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!

In the deep recesses of the streets, ruins abound.


The thick fog of blood, mixed with the scent of gore, filled Tuck's lungs.


His chest, after all, had been stabbed into a bloody mess by that bishop, the magic gunman.


Trickles of fresh blood, flowing down the shattered Dragon Scale Armor, kept dropping continuously.


As flames infused with Light Power rose.


Tuck's Transcendent State, [Lord, Old Day, Light Flame Form], swiftly bloomed.


Once in the Light Flame Form, Tuck burned intensely, like a small sun.


Before long, the chest cavity, wrecked by darkness power, almost completely recovered.


"When it comes to confrontations between mid-high rank Transcendents, having a Transcendent State really is essential to hold one's ground," Tuck murmured to himself, assessing his wounds.


The close-range combat with the Dark Sun magic gunman had just erupted with astonishing destructive power in the blink of an eye.


Chapter 315 Transcendent Divinity [Magic Ban, Passage]_1