Constructing-Style Wizard

Translator: 549690339

He used his own body to block the soldiers’ sight, to avoid having his left-hand movement noticed by the soldiers.

His fingertips slid back and forth in the cold air, drawing out the Undead Runes recorded on the translated script one by one.

He was unsure if it was an illusion… but after signaling several Undead Runes, Noland Lee felt the Big Skeleton’s gaze seemed to be less sharp.

Upon closer inspection, Noland Lee found that the Big Skeleton’s neck was subtly turning, its skull going from staring straight at himself to facing the metal gate.

Clearly, signaling Undead Runes had an effect, and the Big Skeleton no longer considered the Sin Soldiers in front of it as its primary targets.

Noland Lee let out a slight sigh of relief, feeling many beads of sweat emerging from his back.

However, before he could congratulate himself on escaping danger, his tense mood rose again to his throat.

He saw the Big Skeleton retrieve its gaze from the metal gate and look at the Sin Soldiers in front of it.

Noland Lee once again felt that chilly gaze from the undead, as if his signaling of Undead Runes had lost its effect.

What was going on?

Why did the Big Skeleton take me as an attack target again?

What accelerated Noland Lee’s heartbeat even more was that the Big Skeleton slowly raised the bone hammer in its hand, the movement and posture just like a pre-attack aiming for a ground rodent…

Noland Lee swallowed hard with difficulty, signaling the Undead Runes more devoutly with his left hand.

He slowed down the signaling speed, trying to describe every detail of the Undead Runes so as to portray himself as a sincere believer.

as Skeleton Warriors completed their transition from

the Coal Lamp’s light, Noland Lee clearly

was a dense Skeleton

light balls floated just over a meter above

corresponded to a Skeleton Warrior of normal human

just a simple glance, Noland Lee realized that the number of Skeleton

purple light balls were enough to induce an episode in anyone with

the Big Skeleton’s hand was raised higher and higher, the Skeleton Warriors slowly walked into the Coal Lamp’s light, the ghostly purple glow

by the

the Biochemical Bait on

mockery value, nor dispel

metal gate and

life is still a

bone hammer of the Big Skeleton

Soldier No. 888, retreat to

issued the

around and ran without looking back, bursting out

forward, there was a sudden muffled impact sound coming from behind. The floor beneath his feet vibrated very obviously,

Noland Lee looked back.

hammer in the Big Skeleton’s hand fell right down next to his back, slamming onto the floor,

were half a second late, that heavy hammer would have landed on his head, blowing it open with a

no time to rejoice over his close

with his head down,

to signal the Skeleton Ocean’s attack. A dense surge of footsteps echoed

into the metal

Warriors stumbled along the tomb passage like a

are always slow-moving; otherwise, Noland Lee would have