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.

for research, cracking, translation, scientific examinations and

theoretical research to the battlefield indeed gives off the vibe of

now on the verge of unconsciousness, only being able to rigidly

feels his life about to slip away, a loud whistle comes from

heart lightens. He realized that he has unknowingly retreated to the Tomb Ground-level

“Whistle~~”

standing at the Stairway Entrance who blew the

take note! We have the Bee Syrup Bombs ready! You

running up with the soldiers in the squad. Under

Finally… saved…

Lee’s body slumps,

corporal and soldier beside him share the same fate, with

beehives, fly over

fuses of the bombs rapidly ignite, and bright sparks billow out

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

Bee Syrups altered by the Empire, Noland Lee can smell

into another explosion that splatters

the black sludge, they melt

Skeleton Warriors that had made the reconnaissance squad extremely ragged melted into pools

and the last

vision darkens and he falls backward

Medical Soldiers dressed in

a finger is inserted into his throat through his mouth, stopping at

press on the inflatable sac in their hands, manually pumping

Liquid squirms through the tube, flowing down into

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

he can’t see, green scabs start forming on his skin and