Chapter 96: Dark Day, Rising!

An icy, dark wasteland.

The curtain of the wheel battle slowly draws open.

Shadow tentacles hold a nightmare horse lamp, illuminating a range of about seven to eight meters around.

After some adaptation, deployment, point allocation, and strengthening.

Ta Ke initially figured out many characteristics of the formidable demon king divine ability known as Phase Walk.

"First, it can be confirmed that the ability of Phase Walk is indeed formidable."

"Obstacles that are hard to cross with Shadow Passage can basically be ignored in the face of Phase Passage."

"Shadow Passage also consumes source energy, activated by using shadow incantation."

"Meanwhile, Phase Walk is a self‑contained system."

"It requires no external power at all; only one's own divine ability energy needs to be sufficient, and you can walk however you wish."

"With my source energy experience point allocation, the divine ability energy reserve of Phase Walk is also a deep expansion."

"The Primordial Dark Sea will invest a portion of source energy each day."

"This time, the divine ability energy of Phase Walk also needs daily expansion."

"After all, the more divine ability energy, the farther one can go."

"I myself have the ability to perceive the world's veins, and combined with this Phase Walk."

"In terms of personal safety, this has risen another huge step."

"Thinking thus, Ta Ke's mouth curled into a slight smile."

"His gaze swept around this pitch‑black tomb."

"To make a fortune, it all relies on this Demon King Tomb!"

"However, even with such powerful Demon King Divine Ability, one must not be arrogant."

"After all, the Grey Mirror Demon King 'Mephisto' was overly arrogant, offending the wizards, and even offending a group of wizards."

"Then they were chased and killed by the wizards all the way, destroying the Demon King Underground City, crushing his demon king ecology, and finally sealing him deep within this Demon King Tomb."

"More terrifying than a single wizard is a group of wizards; Mephisto, who doesn't even understand this simple truth, died completely justly."

"In his thoughts, Ta Ke looked to the side at the corpse of a leader‑level creature like a small hill, the 'Bloodthirsty Savage Ox'."

"Earlier, the leader of the Bloodthirsty Savage Ox was violently beaten by Fili·Blo and Gerard together."

"Severely wounded and near death, but not dead yet."

"At this moment, the leader of the 'Bloodthirsty Savage Ox' who had struggled on the brink of death for an hour finally breathed his last."

"In a rising scarlet light."

"A transcendent crystal containing source energy and life slowly condensed."

"It can be used as both life material and source energy material."

"For me, the transcendent crystal of the Mountain Giant Bear is perfect life material."

"This Bloodthirsty Savage Ox blood crystal, after refinement, can be used as source energy material."

"Great!"

"Ta Ke unceremoniously stored this leader's crystal of the Bloodthirsty Savage Ox into his bag."

"Afterwards, Ta Ke looked toward the not‑far‑away dark battlefield where Berlanke and Fili·Blo were fighting."

"The entry point Ta Ke chose for Berlanke was already perfect."

"If under these circumstances Berlanke still couldn't win."

"Then Ta Ke would need to ponder whether he should go for a winner‑takes‑all showdown."

"Fortunately, Berlanke's strength is indeed sufficiently strong."

"Sword technique and body method are both top‑notch."

"Many of Fili·Blo's spells can be knocked away or even cut by his sword."

"His exquisite body technique, plus some blocking methods, and additionally Shadow Step‑like methods."

"It can also avoid some of Fili·Blo's minor killing tricks."

"Fili·Blo, those few quick‑cast minor spells, have little effect against leaders, lord‑type tactics."

"But in the melee, this kind of concealed, tricky little means often works surprisingly well."

"As Fili·Blo gradually fell into a disadvantage, he began to employ some of his fierce tactics."

"Berlanke likewise brought out his own secret skill."

"As the melee gradually intensified."

"Such a contest between experts also opened Ta Ke's eyes to many things."

"After all."

"Within the high tower, Ta Ke rarely sees such high‑intensity life‑and‑death melee."

"Even Fili·Blo, with his condition perfect."

"Ta Ke also felt that Berlanke was considerably stronger."

"What's more, Fili·Blo's condition is not good."

