Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 274:118. Mysterious Linkage_4

Gulja and several Alchemy Slaves were busy working beside the alchemy furnace, preparing food and drinks for two Blackbone Hermits.

One of the Hermits had bronze-colored skin, was extremely thin and had severely sunken cheeks, without a mask on his face.

The other Hermit wore a black crow mask, and the black alchemy robe he wore was adorned with more patterns. He wore a bone ring with crow wing patterns on his fingers, which indicated a higher status.

“Young Master Raven, I received a message from Hickman Arlington last night,” said the maskless Hermit to the man wearing the crow mask:

“He said that the Elemental Judgement member went behind Hickman’s back and found another Death Clan Wizard to help. Fortunately, he discovered it in time and drove them away. Today, there will only be one Death Clan Wizard in the Elemental Judgement team that will come to trouble us, and there won’t be anyone else. I have confirmed with him several times that the Elemental

Judgement team will consist of one Second Ring Wizard, four First-Rank

Wizards, and dozens of armed team members from the Cat Society Security Company.

“Hmm.”

The Blackbone Hermit called Young Raven hummed lightly and said: “Coudaman, are the alchemy bombs set up in the Demon Rat Nest?” “Yes, sir,” replied the Hermit named Coudaman respectfully:

“As long as the people from Elemental Judgement are lured by Hickman Arlington to the pressure step board, the alchemy bombs on the ceiling of the nest will detonate. Even if they are not killed on the spot, they will fall into the nest due to the floor collapsing and be crushed by the traps below. Don’t worry, sir, I have personally checked everything. The alchemy bombs and pressure step board are absolutely fine.”

“Very good, Coudaman. You have done well.” Young Raven stood up and didn’t even glance at the dishes served by the Alchemy Slaves.

As he walked out of the memory scene, he said:

“I leave everything here to you, Coudaman. Once the people from Elemental

Judgement are dead, bring Hickman Arlington to me at Underground Layer 13. We will take in as many people who dare to trample on Elemental Judgement’s face as they come.”

“Yes, sir.” Coudaman stood up and bowed as he saw Young Raven off.

This was where the memory fragment ended.

It was the most important part of Gulja’s recent memories. The rest included eating, drinking, patting his belly, and urinating…

After watching the memory, Noland Lee understood everything at once.

That Hickman Arlington was indeed a cunning and sinister man, who had conspired with the Blackbone Hermits to deceive the female Meow Race.

Unacceptable.

No matter if it was because of his cooperation with Elemental Judgement or the beauty of the female Meow Race, Noland Lee decided to thoroughly sabotage the plans of the Blackbone Hermits.

Noland Lee pondered on his strategy in his mind, while also keeping an eye on Gulja’s perspective.

There was a large open area at the intersection of the corridors of Sector 8’s Underground Layer 10.

Here, the alchemy furnace, hanging beds, and simple alchemy platform were set up. This was the place Noland Lee saw in the memory scene.

This area was originally the temporary camp built by the Cat Society, but now it had been occupied by the Blackbone Hermits.

Next to the alchemy platform of the temporary camp was an alchemy slave sharpening a knife.

He saw Gulja staggering over and yelled at him:

“Gulja, why are you just getting back? Lord Coudaman took some people and went to squat near the pressure step board to ambush the Elemental Judgement’s women. He said that after you finish patrolling, just stay here and don’t go anywhere else. If you ruin the plan later because you’re so drunk, don’t blame me for telling Lord Coudaman!”

With an intoxicated and muddled expression, Gulja’s eyes were dull and his face dirty.

He raised his hand and waved it randomly, throwing the unopened bottle of Wheat Beer in his left hand.

As the knife-sharpening Alchemy Slave caught the bottle, he quickly took a big gulp and grinned with his mouth full of alcohol:

‘You sure know your place!”

Gulja waved his hand in response, walked past the alchemy platform without a word, passed through the crude camp, and entered another corridor.

The knife-sharpening Alchemy Slave was too busy drinking to notice Gulja’s actions.

The hole cut off the entire corridor and blocked the way forward.

It connected to a passage that led downward at an angle.

There was muck, feces, and messy mud footprints inside the passage. This was the underground passage leading to the Demonized Rat Nest, filled with a pungent stench that just wouldn’t dissipate.

Without a word, Gulja jumped into the hole and entered the dimly lit passage.

This way, he stepped into a Resourceful Sage Space.

Apart from the foul smell and floating dust in the air, there were also fluffy energy lines.

They moved slowly in mid-air like willow branches blown by the wind.

These energy lines could not be touched or controlled, and their colors varied.

They were a crucial criterion for distinguishing between the natural world and Sage Spaces.

Encountering such visible yet untouchable energy lines meant that one had entered a Sage Space unfolded by Sage Particles.

In textbook knowledge, these energy lines were defined as the stereo array lines of a Sage Space.

If a Sage Space is well maintained, the stereo array remains stable and the array lines will not be exposed.

However, if a Sage Space is neglected for a long time, it becomes unstable, and the stereo array gradually loses control, resulting in the appearance of visible array lines within the space.

In the entire Sage Space, the area with the densest energy lines is where the

Sage’s Lock lies..