Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 366: 134. Bombing the Nest_3

“I said! You guys! Check the pipeline junctions quickly! Start from the Steam Boiler Room! Hurry up!!!”

The Blackbone Hermits finally distinguished their superior’s voice from the noisy alarms.

But before they could move, an explosion roared from the artificial incubation room.

“Boom!”

“Beep—Beep—”

The alarm weakened a bit. The explosion just now destroyed many alarm formations.

Talbot jumped anxiously in place and pulled the Blackbone Hermit beside him towards the artificial incubation room:

“Hurry up! Hurry up! Follow me!! Damn it!! I can tell! It’s the nutrient solution diversion container in the artificial incubation room that’s having a problem!!”

A group of Blackbone Hermits rushed towards the artificial incubation room in a headlong sprint, encountering several patrol teams rushing to the artificial incubation room along the way.

Murky liquid mixed with grey limb fragments flowed out from the doorway of the artificial incubation room, forming a sticky mucus carpet on the corridor floor.

Whether it was the Blackbone Hermits on duty patrol or those specifically responsible for operating the machinery factory, they all felt a chill rushing towards their heads!

They didn’t wait for Talbot’s orders and rushed towards the door of the artificial incubation room.

“Damn it! The liquid separator exploded!”

“It’s over, it’s over! The diversion container fell from the ceiling, definitely smashing a lot of culture tanks on the ground!”

“My God! I see limb fragments of aberrations! Just how many culture tanks were shattered in that blast!?”

The Blackbone Hermits arrived at the door, striking the door heavily. But the sluice gate of the artificial incubation room wouldn’t budge, as if it were rusted shut.

Looking through the door gap, the Blackbone Hermits stared in horror at a chaotic scene:

The culture tanks were collectively shattered, with glass slag and murky liquid flowing all over the floor.

“All of you get out of the way! A bunch of useless trash!”

Talbot saw that his subordinates couldn’t even open the door, and he was furious.

He pushed the Blackbone Hermits blocking the door out of the way, transformed from human form to black bone piece form, and 30 dark bone fragments floated in the air.

These 30 black bone pieces did not strike the door, but instead drilled through the door gap.

Only then did the Blackbone Hermits who had previously struck the door realize how stupid they were. They eagerly activated their black bone piece form and slipped into the door gap with their bone bodies.

As soon as they entered the messy artificial incubation room, everyone’s eyes were drawn to a black liquid with a dark green glow.

“What is this stuff?”

Talbot undid his bone piece form, standing on the filthy floor in his emaciated human shape.

He looked at the strange liquid on the ceiling, with a puzzled look in his eyes, momentarily forgetting to check the alarm formation.

The other Blackbone Hermits also turned back into human form, staring blankly at the black liquid together with Talbot.

This liquid flowed from several large outlets, forming black water pillars between the ceiling and the floor.

The outlets were the liquid pipeline exits connected to the liquid diversion container.

Under normal circumstances, the liquid separator would be suspended from the ceiling, using gravity to divert liquid into various soft tubes.

But at this moment, the metal-made liquid separator was shattered by the explosion, splashing large pieces of black liquid everywhere.

The explosion’s impact destroyed more than half of the culture tanks.

The aberrations that fell out of the culture tanks were stained by the black liquid, emitting sizzling smoke. The aberrations closed their eyes tightly, convulsing violently in their sleep for a dozen seconds before dying.

It was during this brief moment of the Blackbone Hermits’ stunned reactions that at least two or three hundred aberrations in the artificial incubation room were killed by the black liquid.

“Where did this black liquid come from? How could it appear in the nutrient solution pipeline?” Talbot bent down, stretched out a black finger, and dipped some black liquid on his hand.

Thanks to the advantage that the Blackbone Body did not have life traits, his lethal operation did not cause any harm.

But similarly, he couldn’t see anything from the black liquid, only feeling that the dark green glow in the liquid was quite eerie.

“Sir…Sir, look over there.”

One Blackbone Hermit stuttered, raising his hand to point at the dead aberrations, staring at the creepy scene.

Talbot followed the other’s gaze, and his body immediately stiffened.

He saw dozens of dead aberrations shakily standing up and stumbling towards them.

“Sir…These aberrations seem to have mutated…”

“Bullshit!” Talbot glared, cursing:

“This is fucking Death Magic!! You idiots!! We’ve been invaded by Death Wizards!! Why haven’t you gone to the nutrition repository and shut the valve of the liquid pipeline yet!!”

After this reminder from Talbot, the Blackbone Hermits finally realized what was going on.

“Death Magic? What kind of Death Magic can control corpses?!”

“Who’s invading us?”

Talbot scolded his dumbfounded subordinates:

“Who else could it be?! In the entire Death Clan, only the Undead Branch studies how to control corpses! We’ve been fucking invaded by the Death Herald Guild! All of you go shut the valve! Go, go…”

Before Talbot could finish speaking, dozens of aberration undead surrounded them.

Talbot thought that this group of undead controlled by the wizards was there to hold him and the others back.