This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 39 - Twilight of Dust the Descent is

Chapter 39: Chapter 39: Twilight of Dust, the Descent is Imminent!_1

Chapter 39 -39: Twilight of Dust, the Descent is Imminent!_1

Tuck’s six hundred-plus Magic Gold.

It was all spent on the Ring Staff and another precious treasure that saved his life.

However, what was originally a Second Rank Shadow Ring Staff priced at 120 Magic Gold.

Had turned into the powerful Rune, Shadow Ring Staff.

As for that life-saving treasure, Tuck had just received it as well.

The treasure was even more powerful than Tuck had imagined.

The Undead Crow that carried the treasure and flew over.

After placing the treasure down, its feathers, skeleton, and soul fire rapidly withered, deteriorated, and subsequently extinguished.

Just for the transportation task, that Level 9 Crow had paid with its entire life.

This showed how formidable the treasure was.

Perhaps, Mr. Aubrey wanted to convey the danger of such a treasure to Tuck in this way.

Of course!

Tuck was also aware that the treasure’s attribute was one of the reasons why Mr. Aubrey did not conduct a two-person connection for the attribute of the treasure.

Underground, inside the Bone Corridor.

Tuck sat cross-legged on the bones, gradually concentrating his mind while restoring his Origin Energy.

After two or three hours of witchcraft experiments.

Tuck had fully grasped the attributes and detailed methods of using the Rune, Shadow Ring Staff.

“On the level of casting, the Shadow Ring Staff can mobilize Origin Energy more covertly.”

“Previously, using the Red Flame Ring for covert mobilization of Origin Energy, I could barely follow the natural level of mobilization provided by the Shadow Ring Staff.”

“Once combined with the concealment of my Origin Energy Nexus and the inherent stealth of the Shadow Ring Staff.”

“In a surprise attack… cough cough… when I strike first, I have an absolute advantage!”

“Next, under the enhancement of the Shadow Attribute, my Origin Energy is stimulated to a greater degree.”

“The effects and strength of the witchcraft also gain a considerable improvement.”

“And then… there are the intrinsic attributes of the Rune, Shadow Ring Staff.”

The Vermilion Flame Ring Staff that Tuck previously owned had the natural ability to gather flames, absorb heat energy, and help Tuck resist the cold during the “Grey Night period.”

As a basic piece of equipment, the Vermilion Flame Ring Staff was quite suitable for the Ashen Land.

But the Shadow Ring Staff was powerful.

The Shadow Ring Staff naturally had three very practical functions.

They are [Shadow State], [Shadow Robe], and [Shadow Walk].

[Shadow State]

The holder of the Shadow Ring Staff can enter a certain Shadow State, with the ability to move quickly, avoid some damage, while also taking more damage from the Light System.

[Shadow Robe]

The combination of Shadow power and the Wizard’s Robe can form an effective defense.

[Shadow Walk]

The ability of Shadow Walk can be exhibited in the Shadow State.

The innate attributes of the Shadow are precisely why Tuck needed to master the Shadow Ring Staff.

After some experimentation by Tuck.

These three abilities, in Tuck’s hands, provided him with agility rivaling that of the [Blood Race] Sequence.

With this baptismal transformation, Tuck’s own strength had increased remarkably.

And now with this top-tier equipment.

It was like adding wings to a tiger.

At this moment, on Tuck’s right wrist was the Shadow Ring Staff, while on his left wrist was the Red Flame Ring (Vermilion Flame Ring Staff).

One cannot wear two wizardry ring sticks on the same wrist.

In case the Origin Energy responds and the two ring staffs conflict.

If it’s light, I’ll unlock the “One-Armed Wizard” achievement on the spot.

If it’s serious, I might explode on the spot!

Wearing one on each hand avoids conflict, so there’s no problem.

Tuck sat quietly in waiting.

Soon, footsteps arose from deep within the Bone Cave.

Armanti, wearing a blue and white checkered court gown, tread on the bones with agile and quick steps as she rapidly approached.

A Transcendent’s soul, perception, physique, agility, balance, and more all continue to grow with the increase in Level.

His gaze swept over the blue and white checkered court gown worn by Armanti.

“We are going to kill, not attend a ball.”

Tuck frowned slightly, but after a careful thought, he let it go.

Since during this “Grey Night period,” Tuck was bound to kill quite a few people.

Therefore, a court gown that bloomed from being soaked in blood amidst the killings might just… intimidate some people.

The form isn’t important, what matters is—the essence!

“Are you ready?” Tuck’s voice was low and hoarse.

Different from his voice before.

Armanti was taken aback.

“Ah! Should I change my voice too?”

Tuck paused for a second on the slightly extravagant court gown.

“No need, just keep quiet!”

“Let’s go!”

Silently, Tuck activated the Shadow Ring Staff.

Hum…

Darkness and shadows gathered and converged.

They penetrated Tuck’s Wizard Robe, rallying around his body.

When Tuck put on the Wizard’s Hood.

His whole person floated slightly.

Like a cold, indifferent Reaper harvesting lives.

