of a powerful wizard, where he learns a Forbidden Curse-level powerful witchcraft. After making a strong comeback, he blows up the assassins’ heads with a single curse.”

“Or take, for instance, a wizard being chased by assassins who enters a dead end situation, only to have the wizard break through and ascend to Transcendent Master. When he comes out, a single spell from him leaves the assassins’ bodies severed.”

“So I get the picture; the assassin must die, right!” Carlos rolled his eyes.

“No!” Tuck shook his head.

“It’s when you’re on the brink of death that you have a chance to seize that lost treasure.”

“Isn’t that condition a bit too harsh?” Carlos was still clearly skeptical.

“If it weren’t harsh, wouldn’t the treasure have been taken long ago?”

“Hmm…there’s a bit of truth in that.”

As they talked, the two had already arrived at the entrance to the Steam Tower.

The entrance to the Steam Tower was heavily guarded at this time.

The burly Knights held powerful Steam Firearms in their hands.

Tuck’s Bullet Tentacles were imitations of these Steam Firearms.

But their might was clearly no match for these same-rank Steam Firearms.

It was said that a Third Rank Steam Firearm, fully charged, could blast open thick walls.

After their identities were verified, Tuck and Carlos passed through the Magic Door and came directly to the floor where the Steam Ring was located.

Stepping out of the Magic Door, and upon seeing the situation in this level’s hall,

Tuck’s pupils narrowed slightly.