Black No. 2

Grounded in the Transcendent, framed by the Sequence, the Wizard ignited the Source Energy and spewed out a mist of Origin Energy.
The roaring sound of steam echoed through the entire epoch!
In the depths of shadow and the dark tide.
Countless greedy, twisted, polluted, and deformed gazes were coveting this roaring new World.
The World began to buzz with activity!
A certain Wizard, however, was lurking silently in a corner.
"I like to develop!"
"Then, what is the deal with those Demon King's heads and Evil God's skeletons?"
"I told you, I like to develop, and this is the fate of those who hindered my growth!!"

This Wizard is So Unscientific!

"You see... you are more useful dead than alive!"


Wendell Francis chuckled with a hoarse voice.


"Since you don't care whether I live or die, why do you talk so much to me?"


"You... still want to capture me alive, don't you?"


"But... that's where the difference between us lies."


"While we're both trying to buy time, all you can do is probe your surroundings and make some simple arrangements."


"However... I have already completed the puppet anchoring of your life pulse."


"After all, I've put quite a bit of thought into setting up this hunting ground."


"Capturing a Sixth-Rank bishop might be a bit difficult."


"But dealing with a Fourth-Rank Transcendent like you, who has grafted S-Level Transcendent Talent, is relatively easy."


Tuck's words instantly stiffened Wendell Francis's expression.


That's because Wendell Francis had already begun to feel that his body was starting to lose control.


Chapter 269 Arrest of [Dark Sun Saint Child]_3