Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 199 - 199:105. Mysterious Ray Lee_2

Kent pulled out a pendant from under his clothes, grabbed a grayish light ball from his own alchemy stone, and slapped it on his head.

The gray light ball melted like ice, spreading from Kent’s head to his feet.

In just a second’s time, a plain-looking gray armor appeared on Kent’s body.

On his head was a cylindrical metal helmet, with two metal horns pointing towards the heavens on top.

In his left hand, he held a metal round shield, and in his right hand, a rifle with an ax attached to the barrel.

Kent took a deep breath, stomping his foot hard on the ground, leaving a crater in the grass, and rocketed into the sky like a cannonball.

A brief gust of wind brushed past Noland Lee’s head, and Kent had already disappeared into battle mode.

Noland looked up to see Kent flying in an arc in the air.

Heading straight towards the opposite team, a dull iron-gray glow appeared on his body, blocking all bullets.

At the moment he landed, violent gunshots erupted from the Ferocious Hound Gang’s ranks, sounding like the piercing roar of an executioner before carrying out their sentence, as one burst of bloody blossoms bloomed in the dark night.

The security team’s pressure was greatly reduced, and the enemy’s line of fire was all diverted to Kent.

“Fire the grenade!” Mark growled, raising his hand and shooting the grenade lodged in his muzzle.

Noland’s revolver hadn’t been modified, so he couldn’t fire Iron Thorn Shield Security Firm’s specially designed grenades.

As the other team members fired grenades, Noland focused all his attention on searching for the enemy’s Extraordinary.

Five grenades soared across the battlefield, landing in the Ferocious Hound Gang’s ranks, exploding large shards and shredding the gunmen who hadn’t mastered Extraordinary powers.

At this moment, the bushes behind Fars shuddered, and a huge werewolf leaped out, followed by a large group of drooling, red-eyed wolfdogs.

This was a coordinated attack!

Kent left his own ranks to launch a surprise attack from the enemy’s rear.

At the same time, the Werewolf, still commanding the wolfdogs, circled behind the security team, aiming directly at Fars carrying their goods.

A large group of frenzied red-eyed wolfdogs rushed in, attacking the security team members who had just fired grenades, grasping their wrists with sharp teeth, shaking their heads from side to side and violently biting.

Despite being protected by the bulletproof water membrane, the werewolf lunged at Fars.

He knew he couldn’t break through Fars’ water membrane in a short amount of time.

He simply spread his arms, hugged Fars tightly, hooked his claws into the water membrane, forcibly restrained Fars, bit down on his head, and turned to leave.

“Hahaha! You Iron Thorn Shield trash, this alchemist and his mountain spring water are mine now!!!”

The werewolf laughed arrogantly and taunted.

The security team members had their wrists clamped down by the wolfdogs, and couldn’t even raise their guns, let alone use bullets to stop the werewolf from leaving.

Just as the werewolf was about to step into the bushes, a transparent lightning bolt struck from behind him.

“Ahhhhh!”

The werewolf immediately let go of Fars and fled like a madman, wailing like a ghost, completely disregarding the wolfdogs on the scene and his original goals.

Crawling on the ground, he frantically scrambled away from the battlefield, vanishing into the dark night within just a few seconds.

As he left, the red-eyed wolfdogs began to foam at the mouth and fell to the ground, convulsing.

The security personnel finally freed themselves from the wolfdogs’ grasp, raising their guns and shooting at the convulsing creatures.

Fars returned to the team, collapsing next to the motorcycle, patting his chest in terror:

“Whew, next time I need to leave some offensive runes on my alchemy stone, so I don’t get ripped off like prey by these Ferocious Hound Gang scumbags.”

Mark killed the wolfdogs in front of him, looked up in the direction where the werewolf had disappeared, and said confusedly:

“What just happened? Why did that ‘Wolfpack Guard’ run away?” Everyone looked at Alchemist Fars, the only alchemist on the scene.

“No, it wasn’t me. In order to transport all of this month’s spring water, I removed all the extra runes from my alchemy stone, leaving only the runes needed for storing water and the ‘Bulletproof Water Film Rune’.”

Fars looked at Noland:

“But, I did sense a faint enerzv fluctuation, as if it were emanating from Rav

Lee…

Everyone stared blankly at him.

“Cough, cough, cough…” Noland wheezed weakly.

His sunglasses were skewed on his face, covering his left eye, but his right eye was exposed.

As Noland coughed, he lowered his right lens.

Everyone looked at his coughing, just in time to see the pitch-black right eye of Noland. They instantly felt chills running down their spines.

Even with his right eye covered by his lowered lens, the chilling sensation in their hearts did not stop immediately.

“Cough, cough, cough… It was me… an extraordinary ability with a cost… cough, cough, cough… Don’t let your guard down, my ability can only keep the werewolf away for a little while, he will be back soon.”

Noland glanced at Fars as he spoke.

What did he say just now?

Detected an energy fluctuation?

It seemed that alchemists, an extraordinary profession focusing on the ‘Spirit’ attribute, were much stronger in sensing energy fluctuations than the ‘Toughness’-focused Biochemical Giants..