Constructing-Style Wizard

Translator: 549690339

The army was ready to set out, with all the soldiers gathered at the stairway entrance.

Corporal Mars led his squad members in formation, quietly waiting for Sergeant Alvin Stafford to issue the attack command.

There were four staircases leading down to the first underground level, each located at a corner of the ground floor hall.

Sergeant Alvin Stafford decided that all personnel would descend using the staircase that Mars’ squad had reconnoitered.

The reason was that the staircase Mars’ squad had reconnoitered was the only one with an open metal gate, while the metal gates on the other three staircases were closed.

This was not to imply that Mars’ squad had failed in their reconnaissance mission. In fact, they were the best of the four reconnaissance squads.

The other three reconnaissance squads had also been attacked by the big skeleton, but their sergeants had ordered the metal gates to be strictly guarded and closed.

Although this move did indeed cut off the undead’s route to the surface, it came at a heavy price.

Noland Lee took advantage of the time when the army was gathering to quietly observe the other three reconnaissance squads.

Five startling casualties had been suffered by each of the three reconnaissance squads, with some dead, injured, and disabled.

The dead sin soldier, it was said, had his thigh bitten off by a skeleton hound and was dragged to the foot of a skeleton warrior, where he was hacked into a muddy mess by a bone sword.

The two surviving sin soldiers, one had several pieces of flesh bitten off by a skeleton hound, and another had his nose broken; both were nearly killed by the chaotic sword strikes of the skeleton warriors.

If it were not for the swift support from the squads remaining on the ground level, nine out of ten of the three reconnaissance squads would have perished underground.

This also indirectly proved that Corporal Mars was a wise commander who knew how to conserve his forces, tactically retreating, unlike other sergeants who were recklessly…

“Attention everyone.”

Sergeant Alvin Stafford, with his short black hair, blew his whistle and walked past the neatly arranged soldiers:

“Soldiers of the Empire, it’s time to cleanse this filthy land.

“In the name of the Empire, we shall punish our enemies with the weapons in our hands, pave the way forward with their bones, and let the Empire’s wrath burn away the wickedness within the graves.”

Sergeant Alvin Stafford took his honey hammer from a guard, raising it high:

“Now, let’s all move out, follow me into the darkness, and fight to clear Tomb No.1079.”

With that said, Sergeant Alvin Stafford, like a fearless warrior, took the first step into the poisonous fog-filled staircase, and his guard squad followed closely behind, acting as the pioneers for the rest of the soldiers.

The reconnaissance squads had already paid for this operation with their blood during the scouting phase.

During the formal fighting stage, they were granted a little privilege, allowing them to move at the rear of the army.

suit with Corporal Mars to return to the staircase which

this downward path, Noland Lee saw many

down to the first underground level, crushing all

of the soldier who had died from the “Death Pulse” had already been tidied up by the soldiers who had arrived

prepared metal can, collected

Class Jack, when this battle is over, we

wrapped it around the metal can, and

scene, Noland Lee’s mind stirred,

spotted the big skeleton’s aberration in time, I couldn’t save him, and I regret

determined face showed

their approval and admiration for Noland

Koben, who was carrying honey bombs, had his eyes twinkling and was about to come over

appreciate your kindness, but I’ll take care of this. It’s my duty as the squad commander. Besides, you haven’t injected

Noland Lee’s request, then waved his hand

moving, brothers, let’s use the undead’s bones to send

Mars through the damaged metal gate. As they passed Noland

nodded his head to the soldiers in salute, falling

Ah, how embarrassing…

quietly

crossing over, he was

either working as a socially awkward employee at his company or playing games at

a hardcore player of role-playing games, he knew very well how to

“Imperial Fist” and encountered undead creatures he had only

fallen subordinate’s remains, Noland felt an impulse to gain some favorability

indeed won more approval

slightly, dispelling the strange feeling in

innocent because he

who had fought in society for many years, would they be ashamed

…

Underground

Imperial Army,

the tall, spell-casting Big Skeleton was

Stafford had extensive

several launching positions and sent a team to lure the

after the scent of the living hadn’t released the “Death Pulse” when they were bombarded by the Bee Syrup Bombs, turning them into beehives in name

smooth, Noland Lee always felt an uncertain unease in his heart, feeling that he had overlooked some critical

from the edge of the battlefield, he asked Corporal

while scouting the first level of the grave vault.

asked three questions in succession, but Corporal Mars didn’t

showing his curiosity as something to be

knows how many Sin Soldiers he had seen who were waiting for death and thinking about escaping every day. Noland Lee Jarvis was the first Sin Soldier he had met who

are exactly what I wanted to tell

he smashed a