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!

"Great God of Steam, I heed your enlightenment and pray for your descent."


"The demon from the dark side of the world is squeezing the Steam Ecology and siphoning the lives and faith of your followers."


"Your faithful Steam Ecology will become the cruel means and ways for the demon to oppress your followers."


The Intermediate Transcendent from the Maisna Scaled People, Hei'el, whose heart was devoured, was desperately praying in the depths of the shattered castle ruins, hoping for a miracle to descend.


Although the Maisna Scaled People possess incredibly strong transcendent-scale armor.


But facing a powerful Transcendent Master Level demon.


They were still objects of amusement and humiliation, and more often than not, they served as food.


The heart, a core existence of the Transcendent Sequence, had already been devoured by the demon of the boundaries.


Chapter 521: Pantheon Assembles!