Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 25:19. Sorrow of the Soul

Translator: 549690339

Looking at the Soul-binding Stone Tomb control panel again, Noland Lee had only one thought in his mind.

And that was to get the hell out of there!

Otherwise, his life would be in serious danger.

An instant ‘Death Pulse’ was no joke.

Perhaps it was because Corporal Mars had heard his cry for help, or maybe because Mars had finished scouting.

Either way, one moment Noland was worried for his situation, and the next, he heard Mars calling out to him.

“Jarvis! Jarvis! Hurry back!”

Without hesitation, Noland turned around and fled.

His movement seemed to have provoked a violent reaction, much like cold water splashing into boiling oil.

A wailing cold wind swept through the tomb, stirring up the poisonous fog, causing it to roil violently.

Noland was staggered by the gusty wind coming from behind him and he nearly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Just as he was steadying himself, he immediately felt a profound sense of sorrow emanating from the cold wind.

Faint sounds of agony echoed in his ears, piercing his shell and pricking his heart, triggering his heartbreaking past experiences and painful memories.

A hatred towards the bitterly cruel fate and the injustices of the world quickly filled his heart.

The ‘Capture Soul’ skill of the Soul-binding Stone Tomb had activated!

This eerie death-related structure was trying to snatch Noland’s soul!

flashed in front of Noland like a carousel,

these vivid memories and become incapacitated, eventually

Noland was not the

naturally detached from the original master’s past

master’s sadness or happiness were nothing more than

only took him two seconds to

are as ridiculous as using a sword from the previous dynasty to behead an official of

heart, harboring a few more fears towards

stopping, he raced towards the

was a bright

astounded, Noland looked back over his

at him with blood -thirsty and menacing looks, full

coming from these semi-transparent figures and was emitted by the

his eyes, catching on to the

he identified the

should be the wronged souls bound

in others as Demon Spirits,

of Undead Creature that moved quickly, had strong physical defenses, and fought with cold

the Undead Creatures of this world could even fly. After all, their bodies were purely composed of Death

and joined the soldiers to close

door, Corporal Mars said

the situation is

Tomb Bound Spirits! This is a very rare type of Undead Troops. They are Ethereal Beings, impervious to various physical harm. Only pure energy beams and a few other methods can effectively

worse, I saw a majestic Soul-binding Stone Tomb deep in the Grand Hall of Underground Level Two, it

Mars put some effort in, then

Sergeant Major Alvin Stafford… huh… luckily, the cavity inside this metal

Class Corbin pointed at the soul-binding

undead are moving! They are drifting towards us! I..

experience, was inevitably going into a

soldier who died in the

saw him melted into scraps by the black lightning, but now he saw

scene was

uncertainty at this moment, as this seemed to be his first