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*”

with mechanical arms implanted in his back and wearing

and had

stomach covered in scars and suture lines. Liquid-filled soft tubes were inserted into various

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

he was

gently closed the door and listened intently to the

arm to knock on

against the door, and

the Alchemy Slave turned around and left with a burp, leaving his

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

mechanical arm was brutally implanted into his body, connecting directly to the spine. At the junction of the arm and skin, a patch of worm-like rotten flesh and large

But Alchemy Slaves wouldn’t.

had stripped them of their pain

“Shoo-”

a cold light shot toward the nape of the Alchemy

Slave mumbled before

felt his hand was

it back, he saw a bright red

“Am I hurt?”

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

there were no cries

of agony, there was

the Alchemical Hand Crossbow to

You have

[Passive Deconstruction Activated! ]

unlocked the standard

grant an Energy

results are as

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