NOVPUBChapter 1102: 348. Find someone to help_2
And the treasure they had been longing for was the Corpse Essence of the Gatherer of Corpses.
Noland Lee estimated in his heart that this letter was very likely sent to Dekart by the Lecturer Professor of the Soul Shaping Society.
Given the close cooperation between the Soul Shaping Society and the Dark Divine Cult of Outer Space, it was only this wizard force confined to the sub-dimensional plane that would aid the Dark Deities in reviving their dark gods.
The Death Herald Guild, with its boundless obsession with corpses and death, was undoubtedly the “gun” that the Soul Shaping Society could utilize.
Noland pondered silently for a moment, but his hands didn’t stop moving.
He estimated the time it would take to open the Alchemy Gate, and said to Nolin,
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“Bring in the Capacitor Package Device Spirits, and wipe out that group of wizards. The wizards lingering on the other levels of the Floating Island must also be eradicated. I have a score to settle with them.”
Nolin felt the chill in Noland’s words, and upon hearing that Noland had a prior grudge with them, she replied gravely,
“Yes, Sir. I will annihilate every single one of them, leaving not a corpse behind.”
“Very good, go on. Leave the task of unlocking the Alchemy Gate to me,” Noland said with satisfaction, nodding his head.
In order to prevent ‘Gilence’s Power’ from having a negative effect on the Mechanos within the Magic Pouch, Noland handed over the Magic Pouch to Nolin only after sending her outside the tower.
Without a second word, Nolin took out over a thousand Capacitor Package Device Spirits and Illusion Mechanism Spirits from the Magic Pouch and formed an invisible bombing array in the air.
Noland had no time to watch the battle from the sidelines; he turned and went back to the Alchemy Gate to continue his work.
He had already used Deconstruction to see that the seven-ring and eight-ring wizards of the Death Herald Guild would definitely not be a match for over a thousand Capacitor Package Device Spirits.
There was a colossal chasm in the numeric value of the battle between the two sides, making a reversal by the Death Herald Guild impossible.
Noland wasn’t worried that Dekart’s Magic Avatar would inform his main body of the existence of the Capacitor Package Device Spirits.
Because one thing about Magic Avatars, they can only merge their memories with the main body if they return alive to the sub-dimensional plane.
If they were to regenerate in the sub-dimensional plane after death, the Magic Avatar would not retain any memories from before death.
Otherwise, the Magic Avatar would have to write a letter or send a message during the battle.
But Noland believed that Nolin wouldn’t give them any chance to do so.
“Let’s see how Nolin performs,” he thought.
Noland focused his mind and began inscribing Alchemy Runes.
“Boom…”
A very faint vibration came from the outside, accompanied by the faintest hint of a shriek.
About a minute passed, and the Alchemy Gate disintegrated in a blaze of elemental brilliance. Nolin also sent her battle report.
“Sir, all enemies have been annihilated, with no survivors left, and no one has transmitted the state of the battle from here,” she reported.
Noland activated his Magic Vision to take a look at the scene outside.
The ninth level of the Floating Island was scorched to a pitch-black wasteland, a total mess, with burnt marks everywhere.
All the wizards of the Death Herald Guild, driven mad by the Corpse Essence of the Gatherer, were dead.
Their remains were arranged by Nolin on the ground for Noland to inspect.
Noland used Deconstruction one by one to confirm their identities and their fates.
Even the few Death Herald Guild Wizards who lingered on the other levels of the Floating Island were among them.
Looking at the scene before him, Noland didn’t feel much joy, nor could he say he was excited.
Perhaps from the moment he escaped from the Tatis Empire, the members of the Death Herald Guild were already dead.
But Noland still expressed his genuine appreciation,
“Well done. You’ve avenged me, Nolin, thank you. Wait outside for now; I’ll be out shortly,” he said.
“Okay, Sir~” Nolin responded with a smile in her voice.
“Also, tidy up the battlefield, erasing all traces of the fight. I’ve got plenty of ‘Repair Scrolls’ for you in your Magic Pouch,” Noland instructed. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
“Yes, Sir.”
Noland closed his Magic Vision and looked up towards the Teleportation Room behind the Alchemy Gate.
There was no mist in this place, but it was filled with omnipresent purple-black radiance.
The source of the radiance was the double helix light ribbon at the center of the Light Column.
Just like being printed by a 3D printer, it formed little by little within the Light Column from bottom to top.
It was the main reason for Noland’s journey here, the Corpse Essence of the Gatherer of Corpses.
Between Noland and it, several tendrils extending from the Blood Sun Divine Seal Descendants wove together into a dilapidated flesh and blood eyeball from beneath the ground.
This creature was still trying to haggle with Noland, persuading him to give up on the Corpse Essence.
Noland simply raised two fingers and fired several ‘Death Two Fingers.’
The black rays were not affected in the slightest by ‘Gilence’s Power’ and retained their straight trajectory, landing precisely upon the flesh and blood eyeball.
“Pfft, pfft.”
Two explosions of black spark detonated on the flesh and blood eyeball.
A look of surprise and confusion appeared in the fleshly pupil of the eyeball.
A string of characters formed quickly from the tendrils:
“How exactly are you resisting the time distortion? The unstable flow of time should have torn you to pieces, so why have you and your spells been unaffected? Who are you really?!”
Noland didn’t bother with it. He drew his Death Wand from his waist and jabbed it several times.
After a series of black rays, the flesh and blood eyeball burst with a pop and decayed into rot under the influence of ‘Gilence’s Power.’
The Blood Sun Seal Descendants should not have been so fragile.
But since they had poured their energies into the ritual array, they inevitably fell into a state of energy deficiency, making them incapable of resisting ‘Gilence’s Power.’
