This Wizard is So Unscientific!
Chapter 762 - 482: The Green Star Clan’s Counterattack!_2

Chapter 762: Chapter 482: The Green Star Clan’s Counterattack!_2

Unless...

Whoosh—

A streak of sharp brilliance pierced through the Steam Grey Mist, and the power of the Cursed Arrow reached the head of the Legendary Old Elf Patricia in an instant.

But Patricia simply plucked it out of the air with one hand, catching the cursed arrow directly.

Between her two fingers, a faint breath of Divine Flame could be barely seen.

"Catching a cursed attack barehanded?"

"Divine Flame? A weak demigod?"

Deep in the Steamy Grey Fog, Tuck watched this scene, slightly surprised.

"Even if he is a weak demigod, he is an old weak demigod, and he doesn’t dare to use Divine Flame recklessly."

Without delay, Tuck continuously shot Cursed Arrows.

Whoosh—

Whoosh—

Whoosh—

Several Cursed Arrows, like shooting stars, rapidly shot forth.

This time, the weak demigod Elf elder didn’t dare to block them easily.

Instead, he kept shifting his position, blocking and dodging Tuck’s arrows.

Even when facing arrows he couldn’t avoid,

The weak demigod Elf had to use defensive means to resist.

One attacked, the other defended.

For a time, the two of them engaged in a battle within the range of the World Tree, not intense, yet filled with skilled maneuvers.

While dodging, the coarse and withered visage of the old Elf showed a hint of surprise.

After his ascension to Legendary status, his Legendary Talent was [Destiny Evasion].

This allowed him to easily dodge many attacks.

But at this time, the attacks from the lower-rank legend seemed to have eyes of their own, leaving the old Elf Patricia in a flurry to evade.

He had to resort to various defensive measures to avoid getting injured.

The state of the confrontation between the two.

After continuing for twenty to thirty arrows, it stopped.

In the hazy depths of the Steam Grey Mist.

Cursed energy surged around his wrist, and his Nightfall Witch Robe blended with the surrounding hazy steam as much as possible, seeking to hide deeper.

"Your Excellency has been investigating this area for many years, always searching for something."

"Why do you repeatedly avoid confrontation and refuse to fight back today?"

Tuck’s voice rolled and tumbled through the steam like the surging waves.

Stationed deep within the Steamy Grey Mist, the mid-tier Legendary Old Elf listened calmly to the language of the Green Star Clan.

The languages of the Green Star and the Giants are basically the common tongues throughout the Flora Cosmic Mountain Range.

After a moment, the Legendary Elf elder finally spoke slowly.

"Decades ago, our Arpha Elf Kingdom waged war against the Green Star Clan, ahem... to seize control of the Star River Crossing."

"I fought against a Green Star Clan demigod until both sides were exhausted."

"Although I repelled the other party, my weak demigod Sequence, more precisely, my mid-tier Legendary Sequence, was severely eroded by that Green Star Clan demigod, ahem..."

"I won’t live much longer."

The voice of the old Legendary Elf was coarse and hoarse, as though death was gripping his throat.

He coughed continuously as he spoke.

"It’s apparent."

Tuck responded in an indifferent tone.

But the old Elf didn’t mind.

"Originally, I wanted to return to the embrace of the great True God Flora within our tribe’s ecology."

"However, our Elf Divine Priests performed a Divination Ceremony on me."

"The Divine Priests told me that destiny offered some guidance."

"And here, this is where my fate points me."

"Destiny?"

Tuck raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Did destiny lead you to this place, seeking a chance for survival and hope?"

"Yes!" The old Elf nodded slowly.

"Of course, it could also be the destination of death."

Tuck suddenly understood.

"No wonder he doesn’t fight back when I attack, nor does he get angry."

"It turns out his life is nearing its end."

After a moment’s thought, Tuck slowly said.

"It seems... sometimes destiny’s guidance is not very reliable."

"I’ve been here for a number of years and have found no treasures."

"The Steam Ecology here is quite special, but there are many more such wondrous Steam Ecologies in the Flora Cosmic Mountain Range."

Old Elf Patricia made no attempt to argue with Tuck.

Instead, he asked slowly.

"Friend, do you posses a Chaos Star-core?"

"Chaos Star-core?"

Tuck’s eyebrows lifted.

"That’s a good thing indeed. Could it be that there’s a Chaos Star-core nearby? Or does the Chaos hold the power to save your life?"

"I’m not sure!" The old Elf’s murky eyes scrutinized the depths of the Steamy Grey Mist.

"But I can feel that the aura of the Chaos Star-core here is very strong."

"Indeed, the steam here does have quite a lot of the scent of Chaos Star-cores," Tuck nodded.

"Although I don’t have a Chaos Star-core, I do have... many grudges with the Green Star Clan and have suffered their erosion as well."

During these thoughts, Tuck paused for a moment.

"If I could take a look at your injuries, perhaps I could offer some assistance to your Excellency."

The Arpha Elf Kingdom was a very powerful civilization within the World Tree settlement of this Cosmic Mountain Range.

Tuck was aware of that.

Moreover, they were a powerful force resisting the Green Star Clan and had engaged in many wars with them.

An enemy’s enemy is a friend, which Tuck understood very clearly.

"Then I thank you, Human Tribe friend," said the old Elf.

As he spoke, the old Elf unfolded his Mid-Tier Legendary Sequence Tree.

Tuck took a brief look and immediately frowned.

"The erosion is quite severe; it’s a miracle you’ve survived this long."

"Heh... the ecology of the World Tree settlement in the Cosmic Mountain Range has helped me somewhat, otherwise... I might well have not survived."

The old Elf’s tone was very indifferent, as if he had long ago resigned himself to fate.