Constructing-Style Wizard

30 years ago, during the massive wall-building movement, the Alchemy Cathedral invested a vast amount of manpower and resources.

At least a third of the floors in the “Fissure Corridor” were used to temporarily store and transfer supplies.

In order to deliver urgently needed supplies to the alchemists underground as quickly as possible, the Alchemy Cathedral designed multiple vertical shafts stretching downward on each floor.

These vertical shafts were rapid descent channels, equipped with metal chains, rapid descent ropes, fall arresters, traction devices, and lifting platforms.

People could go down the rapid descent channels, and so could supplies.

Now, Aberrations could too, and they are far more flexible than humans and supplies in doing so.

Deep in the third underground level of Sector 7, there is a vertical shaft with a diameter of over 20 meters.

The vertical shaft is located in an open underground space.

According to the map given by Kent, this place was a food storage warehouse 30 years ago.

And that vertical shaft was connected to the recreational area on the 70th underground layer, specifically for transporting food ingredients required for the recreational area.

Theoretically speaking, if Noland Lee doesn’t mind getting dirty and has enough courage, he could jump into the vertical shaft and, with the help of gravity acceleration, crash on the floor of the 70th underground layer in no time.

But, well, he isn’t stupid and won’t do such a foolish thing.

Besides, the current situation here doesn’t allow him to do it anyway.

This place has been occupied by a large nest of Aberrations.

Ceilings, floors, walls, corners, wherever mucus can be accumulated, are all covered by body fluids secreted by Aberrations.

On the floor, there’s a thick mucus carpet, and in mid-air, there are silken mucus strands hanging down from the ceiling.

When the light hits this foul-smelling and sticky layer of mucus, the filthy, oily reflection can make everyone who loves cleanliness vomit.

“yue-”

Facing this messy scene, Noland directly gave a retching sound that echoed throughout the space.

Rustling noises came from various parts of the food storage warehouse, as countless quadrupedal humanoids wandered in the dark zone outside the light.

Thev scurried about like cockroaches that were startled.

One Aberration screamed towards the source of the light and rushed at it first.

Many other Aberrations responded to the scream and followed closely behind, rushing towards the human who disturbed their beautiful dreams with a retching sound. Their bodies seemed like black snakes swimming in a rotten pond, bringing a foul, gloomy wind with them.

Noland held the lantern in his hand, brought the corners of his mouth up, and grinned.

He threw the lantern towards the swarm of Aberrations, grabbed the revolver at his waist with his right hand, and fired a bullet.

The bullet shot towards the lantern in mid-air, shattered the glass cover for wind protection, and penetrated the fuel box with flickering firelight.

“Boom-”

A large flurry of sparks sprinkled the Aberrations, sizzling as if they were red-hot iron bars, scalding the Aberrations and causing blisters all over their bodies.

All the Aberrations that were dwelling in the food storage warehouse were enraged by his actions!

Noland took the opportunity while the Aberrations were collectively furious, turned around and ran into the corridor, and fled at full speed.

The Aberrations howled incessantly, rushed towards the corridor, and chased after Noland’s silhouette.

They used their hands and feet together, running wildly on the floor of the corridor, or leaping into the air, bouncing left and right off the walls on both sides.

A small portion of the Aberrations had an innate talent, with suction cups in their palms, and they could swing forward along the ceiling like monkeys.

Noland activated “Tracking the Living, ” glanced back at the scene behind him, and accelerated his pace.

Thirty corpses of Aberrations appeared in the corridor ahead, scattered haphazardly on the floor.

Noland stepped between the corpses, skillfully and quickly passed through this section of the corridor littered with corpses, as if he had practiced many times before.

After he left, the thirty Aberration corpses shakily stood up from the ground and formed a human wall of Aberrations, blocking the middle of the road.

The chasing Aberrations, upon seeing these peculiar counterparts, showed no signs of confusion or contemplation, nor did they halt their pursuit.

In their eyes, these lifeless counterparts were similar to dead objects like stones and walls.

They didn’t know why the dead counterparts could stand up, forming a wall, and they didn’t want to know.

They leaped like hurdling a barrier, wanting to jump over the human wall and continue pursuing the human not far away.

However, these thirty dead Aberrations were not willing to let them go.

Noland stopped about twenty or thirty meters away from the human wall, raised his revolvers, and turned to face his pursuers.

In his mind, he gave the thirty Aberration Lost Souls an attack command, and threw out three control spells.

The controlled Aberration Lost Souls became agitated, no longer standing still like fools. They bared their teeth, waved their limbs, and launched fierce attacks on the living Aberrations.

The living and the dead, the two groups of Aberrations with different life characteristics, fought together, and both sides entangled in chaos, effectively blocking the narrow corridor.

For a moment, the Aberrations pursuing Noland were thrown into chaos.

Noland tightened his arms, wrists, and the backs of his hands, shooting continuously with both hands.

“Bang bang…”

Bullets spun and flew out of the gun’s muzzle with sparks, not aiming for the enemies entangled by the Aberration Lost Souls, but targeting those who broke free and squeezed out of the “human pile..”