Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 273

Chapter 273: 118. Mysterious Connection_3

Scouting Bell Beetles and attack type Alchemy Beetles responsible for stealth attacks were among the tools that the Blackbone Hermit had devised to guard against attacks.

As Noland Lee opened the sluice gate, the Alchemy Beetles lying in wait on the walls had already detected his presence.

These Alchemy Beetles should have sounded the alarm, but unfortunately, Noland was currently neither alive, an Alchemist, nor an Aberration.

He was now a “dead man.”

It was evident that the Blackbone Hermit had not issued any orders for his little treasures to watch the “dead.”

Therefore, Noland’s arrival did not alert the Alchemy Beetles.

Noland shut some of the doors, leaving only a barely visible crack.

His gaze penetrated the crack, staring intently at the corridor behind the door.

“Come on, just one patrolling Alchemy Slave is enough. Just don’t let the

Blackbone Hermit show up, or I’ll have to resort to my backup plan.”

Perhaps hearing his prayers, a faint sound of footsteps approached from the distance.

“Patter, patter…”

The person’s steps were erratic, his pace sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

He also drank alcohol while walking.

“Glug, glug. Ah- so refreshing- The Wheat Beer up on the ground level is so much better than the one in the Black City- Thankfully, I’m cunning enough to have seized the opportunity to patrol on Underground Layer 10, or else where would I find this treasure-I‘

“Glug, glug. *burp*”

his back and

guy was bald and

in scars and suture lines. Liquid-filled soft tubes were inserted into various parts of

on his feet, carrying a bottle of Wheat Beer in each hand and barely managing to control

and burped, he was completely oblivious

closed the door and listened intently to the movements behind

gate, using his mechanical arm to knock on the door panel,

the door latch, pushed against the door, and

the door panel was completely still, the Alchemy Slave turned around and left with a burp,

opened the door, holding the Alchemical Hand Crossbow in his hand and aiming it at

implanted into his body, connecting directly to the spine. At the junction of the arm and skin, a patch of worm-like

But Alchemy Slaves wouldn’t.

Alchemists had stripped them of their pain perception, all of

“Shoo-”

light shot toward the

before reaching out to scratch his

his hand

back, he saw a bright

“Am I hurt?”

Alchemy Slave fell to the ground, soon succumbing to massive arterial

pain, there were no cries

agony, there was no alarm

complete silence, Noland used the Alchemical Hand Crossbow to fire short crossbow

You have

[Passive Deconstruction Activated! ]

have unlocked the standard panel for “Alchemy Slave,” this

grant

are

individualized panel for

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