Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 207: 106. Disaster Not Over_5

The five creatures on all fours were wildly slamming into the stone bricks.

They clearly possessed extraordinary jumping capabilities and physical fitness, able to leap vertically from a standstill and hit the lower section of the bricks with their backs.

“Huh? How interesting. What kind of underground creatures are these? They’re quite strong.” Fars places his hand on the slightly trembling ground tile:

“Look. They’re loosening the tiles by hitting them, and the cement in the gaps is about to crack.”

The clear sound of the impacts from below echoed throughout the room: “clang, clang, clang…”

Cigarette in mouth, Kent, the night watchman, walked in, exhaling smoke and asking:

“What’s going on, mates? It’s late, and none of you are sleeping – holding a storytelling session?”

“Boss, Fars says there’s something underground hitting the tiles.” Mark runs his hands through his hair.

“Kent, come and listen. The thing underneath seems like it’s going crazy.” Fars, full of curiosity, tilts his head with his ear close to the ground:

“Could it be some magic beasts locked in the basement of the ancient castle?”

“Basement? What basement? I’ve been searching for several rounds, and I haven’t found the stairs or any secret door.”

Kent grumbles and comes over to Fars, his gaze catching the cracks in the cement between the tiles.

hair-thin cracks spread rapidly across the cement filling

the collar, pulling him up from the ground,

in the gaps of the ground

sound of shattering — “crack,

waves his arm to drive his

the window, and turns his head to stare at

when the five creatures hit the bricks, several more of the same type of creatures run from

against the ground tiles

sounds intensified, more and more strange creatures emerged from the depths of the underground, joining the

everyone realized that something was wrong, without Kent and Mark needing to remind

pulls the gun from his

tricky. They

“Boom… ”

team members were waiting outside, a loud noise sounded from the castle’s grand hall — ground tiles collapsing, and clouds of

walked out of the ancient

head, but rested on the ground

featureless, lacking eyes, nose, and mouth, appearing as a smooth gray from top to

How could it be

city? Aren’t those things only found in the

security team members cried

faces of Kent and Mark

he

Wow! We actually saw aberrations outside the Great Rift! Does anyone remember the last time aberrations nests appeared in the wild? Whatever, it doesn’t matter, our