Chapter 232: The Second Holy Son Knight!

Inside the high tower, corpses of herders sliced apart by Bolanke's sword blade lay scattered everywhere.

There were humans, blood clan members, werewolves, and even some pirates from the supernatural sea.

Bolanke, who had entered the state of comprehending the Rune Sword Canon "Sword Breath" at the first stage.

In the subsequent key training and comprehension.

His comprehension of the Rune Sword Canon grew deeper and purer.

Nowadays, even without a rune sword, an ordinary iron sword in his hand could cut iron like mud.

But at this moment.

Bolanke found himself in a bitter struggle.

His opponent was the captain of a herder pirate ship wielding a sea‑sail ghost head blade.

This pirate ship captain was obviously no longer merely a herder.

Instead, the herder had taken him as his core "spirit shepherd" for herding, enjoying the all‑round support from the high tower.

As a core spirit shepherd.

They maintained their supernatural state while also being able to participate in the high tower's ecological cycle.

This let them keep absolute loyalty to the herder Meilaide, while preserving their own formidable fourth‑stage power.

After all!

The "spirit shepherd" itself is part of the herder's lower sequence.

Such a core spirit shepherd is the key that determines the herder's strength.

"Clang clang clang……"

The ghost head blade's edge was as heavy as a mast, its blade like sea waves, one surge after another.

Each sweeping chop was a torrent of seawater.

Bolanke even heard the sound of the waves, ghost‑like, constantly drilling into his mind.

"These damned Ghost Sea Pirates sequences, even if they leave the ocean, they never rest."

The Ghost Sea Pirates sequence is a supernatural sequence born upon the ocean that can control and embrace the sea.

Facing this fourth‑stage supernatural Ghost Sea Pirate, for a moment Bolanke found himself hard pressed to parry.

"Do you really have to go head‑to‑head with him? You are the Wind Sword Dao, you can't mainly rely on being airy?"

At that moment, a faint sound came from the shadowy corner nearby.

"You say it's light, but this guy's speed isn't slow either; I can't stay airy."

Bolanke, while blocking the opponent's heavy and swift ghost head blade edge, occasionally replied.

"Moreover, he is a fourth‑stage spirit shepherd with a supernatural state; ordinary attacks can't harm his vital point—actually, he basically has no vital point."

"And one of his blows can leave me seriously wounded."

"Injury for injury, I'm bled dry."

"Besides, inside the high tower, his recovery ability is astonishing; I even wonder if there's a blood pool here."

"Damn… hurry up and help me."

Watching the fourth‑stage core spirit shepherd's assault grow ever fiercer.

Bolanke, third stage versus fourth stage.

Fighting above his rank, facing this fierce‑sworded fourth‑stage pirate ship captain, he could barely hold on.

In the shadowy corner, Ta Ke raised his hand, light gathering.

The fourth‑stage pirate ship captain suddenly slashed, knocking Bolanke back; stepping on sea waves and blade light, light as a feather, he was about to give chase when—

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a muffled gunshot.

Half of his skull was blown open, brain matter flying halfway, the pirate ship captain staggered back several steps with a "thud thud…" before steadying himself.

He was merely fourth stage, and moreover had been herded.

This pirate ship captain's supernatural state was not very strong.

His supernatural state was shaken by Ta Ke's shot; fortunately, as a spirit shepherd his soul resides with his master, otherwise this shot, a direct hit to the soul, would be enough to take half a small life.

Bolanke, having found this opportunity, erupted like a gale, tiptoeing, and swept upward in an instant.

Bolanke intended to take this chance to completely tear the pirate ship captain apart.

Even so, the pirate ship captain, missing half his head, relied on his supernatural state to continue blocking Bolanke's assault.

The pirate ship captain shot by Ta Ke was now completely suppressed by Bolanke.

As the two fought ever more fiercely.

"Rumble……"

A huge roar came from the upper part of the high tower.

For a moment the entire high tower shook violently.

Ta Ke glanced aside; in the corner of his eye, the power of the dim sun seemed to be affected as well.

