Constructing-Style Wizard

Translator: 549690339

Who would be heartless enough to rob an Imperial Man of his chance to continue fighting?

Even if this man is a Sin Soldier, as long as he proves himself, he is worthy of respect.

The soldiers no longer discuss leaving the Sin Soldier behind.

Noland Lee’s actions have ignited their desire to fight and their competitive spirit.

They want to prove their worth through their actions, proving that they are better than any Sin Soldier.

The intense cries of battle grow louder, covering up the sound of footsteps in the Skeleton Ocean, echoing in the icy, lonely Tomb Stairway, composing a dramatic opera of life and death without an audience.

Time flows away, second by second, just like blood seeps from Noland Lee’s body, drop by drop.

Noland Lee feels his body growing cold, his will fading, and he longs to gulp down water—this is a delusion caused by severe blood loss, signifying that death is nearing.

His blood drips and flows, staining each stepstone red, laying out his path to death.

Is he about to die?

A bitter smile forms on Noland Lee’s face, hidden beneath the breathing mask.

Damn it, what bad luck to start a traversal like this…

The Deconstruction Core System, this thing is definitely not suitable for a battle.

should be for research, cracking,

the battlefield indeed gives off the vibe of a man “regretting his

the verge of unconsciousness, only being able to rigidly

as he feels his life about to slip away, a loud whistle comes from above, from the Stairway Entrance where the reconnaissance squad

look back, and his heart lightens. He realized that

“Whistle~~”

Stairway Entrance who blew

Bombs ready! You

soldiers in the

Finally… saved…

the Stairway, Noland Lee’s body slumps, and he

corporal and soldier beside him share the same

bombs, shaped like beehives, fly over their heads

fuses of the bombs rapidly ignite, and bright

bombs explode simultaneously. Smoke billows out, and countless black dots fly out from the exploding bombs, rushing towards the Skeleton

altered by the Empire, Noland Lee can smell a

black Bee Syrup hits the Skeleton Warriors, it bursts into another

Warriors touch the black sludge,

merely tens of seconds, a large group of Skeleton Warriors that had made

away, and the last bit of his desire to fight

and he falls backward onto the

when he thinks he is going to die from excessive blood loss, two Medical Soldiers dressed

is inserted into his throat

Soldiers press on the inflatable sac in their hands, manually pumping some Green

Liquid squirms through the tube, flowing down into Noland

thirst brought about by blood loss stimulates Noland Lee, and he unknowingly swallows the

can’t see, green scabs start forming on his skin and the flowing blood quickly