"As Berlanke increased the intensity on Fili·Blo."

"The battlefield situation began to gradually overwhelm Fili·Blo."

"At this moment."

"Fili·Blo's shield was long gone, and he basically had no time to put one up on himself."

"He was bleeding from several places on his body; perhaps the next moment a sword blade would sweep across his neck."

"Another two flashes of sword light swept by, and blood spattered."

"I am a member of the Star Track Cultivation Society, you cannot kill me!"

The barely-holding-on Phili Buluo's face was deathly pale; he tried to use this identity to win a sliver of hope for survival.

But Bolanke, whose eyes were red from killing, had no intention of stopping at all.

The sword technique carrying a trace of runic power, wrapped in source-energy blue light, swept past his head with a "Sssht!" and took his head.

"Even if you were the emperor's own son, you still have to die today!"

The murderous Bolanke growled in a low voice.

Having sliced off Phili Buluo's head.

He still felt it wasn't enough to vent his anger.

Mid-to-long-range sword techniques fell in succession, beginning a second round of output against Phili Buluo's corpse.

Until Taku appeared.

Only then did Bolanke stop.

Though angry, his reason remained.

At the very least, Bolanke had not destroyed Phili Buluo's ring-staff or storage bracelet.

But that wizard robe had already become "beggar's clothing."

Not much value in recovering it.

Having collected the arcane ring-staff and storage bracelet.

Taku tossed a Night Terror Fire Oil Bomb over.

Watching the corpse being devoured by red-black flames, Taku recalled information about the Star Track Cultivation Society in his mind.

Star Track Cultivation Society.

An organization that worshipped the great "Spirit of Steam and Iron Rails."

Compared to the Dark Sun Church, a faction with organization and scale.

The Star Track Cultivation Society was relatively loose.

Loose did not mean its members were weak.

Usually, a formidable powerhouse leading some extraordinary ones with potential could establish a cultivation society outpost.

Without sufficient talent and strength, it was still very difficult to enter the Star Track Cultivation Society.

Once inside the Star Track Cultivation Society, it basically meant there was a formidable extraordinary one backing you.

But Bolanke clearly was not afraid of this so-called Star Track Cultivation Society.

After all, he himself was a member of an extraordinary family.

Not to mention, that "Phili Buluo" died in this dangerous Demon King's Tomb.

The Star Track Cultivation Society would most likely not have anyone investigating this matter.

As Phili Buluo was thoroughly destroyed, body and evidence erased.

Taku tossed another excited-state Light-Shaping Spear · Orb.

With a "Boom!"

Phili Buluo's residual wizard characteristics were also thoroughly destroyed by Taku.

Beside him, Bolanke secretly marveled at how "pragmatic," "rigorous," and "reliable" Taku's way of doing things was.

This truly left not the slightest room or leeway for potential investigation.

Even though he was the one who killed the man.

Without realizing it, Bolanke had learned another trick.

"After going back, I must buy some similar sorcery scrolls."

"I could even ask Taku more about which types are best to buy."

"After all, he has a lot of experience with this."

Having dealt with all of this.

Taku then turned and tossed Gerald's extraordinary storage bracelet directly to Bolanke.

Bolanke did not refuse.

Taku had obtained the leader-grade materials and the things of the arcane wizard Phili Buluo, which counted as eating meat.

He then received Gerald's "relics," which counted as drinking soup.

Just as Bolanke was about to open his mouth to ask what to do next.

"Rumble..."

The world's writhing began again.

And this time, it was completely different from the previous writhing.

As the layer-domain of the Demon King's Tomb writhed.

The surging tide of the Ash Undercurrent rose with a "crash..." sound, seemingly about to submerge one layer-domain dimension after another.

Faintly, a dim, deep Dark Sun bearing mysterious and mighty power was slowly rising from the depths of darkness.

Even the Darkness and Mist of the Demon King's Tomb were being slowly torn apart under the power of the Dark Sun.

The Dark Sun Church not only wanted to occupy Ramoer.

Even this ancient sealed land of the Demon King's Tomb.

They also wanted to raise the Dark Sun here.

To transform this place into a land of faith for the great Dark Sun Mother Goddess.