Constructing-Style Wizard

: 130. Accurate prediction

Translator: 549690339

“Whirr  Whirr”

35 double-winged mutants are flying about twenty to thirty meters above ground level.

They fly in pairs, carrying 17 sturdy metal boxes over the Sand Sea.

The leader of the double-winged mutants flies at the forefront of the formation, rotating its head as it scans its surroundings.

As a mutant devoid of facial features, it collects olfactory and audio information through the tiny pores scattered over its skin.

In corridors, tunnels, caves, and other underground spaces, the mutants are extraordinarily good at distinguishing friend from foe. Even for humans hiding hundreds of meters away and behind several right angle turns, they still can identify them.

However, in the notorious Savage Stone Wasteland characterized by dry air and porous sand, the sounds don’t carry far before being thoroughly absorbed by the sand.

Consequently, the mutants’ sensory abilities that rely on sounds and smells are significantly impaired.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

A sudden catastrophe is looming.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!…”

Consecutive explosions let loose over the Sand Sea.

More than a dozen pitch-black alchemy cannon barrels emerge from the sand to launch cannonballs at the double-winged mutants in the sky.

These 70-millimeter alchemy cannon barrels, at a rate of three shots per second, launch over fifty alchemy cannonballs towards the double-winged mutants in a mere second.

The alchemy cannonballs explode mid-air, giving out no bright flames or intense heat like a regular explosion. They spread loads of a powdery white substance into the air instead.

All the double-winged mutants are enveloped by the large mushroom cloud with over a hundred meters in diameter.

Not giving the double-winged mutants any chance to react, a silhouette emerged from the Alchemy Cloak disguised as sand dunes and fired a shot into the white smoke.

The alchemical bullet wrapped in electrical sparks penetrated the white smoke with a ‘whoosh’, igniting an overbearing electrical storm!

“Zap! Zap! Zap!”

The white smoke collectively explodes, electricity snakes everywhere, and thunder roars. The inky sky is lit up brightly by the concentrated lightning.

The shattered metal boxes explode with a boom, turning into scorched metal debris.

The Life Elixirs within the boxes are swept by the lightning, causing one glass tube after another to explode, turning into tiny Glass Slag scattering over the Sand Sea.

The double-winged mutants keep shrieking as they are scorched into black remnants within a couple of seconds, falling towards the ground, emanating a burnt smell.

The electrical storm in the sky lasts for about five seconds.

The moment the electric light vanishes, numerous black remnants, along with ample metal debris and glass slag, have accumulated on the sand below. A handful of metal boxes surprisingly survived the onslaught, barely keeping their “corpses” intact amidst the electrical strikes. A few of the double-winged mutants that managed to stay alive are lying on the ground in agony, crying out in utter misery.

A Grey Behemoth emerges from underneath the sand.

It equips a set of metal splint armor, including a helmet, chest armor, shoulder armor, arm guards, and leg guards.

Its back is equipped with an Alchemy Cannon Tower secured by shoulder straps and buckles.

The Alchemy Cannon Tower comprises a square metal base and a gun mount connected to the base. The mount is capable of revolving 360 degrees and fitted with an alchemy cannon barrel.

In step with the Grey Behemoth’s actions, more than a dozen slightly smaller grey bears emerge from the sand.

The Grey Behemoth shakes off loads of sand from its body, speaks in human language, directing the other grey bears:

“Angela Anderson, take some men and gather the Life Elixirs. Everyone else, use plasma bullets to finish off those mutants that are still alive!”

This Grey Behemoth is none other than Derek Davis’s transformation.

Compared to lower-level alchemists, his bear-type Alchemy Weaponry grants him an even bigger size.

The team members using the same kind of Alchemy Weaponry are only two-thirds his height and can barely carry the Alchemy Cannon Tower on their backs.

Upon Derek Davis’s command, the grey bears equipped with metal and leather armor spring into action.

They pull back the Alchemy Cannon Towers on their backs into their Alchemy Stones.

A portion of them rush towards the metal boxes.

The others retrieve firearms from their Alchemy Stones, aiming at the moaning double-winged mutants and pulling the trigger. They fire electrifying bullets into them. Even the mutants that have been burnt into a charcoal state can’t escape the plasma bullets. They all get shot by these members of the Golden Merchant’s Sword.

Noland Lee watches as the two teams of men methodically clean up the scene, silently retracting the magic wand in his hand.

Embarrassingly enough, he has been nothing but an idle spectator from start to finish, losing the chance to fight.

Noland Lee shrugs slightly, thinking that this is not so bad after all.

There are soul fragments on the debris of the double-winged mutants at the scene.

Alchemists are aware of the existence of soul fragments, and the Golden Merchant’s Sword is no exception.

Noland Lee and Derek Davis agreed that the soul fragments at the scene would be collected by the Golden Merchant’s Sword.

Derek Davis uses the Soul-absorbing Crystal to collect the soul fragments, the same thing Noland Lee once saw in Betty Davis’s hand.

Three minutes later, Derek Davis and the team finish cleaning up the battlefield.

They drag motorcycles out from underneath the sand, and, together with Noland Lee, they ride off, leaving behind the sand field ravaged by lightning.

From the time the double-winged mutants approached the pre-set ambush spot to the final departure, the entire stealth attack operation by the Golden Merchant’s Sword was wrapped up in less than 5 minutes.

All 35 double-winged mutants were annihilated. They couldn’t even gather a proper counter-attack before they were turned into charcoal and laid to rest in this land.

Such efficient combat perfectly demonstrates the alchemists’ understanding of battle.

For them, efficiency always comes first.