And Ta Ke's 【World】 power, 【Olden Stars】【Steam Angel】 were steadily growing.

"After all, Beweis·Tuwen is a fifth‑stage expert; indeed he's formidable—letting him attack from above, bearing most of the pressure, is no problem."

This time, Ta Ke and the others launched a joint attack.

This is the regular operation of the Three‑Eyed God Church's Divine Punishment Squad,

not some petty sneak‑around, but a genuine iron fist of justice.

Regarding this attack.

The principle is, kill all that can be killed, destroy all that can be destroyed!

Make sure not to let any enemy's power slip by.

Even!

Ta Ke must completely shatter this tower.

And right now, Ta Ke is indeed doing just that.

Beiweis·Tuwen, with Xi Luoer, attacks from above.

Kelisite and Aosilin attack from the outer ring toward the interior.

Ta Ke and Bo Lan Ke cut directly into the tower.

They carry out infiltration work from here.

Mei Laide, one of the Four Knights, tends Ta Ke's Steam Ecology.

At the same time, this is also a Steam Tower.

Of course, Steam power is not the main force; pastoral power dominates.

But that doesn't matter.

What matters is

The pastoral tower with Steam circulation, the area where Ta Ke's Steam World flame resides.

It will gradually be "polluted" by Ta Ke's Steam World.

Calling it "pollution" is inaccurate.

A more accurate neutral term is "assimilation" or "ignition".

Normally, this is not only harmless but also brings many benefits.

After this Steam Tower completes the Steam Ecology cycle, cultivation inside the tower becomes more in harmony with the world.

But the problem is!

Ta Ke is the founder, the creator, even—the Creator of the "Steam·World".

When Ta Ke came here, the 【World】's characteristics were all giving feedback to Ta Ke.

The steam ecology that grazes Ta Ke is useful, useful, but…… the price always has to be paid.

When Ta Ke arrives here, this place will also be utilized by Ta Ke to a certain extent.

Earlier, when Ta Ke was secretly observing, he had already discovered this.

Ta Ke needs to carry out a larger operation.

Ta Ke has come this time precisely for that.

"Whooo..."

Accompanied by a low, reverberating steam roar.

The olden stars and the grazing tower are completing the convergence work of the steam world.

The efficiency is extremely fast.

Anyway!

Nowadays, the Dark Sun Church is also actively embracing the Steam Sequence.

And this grazing tower does not reject the "Steam·World".

The plan's progress seems to be going more smoothly than outlined.

The entire grazing tower, upper, middle, and lower, has fully entered a combat state.

Only in this way can Ta Ke be given enough time to complete his operation.

Outside!

The Dark Sun's power is growing stronger.

And the power derived from Ta Ke's olden stars guidance is likewise in a state of growth.

Currently, the two are in a stalemate.

However, the pervasive olden light and angel's lustrous light outside continually illuminate this world, dispelling the lingering Dark Sun power around it.

In contrast between inside and outside.

This makes the interior of the tower increasingly gloomy, dim, and oppressive.

In the depths of the Dark Sun, a faint figure can be seen moving.

Ta Ke's brows furrowed slightly, then he immediately continued his work.

Darkness, like the scythe of a death god, silently brushed against Ta Ke's back, and Ta Ke, in a daze, did not notice.

A death god–like blade fell silently.

"Screech!"

That was the sound of a cut from the depths of the soul.

"Mm! Looks like the strength isn't much either!"

A soft voice, like one cherishing flowers and jade, quietly sounded.

When the voluptuous female girl of the 【Steam·Reaper】 sequence, clad in form-fitting black leather armor, seized the soul she had harvested.

Her pair of pupils, like turning gears of fate, contracted violently.

This is not that lively soul; this…… is a imprisoned desperate soul.

"Not good!"

At the same time.

Ice-cold, sinister, and immensely deterrent, the gun muzzle pressed against the girl's back of the head.

The indifferent power of that forbidden seal, and the profound deterrence of gazing into her soul, left the girl unable to move for a moment.

A voice tinged with a hint of playfulness sounded next.

I guess you're another knight of Wendell Francis, right?