This Wizard is So Unscientific!

Chapter 92 - 92 92 Dark Sun Saint Heir_1

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The Layer Domain once again completed its creeping motion.

The world had barely started to tremble slightly when soon after, the shaking intensified.

A large amount of rubble fell rustling down.

Inside the cavern.

Several magic sequences had shield-like methods.

Thus were not in danger of being hit by the falling stones.

Marcus, in his heavy helmet and armor, clanged as he was struck by the debris but remained steadfast.

Banov took the opportunity of the shaking world and falling rocks as a chance to practice his “Wind Shadow Step.”

The only one who was injured was Raymond Corey.

The rocks occasionally fell on his head, thumping loudly and causing his wrath meter to rise steadily.

This shaking of the world lasted longer than any previous one.

It went on for a good five or six minutes before gradually subsiding.

Even…

The Demon’s Sequence also seemed somewhat unstable amidst the world’s tremors.

Two days and two nights!

Tuck and his companions had already been by the Demon’s Sequence Tree for two days and nights.

During that time, Marcus and Raymond, who had finished collecting bear blood and bear hide, even enjoyed a meal of grilled bear meat.

As time went by, the Demon’s Sequence Tree began to show signs of instability.

Because many teams had found suitable locations after constant searching.

They had started to chip away at the underpinnings of the Demon’s Sequence.

Of course, there was another factor involved.

One that the strong from Ramore did not reveal.

That was the infiltration of the Demon King Seal’s inner world by the Dark Sun Church, which also led to the instability of the Demon’s Sequence.

Tuck had already felt it.

The power of the Dark Sun and the Undercurrent were infiltrating the Demon King Burial World.

And in the Mountain Bear Domain small world where Tuck was.

The Dark Sun Church’s forces were present as well.

All the entrants had spent the past few days voraciously devouring the “corpses” of the Demon King that had been sealed here for many years.

It was remarkable that the Demon’s Sequence Tree could endure without collapsing.

At this moment!

By the side of the Demon’s Sequence Tree.

“Huff… inhale…”

A long breath was exhaled and inhaled.

Tuck raised his head to look at the Demon’s Sequence Tree, gazed at it for a while, then looked away again.

Two days and two nights, plus half of today.

With the help of the powerful SSS Level Precision Correction and his own unique knowledge structure.

Tuck had almost completely recorded the Demon’s Sequence’s track and pattern of operation, as well as the world’s operating principles.

“Although I haven’t figured out most of it, just being able to use just the knowledge structure to record the movements and patterns of the Demon’s Sequence Tree is already amazing.”

“After all, these are the essence and operating rules of the Demon’s Sequence Tree.”

“When I have time in the future, I can slowly explore, study, verify, and learn.”

“All this will form the foundation and cornerstone of my path as a wizard, to grow stronger and create new glory!”

Tuck, who had stood up, slowly looked towards his several companions.

Tuck spoke in a calm voice.

“It’s about time, I’m planning to go outside and take a look, maybe even find some oversights in other layers.”

Gudale, the [Ranger], and [Priest] Honey, who were seated, also opened their eyes and looked towards Tuck.

Gudale took a deep breath before saying.

“Then be careful.”

“You guys be careful too. After all, our squad has already exceeded the task requirements. If there’s any danger, leave this place as quickly as possible.”

“The current Demon King’s Tomb has become very unsafe.”

The given task was to anchor for a day and a night in the Demon King Sequence Features area to absorb Demon King Traits.

Everyone had anchored by the highly intense Demon’s Sequence Tree for two days and two nights.

Having exceeded their task, the rewards upon return would naturally be more generous.

Tuck heard Raymond Corey privately tell everyone, “After this return, everyone can easily select their own suitable Two-star Transcendent Rune Ability seeds.”

Glancing at the Demon’s Sequence Tree that couldn’t hold on for much longer before collapsing,

Gudale nodded his head.

“We understand. If the environment here doesn’t allow it, we won’t forcefully stay.”

…

Carrying a Nightmare Lantern, Tuck quietly walked out of the cave, alone.

Feeling the subtle darkness of the world around him.

Tuck took a long breath and a trace of a bloody smile emerged on his face.

“Although this creeping tomb domain has become a bit unstable.”

“The real exploration and hunting, it’s not too late to start now.”

“Besides!”

Tuck’s eyes narrowed slightly, with a barely visible fierce glint stirring in them.

“These days of waiting, the [Steady Growth System] finally refreshed and anchored a new region’s opportunity.”

“Now, just by touching the Second Layer of the Demon King,”

“I can perform another rapid sweep. I wonder what good things I can take from the second layer of the Demon King’s Tomb.”

“This first layer’s sweep and more than two months of growth have already benefited me greatly.”

“The second layer is highly likely not to disappoint me.”

