This Wizard is So Unscientific!
Chapter 364 - 289 Siege? No! This is Sending Death!_2

Chapter 364: Chapter 289 Siege? No! This is Sending Death!_2

And Tuck controlled these Fifth-Rank Sequence Undead precisely through something detected in the "High-Dimensional World": the threads of destiny.

[Sequential Undead] seem like spirits abandoned deep within the Undead Strait Valley... Hm... not seem to be, they are indeed spirits discarded here.

[Sequential Undead] are desperately longing to find their own destinies.

Destiny!

It’s a rather abstract and general description.

However, within the threads of the "High-Dimensional World," it takes on a very tangible form.

Tuck could gather and modify these threads of destiny belonging to the Sequential Undead and put them to use.

Sixth-Rank Bishop Level [Sequential Undead] have begun to awaken their own "Undead Consciousness," making their threads of destiny rather fragile, not easy to tamper with.

Whereas the Fifth-Rank [Sequential Undead] lack self-awareness as spirits.

At the same time, they are quite powerful in their own right, so there’s no need to worry about one’s safety.

At this stage, their desire to seek out "destiny" is particularly intense.

Using his grasp over "threads of destiny" and the attributes of the Fifth-Rank [Sequential Undead]’s quests for destiny,

Tuck released the Forbidden Crow to wander about, gathering these threads of destiny from the discovered Fifth-Rank Sequential Undead and converging them upon the Forbidden Crow itself.

He then drew them over and anchored them upon the Ghost Sail.

Thereby, these Fifth-Rank [Sequential Undead] found their destinies.

And the combat strength of the Blood Demon Hand dramatically improved.

As to whether this was a win-win situation, Tuck wasn’t sure.

But as of now, with the "Ghost Sail" of Blood Demon Hand emerging as its most formidable point of combat power, that much was certain.

He sat down in the plush sofa outside the Magic Cabinet where flames blazed in the hearth.

Captain Abraham looked over.

"We’ve captured this batch of Fifth-Rank Undead, there must be around two hundred of the Fifth-Rank [Sequential Undead] now, right?"

After feeling it out for a while, Tuck responded.

"About two hundred thirty, give or take."

Hearing that there were actually so many, Captain Abraham chuckled softly.

"More than two hundred Fifth-Rank [Sequential Undead], I wonder if the other Bishops could withstand them, but I’m pretty sure if I ran into so many, I would definitely flee," he said.

"This combat force is something even other powerful Bishops probably couldn’t withstand!" Dr. Stan Lee remarked seriously after some thought.

Tuck pondered and said,

"Besides their quantity, several of these [Sequential Undead] are incredibly fierce in strength, each one not a bit weaker than other Leader-level Ghosts of the same rank, and even, they are vaguely showing a trend toward ascending to become Bishop-level Ghosts."

"Bishop-level Sequential Undead?"

Dr. Stan Lee’s pupils shrank slightly.

"Bishop-level Undead are very formidable."

"Not only have their Sequences matured, but they’ve also awakened their own Undead Consciousness."

"Moreover, they can construct their own life framework as spirits and allow themselves to transform into real Leader-Level Ghosts."

"Bishop Ghosts are an existence not inferior to human Bishops."

"If this scale continues to grow... Our Blood Demon Hand will have a swarm of Bishop Ghosts."

"In the near future... it could well become the Undead Sea Demon Ship that strikes terror across the Transcendent Ocean!"

"How so... is that not ok?" Tuck said with a light chuckle.

"It’s not that it’s not ok... It’s just that I never imagined it would really happen," Dr. Stan Lee said with a faint sigh.

"You see, I previously thought my hopes of advancing to Bishop were very slim, due to injuries from years past, which made it hard for me to make much progress."

"I never expected that I would succeed this time."

"Even now, as I feel my current realm, I am somewhat dazed."

"And what’s next, we can gallop across the Transcendent Ocean, becoming the true lords of the sea"

"I wouldn’t dare to dream of such a thing!"

"Ha ha... I’m different; at least I dare to dream about it," Captain Abraham said with a laugh.

"And our Highness Godfollower, he is the truly terrifying being who brings the scenes of our dreams to life!"

Just as Tuck was about to embark on a wave of business flattery,

"Caw-caw..."

The Forbidden Crow, which was dozing on the backrest of the sofa, suddenly let out a ghostly caw.

Tuck’s eyes flickered slightly, and he tuned in carefully.

Through [High-Dimensional Vision], Tuck saw the power of the Divination Ceremony blossoming from the dimension of Mystic Arts, radiating throughout the whole outline of the Sea Demon Ship and even across the vast seas and the Undead Grey Fog surrounding it.

But!

At this particular moment, Tuck was fully independent and unaffected by the slips of fate and premonitions predicted by the ceremony.

Sear, Disaster would undergo a transformation into an advanced form once the breeding of the Forbidden Crow reached 50%.

The Disaster Blood Crow would then let Tuck gain the forbidden ability of [Sear’s Misfortune].

The Disaster Blood Crow would leech away others’ fortune, converting it to its host’s luck.

And it would keep grafting its host’s misfortunes onto the target.

The host would be exempt from the scrutiny and curses begotten by destiny’s calamities.

"Luck" conversion is somewhat interesting.

During critical moments, the effect could be outstandingly good.

For instance, when opening treasure chests, seeking treasures, choosing crossroads—situations that test whether you are favoured by luck or doomed to misfortune.

Leeching luck, grafting misfortunes!

Tuck would become the true embodiment of fortunate fate.

Of course, the birth of every fortunate soul necessarily means another bears the weight of misfortune.