This Wizard is So Unscientific!

Chapter 99 - 99 99 Manually Contaminating the Saint Heir_1

?Chapter 99: Chapter 99 Manually Contaminating the Saint Heir!_1 Chapter 99: Chapter 99 Manually Contaminating the Saint Heir!_1 Blanc was held off for quite some time.

Tuck prayed to the great [Barrier].

He relied on his ecological characteristics, which naturally possessed the [Barrier] attribute.

Tuck channelled a “Silver Holy Barrier,” more advanced than the Iron-coupled Wall.

The formidable “Silver Holy Barrier” not only stopped the pollution of the Dark Sun, but it also helped Tuck to engage in a prolonged and stable “face-off” against the opposition.

At the same time, Tuck was better able to teach the opposition a lesson.

I know that you are very strong.

But what if, and I’m just saying if, I activate my cheat codes, upgrade to an SSS Level Talent, pollute your beliefs, and turn you into a devout Barrier believer, how would you respond then?

Yes!

At this moment.

Protected by the Silver Holy Barrier and after blocking the Dark Sun.

Tuck had already started dissecting and anchoring the faith veins of the Barrier belief.

Tuck’s wizard ecology continuously absorbed the power of the Silver Holy Barrier.

Then he cut off his faith in the Great Barrier and anchored the faith veins solidly onto the veins of the projected Dark Sun Saint Heir.

Although the Dark Sun Saint Heir was not here.

His will had descended.

Anchoring faith in the opponent’s will undoubtedly yielded a better effect.

Yes.

At this very moment, Tuck was manually polluting the offspring of the Evil God from the Dark Sun.

And he was doing so very covertly.

In the past, Tuck had some trouble anchoring the projected will of the other side while maintaining a certain distance.

But, after mastering the powerful Demon King Divine Power called [Phase Walking],

With a thorough understanding and perception of phases, as well as mastering the wondrous power of “Phase,”

Tuck also discovered that he could phase walk through veins as well.

He phase walked the severed faith veins of the Great Barrier directly onto the opposing projection’s will.

This was a magnitude less difficult than remote controlling from a distance.

Furthermore, the opposition was in an Altar Projection State.

Insight and discernment abilities were significantly reduced.

This was creating a perfect opportunity for Tuck to “pollute” the opponent.

It seemed that Tuck and his foe were at a stalemate.

In truth,

Tuck was stealthily causing mayhem behind the scenes.

The deeper the Barrier,

the more profound, thorough, and sincere the power of faith became.

When Tuck initially summoned the Iron-coupled Wall, Taniru turned into a fanatical “lickspittle” for the Iron-coupled Wall.

And now, the “Silver Holy Barrier” held a level of faith power that was directly a notch higher than the Iron-coupled Wall.

When the power of the Silver Holy Barrier began to influence the Dark Sun Saint Heir through projection,

it was likely too late for him to counter.

Here was the Dark Sun Church’s Saint Heir developing an indescribable belief in an “extraneous entity.”

It’s uncertain whether this Dark Sun Church’s Saint Heir would be treated as a “heretic” or an “apostate.”

While Tuck was fervently manipulating behind the scenes,

Saint Heir Wendell was not idling either.

In his view, this wizard who could summon the power of the Great Barrier and still maintain a sufficient level of self-awareness must not be left alive.

As soon as he quickly gathered enough power to shatter the realm of this World,

then… both people before him would undoubtedly perish here.

Amidst the standoff between the two,

time trickled away by the second.

The Ash Tide incessantly infiltrated the area.

The power of the Dark Sun continued to accumulate, settle, and strengthen.

Even Blanc, who had recovered from his injuries, could now discern the terrifying silhouette of the Dark Sun from the Darkness.

Although Blanc guessed that Tuck and that sewn-together corpse on the altar,

might be engaged in some sort of magical struggle beyond his reach,

as the Dark Sun grew larger, and its outline clearer,

Blanc truly felt uneasy.

“Tuck… we’re not really just waiting to die here, are we?”

“Straight talk, the light from your crystal coffin… cough cough… that crystal little house is fading.

“How about you power it up a bit more, so we can hold out a little longer, although I don’t see the point in stubbornly resisting here.”

“If things go south, we can even try to fight our way out.”

“That oddly stitched corpse might not necessarily be our match.”

As Blanc paced back and forth, he couldn’t help but quietly offer suggestions.

