Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 358: 132. Strange Crevice_2

After chattering a few times, they seemed to lose interest in the ever-changing bones.

They flapped their wings with a whoosh and flew back to the cave entrance on the cliff, disappearing into the darkness.

Noland Lee continued to fly down, encountering several groups of Flywing Mutants lurking in the caves.

Using the “Breath of the Dead” to transform into a skeleton, he evaded their pursuit and passed through several lines of defense unhindered.

After a minute-long flight, Noland finally landed successfully at the pitch-dark base of the cliff.

He activated the “Breath of the Dead,” took on the skeleton form, and looked up at the heavens.

The starry night sky shrunk to the size of a bowl, surrounded by dense darkness.

With a level gaze, Noland scanned his surroundings and saw not the anticipated mucus carpet covering the ground, but square holes that were artificially excavated.

He raised his non-existent “eyebrows,” and felt a bit astonished.

In his plan, the base of the cliffs with the Aberration Fissures should be covered in mucus. On the half-meter-thick layer of mucus, numerous Aberration eggs would be laid. Nearby the densely-packed eggs, various types of Aberrations would patrol back and forth, taking care of the eggs, bringing them nutrient solution, and transporting nutrients.

But strangely, why couldn’t he see any mucus or eggs at the base of this cliff?

Noland’s original plan was to quietly eliminate a group of Aberrations, turn them into his Lost Souls, then control them to reach designated points to ignite them with the “Evil Blast” technique, harvesting one batch of soul fragments after another.

due to

mind and

evident signs of artificial excavation, threw out a heart control spider, and operated the little creature to

as well. But now, there was nothing here, the ground was smooth and flat, and there was no trace of

strange…” Noland

through the narrow tunnel. After about three minutes, a faint light scattered from the

was controlling the heart control

spider’s pace, reducing the noise produced by the mechanical spider legs rubbing

approached the light, faint mechanical sounds entered the sound collection array of the heart

“Kree, kree, kree…”

of metal pistons

, psh hiss

sound of regulated exhaust from

cracks in the door and shone on the smooth wall. The rhythmic

door cracks to take a look

Noland gasped slightly.

Aberration Fissure was not an Aberration

saw a massive underground space with numerous glass cultivation tanks standing on

came from the ceiling above. It was the cultivation tank transportation system composed of dozens of

when steam pipelines drove Mechanical Arms. The air valves on the pipeline dynamically adjusted the steam pressure inside to match the arm’s

kree” piston sound was produced by the suspension device of the

of Mechanical Arms busied themselves among

underground space