“However…”

Tuck exhaled lightly, his gaze sweeping into the deep darkness.

“Before that, let’s take care of those annoying eye-spies,”

Immediately after, Tuck performed a Shadow Walk, vanishing into the darkness.

At the same time.

In the deep darkness, a “Little Bell Demon,” with a pair of bat wings and an eyeball the size of a fist as its core, was using its eyes, which could see through darkness, to search for Tuck’s figure.

“Were you looking for me?”

A faint sound arose behind the little bell-shaped demon.

The startled Little Bell Demon fluttered its wings rapidly, attempting to flee from danger.

But the whirling winds around it trapped it tightly within.

Several shadow tentacles twisted and snaked their way in.

Hiss—

Hiss—

The tips of the tentacles pierced the Little Bell Demon like steel needles.

The violently struggling Little Bell Demon quickly inflated.

Then, with a “bang,” it exploded into a mess of blood and flesh.

“Hmm! Quite alert to have noticed that I was trying to infiltrate it, setting off a self-explosion right away,”

“It seems the one the Dark Sun Church sent in is not a minor character.”

Tuck’s lips curled into a slight smile.

At that moment, the blood and flesh within the whirlwind swiftly gathered and adhered, forming a vague bloodied face.

“Who… are you?”

The voice was somewhat ethereal, while the peculiar strands that came with it contained a high concentration of Dark Sun.

“Me?”

Clutching the rock wall in a Shadow State, Tuck observed the other with interest.

After thinking for a bit, Tuck responded indifferently.

“I suppose, I might be the grave digger of the Dark Sun Church, the Dusk Witness of the Evil God Dark Sun!”

The vibes in the whirlwind hesitated for a moment.

A fragmented voice began to speak.

“Tuck…”

“You know my name?” Tuck raised his eyebrows slightly.

“It seems my previous actions have already touched the souls of your Dark Sun Church.”

As the strands of Dark Sun stabilized, the bloodied face became more solid and tangible.

“Yes, I have heard… your name.”

“Even… I am aware that you are… one of my vessels.”

“But… your talent is too weak, not qualifying you to be… one of my primary vessels!”

Vessel?

Tuck’s eyes narrowed slightly.

A flood of information converged in his mind, eventually crystallizing into a detailed conclusion.

“Dark Sun Church’s sneak attack on the Demon King’s Tomb indeed had a purpose, just didn’t expect that the goal was right here.”

“Are you… the Dark Sun Saint Child descended through the Dark Sun Church?”

“The offspring of that terrifying Dark Sun Evil God?”

“Some time ago, the Cerion Daily spent an entire panel covering your story.”

Tuck scrutinized the bloodied face.

And the bloodied face also silently scrutinized Tuck.

Then the bloodied face spoke lightly, “Having detected my insight method, you do possess a decent level of vigilance.”

“After all, those so-called geniuses from St. Land hadn’t even noticed it.”

“Ramore’s downfall is inevitable, and St. Land will soon fall into the dimension of the Dark Sun.”

“If you join me, the reins of shadow… will include your authority…”

But it appeared that Tuck disregarded his explanation and even interrupted him directly.

“You must be just a projection, sacrificed on the altar and brought here, right?”

“Clearly, your real body has not come over, or else that would’ve been a complete giveaway.”

“No answer? I’ll take that as an affirmation,”

Tuck laughed.

“All things considered, the altar from which you project must be on the second layer of the Demon King or at the entrance to the second layer, and you can’t move, right?”

“What… do you want to say?” the Dark Sun Saint Child asked slowly and solemnly.

“What do I want to say?”

Tuck revealed an expression of keen interest.

“The Dark Sun once contaminated me,”

“So I was wondering if I could contaminate the Dark Sun in return.”

“Now that the Saint Child’s projection has arrived,”

“This trip to the Demon King Tomb has just gotten a lot more interesting.”

“Alright, wait quietly at the entrance to the Demon King Tomb! I have a special gift for you,”

“A gift you will never forget the rest of your life!”

As his voice fell, Tuck gave a fierce squeeze.

In an instant, the whirlwind converged and burst the bloodied face of the Dark Sun Church’s Saint Child’s projection.

Then flames brimming with light blazed fiercely, cleansing it.

……

“A special gift?”

A cold, burly, indifferent phantom figure solidified above the altar.

Surrounded by the bodies of seven or eight fanatical Dark Sun Believers who had entered willingly and sacrificed their lives.

The projection on the altar gazed into the enveloping darkness, as if trying to see the very spot where Tuck stood.

Shortly thereafter, the phantom figure bowed its head and murmured.

“I faintly sense the aromas of stupidity, arrogance, and egotism.”

“There always seem to be those who presume they can challenge the greatness of the Dark Sun, but in the end, they will all be turned to ash!”