This Wizard is So Unscientific!

Chapter 93 - 93 93 Demon King Divine Ability Fragment_1

?Chapter 93: Chapter 93 [Demon King Divine Ability Fragment]_1 Chapter 93: Chapter 93 [Demon King Divine Ability Fragment]_1 Boom boom boom…

The world’s shaking started once again.

“Huff… Huff…”

Gasping heavily, “Blanc” tried his best to take cover more securely beneath the thick branches of the giant tree.

He hoped that the falling stones would avoid him.

That way, he could recover from his injuries better.

Now, “Blanc” was devoid of the grace and composure that once defined the transcendent swordsman.

The title “Genius Swordsman” was incongruent with his current disheveled state.

A swordsman fleeing across the wilderness, that was the true depiction.

He tore open a Healing Scroll, and a gentle green light flowed into his body, healing his wounds.

Before long…

Footsteps echoed in the darkness.

“Clang!”

A sword was drawn, its keen edge resonating.

“It’s me!”

The voice of Tuck came from the darkness.

“Right now, I can’t even be sure if you’ve come to cooperate or to take my life.”

Blanc scrutinized the darkness, his eyes exceptionally bright.

The next moment, Blanc felt the world grow larger.

No!

It was he who was shrinking.

He opened his mouth.

“Baa baa…”

The sound of a sheep bleating followed.

“If I had come to take your life, you would already be dead.”

The Tuck holding a lantern with an odd red-and-black glow, intruded into his field of vision.

Tuck waved his hand, dispelling Blanc’s Sheep Transformation spell.

Blanc stared intently at Tuck for a moment and then sheathed his transcendent sword.

Even though he was injured, the strength and stability of his transcendent swordsman’s nature were still present.

A common wizard couldn’t have transformed him into a sheep.

Even if turned into a sheep, he could have resisted.

But Tuck’s Sheep Transformation spell had silently infiltrated the framework of his transcendent swordsman’s nature and by the time he realized it, it was too late.

The opponent’s spell was especially strange and powerful.

“How… did you end up like this?”

Tuck sized up Blanc, whose body was half-covered in blood and whose clothes were in disarray.

“Gerald and that guy from Ramore called Phil Brollo teamed up against me.”

Sitting back down to resume his recovery, Blanc took a deep breath and began to recount his tale.

“Gerald?”

Tuck suddenly understood.

“Gerald is one of your friends, isn’t he?”

“Yes, that’s why I’m so badly injured,” Blanc said with a slightly cold tone.

Some things can only be fully understood after experiencing them.

“Otherwise, I wouldn’t be chased across two realms.”

Even as he healed himself, Blanc kept one hand on his sword.

“And… I don’t know if they’ve come after me.”

“If you can, please keep an eye on our surroundings.”

Tuck lifted his head and glanced around before shaking his head.

“They shouldn’t have followed.”

“Are you sure you didn’t look too quickly? I used to trust my intuition and insight ability, but sometimes intuition can be deceiving too,” said Blanc, who was extra cautious after nearly dying there once before.

“Trust me!” Tuck said calmly, like the deep and profound ocean.

“From the beginning to the end, I have been meticulously observing this world.”

“If they were anywhere around here, I would have ‘seen’ them the first moment they appeared.”

“Even… I can see where they are in which realm right now, after all…”

Tuck looked up to the sky.

“This world is really small.”

“Otherwise! How do you think I found you?”

Tuck’s words caused a great impact on Blanc’s heart.

In his state of high tension, he overlooked a fatal issue.

That was how Tuck managed to locate him precisely.

In this Demon King’s Tomb, a vast maze of darkness and mist where realms constantly shift.

Finding a person here was incredibly difficult.

“How long do you think you’ll need to recover?” Tuck asked gently.

“Half an hour should be enough.”

“Good, once you’re recovered, we… go back and fight!”

Tuck’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“This guy called Phil Brollo, there’s something very wrong with him!”

……

On the desolate and dark wasteland…

A Bloodthirsty Barbarian Bull chief, large as a hill, was fervently chasing an Energy Warrior wielding a battle axe.

The Bloodthirsty Barbarian Bull chief had flung the accursed Energy Warrior into the air countless times.

Yet the Energy Warrior, like an indestructible cockroach, always managed to roll several turns and get back on his feet.

And the [Taunt] from the Energy Warrior constantly infuriated the Bloodthirsty Barbarian Bull chief.

It drove the Bull chief utterly mad, losing all rationality.

Even as the cursed wizard continuously attacked it.

The completely irrational Bloodthirsty Barbarian Bull chief paid them no attention.

It had one goal in mind, and that was to kill that damned Energy Warrior.

Before the next round of realm shifting arrived.

Finally, “Boom!”

After withstanding a torrent of witchcraft bombing, the Bloodthirsty Barbarian Bull chief fell to the ground, breathing its last.

“Huff…”

“That was exhausting.”

“This bull chased me for about an hour.”

Sitting on the ground with a pale face and trembling legs, Gerald took deep breaths and concurrently pulled out a bottle of alcohol, gulping it down.

