Constructing-Style Wizard - Chapter 271: 118. Mysterious Connection

Chapter 271: 118. Mysterious Connection

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Spray Powder Day arrived.

A deep rumble emerged from the depths beneath the ground, like the sounds of countless wild horses running on the cliffs ot the Great Rift.

With a deafening explosion, the sky was filled with black metal dust pouring out of the Great Rift.

They turned into dozens of black smoke pillars, more than ten meters wide, shooting up into the sky, heading straight for the azure heavens and the large and small suns.

The ascent of the black smoke pillars quickly faded, drawing arcs in the air, falling towards Lower Town’s various sectors in a parabolic trajectory.

Already waiting on the ground, the powder collection devices opened their horn-shaped collectors, operating at full capacity, absorbing the all-purpose metal powder as it descended from the sky.

For a time, hundreds of vortex-shaped black clouds appeared around the Great Rift, and numerous large, dense powder blocks were pulled away by the powder collection devices.

The lightweight metal dust drifted with the wind, flying to various parts of Lower Town, and then slowly sinking under the influence of gravity.

Alchemy devices dispersing fumes appeared in the alleys and streets.

The water mist met with the metal dust, helping each other condense quickly into black contaminated water, reducing air pollution.

Carbonated water rich in all-purpose metal dust slid down from the eaves and walls, flowed on the ground in the troughs, and entered the underground waterways.

Already waiting at the first and second underground layers, the members of the extraordinary forces were greeted with an exciting moment.

Guarding their own underground waterways and stopping hostile forces from attempting to destroy them would earn them rewards from their factions.

At the end of Spray Powder Day, the more metallic powder the water storage devices in the underground waterways collected, the more rewards the personnel participating in guarding the waterways would receive.

Such generous remuneration attracted all those eager to make a fortune in a short time.

In Iron Thorn Shield Security Firm, all security team members who wanted to accumulate wealth in a short period of time volunteered to participate in the task of guarding the first and second underground layers.

At this time, within the underground waterway area of Sector 7, Kent and Mark each led a team to guard the second and first underground layers, respectively.

And on the third underground level, there was only Noland Lee guarding it.

He carried a backpack with an added folding space, moving around the entrances of various staircases, placing inconspicuous metal boxes in hidden corners.

Every time he put down a metal box, he took out broken stones and sand from the folding space, spread it on these metal boxes, and disguised them as a pile of useless sandstones.

In the third underground layer, there were six staircases leading to the fourth and second underground layers, with metal gates at each entrance.

There were two passage entrances leading to neighboring Sectors 6 and 8, also with metal gates.

Together, there were eight metal gates that Noland needed to guard.

Noland set two alchemy traps next to each metal gate, which was already his limit in terms of productivity.

After spending all of last night and the whole day today frantically creating his self-developed alchemical products, his back was nearly broken…

With the last box of alchemical traps set up, Noland gently patted his waist, stood up, and let out a long sigh.

After mastering scholarly skills, it was no longer difficult to produce this kind of alchemical trap equipped with an energy storage array that could emit elemental energy beams and alchemical fumes.

The Deconstruction Technique played an indispensable role in this process. After Noland produced a semi-finished alchemical trap, he just had to throw the Deconstruction Technique, and he would know the final pass rate of the

semi-finished product.

According to the deconstruction result, he could adjust the semi-finished product to improve the pass rate, eventually producing high-quality alchemical traps with a 100% success rate.

Cindy had asked him to help guard the third underground level, giving him 100,000 union coins as operating funds, with a promise to pay an equal amount as a reward after the end of Spray Powder Day.

Noland didn’t withhold any operating funds, using them all to buy alchemy materials.

That’s how these 16 alchemy traps came about.

They were enough to stop the ruthless gang gunmen, as for the gang’s alchemists, those would be dealt with by Kent’s team above.

Noland looked around in satisfaction, put on the hood of his alchemy cloak, and activated the alchemy runes inside the cloak.

Swift Runes – use wind elemental energy to increase movement speed, with an improvement of about 30%.

As soon as the rune was activated, his body became lighter, and the weight of the backpack felt as if it had disappeared.

Getting used to the effects of the rune, Noland pushed open the door of the underground staircase and entered the fourth underground level.

The air was filled with the stench of aberrations, and the walls were covered with mucus webs.

Wearing a breathing mask, Noland glanced left and right, checking his spell list.

During the previous battle with Coudal, he had harmlessly deconstructed “Martyr’s Ten Commandments – Summary” in the heat of the moment, obtaining two death -type magic spells.

One was the astonishingly powerful high-level death-type magic, “Evil Blast.”

The other was the “Breath of the Dead” which he did not have time to examine at that moment:

It consumes 0.1 point of Soul Strength and 1 point of Energy, allowing one to disguise themselves as one of the Walking Dead for the next hour. Losing vital signs such as heartbeat, body temperature, and breathing, exuding a faint stench of death, and appearing as a walking corpse with grayish-white skin. Upgrading increases the strength of the disguise.

Upon casting the “Breath of the Dead, ” a cold sensation came from his skin, penetrating the muscles and fat, and directly affecting his bones and soul.

“Is this what it feels like to be dead…”

Noland clenched his pale hands.

He could still feel the power of his muscles, but there was a constant sense of weakness in his heart, as if his body was an insensate piece of wood..