[Shadow State] naturally allows for suspension, though it does continuously consume a small amount of Origin Energy.

But this state of suspension allows Tuck to effectively traverse various muddy terrains, water surfaces, and some complex landscapes.

Tuck took out a glass horse lamp and put a Fire Oil Bullet into it.

The Origin Energy metamorphosed, with Tuck raising the Level of his Fire Oil Technique to 19.

The current Fire Oil Bullets, with their high density, could burn for quite a long period if their combustion efficiency was well controlled.

The only downside was that they were rather harsh on the horse lamps.

After all, with the Necromancer behind him, Tuck couldn’t very well blaze a holy trail ahead.

Armanti, who followed behind Tuck, shrouded herself in the Undead Grey Fog, using its pervasive Attribute to follow quietly.

Meanwhile, she took note of Tuck’s methods.

“Witchcraft methods, integrated into everyday life, should be used whenever possible,” she mused.

The two of them, one after the other.

Hastily chased the light of the horse lamp deep into the corridor.

…

Underground Street, Obsidian Material Store.

A fair number of horse lamps illuminated the inside and outside of the store brightly.

Old Kumu, leaning back in a high-backed chair, looked at Tuck and then at the Necromancer behind him.

Danger!

That’s what the presence of the Necromancer conveyed to Old Kumu.

But then he thought about what Tuck might have done before.

Old Kumu felt that it was a wise choice for Tuck to hire a Second-Rank Necromancer as a bodyguard.

“This is your Wizard Robe.”

Old Kumu handed over a black-grey Alchemy robe that had been altered into a Wizard Robe.

“You’ve been away for so long, I thought you might never come back!”

Tuck detected an underlying meaning in his words.

“Just speak plainly if you have any news!”

“She’s no trouble,” he said, glancing at the Second Rank Necromancer shrouded in Undead Grey Fog.

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Old Kumu chuckled darkly before continuing, “Some days ago, someone targeted the headquarters of the Hunter’s Guild, which was also a key area for the Dark Sun Church in hunting Wizards.”

“That mysterious person is very powerful, silently taking down the Hunter’s Guild’s Bloody Alchemist.”

“By the time the body was found, it had been gnawed by the Black Mice to nothing but a skeleton.”

“Moreover, the leader of the Hunter’s Guild died beside the altar.”

“Even…the rituals of the Dark Sun Church were disrupted.”

“This has infuriated the members of the Evil God Organization.”

At this point, Old Kumu smirked, his gold teeth glinting.

“This debacle has somewhat tempered those members of the Evil God Organization.”

“However, it’s clear the Evil God Organization has no intention of stopping.”

“While they are quietly conducting investigations, they also bought quite a few ritual materials for this Grey Day.”

“I surmise that they’re probably planning some mysterious ritual.”

Old Kumu’s exposition was laden with information.

Combined with the information Tuck had gathered, a general outline gradually took shape in his mind.

It felt as if a great beast, either about to emerge or already born, was lurking in the darkness around Ramore Tower City-State.

Originally, Tuck thought there was time to delay.

But now it seemed,

time was probably not on his side.

“We need to accelerate our actions!”

The Ramore Tower City-State was where Tuck was steadily growing.

Tuck would not allow anyone to ruin it.

Furthermore, until Tuck’s Wizard ecosystem had become sufficiently stable,

If the ecology of the Ramore Tower City-State he relied on for survival were destroyed, Tuck would also be severely damaged.

“To our distinguished visitor from afar, do you need to sell something, or would you like to buy something?”

While Tuck was immersed in thought, he suddenly heard Old Kumu politely and discreetly greeting Armanti.

“Damn it!”

Tuck was just about to intervene when,

“Ah, no thank you!”

A composed and elegant clear voice responded.

Hearing the voice, Old Kumu began to smile.

A high-Level, young woman, who dressed appropriately and spoke politely.

As soon as Armanti spoke, she revealed that she was most likely from the High Tower.

“I suppose you must be an apprentice of the great Necromancer Lord Aubrey!” Old Kumu continued with flattery.

“Indeed, Professor Aubrey is a knowledgeable and respectable figure.” Armanti didn’t mind such praise, even if it revealed her true identity.

Seeing Old Kumu attempting to use flattery to pry more information,

He was met with Tuck’s icy gaze.

“Heh, heh…” Old Kumu chuckled awkwardly.

“If every young person was as kind as this beautiful lady…”

Old Kumu’s rhetoric was cut off by Tuck.

“They would be eaten by old jackals like you, leaving no bones behind.”

At that moment, Armanti realized she might have spoken out of turn, and while feeling annoyed, she remembered Tuck’s earlier warning—speak sparingly!

Rising to his feet, Tuck, without any courtesy, took two horse lamps right in front of Old Kumu.

Two people naturally meant two horse lamps.

“Where are we heading?” Armanti asked once they were outside.

The outline in Tuck’s mind was now gradually becoming clear.

Tuck pulled out the Ash Clock to check the time.

Sunset was drawing near.

“To the Bunker Area!”

Tuck put away the Ash Clock and, gazing ahead into the darkness, he began to speak softly.