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.

correct use should be for research, cracking, translation, scientific

research to the battlefield indeed gives off the vibe of a man

verge of unconsciousness, only being able to rigidly

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

back, and his heart lightens. He realized that he has unknowingly retreated to the

“Whistle~~”

blew the whistle yells down to the reconnaissance squad

the Bee Syrup Bombs ready! You must quickly exit the

up with the soldiers in the squad. Under the cover of a barrage, he steps into the Tomb Ground-level

Finally… saved…

Noland Lee’s body slumps, and he falls to the ground,

corporal and soldier beside him share the same fate, with

fly over their

ignite, and

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

altered by the Empire, Noland Lee can smell a

it bursts into another

touch the black sludge, they melt

had made the reconnaissance squad

sees the Skeleton Warriors melt away, and the last bit of

he

two Medical Soldiers dressed

soft tube roughly the thickness of a finger is inserted

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

Green Liquid squirms through the tube, flowing

intense thirst brought about by blood loss stimulates Noland Lee, and he unknowingly swallows the liquid, not

can’t see, green scabs start forming on