Chapter 53: Even if I die, I must kill again!

Steam Tower!

Twisted and unknown layer dimension.

Drip…

Drip…

The old wizard Frank Bru, whose arm had been cut off, used his remaining arm to prop himself up, refusing to fall.

Blood, from the tip of his nose and his severed arm, dripped onto the ground.

But where the blood fell, it did not accumulate on the surface.

Instead, it was slowly absorbed.

This is a prison.

A prison set up specifically for him.

The more his wizard's blood is absorbed, the stronger the prison becomes.

In the end, he will be imprisoned here forever.

Even… he will become the subordinate power source of the Steam Tower Sequence Engine.

The most ridiculous part is.

He, Frank Bru, a mighty wizard skilled in calculation and master of the Tree of Knowledge.

Without any precautions or warnings, he foolishly walked straight into the prison prepared for him.

Even now, Frank Bru still hasn't realized.

How exactly was he discovered?

"Before I die, may I ask how I was discovered?"

Feeling he could no longer hold out, Frank Bru gave up resistance.

He gave up the struggle to stand and sat cross-legged on the ground.

However, none of the seven or eight figures around paid him any heed.

"Exchange!"

At that moment, a voice sounded.

"No problem."

"Who is your contact?"

Frank Bru looked around.

His gaze lingered on one figure for a moment.

He then replied, "It's among you."

"Do you think such petty tricks work on us?" the cold voice sounded again.

Frank Bru gave no reply, merely saying lightly.

"Exchange!"

Silence permeated the air.

After a long while.

In the depths shrouded by death and darkness, a voice sounded.

"Someone glanced at you in the crowd!"

The old wizard Frank Bru lowered his head.

"Just a glance in the crowd and you found me?"

"What a ridiculous answer."

"But… I feel nothing wrong about it."

"Is this the unfathomable truth?"

In the silent confrontation, the Blood Forbidden Cage descended, imprisoning the old wizard Frank Bru in the darkest depths.

…………

Tower District!

A tower forged of white marble and steam steel near the Steam Tower stands silently here.

On Mingliang's light blue glass.

It reflected a woman's alluring face, with a hint of exotic charm.

Her cheekbones protruded, her nose bridge was high, her skin fair, her figure slender, her golden eyes paired with golden long hair, giving her an almost angelic aura.

Her slender fingers lightly tapped the ancient silver-wood railing carved with classical patterns.

"Last time, the power stockpiled in the Hunter Guild's altar was secretly offered as a sacrifice."

"This time, Frank Bru was even more schemed against, falling into a trap."

"Before Frank Bru was dragged into the Dark Prison, he informed me with thunderous power."

"The ritual cannot wait any longer."

"There are still two altars serving as primers…"

Just as the woman was lost in thought.

Before her eyes, the glass suddenly suffused with scorching holy light.

It was reflected with perfect clarity in the woman's golden eyes.

Just now, the woman sensed a battle taking place in the Fortress Area.

But her attention was drawn more to the situation at the Steam Tower.

And at this moment.

A second battle broke out there.

The woman finally felt it.

That was the altar, the lingering light after it was blasted into the sky.

The woman took a deep breath.

"Only one altar remains; we must activate it immediately."

"At the same time, launch an investigation into the mastermind behind this."

"To be able to interfere with our plans to such a great extent, other forces must have started to get involved here."

"Whether it's the La Mo Er High Tower City-state itself, with its large amount of fresh blood,"

"or the extremely valuable Demon King's Tomb."

"This will all make for a pretty good feast."

The woman turned around and pushed open the secret door in the tower wall.

Before stepping into the secret door,

The woman turned around and looked toward that, in the darkness, like a lighthouse, emitting a roaring sound, propping up a steam-powered ecosystem, the steam tower.

The woman resolutely plunged into the darkness without looking back.

The gorgeous fireworks slowly came to an end.

How artistic this explosion was, Ta Ke didn't know.

But Ta Ke knew this:

That uncontrollable mutant, who had been sent flying into the sky a second time by himself and whose chest bore an empty woman's skin mask, Yasenxun, had gone completely mad.

At this moment, the mutant Yasenxun, like a little giant, was fiercely chasing and attacking Ta Ke.

Ta Ke kept hiding among trees, bushes, and the shadows of building corners, pulling and casting attack spells.

Even when Ta Ke used Shadow Passage to jump into the shadows fifty or sixty meters away,

the out-of-control mutant Yasenxun could still lock onto Ta Ke and catch up.

At this moment, the mutated Yasenxun was like a burly black ox knight.

Each step he took caused the ground to depress, bricks and stones to crack, and emitted a dull thud.

All that remained in the footprints were twisted gloom auras.

"This guy is basically an unkillable cockroach."

"Moreover, he's clearly already dead, yet we have to kill him again—this is unscientific!"

Ta Ke rubbed his eyes, and blood had already begun to seep out unnoticed.

Before his eyes, a bloody veil spread further.

His heart was also beating faster and faster, the tearing pain becoming increasingly clear.

Constant fighting, pulling and tugging.

The gloom pursuit, the infiltration of strange evil god power, had already begun to affect Ta Ke.

Fortunately, Ta Ke had drawn upon the Great Bulwark, anchoring his own ecosystem.

Had it been any other extraordinary being,

he would have long since become part of the mutation pollution source.

Ta Ke's fire oil bomb landed on it; the scorching oil adhered, burning for less than a second before being twisted and annihilated by the gloom's power.

Ta Ke used blood-thorn vines to try to restrain him.

The result was that the vines were pulled out by him and stuffed into his mouth like spicy strips.

Only the two-star spell Light-Shaping Spear could still inflict some damage and hindrance on him.

Ta Ke didn't know whether he could take out his opponent before being corrupted to an irreversible point.

But Ta Ke knew that this battle had already been noticed by many extraordinary beings in the bunker area.

The gazes gathered on Ta Ke from all around were not few.

Fortunately, Ta Ke's Origin Dark Sea, with its astonishing source energy recovery, could sustain his shadows.

"Teacher Aobuli sent me to clean up; surely he doesn't also lack a way to deal with this gloom pollution source, does he?!"

Ta Ke now felt a sudden headache.

Just as Ta Ke was pondering whether to use the rune treasure he had exchanged from Teacher Aobuli,

"I'll help you take him down; the wizard's robe will be mine!"

A cold voice suddenly rang out.

Without turning around, Ta Ke already sensed who was coming.

That was the wizard youth who had once been at the crossroads symbolizing the Church of Fate, with a rune-etched pattern on his forehead and a cold demeanor.

That wizard's robe was quite strange.

Ta Ke had noticed it long ago.

And precisely for that reason, Ta Ke did not rashly take it.

Yet at this moment, the suddenly visiting cold wizard youth put forward this seemingly unreasonable request.

"Tell me a reasonable reason, and I'll yield it to you."

Ta Ke glanced at the youth and seized the opportunity to back down.

"That's my mother, at least, a part of her."

The cold youth spoke quite bluntly.

"Mother? A part?"

Ta Ke's peripheral vision swept over that hollow female face.

"This plot is a bit complicated!"

Ta Ke took a deep breath.

"Deal, but you must thoroughly resolve this pollution source, not let it spread."

If it weren't to prevent this pollution source from spreading.

Ta Ke grabbed the mutated pollution Yasexun, running laps around La Mo Er city-state several times, not believing he could be worn out to death.

"No problem!"

The two formally completed the cooperation handover.

(End of chapter)