Exploring Technology in a Wizard World-Chapter 618 - 616: Evil God’s Power

Tu Ke clenched his fists, resolved himself, glanced over his numerous subordinates, and roared, "What are you all still doing? Chase after that kid and kill him!

Don’t blame me for not reminding you, this time due to an unexpected setback causing our battlefield to fail, the Muse Housekeeper might not get too furious. However, if so many of us attack together and still can’t deal with one troublemaker, the consequences will be severe.

When the Muse Housekeeper truly gets unhappy, both you and I will be severely punished! Have you heard about what happened to that guy Franklin from the second team? That’s an example!"

Hearing this, the array of Black Robed Wizards trembled slightly, and in the next moment, they exploded into their maximum speed, chasing after Richard into the darkness like mad dogs.

Tu Ke stomped his foot and his whole body swiftly soared, pursuing Richard.

...

The chase went on, relentless and unending.

Throughout the chase, it wasn’t calm, explosions burst out in the night from time to time, then in a mass of flames, one after another unsuspecting Black Robed Wizard was blasted into the sky.

"Boom!"

Another explosion, a Black Robed Wizard during the chase accidentally stepped on something on the ground, flames flashed, and the whole person flew up. By the time he landed heavily, most of his legs had disappeared.

"Damn!" Tu Ke couldn’t help but curse after seeing this.

He was well aware that the cause of the explosion was a Jade-shaped Magic Rune Explosive. However, he didn’t know how it had been made, nor did he understand how the target had had time to place the White Jade Plate beneath the ground during a tense escape.

But no matter what, this accursed thing had indeed inflicted serious injuries on five or six of his men.

Taking a deep breath and thinking it over, Tu Ke said, "Everyone, be careful, try not to follow the path the target has taken. Next, we must find a way to slow down the target’s speed and re-encircle him. So... Team seven and eight, chase from the left, team eleven and twelve, from the right, team ten, follow me! I’ve already locked onto the target’s aura, there’s no way he can escape, we have to catch him!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded, and their speed increased once more under Tu Ke’s command, continually closing in on Richard.

...

Half a moment later.

Richard continued soaring to escape, thinking about where he might shake off the many Black Robed Wizards behind him, just then, a fluctuation in Mana occurred on his left, and the temperature around him quickly rose.

Huh?

Puzzled, Richard turned his head to look and saw the two-meter-tall leader among the Black Robed Men, who had somehow caught up to him nearby, waving his hand to release a ball of flames toward him.

The flames took on a peculiar purplish color, appearing to contain corrosive energy. He didn’t dare to be careless, quickly dodged, but this slight delay allowed the opponent’s relentless Spell attacks to successfully hold him back.

Subsequently, more and more of the opponent’s subordinates arrived, re-surrounding him.

"Focus the attack, don’t give him any more chances!"

Richard heard the voice, then saw countless Spells bombarding him from all directions, blocking off all escape routes.

This—

Richard’s eyebrows raised, his expression turned serious, and acting decisively, he flicked his sleeve, releasing Non-Newtonian Fluid from the layers beneath his robe, which shaped itself around his body into a spherical fourth state Shield.

"Boom boom boom!"

Numerous Spells struck the fourth state Shield, causing it to shake violently. Though it wasn’t shattered, some attacks were no longer completely defensible and reached inside, affecting his body.

Richard felt a tearing pain throughout his body, already injured, but he couldn’t determine which part was affected, or perhaps multiple parts.

At that moment, he sensed numerous Black Robed Wizards approaching from outside; clearly, after seeing that a single concentrated attack couldn’t destroy the fourth form of the Shield, they were preparing for a more vicious attack.

This time, the Shield definitely wouldn’t hold.

What should he do?

Taking a deep breath, Richard thought for a moment, flipped his hand, and took out a small bottle of potion from the Space Iron Ring. The potion was black, seemingly infused with an immensely evil power, daring not to be used lightly.

This was indeed Divine Blood (Intermediate)・Evil God Power!

This potion was developed based on Divine Blood (Basic), and it could unleash the legendary Duke Level Bloodline Seed’s power. With just his physical body, he could balance, even overpower a wizard.

After the potion was successfully developed, he had conducted numerous live experiments and data collections, but he had never used it in actual combat.

On one hand, although the potion’s amplifying effect was powerful, it also had side effects, and it could damage the body, so it was better not used. On the other hand, he had not encountered many real dangers that forced him to play all his cards.

Now, he had no choice but to use it.

Feeling the teetering fourth form of the Shield outside, numerous fluctuations of Mana appeared, about to be hit again by concentrated fire. Richard, without any hesitation, "Whoosh," crushed the potion bottle, vaporizing the potion inside, took a long breath, and inhaled the potion into his body.

The potion entered his lungs through the air, penetrated the dense capillary network in the alveoli, entered his bloodstream, and quickly circulated through his body, taking effect.

Richard instantly felt his entire body heat up fiercely. His blood roared and boiled in his veins, a substantial amount of moisture evaporated from his body, releasing in wisps through his pores.

Immediately following, a powerful force filled his body, distinct from external enhancements of Spell Effects, originating from within, flawlessly integrating his bones, muscles, and meridians, granting his brain microscopic level control ability.

In an instant, an ordinary body became a high-precision killing machine.

"Bang!"

Just before the Spells were released outside, the spherical shield formed by the fourth form shattered, and Richard’s body rapidly burst out.

Outside, a Black Robed Wizard, who was relatively close, was momentarily stunned, came charging with his palm generating a mass of electric arcs, ready for a close attack.

Richard glance at him, his expression unchanging, reached out and counter-grabbed, his palm meeting the opponent’s, and right when the electric arc was about to transmit, there was a crisp "Crack."

The opponent’s palm broke, and with a scream, Richard grabbed his arm, swung his whole body, and fiercely smashed him to the ground, his bones completely shattered.

Another Black Robed Wizard charged at him, one hand wielding a Longsword condensed from Flames, the other holding an Earth Shield fashioned like a Round Shield Swordsman, seemingly prepared for a prolonged fight with Richard.

Richard, however, had no interest in any prolonged engagement, threw a punch, "Bang," directly penetrating the Earth Shield. Then, changing his punch into a claw, surged forward, striking the opponent’s chest. With a fierce pull, "Plop," he ripped out the opponent’s heart.

The opponent screamed in agony, fell to the ground, the Earth Shield shattered, and the Fire Sword extinguished.

Richard glanced at the opponent’s body, and in the corner of his eye, he saw a Black Robed Man quietly rubbing an Ice Cone, attempting a sneak attack. Swiftly turning around, he stepped forward in a lunge, reaching the assailant in an instant.

The attacker panicked, preparing to release the Ice Cone early, but Richard’s hands clamped around his head, twisted with force, a full one hundred eighty degrees, killing him instantly.

After completing these actions, Richard dared not stay longer.

Although Divine Blood (Intermediate)・Evil God Power gave him strong physical strength for a short time, it was only enough for a sudden assault, knocking the enemies off-guard temporarily, not enough to kill all the wizards.

That said, killing all the wizards didn’t truly benefit him; his aim wasn’t to kill but to escape.

With this thought, he grabbed the neck-twisted wizard, forcefully swung him towards the remaining Black Robed Wizards. Then, stomping his foot, harnessing his strength, he burst through the newly opened breach, fleeing towards the distance, commencing another escape.

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