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Chapter 236: 112. Start brushing, start brushing_5

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If the Golden Commerce Guild knew that they had a wizard who was willing to clean up aberrations among their ranks, they’d laugh in their sleep.

Businessmen, after all, always put profits first, and they would never refuse an opportunity for gain.

Moreover, within the territory of the Golden Federation, wizards other than those specifically declared illegal were not considered criminals, they just couldn’t openly come to the forefront. This was much better than the ghostly situation in the Tatis Empire.

By turning a blind eye to Noland Lee’s existence, the Golden Commerce Guild didn’t break any of the laws and rules set by the Alchemy Cathedral, and could not be accused of harboring illegal forces.

As long as Noland didn’t do anything excessive, this tacit agreement could be maintained.

Once he understood this, Noland became more measured in his actions.

In the dim tunnel, he activated “Tracking the Living”, cast a “Magic Shield”, and took a revolver in each hand.

With no onlookers, this series of operations became much easier.

He pushed open the sluice gate of the staircase, descending to the third underground level.

Jumping over the foam-sealed hollow, he continued forward until he saw traces of battle on the ground.

A dozen small aberrations were torn in half by sharp weapons, their bodies lining the walls of the corridor. Blood from the aberrations was splattered all over the walls.

As Noland passed the corpses of the aberrations, he silently chanted “Collect Soul Fragments”.

[System Message: ] [Soul Strength +0.1 point]

[Soul Strength +0.1 point]

Not bad, these corpses were fresh, and each had soul fragments.

Noland collected soul fragments as he continued forward.

Not far away, he saw a metal gate that was wide open on the wall.

According to the map provided by Kent, this gate led to the fourth underground level, and should normally be closed.

Noland noticed claw marks left by the leopard on the door frame and bolt, probably the work of Fars Scott.

He considered it, then left the door half-closed without locking or barring it, as a return route for Fars and Kent.

The fourth underground level might still have some fresh aberration corpses, but it also posed unknown dangers.

Faced with this tempting yet dangerous situation, Noland decisively bypassed the metal gate and continued deeper into the third underground level, acting as if he had no knowledge of the soul fragments available on the fourth underground level. He was just that cautious.

About 20 seconds later, the air became more acrid, indicating the presence of aberrations ahead.

Noland brought up his skill list, investing 100 Energy Points into “Tracking the Living” to raise it from level 1 to level 5.

His vision suddenly cleared, and the horizontal range of his sight was extended from the original 20 meters to 60 meters.

Many swaying red silhouettes entered Noland’s vision, running towards him. Judging by the way these creatures moved on all fours, they were aberrations.

“Bring it on.”

Noland grinned, raising both arms and pointing his revolvers at the two aberrations at the front.

Two transparent bolts of lightning shot out, instantly covering fifty meters and piercing the aberrations.

The two aberrations suddenly stopped in their tracks, colliding with the ones following closely behind.

Instantly, chaos ensued as the creatures roared and screeched. With the help of “Tracking the Living”, Noland could easily discern the aberrations’ movements and attacks. When an aberration opened its mouth, he knew.

He even knew how they opened their mouths.

Noland aimed at the top of an aberration’s head, slightly lowering his aim, and fired the first bullet with a loud bang.

“Splurt!”