Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 36: 28. Sin Soldier fears utensils.

Translator: 549690339

“Ah- This new body is so strong- I am very satisfied.”

The Sin Soldier Zombie raised its arm, bending the limb and flexing its muscles.

The sense of intoxication was clear on its grey, dead face.

“Such hefty muscles, such perfect outlines. I feel full of power, like I’ll never tire… This damn feeling is fascinating… If I knew necromancy was so powerful,

I would have joined the Death Herald Guild, instead of becoming a bandit.”

Watching the Sin Soldier Zombie obsessing over muscular strength, Noland

Lee tightened his lips, his grip on the Rune Staff in his hands slightly harder.

The Zombie didn’t seem to consider him a threat, completely lost in admiring its new body.

Noland saw enormous self-confidence in these actions.

He found himself pondering intensely on how to fight this battle, unable to launch a preemptive strike in a conflict where the opponent clearly his surpass in strength.

His gaze swept over the Undead Runes on the wall, a cunning glint of an idea apparent in his eyes which was overlooked by others…

“Enough, worm. Embrace your death.”

The Sin Soldier Zombie, in spite of its sewn-together face, sneered frostily as it clenched its fists and twisted its neck:

“You should feel lucky that the Death Priest gave me orders to drag your intact corpse back. Otherwise.. Hehehe… I would have pounded you to mush.”

The Zombie marched towards Noland with heavy steps, its daunting figure was akin to a ghastly miniature mountain.

It squashed another walking corpse along the way, its foot splattering filthy undead blood.

“It appears, you’re capable… Getting rid of so many undead.”

fleeting surprise flickered across the Sin Soldier Zombie’s eyes as it surveyed the littered ground, but it was swiftly dominated by its overbearing confidence.

Sin

fallen corpse, noticing the gaping hole

wound piqued its

Staff in Noland’s hands, a smug satisfaction flashed in its eyes, the

skewering these fools with your rune

hand effortlessly, allowing the filthy blood to spray over its body, as if it

grew silent from then

body, big enough to block

bring your corpse back, the Death Priest will grant

center of gravity, retreated steadily, his focus solely

by the Zombie’s constant babbling, Noland decisively expended 4 energy points all at once

eye, Sin Soldier Zombie’s data panel flashed in Noland’s

Strong Walking Dead,

the title “Walking Dead” belonged to the

was essentially an elite variant of the sewn-together Undead, known as a Tomb

it with extraordinary strength, approximately three

was as hard as an iron

understood that his only ray of hope was triggering the

showed that 11 points of Death Energy remained, sufficient to activate the ‘Death Pulse’

could modify the Undead Runes to activate the Stone Tomb’s ‘Fanatic Command’ technique, then he should be capable of doing

problem

so that the Stone Tomb would unleash the ‘Death Pulse’ on the Sin Soldier

didn’t know the answer, but that didn’t stop him from

fist of the Sin Soldier Zombie attacked, the punching wind whistled

hadn’t been on his guard, the powerful punch would have

at Noland Lee’s

could throw a swing punch followed by a straight punch, directly smashing Noland’s head, but

holding back from smashing the mouse for fear of breaking

damaging the integrity of the corpse, and delaying the

Soldier Zombie undoubtedly offers Noland more room

stop hiding! If I wasn’t afraid

cursing, his face flashed with

in his hands gradually increased, the rolling punches stirred up a violent surge of poisonous

Soldier