Phil Brollo, on the other hand, was eyeing the powerful chieftain, or one might say, the spoils of war, with a somewhat greedy gaze.

The Bloodthirsty Barbarian Bull chieftain, a natural “Blood Bull,” and its Transcendent Sequence Crystal.

It could be used as material for life.

After Alchemy, it could also be used as “Origin Energy material.”

It was one of the excellent materials for a wizard’s advancement.

Watching Gerald drinking, Phil Brollo did not hesitate to make his move.

The electric arc blade first fizzed with a flash.

In an instant, it expanded to its largest size, enveloping Gerald within it.

But with an agile roll, Gerald dodged the magical attack, and the wine skin was enveloped and torn to shreds by the magic.

The next moment, the burly Gerald took large strides towards Phil Brollo.

On the axe, the transcendent azure brilliance surged and pulsated, sweeping through with astonishing power.

Exhaustion and tiredness were just a facade.

Wasn’t Phil Brollo reserving his strength? So was he!

The wizard and warrior, who had just fought side by side,

turned against each other in the pitch-black desolation of the wasteland, commencing a deadly fight on the spot.

Meanwhile.

Boom… The world began to shake.

The writhing of the layer, sweeping in.

…

Accompanied by the movement of the layer.

Two people emerged one after the other from the Wasteland Human Face Stone Statue Array.

The first to come out was Blanc, whose wounds had healed.

At this moment, Blanc had less of the pride of the Transcendent Genius Swordsman of yesteryear and more of a cold and steady demeanor.

A heart-wrenching experience always led to faster growth!

“They’re in this wasteland layer?”

Blanc raised the Nightmare Lantern in his hand a bit higher.

All he saw was the cold darkness of night.

“Yes!”

Tuck nodded his head.

“This direction?”

Blanc turned the lantern in the direction of Tuck’s gaze.

“No… I’ve discovered an extremely interesting place in this direction,”

Tuck said with interest as he gazed into the darkness before him.

Afterward, Tuck glanced at Blanc, whose thoughts of revenge were intense.

“They are in another direction,”

“But, the layer has just moved, and the two of them are still fighting, unable to escape for a while.”

“Joining in now will only make them turn their firepower on you immediately.”

“That Phil Brollo is strange, you might not secure a stable win against him, not to mention if the two of them fight together.”

“Entering the battle at the right time, at the right place, cleaning up the aftermath, picking off survivors, wouldn’t it be nice to become the final winner of this group fight?”

Tuck’s words stirred Blanc’s interest.

After all, if he acted according to Tuck’s suggestion,

not only could he kill his enemies, but he could also crush their spirits.

The enemies would be mentally shattered before they died, which would certainly make one happy for an entire year.

Suppressing the urge to kill in his heart,

Blanc looked at Tuck.

“Let’s go, I want to see this interesting place you’re talking about.”

The place Tuck mentioned was very close,

just a hundred meters away.

It was a large pit that wasn’t too steep.

Strangely enough, the bottom and slope of the pit were covered with large hexagonal blocks of condensed soil and stone.

What’s more, there was a rich flow of Origin Energy within it.

“An Origin Energy Nest! A nexus for the convergence of energy.”

Blanc raised his eyebrows.

“The Origin Energy is abundant. If one could occupy this place for a long time, this would be the perfect location for building a High Tower.”

“Unfortunately, we’re just passing by, and this place doesn’t mean much to us.”

“That may not be the case!”

At this moment, Tuck remained silent with a smile.

“This spot with highly concentrated Origin Energy is a perfect opportunity for [Super Growth]!”

Immediately, Tuck stepped into it.

A wind vortex condensed around Tuck.

The long-missed system prompt affectionately sounded by Tuck’s ear.

“Ding! Detected that the current environment is rich in Origin Energy, entering [Fast Growth] state!”

Details from the growth log began to appear.

“Ding! You have gained 1.5 Origin Energy Experience.”

“Ding! You have gained 1.5 Origin Energy Experience.”

“…”

Savoring the long-missed growth period, Tuck took a deep breath.

“The Origin Energy experience gained here is quite substantial.”

“It’s even more than what I received while undergoing Origin Energy baptism at the Steam Tower.”

“At the Steam Tower, I used my meridians to make contact; it wasn’t a proper entry into an environment abundant in Origin Energy. The subsequent baptism was precise irrigation, and the surrounding Origin Energy wasn’t considered abundant.”

“But when I truly enter an environment with plentiful Origin Energy.”

“The efficiency at which I gained Origin Energy experience was astonishing.”

Just as Tuck was contemplating how much time he could spend absorbing Origin Energy experience here,

a special system prompt caused Tuck’s heart to tremble violently.

“Ding! Demon King Divine Ability Fragment*1.”

Demon King Divine Power?

The unique “Demon King Divine Power” of the Dungeon Demon King, told of in legends?

Could this also be produced?

For a moment, Tuck was like a statue, quietly examining the system’s brand-new product.