Inside the tower, the bodies of herders chopped up by Blanque's sword were everywhere.
There were humans, vampires, werewolves, and some pirates from the extraordinary ocean.
Blanque, who entered the state of comprehending the "Sword Breathing" of the Rune Sword Code at the first level, became more and more profound and pure
in the subsequent key practice and comprehension. Nowadays, even without the rune blade, an ordinary iron sword can cut iron like mud in his hands. But at this time, Blanque was caught in a bitter battle. His opponent was the captain of a herding pirate ship holding a sea sail ghost head knife. This pirate ship captain was obviously not simply herded. Instead, he was herded by the herder as his core "pastoral spirit" and enjoyed the all-round blessing from the tower. As the core "pastoral spirit", they maintained their own extraordinary state and were able to participate in the cycle of the tower ecology. This allowed him to maintain his absolute loyalty to the herder Meled, while also preserving his own powerful fourth-order strength. After all! The "Shepherd Spirit" itself is also part of the lower sequence of the herder. Such a core "Shepherd Spirit" is the key to determining the strength of the herder. "Dangdangdang..." The blade of the ghost-headed knife is as heavy as a mast, and the blade is like a wave, one wave after another. Every time the knife swept down, it was like the surging sea water . Blanke even heard the sound of the waves like a ghost, drilling into his mind all the time. "These damn [Ghost Pirate] sequences, even if they leave the ocean, they will not stop." The [Ghost Pirate] sequence is an extraordinary sequence born on the ocean that can control and embrace the ocean. Facing this fourth-order extraordinary ghost pirate, Blanke was actually unable to resist for a while. "Do you have to fight him head-on? You are the wind sword, can't you focus on the elegant hand?" At this moment, a faint voice came from the shadow corner. "You said light, but this guy's speed is not slow, I don't think he can be graceful." Blanke took the time to answer while resisting the opponent's heavy and swift ghost-head blade. "And he is a fourth-level pastoral spirit, with extraordinary state, ordinary attacks can't hurt his vitals at all, to be precise, he has no vitals at all." "And he can seriously injure me with one knife." "Injury for injury, I'm losing blood." "And, in the high tower, his ability to recover from injuries is amazing, I even suspect there is a blood pool here." "Damn... Come and help me quickly." Seeing that the attack of this fourth-level core "pastoral spirit" is getting more and more fierce. Blanke is three-level against four-level. Fighting across levels, facing this fourth-level pirate ship captain with fierce swordsmanship, it is a bit unbearable. In the corner of the shadow, Tucker raised his hand, and there was light gathering. The fourth-level pirate ship captain suddenly repelled Blanke with a knife, and stepped on the waves and the blade lightly, just when he was about to chase. "Bang!" accompanied by a dull gunshot. Half of his head was opened, and most of his brain was blown away. The captain of the pirate ship "dong dong..." stepped back several steps before he could stabilize his body. He was only a fourth-level, and he was also herded. The extraordinary state of this pirate ship captain was not very strong. His extraordinary state was shaken by Tucker's shot. Fortunately, he was a herder, and his soul was with his master, otherwise this shot would be enough to take half of his life. Blanke, who found this opportunity, burst out with a gust of wind, touched the ground with his toes, and swept up in an instant. Blanke wanted to take advantage of this wave to completely tear the pirate ship captain apart. But even so, the pirate ship captain, who had no half of his head, relied on his extraordinary state to continue to resist Blanke's attack. The pirate ship captain, who was shot by Tucker, was completely suppressed by Blanke at this time. Just as the fight between the two became more and more tragic. "Boom..." A huge roar came from the top of the tower. For a while, the whole tower was shaking violently. Tucker glanced outside, and in the corner of his eyes, the power of the Dark Sun seemed to be affected. However, Tucker's [World] power, [Old Stars] [Steam Angel] were growing steadily. "Bevis Twain is a fifth-level master after all, and he is really powerful. Let him attack from above and bear most of the pressure. There is no problem at all." This time, Tucker and others joined forces to attack. This is the regular action of the Three-Eyed God Church and the God Punisher Squad . It is not a sneaky business, but a genuine iron fist of justice. For this attack. The principle is to kill as many as possible and destroy as much as possible! Do not let go of any enemy power. Even! This tower, Tucker will completely smash it.
At this time, Tucker did exactly that.
Bevis Twain, led by Shiloh, attacked from above.
Christ and Oslin attacked from the outside to the inside.
Tucker and Buranke went directly into the tower.
Infiltration work was carried out from here.
"Melade", one of the four knights, herded Tucker's steam ecology.
At the same time, this is also a steam tower.
Of course, steam power is not the main thing, but the grazing power is the dominant one.
But this is not important.
What is important is
the grazing tower with steam circulation, the area where Tucker's "steam world" fire is grazed.
It will gradually be "polluted" by Tucker's "steam world".
It is not accurate to say "pollution".
A more accurate word is "assimilation" and "ignition" in a neutral sense.
Normally, this is not only harmless, but also has many benefits.
After the steam tower here completes the cycle of "steam ecology", it will also make its practice in the tower more in line with the world.
But the problem is!
Tucker is the founder, creator, and even the creator of "steam world".
When Tucker came over, the characteristics of the [world] here were all giving Tucker feedback.
The steam ecology of grazing Tucker is useful, but... there is always a price to pay.
When Tucker arrived here, this place would also be used by Tucker to a certain extent.
Tucker discovered this when he was secretly observing before.
And Tucker wants to complete a bigger wave of operations.
This time, Tucker came for this.
"Woo woo woo..."
accompanied by the low and melodious roar of steam.
The Old Star and the Grazing Tower are completing the intersection of the steam world.
The efficiency is very 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 seems to be going more smoothly than in the details.
The entire Grazing Tower, from top to bottom, has entered a combat state in all directions.
This will give Tucker enough time to complete his operation.
Outside!
The power of the Dark Sun is getting stronger and stronger.
And the power guided by Tucker's Old Star is also in a growing trend.
At present, the two are in a stalemate.
However, the light of the old days and the angelic light that permeated outside continued to illuminate the world and dispel the remaining power of the surrounding dark sun.
The contrast between the inside and the outside
made the tower even more gloomy, dark, and depressing.
In the depths of the dark sun, a figure was faintly jumping.
Tucker frowned slightly, and then continued his work.
The darkness was like the sickle of the god of death, quietly sticking to Tucker's back, and Tucker was unaware.
The sharp blade of the god of death fell silently.
"Swish!" A sound.
That was the sound of cutting from the depths of the soul.
"Hmm! It seems that your strength is not very good!"
A soft voice like pitying a flower and cherishing a jade sounded quietly.
When this plump female girl of the [Steam·Harvester] sequence wearing a close-fitting black leather armor grabbed the soul she harvested.
Her pupils, which were like the gears of fate, shrank violently.
This is not that living soul, this... is a desperate soul imprisoned.
"Not good!"
At the same time.
The cold, eerie, and intimidating gun was pointed at the back of the girl's head. The
cold power of the forbidden seal and the deep intimidation of looking directly into her soul made the girl dare not move for a moment. A
slightly playful voice sounded.
"I guess you are another knight of Wendell Francis, right?"
(End of this chapter)