Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 436: 149. Is this an angel?!

An hour had passed since Noland Lee began exploring the 21st underground layer.

In a corner of the 21st underground layer of Sector 6.

Noland crouched in a cluttered room filled with broken crates, the floor covered in broken wooden boards, wood shavings, and bent nails.

This was an abandoned underground warehouse, occupying an area of about 300 square meters.

There were hundreds of warehouses like this one in the 20th underground layer. Along with similar workshops, steam boiler rooms, and liquid cooling rooms occupying 300 or even 500 square meters, there were at least two hundred of them in the 20th underground layer.

He found this out after finding a map.

The map, left on a mucus-covered carpet, was about 4 cm thick when folded palm-sized.

When it was spread out on the floor, the densely packed corridors and room layouts appeared before him. There were also numerous hand-written numbers and notes beside the layouts.

According to the information on the map, its original master was an alchemist from the Re-forged Association.

Whether the alchemist was dead or alive, Noland didn’t want to investigate. He only knew one thing:

This 21st underground layer was too big.

Simply too big.

20th underground layer. Even by merely looking at the map,

this was just the 21st underground layer of Sector 6. The adjacent Sectors 5 and 7 also had 21st underground layers of

unimaginable how vast the entire

20 and above only occupied about a fifth of each sector’s surface area. Starting from this 21st underground layer, each underground passage made full use of

the Deconstruction technique to store the map in

traces

canine society alchemists of the same strength levels,

up the inter-sector passage gates, and entered the 21st underground layer of

four different

equipped with alchemy goggles for perceiving life signs and seeing through walls. Their detection range was extremely

also transform into “Wolfpack Guards”, summoning a large number of cannon fodder dogs using alchemical fur. Their killing power was comparable to that of

alchemists from the Razor Gang were fortunate enough to avoid being locked

on their arms to reap the lives of the aberrations. Firing a

of the Night Spirit Cult was more

the corridor as soon as she stepped into

advantage of the bats’ ability

cliff passage, flying straight down towards the

Fugidia’s flight, he couldn’t help

through metal fences, but his learned Flight Spell, “Bone Spirit Flight

How regrettable.