Chapter 387 - Chapter 387: 138. Universe Noise_2 (1/2)
Chapter 387: 138. Universe Noise_2
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Noland Lee scanned the area and shook his head:
“No one.”
Derek Davis said:
“Those soldiers went into the cargo hold, and the lieutenant is commanding them to clean up the clutter in there. It doesn’t seem like they’ll return to the upper deck anytime soon. Why don’t you head to the captain’s quarters and look for any important documents? If things go south, you can jump ship and circle around to meet up with me from the stern.”
“That’s precisely what I plan to do.” Noland nodded.
Derek took out a multifunctional mechanical lock opening tool from the Alchemy Stone and put it in Noland’s hand:
“Here, we call this the Octopus Centipede. Just fiddle with it a bit, and you’ll know how to use it.”
Noland used Deconstruction on the centipede-shaped metal tool in his hand and learned how to use it.
“I’m off, Derek. Be careful.”
Noland walked slowly, planning to leave.
Before he took three steps, Derek muttered in confusion behind him:
“What the hell are these guys doing? Self-harm? It’s just cleaning the cargo hold; there’s no need to stab themselves with daggers, right?”
Noland stopped, looked back at the puzzled Derek, and then looked down at the lower deck.
Through his Magic Vision, he could see that the group of Imperial Soldiers seemed to be smearing something on the ground.
Noland used Deconstruction to consume some Energy Points and obtain the information about the soldiers’ status bars.
“The target is currently being affected by Yasde’s ‘Evil Domination’.” This sentence appeared in Noland’s mind.
Connecting this information with the self-harm behavior Derek mentioned, Noland’s pupils shrank as he realized what the group of soldiers was doing.
“Derek, get your Mechanical Crab out of here now.”
Noland came up to him and spoke in a serious tone:
“Hurry, hurry.”
Without questioning Noland, Derek flicked his right hand, tracing an arc in the air to control the Mechanical Crab to make a 180-degree turn.
He continuously gestured with his right hand, asking at the same time:
“What’s wrong, Ray Lee? Do you know what those soldiers are doing?”
“I have some guesses, but I’m not sure. Judging from their actions, they seem to be creating a certain kind of ritual array.” Noland stared at the lower deck as he spoke.
Derek was stunned:
“A ritual array? Aren’t they Imperial Soldiers? How come they know this stuff? Is it the Death Herald Guild’s magic ritual?”
“No, it’s not.” Noland denied decisively.
“Pitter-patter, pitter-patter, pitter-patter…”
Light and rapid footsteps came from around the corner of the corridor.
The Mechanical Crab sped along the wall and quickly landed on its master’s palm.