Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 393: 140. Chicken Theft Plan_2

Unexpectedly, Denise didn’t respond.

Noland checked his Personal Panel and the “Magic Contract” column. The Companion Witches contract was still active.

Denise hadn’t perished.

“Denise?”

Noland called out again.

After waiting several seconds, Denise’s slightly panicked voice sounded in Noland’s mind.

“Noland! The sea area near Gold Island has been invaded by alien space! Did something happen on your end?”

Noland raised an eyebrow and asked:

“Were you just talking to your Lecturer Professor?”

“Yes, did you call for me? I couldn’t hear you in the Dreamscape. I’m sorry,” Denise responded apologetically.

Noland said:

“It’s fine. I was about to tell you about the alien space situation. The exploration ship is currently docked in Eastern Region No.116, next to the Lost Sea Fog in Region No.117. The team members might be contaminated by extraterrestrial space pollution. Miss Esme Smith is probing them to verify the situation.”

“You’re not affected, right? Noland.”

“Of course not. Our soul contract hasn’t been terminated, which means I haven’t been polluted. Don’t worry, I’m doing well,” Noland said with a nod.

“Oh, right. Since the soul contract is intact, your soul hasn’t been corrupted.”

Denise sighed with relief, her mind slightly more at ease:

“As long as you’re fine, take care of yourself. My lecturer professor just dragged me into the Dreamscape, and she told me that the Mass Wizard Tombs’ Ulnas Circle has detected a 30-kilometer wide Outer Space Gap above Alchemist Island. The Mass Wizard Tombs have issued commands to the Death Herald Guild and Elemental Judgement in Union City to investigate the cause of the Outer Space Gap as soon as possible. Should I tell my professor about the cargo ship? ”

Noland thought for a moment and said:

“Tell her, Denise. Matters have degrees of urgency. Perhaps what we’re doing tonight must be kept secret, but if there’s a major incident like alien space invasions, the truth must be told. Otherwise, if we don’t talk about it now and someone finds out that we were near the Outer Space Gap, we won’t have any explanations. Don’t you agree?”

“Mm, you’re right,” Denise quickly agreed.

“When you tell your professor, just talk about the cargo ship situation and don’t mention anything else. The more you say, the more mistakes you might make. Understand?”

“Mm, mm, mm! In that case, I’ll tell my professor.”

“Go ahead.”

Noland disconnected the Soul Perception with Denise and squinted at the increasingly agitated Hudson.

“Miss Esme Smith! I’ve said it many times before, we’ve already tested alchemy weaponry in the Lost Sea Fog last time. I don’t see the need to test again!”

Hudson’s dark face was flushed with a strange red hue.

He appeared quite irritated with Esme, who was obsessing over testing alchemy weaponry, and seemed to be losing his temper.

“Enough! Miss!” Hudson raised both arms, shaking his palms in front of him:

“Can we leave the testing of alchemy weaponry aside for now, please! Let’s monitor the alien space noise in the fog first! You really should listen carefully and feel the difference between the inside and outside of the fog…”

Esme Smith exchanged glances with Derek Davis, her face flickering with a hint of sadness. She had confirmed Hudson was contaminated.

Derek reached for the longsword behind him, casting a “prepare to move” glance at the other team members.

Hudson and the other contaminated exploration team members detected a strangeness in the air, instantly realizing that their corrupt truth had been discovered by Esme Smith and the Golden Merchant’s Sword.

Their complexions turned gloomy, black smoke swirling in the depths of their eyes as they stared at the only wizard present.

Without needing to ask or think, it was the wizard who had discerned the corruption of their souls.

Eight exploration team members, both men and women, varied in stature and appearance, but now all wore cold expressions, speaking in the same tone and rhythm:

“Damn you, wizard. You’ve ruined my plans.”

The overlapping voices of the eight people were both hoarse and dark.

There was a person hiding behind the scenes, controlling these eight exploration team members.

Facing the threat of the hidden figure, Noland gestured a middle finger at the eight corrupted team members.

The Golden Merchant’s Sword and Esme Smith summoned their alchemy weaponry, surrounding the corrupt team members in the outer corridor.

The corrupted team members’ eyes were filled with black smoke, thin wisps of smoke seeping from their eye sockets, drifting upwards.

Without waiting for the Golden Merchant’s Sword and Esme Smith to make a move, the heads of the corrupt team members swelled up, their skin stretched to near transparency, the network of blood vessels clearly visible with large clouds of black smoke violently swirling inside.

“They’re going to explode!” Derek yelled.

Everyone activated the defensive Array/Formation on their alchemy weaponry, conjuring shields or barriers of elemental energy to protect themselves.

0.3 seconds after Derek’s words, “Boom, boom, boom, boom”, eight consecutive explosions rang out in the outer corridor. The fierce black airwaves instantly shredded the cabin’s walls and floor, rushing into the cabin’s interior.

Noland instantly cast a “Magic Shield” on himself, then felt the endless black smoke attack from all directions, his body lifted by the explosive shockwave, flying towards the porthole on the other side.

“Crack!”

The porthole shattered, and Noland was thrown out of the exploration ship by the shockwave, tracing an arc in the sky and falling towards the sea surface more than ten meters away.