Constructing-Style Wizard - Chapter 209

Chapter 209: 107. Monster Hunting Sanctuary_2

Translator: 549690339

“Hmm, there are many ways to kill aberrations. Just like humans, they need to breathe and can die from suffocation. Sticky flames and alchemy bombs loaded with armor-piercing shrapnel can also kill them. Most alchemy weapons have enough cutting and penetrating power to kill aberrations as well.”

“If you can shoot them in their mouths, allowing the bullet to pass through their soft upper jaw and brainstem, you can kill them instantly. But…well,

Fars Scott changed his tone and continued:

“However, these methods are only effective against lower level aberrations. Simply put, only aberrations with a size no larger than that of a normal human are vulnerable to suffocation, burning, alchemy bombs, and the hand of a First-order Alchemist.

“Higher level aberrations can hold their own against Second and Third-order Alchemists, so they aren’t so easily killed. Aberrations have been around since ancient times, and we can only contain their expansion. We can’t eradicate them completely.”

Fars bent down, arms bracing on his knees, “Ah, I can’t run anymore…huff, huff

“Fars, don’t stop! ”

Mark grabbed his arm, pulled him up hard, urging him repeatedly:

“Hurry up, hurry up! Aberrations are catching up!”

Upon hearing this, Noland Lee looked back.

Groups 1 and 2 had set up a defensive line outside the wall using motorcycles.

When Kent led the team from inside the wall to the defensive line outside, they accidentally let two aberrations slip through.

Utilizing their extendable and retractable limbs and excellent jumping ability, the two aberrations evaded the security teams’ crossfire and were now hopping and sprinting towards them.

The soft sand didn’t slow them down at all.

Noland furrowed his brow and said:

“It seems the intelligence of these aberrations isn’t low, as they know to take advantage of the situation.”

Upon seeing the approaching aberrations, Fars broke into a cold sweat and started running:

“Yes, yes, aberrations not only have human-like intelligence, but they also

have a clear social division. Believe it or not, a group of alchemists who specialize in studying aberrations have come to an astonishing conclusion: there is a language system among aberrations!

“While we humans communicate through written and spoken language, aberrations use body fluids to transmit messages! Isn’t that amazing?

“What’s even more surprising is that aberrations are appearing here! It has been at least three years since the last aberration sighting in the wild! Wow, this is definitely a great discovery! When I return to Union City, I’ll submit my article to ‘Alchemy Weekly’ first thing…”

Fars was excited, shouting and running like mad.

Mark wore a speechless expression on his face as he complained:

“Do you have to talk about all this while we’re running, Fars? You should be thinking of a way to take care of those two aberrations! You’re an alchemist! I don’t understand you researchers who are so focused on alchemy experiments. Why on earth did you remove all the offensive runes from your alchemy stone and even get rid of all your alchemy weaponry…”

“I didn’t want to remove them… huff… I had no choice, my alchemy laboratory’s rent is due…”

Fars looked back, noticing the two aberrations had shaken off the security personnel trying to intercept them and were getting closer. He immediately screamed in horror:

“Ahhh! Ray Lee! We’re counting on you! If you can scare these two aberrations away, I’ll show you my lab’s big treasure!” Noland’s mouth twitched slightly.

He reached out to Mark and said:

“Mark, let me borrow your heavy-duty revolver.”

“Here.” Mark handed over his heavy revolver, taking Noland’s in return.

Noland waved to the pair and turned to face the two aberrations alone:

“Don’t stop, keep moving up the slope and wait for the captain. I’ll try to see if I can take out these two aberrations.”

Taking on two aberrations alone was a dangerous move.

But Noland’s tone was calm, exuding a confidence that seemed assured of victory.

“Alright! Ray Lee! It’s up to you! If it gets too difficult, just run towards me, I’ll cover you!” Mark continued running, pulling Fars along.

Noland gripped the heavy revolver, spun the cylinder, and aimed at the incoming aberrations.

One small-bodied, one standard-sized.

Noland raised his left hand and moved his sunglasses, revealing his black right eye.

Two transparent lightning bolts shot out, accurately hitting the elliptical heads of the aberrations.

“Fear Spell” activated!

“Squeak!

“Squeak!”

Instead of turning and running away, the two aberrations halted their steps in unison.

They stood on all fours, facing Noland with their heads raised, their mouths wide open, revealing their sharp fangs. They screamed repeatedly but didn’t shoot out their tongues.

They didn’t attack, nor did they retreat. They simply moved their feet in place uneasily, looking like they wanted to attack Noland, but were afraid of him at the same time.

“Huh?” Noland looked at the scene in surprise.

The system message he received just in time cleared up his confusion.

[System Message: You have used “Fear Spell” on the aberrations.]

[Notice!]

[Aberrations don’t have fear psychology, so the fear effect of “Fear Spell” hasn’t taken effect as intended.]

[The actual effect of “Fear Spell” is converted to “Intimidation”:]

[Enemies will keep their distance and not dare to attack you actively. When you attack them, the intimidation effect will end prematurely.]

Aberrations possess thoughts and emotions, but their minds don’t contain the concept of “fear..”