This Wizard is So Unscientific!
Chapter 285 - 251: This Move, Quite Rude!_1

A quiet passage leading to the underground world.

Tuck, in a half-shadow state, was twisting a horse lamp and walking down a slightly sloping path at a steady pace.

This semi-shadow state allowed Tuck to remain in the shadow state while also being able to move his physical body, keeping it in an active and peak condition for extended periods.

The orange glow of the horse lamp pierced the darkness below the slope, giving Tuck clear visibility of the path.

As he moved forward, the darkness occasionally carried the squeaking sounds of blood race bats.

"It’s only been a few months, and these blood races have already bred so many low-level blood race bats."

Listening to the relatively dense sounds of the blood race bats, Tuck contemplated silently.

"No wonder the blood races and werewolves are so desperate to attack St. Land."

"The world-class ecological nurturing capability of St. Land is truly strong."

"If these blood races continue to develop in St. Land’s underground world and keep building their blood race castle ecosystem, even allowing the Nether Blood Sea to invade St. Land’s underground world significantly, they might indeed give birth to a powerful Grand Duke of the blood race!"

"Fortunately, the second wave of ecological warfare is coming, and then the ecosystem will be damaged again."

This time, Tuck visited the Underground Astral Track Black Market in the underground world.

He received a share of 36,000 magic gold from Archbishop Gustav of the Dark Walkers.

The sales of high-quality materials have been quite good recently.

After repaying the previous loan of 100,000 magic gold, Tuck could now pocket a decent amount of magic gold.

In his exchange with Archbishop Gustav.

Tuck learned much about the happenings in the Transcendent Ocean.

Currently, many exotic transcendents have come above the Transcendent Ocean.

However, St. Land was previously in a critical situation of being attacked by the Dark Sun Church.

This led many exotic transcendents not to plan to participate in the war on St. Land’s side.

But, after the emergence of the Meditate Star, the situation changed.

According to Gustav, many exotic transcendents are planning to head to St. Land.

To witness the magical scene of the great Old Day Star.

Even intending to study and advance in St. Land.

"The emergence of Meditate Star has a huge impact on St. Land, and its significance is profound!"

Archbishop Gustav stated solemnly, an emphasis Tuck remembered clearly.

Even Archbishop Gustav asked Tuck if he knew specifically who was responsible for the construction of the Meditate Star.

And naturally, Tuck’s response was that he was not clear.

From Gustav’s reaction, Tuck sensed many transcendents’ changing attitudes toward St. Land.

Previously, they thought St. Land could not hold out, even found it difficult to defend.

But with St. Land’s recent steam transformation.

Plus, the emergence of Meditate Star in St. Land now.

This obviously injected many transcendents with confidence in St. Land.

And this confidence is precisely what St. Land needs most.

As these thoughts passed through his mind, Tuck gradually collected his spirits.

This outing had yielded quite a bit of magic gold.

After securely obtaining two steam cores.

He would not need any extra steam cores before leveling up to 50.

This somewhat alleviated the "steam core" demand syndrome for him.

Just as Tuck entered a broad underground passageway and was about to move further forward.

The fluctuations from the deep darkness ahead caused Tuck’s steps to falter slightly.

Tuck, reaching for his demon staff beneath his grey wizard robes, revealed a slight smile.

A 38-level werewolf, with its powerful and bent legs ready to spring, blocked Tuck’s path in its upright half-human wolf form.

At the same time, a 36-level werewolf blocked Tuck’s retreat from behind.

The two werewolves were enveloped in swirling blood, and Tuck felt from them the fear and hatred of many humans.

Clearly, a fair number of humans had met their end at their hands.

A slight flick of the arms, and the blood-colored, sharp wolf claws shone menacingly in the darkness.

"Wizard, if you so much as chant a spell or show the slightest fluctuation of origin energy, I will immediately sever your head," growled the 38-level werewolf in a hoarse voice.

Tuck, frowning slightly, immediately asked.

"What if you encounter a wizard who silently chants spells in the soul’s blood vessels and whose origin energy fluctuations are contained within the ecological magic network?"

"Huh?"

Caught off guard by Tuck’s question, the two werewolves hesitated.

Both the ability to "silently chant spells in the soul’s blood vessels" and "contain origin energy fluctuations within the ecological magic network," as mentioned by Tuck, were high-level maneuvers for a wizard, not something standard Third Rank wizards typically grasped.

This high-end situation was something they had never encountered before.

"Wizard... are you implying you are very strong?"

The 38-level werewolf’s voice lowered, and its body posture readied for a powerful burst, indicating an imminent attack.

At that moment.

Crackles of fire arced around Tuck, hopping like embers.

Tuck, like a candle, was quickly set ablaze.

The next instant!

Flames erupted around Tuck like a volcano, filling every inch of the passageway and even sweeping out a hundred meters.

"Boom..."