Chapter 370 - Chapter 370: 134. Bombing the Nest_7 (1/2)
Chapter 370: 134. Bombing the Nest_7
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“Hmm-hmm! I’ll listen to you.”
At the moment when Noland Lee was about to arrive at Union City, about 300 kilometers away in the Savage Stone Wasteland, the Golden Merchant’s Swords were busy cleaning up the battlefield.
The sewage here was everywhere, covered with glass slag, bloody water, and limb fragments.
The walls of the corridors and workshops were full of cracks and smudges formed by explosions, and thousands of aberration corpses piled up several low hills.
The air was extremely polluted. Ordinary people found it difficult to breathe and had to wear breathing masks.
It was probably only the beings like aberrations, Blackbone Hermits, and skeletons that could move freely in such a terrible environment.
The vice-captain under Derek Davis, Angela Anderson, walked towards the captain who was standing in front of a metal gate:
“Captain, the people who checked the aberration cave said that all the Flywing Mutants there have died, and not a single one survived.”
Derek, wearing a breathing mask, nodded heavily:
“It’s inevitable, Angela. After the Nest Core leaves, all the aberrations inside the nest will inevitably die.”
“The Nest Core has left? Isn’t it supposed to be fixed in the central chamber? Can it even walk?” Under the breathing mask, a puzzled expression arose on Angela’s freckled face.
She followed Derek’s gaze towards the central chamber.
It was a strange room made of rocks and twisted blood vessels.
Grey stone walls were occupied by grey blood vessels, similar to a fungus mat. These grey blood vessels had a radial pattern, originating from the center of the room and spreading outwards.
In the center of the room, there was a high platform with an alchemy array sketched on it.
Although there should have been something on the platform, it was nowhere to be found. It only left a prominent dent on the mucus mat it was once placed.
Near the platform, grey blood vessels hang down. Judging from the irregular tear marks on the blood vessel openings, someone forcibly tore these blood vessels apart and took the thing on the platform away.
“The Nest Core is gone, Angela.”
Derek stepped into the central chamber, went up the steps onto the high platform, and walked around the alchemy array on the ground:
“Those Blackbone Hermits set up an alchemy array to summon the Nest Core here, which is what we see now. Normally, the Nest Core should be hanging on the alchemy array. But it’s gone now.”
Two rows of delicate footprints appeared on the mucus around the high platform, stretching from the alchemy array to the corner of the central chamber, and connected to a hole on the wall.
“Something carried the Nest Core into the tunnel.”
With a frown, Derek squatted and carefully examined the footprints:
“These are the traces of webbed feet. Was it a duck that took the Nest Core away?”
“Captain!” A team member ran in, holding a letter in his hand:
“There’s an urgent letter from the Chamber of Commerce, you should take a look.”
Derek opened the envelope, read it once, then waved his hand and said:
“Quick, follow me, catch the wizard who took away the Nest Core. As expected, there is a wizard criminal here. The Blackbone Secret Society must have been instructed by him to build this artificial nest.”
Derek led the team into the tunnel.
After a short while, they returned disappointed to the central chamber.
Derek waved his arm angrily:
“Damn, the tunnel is blocked by heavy soil and rocks. If we had come a little earlier, we would have definitely caught that weak wizard criminal. And maybe even got a reward from Elemental Judgement.”
In a single cottage in Sector 7.
Noland Lee was taking a bath in the washing room while reviewing the deconstruction results.