This Wizard is So Unscientific!
Chapter 401 - 307 Enemy? Ally? _2

Chapter 401: Chapter 307 Enemy? Ally? _2

"Click, click, click..."

The Earth Shield, which had sustained countless strikes, suddenly shattered.

At the same time the Earth Shield broke.

The Rolling Wind, together with a whistling blade tremble, swept over.

With a "swhoosh," the blade passed over Tuck’s head.

Tuck’s head was severed from his body accordingly.

Heisha, riding the Winds & Waves, easily grabbed the Fourth Rank Wizard’s head in the air.

"You can hit me countless times, but I only need one strike, and you will die, fragile Human Wizard."

Heisha knew the fatal weakness of those Spellcasters who only protected themselves with shields and cast spells from afar, having fought Humans many times—their bodies were just too frail.

Even though this Fourth Rank Wizard had entered the Transcendent State.

Once his head was cut off, his life framework would be severely damaged, and his Soul would fall into a torn stupor.

All she needed to do was destroy that Transcendent Wizard’s body before he could recover.

And for her, that was simple.

Just as Heisha was about to destroy the headless Transcendent body of the Fourth Rank Wizard.

She heard a hoarse voice sounding out.

"You finally broke the shield. If you didn’t break it soon, even I would have become worried for you."

"So my shield was really that strong? I didn’t even replenish it with Origin Energy."

The source of the voice was the Wizard’s head in Heisha’s hand.

Heisha brought the Wizard’s head in front of her and listened to the raspy and rough voice, along with the dull facial expressions.

A sense of eeriness and absurdity flooded her heart for a moment.

"This Fourth Rank Wizard, shouldn’t he be desperately struggling in his death throes?"

"The Transcendent State of a Fourth Rank can hardly support a life state without a body."

Right then.

"Caw, caw, caw..."

Clatter...

Heisha looked up only to see the headless body rapidly dissolving into a large flock of black crows.

When they converged once more, the Fourth Rank Wizard’s body was restored as before, even the head she had sliced off with her blade had regrown.

"Even a Sixth Rank teacher would need a lot of time to regenerate a head."

"How... did this Wizard... do it?"

As she looked at the head of the Wizard that she held in her hands again.

Heisha’s heart violently shook.

What she held was not any Wizard’s head at all—clearly, it was a Blood Crow, burning with blood flames.

Just as she thought to throw away this bizarre Blood Crow, Heisha’s heart began to pound violently, her face turned as pale as death, and boundless fear surged from all directions, engulfing her.

She couldn’t move; she had completely lost control of her body.

And all this, because of the head she had so carefully captured... which should not be called a Crow.

The Fourth Rank Wizard, he had anticipated her attack and set a trap accordingly.

Just as she managed to cut off his head, proclaiming her victory.

She had already fallen into the grave he had dug for her, and she jumped into it willingly.

Watching that Blood Crow drill into her own body.

"It’s over!"

As the crow and the blood flames completely vanished in her hand.

Heisha was thoroughly despondent.

Now she could only hope that the teacher’s sea beasts would be able to eliminate this damned Blood Demon Hand.

"Seeing Blood Demon Hand and not fleeing, but daring to charge forward."

"You really... don’t take Blood Demon Hand seriously, do you?"

Tuck fumbled for the Demon Staff on his wrist and even started constructing his plan for his own Fifth Rank Soul Shadow.

"The Ritual for Soul Shadow has no restrictions on species form, so this Fifth Rank sea leader should be suitable as well."

As Tuck was pondering this.

He heard the Flying Fish leader assassin cursing furiously.

"Damn Dark Sun minions, you will be cursed by the sea, buried in the bellies of fish, and meet a horrible death!"

Dark Sun minion?

"Hm?" Tuck was momentarily stunned.

"Did I mishear, or is she delirious from the beating and talking nonsense?"

But to make sure he wasn’t mistaken, Tuck slowly spoke up.

"Could you... say that again?"

Heisha was taken aback.

She had never come across such an excessive request in her life.

"Damn Dark Sun minions, you will be cursed by the sea, buried in the bellies of fish, and meet a horrible death!"

"Hm..."

This time, Tuck was certain he hadn’t misheard, and the other party likely hadn’t misspoken either.

"Me!"

Tuck pointed at himself.

"Mr. Crow, the first mate of Blood Demon Hand, is a minion of the Dark Sun?"

Heisha gritted her teeth and roared in anger.

"The Blood Waterfall General sided with the Dark Sun Church and destroyed my home."

"What else is your Blood Waterfall Pirate Team but Dark Sun Church’s minions?"

Tuck’s mind stirred and he gently asked.

"Hm... do you know who the captain of the Blood Demon Hand is?"

Heisha looked at Tuck coldly, obviously deeming the question unworthy of a response.

"The previous captain of the Blood Demon Hand, ’Landon Gary,’ died a year ago."

"Moreover... we killed him, and we took this Blood Demon Hand from the Boiling Blood Pirate Group."

"You think I’d believe your pathetic little play?"

Heisha just coldly scrutinized Tuck.

Tuck sensed the increasingly intense battle outside.

If it was true, this was a completely unnecessary and deadly fight.

Even more so... Tuck and his comrades could make some marine friends.

"My next action might be a bit impolite."