This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 197 - 196 A Grade Genius Steam Assassin_1

Chapter 197: Chapter 196 A Grade Genius “Steam Assassin”_1

Chapter 197 -196 A Grade Genius “Steam Assassin”_1

Spiritual Realm Layer.

Ramore Steam Lighthouse.

Always a steady and natural No.5 satellite lighthouse.

Today, suddenly, anomalies erupted.

“Roar roar roar…”

The massive Origin Energy Steam Engine began to emit intense roaring sounds.

At the same time.

“Woo woo woo…”

Violent steam spewed crazily from the location of the Origin Energy Steam Engine at the very bottom of the lighthouse.

The steam, as if tangible, pushed all the spellcasters stationed inside the lighthouse out of the Steam Lighthouse.

For a moment, the twenty or so spellcasters who were pushed out, one by one, were uncontrollably furious.

“Damn it, I was cultivating, and that steam just pushed me out.”

“The steam from St. Land has been a bit strange recently, but the steam from the lighthouse today is just too weird!”

“What are you spellcasters monitoring the Origin Energy Steam Engine doing down there, allowing the Origin Energy Steam Engine to suddenly become so violent?”

“We simply can’t enter the core layer at the bottom of the Origin Energy Steam Engine; we can only check the operation status of the Origin Energy Steam Engine through instruments.”

A wizard who also specialized in the Fire System and was pushed out was similarly frustrated.

“And, we were pushed out as well.”

“It seems… there’s someone doing something at the core, that is, at the location of the Origin Energy Steam Engine.”

While the many spellcasters were discussing.

Hum hum hum…

The powerful force of the [Barrier] swiftly descended upon the entire lighthouse.

Enveloping the whole lighthouse inside and out.

In an instant, the entire lighthouse seemed as formidable as a barrier.

As the Barrier descended and protected the entire Steam Lighthouse.

Above the Steam Lighthouse, where intense light was shining.

“Whoosh…”

The distinct power of the Angel Sequence manifested itself.

At the same time, a towering and immense aura, giving off a strong oppressive feeling, a Third Rank wizard’s aura burst forth.

Powerful Steam Sequence!

Mysterious angelic power!

And the gestation of an extremely powerful Third Rank wizard.

And this was still Ramore Street.

Almost instantly, all Transcendents who were pushed out of the No.5 Steam High Tower realized something.

“Quickly tell Lord Hilor that the Blasphemer Tuck… might be making a breakthrough inside the No.5 Steam High Tower.”

The Fourth Rank wizard who was in charge of the No.5 satellite lighthouse immediately commanded.

“Understood!”

A Second Rank young assassin took a step and immediately rushed out.

“Rumble rumble… Hum hum…”

The strong roar of steam mixed with the spread of the angelic aura.

At once, all Transcendents in the Ramore Lighthouse district of the Spiritual Realm noticed this scene.

Inside Ramore’s Main Lighthouse.

Count Oslyn Lawrence stood quietly by the window.

He had felt it as soon as the steam began to surge.

“Is it… Blasphemer Tuck?”

“Or is it… some other wizard.”

“After all, there have been some formidable Steam Wizards coming here recently.”

Count Oslyn Lawrence tapped his fingers on the windowsill, silently pondering.

Just then.

On the outer walls of the Main Lighthouse.

“Woo woo woo…”

Amidst the urgent whistle of the steam horn.

“Chris,” dressed in fitted gray walker attire, was piloting his own steam small train and descending rapidly.

He appeared to be rushing to the scene first.

As part of the Steam Walker Sequence, he possessed various abilities to traverse great distances and discern directions.

Even in the mysterious Spiritual Realm, he would not lose his way.

In the Ramore Steam Lighthouse district.

Together with the odd phenomenon at the No.5 Steam Satellite Lighthouse.

At this moment, numerous gazes converged on the location of the No.5 Steam Lighthouse.

Even from the depths of darkness, some powerful gazes also fell upon the No.5 Steam Lighthouse in Ramore.

After all, the intense rumbling sound and the pervasive angel attributes were too noticeable.

“Joe Frye,” a Steam Assassin walking in the shadows.

Felt that blinding sacred glow, almost riding the waves of the steam’s roaring, following the sound.

He “Joe Frye,” a Level 44 Dark Sun Church’s A Grade Transcendent Genius.

He had stayed at this level for a long time.

