Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 409: 143. Life and Death Duel

Translator: 549690339

Noland Lee flew forward a short distance, and no tentacles or corrupted soldiers caused trouble for him anymore.

He initially thought it was because Shubick found it unprofitable to fight him, but later discovered it was because the Alchemy Sage in the alchemy ship had clashed with the Tribal Leader of Shubick Descendants.

In the far distance, an alchemy ship, the Tribal Leader of Shubick Descendants, and a throng of busy black tentacles amidst a vast array of broken black shards appeared.

The alchemy ship appeared intact inside the Pollution Zone. As its controller, the Alchemy Sage never left the ship’s control room.

When entering the Pollution Zone, the “Spatial Transfer” failed to separate the Alchemy Sage and his ship.

As an alchemy creation designed specifically for war, it moved with unparalleled speed, reaching the Ceremony Site far faster than Noland Lee.

The Ceremony Site was the second thing he saw in the distance.

At first, the Ceremony Site consisted of flat patterns formed by Imperial Soldier blood on the ground.

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Now, it had turned into a floating three-dimensional figure with a fragmented appearance similar to a broken porcelain plate. The structure was pitch-black and broken into hundreds of shards.

The ritual connecting Outer Space had created a gap in the Star Filtering Net, serving as a Teleportation Gate to the Outer Space for Shubick. The Ceremony Site in the Pollution Zone acted as an anchor point for the Teleportation Gate, providing navigational guidance for Shubick.

The Outer Space gap had been closed, and the teleportation anchor point of the ritual lay in ruins.

For Shubick’s descendants in the Pollution Zone, repairing the teleportation anchor point and reopening the Outer Space gap was of utmost importance.

This led to a bustling scene of battle:

The Tribal Leader of Shubick Descendants was using its body, which was over a kilometer long, to tightly entangle the alchemy ship. It secreted a vast amount of corrosive black water from swollen bubbles to suppress the alchemy cannons on the ship, preventing it from shooting at the already shattered teleportation anchor point.

Combat Alchemists who were teleported into various parts of the Pollution Zone by the “Spatial Transfer” were now converging from all directions. They either tried to board the ship to help the Alchemy Sage fire energy beams or lingered outside the ship, using their alchemy firearms to attack the Tentacle Overlord.

While the Tentacle Overlord clashed with the alchemy ship, the other tentacles scrambled to repair the ritual array. They wrapped up the Array shards, piecing them together with sticky secretion from swollen bubbles.

A large bunch of black tentacles of roughly between Level 5 and Level 20 were completely absorbed in the task of repairing the teleportation anchor point.

The newly arrived Combat Alchemists had received orders from the Alchemy Sage to abandon the entangled Alchemy Ship, focusing their attacks on the Tentacles repairing the anchor point.

Two focal points of battle unfolded on the sbattlefield: The Tentacle Overlord fought the alchemy ship, while the Combat Alchemists battled the tentacle underlings.

Energy bullets and beams of elemental energy flew through the dark Pollution Zone, illuminating a wide swath of the area.

As Noland Lee arrived, the fierceness of the battle was clearly approaching its peak.

He cast “Soul Absorption” toward the wreckage of the fallen tentacles.

[System Message:]

[Failed to collect this time.]

[No soul fragments exist on the target wreckage.]

What an embarrassment.

All of these soul fragments from the tentacle remains were already absorbed by the Combat Alchemists.

These professional Alchemists, dressed in lightweight alchemy armor made of high-performance alchemical alloys and wielding powerful alchemy hand cannons, had mechanical arms mounted on their backs that carried alchemy energy shields and axes.

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Crystals embedded in their palms absorbed any soul fragments, which in turn released soul energy under the influence of the alchemy arrays, turning these fragments into the elemental energy needed for their alchemy weapons.

In Noland Lee’s eyes, soul fragments were casting materials. For the Combat Alchemists, they were energy supply lines on the battlefield.

Both sides needed the soul fragments.

After sthought, Noland Lee decided not to compete for the soul fragments with the Combat Alchemists to avoid any unnecessary trouble. He trusted the reputation of the Golden Commerce Guild, believing that they would fairly distribute the soul fragments in the soul-absorbing crystal after the battle. After all, these soul fragments were also part of the Spoils of War.

“If I hadn’t encountered the mutated tentacle, I wouldn’t have wasted thelping it build resistance. I would have been one of the first to arrive here, with a high chance of killing many tentacles. There are gains and losses. Missing out on scavenging for soul fragments has been compensated with the ‘Twilight Breathing Technique.’ This trade is still more than profitable.”

Noland Lee comforted himself in his mind.

He glanced at the scene where alchemists and tentacles were engaged in fierce combat and saw Derek Davis, who was hollering as he fired energy bullets.

Noland Lee went up to greet him, then wisely left the battlefield.

It wasn’t out of cowardice, but rather because stray bullets could catch him amidst all the alchemy magical energy bullets and beam waves being fired around.

Just moments ago, when he cast “Soul Absorption,” he got ever so slightly closer to the center of the battlefield. In the short the spent near the center, he was hit by dozens of bullets, resulting in his shield’s strength rapidly dropping.

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