Chapter 283 - Chapter 283: 119. Bountiful Harvest_6 (1/2)
Chapter 283: 119. Bountiful Harvest_6
Translator: 549690339
– -Your esteemed lecturer professor, Dekart.]
“Bone Spirit Flight Technique’? That sounds pretty good.”
Noland Lee directly consumes energy points to learn the newly acquired spell blueprint.
He quickly sketches the spell blueprint in his mind.
“Pfft.”
A black light flashes, accompanied by a very faint air rhythm.
In the blink of half a second, Noland Lee’s body explodes into a large pile of gray particles, turning into a white skull with gray glow in the eye sockets.
“Wow, I’ve become a flying skeleton head.”
Noland Lee tries to navigate through the corridor.
The agile flying skull avoids the oncoming aberrations and mucus webs, ascending, diving, stopping abruptly in midair, turning around, performing various flying actions.
Noland Lee returns to the stable position in the staircase and reverts to human form.
After glancing at the panel information, Noland Lee has a clear assessment of the “Bone Spirit Flight Technique”.
“Bone Spirit Flight Technique”, currently at level 1, has a top speed of 1 meter per second and consumes 0.1 soul strength points per kilometer.
Leveling up can increase the flight speed.
Generally speaking, its flight speed is similar to “Death Flight”, but the external appearance of the spell is much more low-key than “Death Flight”, with only a slight faint light inside the skull.
Noland Lee steadies his mind and reaches out to open the metal sluice gate leading to the underground third floor.
A smell of blood drifts out and enters Noland Lee’s nostrils.
“Bang bang bang…”
‘Why are there alchemy traps here!”
“Don’t be dumbfounded! Hurry up and bring the bomb, and blow up the electrified wire mesh in the alchemical trap!”
“Those guys with Iron Thorn Shields are really cunning! They didn’t send people to guard here, but they set up so many alchemy traps!”
“Bang bang…”
“Buzz… ”
As Noland Lee’s eyebrows raise, he knows that his own alchemy traps are making the gang members howl in disorder.
The sound resembling power surges, “buzzing” is the noise produced when the electrified wire mesh is energized.
In order to ensure that he does not have to worry about the state of the underground third floor, Noland Lee added sufficient firepower and defense to the alchemy traps.
These alchemy traps are not only powerful but also not easily damaged. In addition to the electrified wire mesh, there are cross-shaped flame jet traps that spray flame pillars, directional spray of acid and mucus in corrosive traps, and so on.
Ordinary firearms are incapable of inflicting effective damage on alchemy traps, naturally making the gang gunmen howl in pain.
“I’ll stay here for the time being. Hunting down a few reckless gang alchemists will also yield spoils of war and soul fragments.”
Noland Lee enters the underground third-floor corridor, releases the “Breath of the Dead”, and retains the “Life and Death Tracking”.
He casts a “Magic Shield”, takes out an alchemical crossbow and a revolver, and begins to exchange fire with the enemy.
“There! The damned alchemist who set up the alchemy traps is there!”
“Bang!”
A gang gunman who discovered Noland Lee’s whereabouts dies from a bullet hitting him between the eyebrows.
“Quickly kill him! Kill him before he summons alchemy weapons!” “Concentrate fire! You guys cover me, I’ll fire the grenade!”
“Bang bang bang…” The gunshots alternate.
“Whizz whizz whizz…” Crossbow arrows are fired.
“Buzz buzz buzz…” Electric currents surge on the wire mesh.
“Crack crack…” The shield cracks and quickly solidifies.
After the fierce and brief exchange of fire, Noland Lee clears out all enemies on the underground third floor.
The gang marksmen never understood why Noland Lee didn’t summon alchemy weapons and still managed to kill them.
Noland Lee himself also finds it hard to grasp his own strength.
He is not an alchemist with an alchemy stone but can control advanced alchemy techniques to create alchemy traps.
He is not a wizard with the backing of a magic professor, his chain-level is uncertain, but he can master a large number of spells.
It’s as if he’s a unique entity that hovers outside various exceptional systems.
He draws knowledge and nourishment from existing exceptional systems, enriches himself, while also not being restricted by the other party’s rules.
As if he created the system himself.
If that’s true, what would he call his system?
Noland Lee collected the spoils of war while pondering this question.