Not that he couldn’t level up, but he liked the number.

The next number would be 49.

Only when he had enough Origin Energy Experience would he level up.

From Level 44, he would leap directly to Level 49.

That was the numerical art he followed.

His fastidiousness with assassination techniques surpassed even his pickiness with numbers.

Every assassination, he would perfectly hide within the wonderful undulations of rhythm.

Then, he would pursue his prey.

In the end, during the prey’s moments of relaxation.

Or when they were completely unaware.

Or as now, at the critical moment of the prey’s promotion.

With a sharp blade, he would perform a perfect dissection.

This was what you could call a perfect chapter in the art of killing.

The art of slaughter!

It’s not about death, but about the manner of dying.

Blasphemer Tuck.

He had heard this name a long time ago.

When he heard the name and the deeds of the other party.

Joe Frye had a feeling.

That was, this inconceivable genius would meet his end at his hands.

Especially after knowing that Blasphemer Tuck had acquired the legendary S Level Transcendent Talent.

Joe Frye was even more excited.

So, he stationed himself near the Ramore Lighthouse.

Because he could feel it.

That Blasphemer Tuck would appear here.

Opportunities are always reserved for the prepared.

Today, he finally had his chance.

He came riding the light, stepping on the fluctuations of Steam Origin Energy.

His blood boiled with excitement.

A sharp rune dagger danced on the tips of his fingers.

He felt it.

Today, the art of slaughter would reach its peak!

Barrier Power Joe Frye had already sensed it.

This power was originally brought by their Dark Sun Church from a distant domain.

It was said that Blasphemer Tuck not only mastered this strange technique but had also shaken off the faith in the Barrier.

That damned blasphemer dared to blaspheme against the Great Barrier, he indeed deserved death!

The strength of the Barrier was not high.

For Joe Frye, who possessed the ability of [Spirit Realm Traverse], it was not an issue. He only needed to accumulate a bit more [Spirit Realm Traverse] power to directly jump inside.

Spirit Realm Traverse, by borrowing the power of the Spirit Realm, directly crossed the Barriers, restraints, and prohibitions of the Reality Realm.

A very high-end stealth and hunting method.

If the opponent’s Barrier Power were strong enough, he might not be able to traverse through it.

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But as things stood, this Blasphemer Tuck who was advancing to the Third Rank.

Seemed not to have a high level of mastery over the Barrier Power.

Using [Spirit Realm Traverse], although slightly hindered, Joe Frye still successfully entered this No.5 Steam Lighthouse.

Just as Joe Frye entered and settled, taking a look around to seek his prey.

“I heard that you’re quite fond of art?”

A calm and natural voice sounded.

At the same time, a silhouette slowly emerged from the misty steam in a nearby corner.

The Steam Wizard, S Level Transcendent Talent, Blasphemer Tuck, who he had seen many times in newspaper portraits, stood before him for the first time in his true form.

Blasphemer Tuck appeared in his truest identity.

Immediately, Joe Frye instinctively felt that something was wrong.

“Isn’t he in the midst of a breakthrough?”

“Or could it be… this is… a trap?”

In an instant, Joe Frye, who was adept at the art of killing, realized what was happening.

“I also have quite a fondness for art,” Tuck said, scrutinizing the Steam Assassin who had willingly walked into the net.

“But I don’t agree with your so-called art of slaughter.”

“I believe true art requires sacrifice. The question is, who makes that sacrifice.”

“Now it seems, I have a target.”

No sooner had Tuck’s words fallen than Joe Frye made his move.

His entire being transformed into an ultimate Dark Blade, surging towards Tuck to strike.

Even the Dark Scripture’s Rune Mystery burst forth at the same time to its utmost brilliance.

Whist~~

The resonance of the blade tearing through the air had barely bloomed before it ended.

Joe Frye was horrified to find that he could no longer move.

When he examined himself, despair, fear, and terror instantly filled his thoughts.

Invisible strings had somehow already penetrated every corner of his body.

He was like a small bug trapped within a dense and intricate web.

More horrifying was the fact that while he was listening to the other party describe so-called art, he was on guard all around.

But even so, he hadn’t noticed any abnormality.

He, who had absorbed two Steam Sequence Cores, a Fourth Rank A Grade Genius Steam Assassin.

In front of Blasphemer Tuck, didn’t even have a chance to strike.