Seeing that Tuck was completely ignoring him, fully immersed in the small altar Ritual,

Blanc shook his head and resumed his low murmurs.

“The ashes of the Dark Sun are causing my skin to prickle, I’m definitely contaminated, after getting back… assuming we can get back, the purification alone would start at half a month.”

“Hmm…speaking of purification, I just remembered…the priestess classmates, they must have enrolled by now…cough cough, damn it, what am I thinking about these for, my mind must be polluted by the Dark Sun.”

“This damned Dark Sun!”

In the midst of Blanc’s soft complaints.

“Almost there!”

Tuck’s flat voice suddenly rang out.

“What?”

Blanc, who received the feedback, quickly looked over.

Even Wendell Francis, the Dark Sun Holy Son who had been immersed in the ascension of the Dark Sun.

Turned his gaze toward Tuck.

Wendell did not need to concern himself with the enemies; he just had to do everything that was necessary.

Then the victory would inevitably be his.

But he did not mind, on the eve of victory, to listen to the opponent’s final words of defeat.

Tuck stood up.

The gaze of the living and the dead gathered on Tuck.

Tuck slowly placed a single hand on the Silver Holy Barrier.

Then, with a smile tugging at his lips, Tuck looked toward the projected Wendell Francis, the Dark Sun Holy Son.

“Do you feel it?”

“What?”

Wendell Francis scrutinized the Silver Holy Barrier onto which Tuck’s palm rested.

The brow of his stitched corpse began to twist violently.

He vaguely sensed something.

“Buzz!”

As Tuck’s Origin Energy poured in, the silver holy light shimmered like waves, filling the entire space.

Earlier, Tuck had dimmed the Silver Holy Barrier’s light to avoid irritating that Evil God’s Holy Son and to prevent him from sensing his covert operations.

But now it was time to agitate the opponent; there was no longer any need to hide, in fact, he needed to amplify the effort.

As the silvery holy light reflected deep into his pupils, the essence of the Silver Holy Barrier filled his perception, and the great, majestic, peaceful voice of the Barrier resounded long and melodiously beside his ear.

Carrying the power of Wendell Francis’s projection, the stitched corpse suddenly exploded.

But an invisible force solidified the burst flesh and blood in midair.

Creating a bizarre outline of hollow flesh and blood, that was Wendell Francis’s original contour.

The previous stability, composure, and calmness, at this moment, transformed into madness, distortion, and roaring.

Flesh and blood surged, becoming torrents, agitating with frenzied roars.

Anger burst forth like a rumbling volcano.

“Blas…phemer…”

The voice emanated from the Dark Sun, shaking the world.

In the distance, a multitude of still-living Little Bell Demons, all exploded on the spot, turning into a torrent of flesh and blood, gathering toward the projected contour of Wendell.

Each word contained the deterrence of some True Word, heavily striking the Silver Holy Barrier of Tuck.

In response to Wendell was even stronger silver holy light.

“Shameless blasphemer.”

“You will surely pay a severe price for your desecration.”

“I curse you…”

The hateful True Words thundered down, the world trembling fiercely under this violent onslaught.

Even the Dark Sun was rumbling down toward Tuck.

The desecrated and insulted Wendell displayed an unprecedented level of insanity.

He would rather give up everything.

Just to annihilate the one who had desecrated his faith.

And at this moment.

Tuck, behind the Silver Holy Barrier, watched calmly as Wendell completely succumbed to madness and anger.

“You think this is the end?”

“This… is just the beginning of your nightmare.”

As the words fell.

Golden light, in the form of vessels, spread throughout the Silver Holy Barrier like arteries.

Outlined perfectly amidst the silver holy radiance.

“Remember! This is the upper wall of the Silver Holy Barrier… the Crystal Source Initial Wall, the very first crystal barrier of the Barrier World!”

Every word from Tuck exploded in the constrained thoughts of Wendell Francis.

“No…”

Amid the furious roars, the blood and flesh contour of Saint Heir Wendell Francis knelt down thunderously.

Showing unparalleled submission and obedience to the Great Barrier.

At that moment, he was a devout believer of the Great Barrier.

Simultaneously, the power of the Dark Sun detected the “foreign object” invading.

Then, as the “foreign object” carrier, Wendell Francis was forcibly expelled by the power of the Dark Sun.

The Dark Sun.

Rejected Its own Holy Son!