Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 240:113. “Throwing Money” Spell_4

[3. Significant recent memories of these two Alchemy Slaves:]

(Too gruesome to reveal, hence skipped)

Noland Lee skimmed through the manufacturing method of the alchemical slaves, his scalp tingling with horror.

The illegal alchemists of the Black City were treating humans like tools and beasts.

They had installed numerous alchemical items onto the alchemical slaves, such as mechanical arms, tool bags, material packs, water containers, and so on, which was sheer madness.

Its madness rivaled the zeal of the Tatis Empire in its development of biochemical soldiers.

Noland Lee held his breath, closed the panel information of the “Alchemy Slaves,” and didn’t bother to look at their recent memories.

He tightened his grip on the firearm and began to retreat.

No messages from the system had come regarding any damage inflicted on the alchemist of Black City, indicating that the fellow had been unscathed in the explosion just now.

At this moment, there was no other sound in the vertical shaft, apart from the sound of debris sliding off the wall structure.

It was obvious that the Black City Alchemist was feigning negligence, intending to lull the Iron Thorn Shield security personnel on the third underground level into thinking he was dead.

Noland Lee was not hoodwinked by him, thanks to the System.

That Black City Alchemist, having survived unhurt, must certainly be planning a treacherous counterattack.

Noland Lee tread lightly, maintaining the magical line of sight of “Tracking the Living,” and keeping his eyes pinned on the Vertical Shaft Entrance.

“Strange, can the Black City Alchemist hold his breath that long? There isn’t a single movement… ‘

Noland Lee retreated all the way back to the corridor entrance without noticing anyone climbing up from the bottom of the vertical shaft.

He did not let his guard down, his gaze still locked onto the Wellhead. Suddenly, the small shadows wriggling at the wellhead caught Noland Lee’s attention.

Wellhead, they clung to the Mucus Carpet and swam towards Noland Lee like venomous snakes

noteworthy that those small shadows

in the

even more cautious and fired a deconstruction technique

the system messages, dozens of tiny shadows turned into black sharp arrows

Lee rolled aside again and again, making consecutive dodges in the corridor, and quickly retreated several

“Click, click, click…”

dodge in time, and several tiny shadows hit him, shattering the

security personnel? Who are you? How come

wizard?” A surprised

bother to spare any words

moment the tiny shadows paused, he crouched, steadied his body,

“Bang, bang, bang…”

“Whizz, whizz, whizz..

bullets that hit the tiny shadows turned into stray bullets

an eyebrow

City Alchemist had conjured up an object

What exactly is it?

that Black

calmly replaced the emptied revolvers, maintaining a constant output of firepower while looking

slightly surprised, and his face, concealed under the breathing mask, looked somewhat

tiny shadows were indeed the Black City

to be precise, they

Message: You have caused slight damage to

Kodar”.]

[Passive Deconstruction Activated!]

the target has

some

[Name]Kodar

official member of the Blackbone Secret Society, i.e.,

[Strength]