Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 434: 148. Big-eyed “cute baby”_3

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Now, the alchemy water well that had accompanied it for more than 30 years had disappeared, and it naturally emerged.

Noland Lee tucked the glowing metal piece into his blood haven and turned directly into a white skull, flying into the corridor without lingering.

Several aberrations wandering near the crater noticed the sudden appearance of the pit in the ground.

They gathered around, staring blankly at the pit.

With their limited brains, they probably couldn’t figure out where the original water well had gone.

Noland Lee didn’t bother with the aberrations, whether he was coming here or leaving.

But there were exceptions.

Like right now.

Before opening the metal gate leading to the underground 19th floor, Noland Lee stealthily killed an aberration and turned it into his undead.

The metal gate was covered with a sticky substance which would fall off when the gate was opened. He had to restore it after entering or it would alert others. This was where the aberration undead came into play.

Noland stepped into the stairwell and closed the gate.

The aberration undead picked up the fallen sticky substance and reattached it to the door, restoring everything to its original state.

completing this step, it proudly stepped into the vertical shaft entrance

gang members who were only

spaces on the underground 18th floor

limited time and energy points, Noland temporarily ignored the

complete, it wouldn’t be

28th floor, which is also an abandoned outpost. The underground map I got from the alchemy access instrument only includes floors 20 and above. I need to find my way down there

in thought, stepped into the underground

bringing an even stronger smell of aberrations than

underground 21st floor, Noland couldn’t

This place is actually like

he had traversed were fully enclosed, with

the metal gate in the stairwell was an airtight wall, while the other side was

a bottomless, pitch-black clifftop,

wind, carrying the stench of aberrations, blew up from

edge of the metal fence, looking out

a snail’s shell. The corridors were

different colored floor tiles were used in

of alchemy cannon towers. These were areas where

tiles were attached to the stone brick walls, with mechanical tracks that had been left unrepaired for years, broken gears, and dried oil stains. These were the fast transport tracks for ammunition and

colors, such as green, purple, and black, Noland was unclear about

at the vast corridors that extended far below, Noland

any longer. I’m

began looking for the

out his dagger and tried

the fence were evenly distributed with only a gap no more